Seeing Voldemort turn into black mist and flee with Bellatrix and the Carrow siblings, the remaining Death Eaters immediately decided to Apparate away from the place.
These damned Hogwarts seventh-year students, Merlin knew why they were so troublesome; not even the Aurors from the Y Country Ministry of Magic were this outrageous.
Not to mention Amanda and Dumbledore were also present. Even their master, the great Voldemort, had to temporarily avoid their edge, so they certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to stay and fight head-on.
Unfortunately, while they wanted to leave, Amanda had no intention of letting them go.
Leaving one Voldemort would be enough to lure out more Death Eaters, Werewolves, and Giants. There was no need to keep so many of the Death Eaters who came this time.
Therefore, when they tried to Apparate away, they discovered that they couldn't use Apparition at all. The area had long been restricted from Apparition.
"Damn it! Cunning Amanda, cunning Dumbledore! We fell into a trap, we can't Apparate away from here!"
A Death Eater, who was simultaneously fighting two seventh-year students, shouted loudly, already feeling overwhelmed.
"Damn it! Let's surrender first, our master will definitely come to save us!"
Another Death Eater echoed the previous one's words. Seeing Death Eaters starting to surrender one by one, not only was Amanda displeased, but the Hogwarts seventh-year students who had been fighting all night were also displeased.
They had worked hard all night, and just when they were about to eliminate you, you said you wanted to surrender?
After surrendering, you'd be locked up, and then Voldemort would break you out and take you away?
If they did that, wouldn't they be crazy? Knowing Voldemort would come to rescue them, yet still leaving him this opportunity?
The Young Wizards in seventh year exchanged glances, then tacitly turned around simultaneously, each engaging the Death Eater that someone else was fighting.
This way, the Death Eaters being fought by others presented their defenseless backs, and their spells could take their lives in an instant.
Watching the situation on the "battlefield" change instantly, with the seventh-year students killing all the Death Eaters who couldn't react simply by changing their targets, Amanda nodded in satisfaction, feeling that her Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester had not been in vain.
The Y Country Ministry of Magic staff, especially the Aurors, were dumbfounded. Does Hogwarts still teach this now? Why didn't they learn it back then?
Are the Young Wizards nowadays a bit too fierce? Do… do they Aurors still have a reason to exist?
Moody, who had come with the Order of the Phoenix, watched this scene and fiercely pounded the ground with his wooden crutch, making thudding sounds, while continuously scolding the current Aurors.
"You don't dare to fight when you see Voldemort? You're Aurors, yet you're worse than these students?"
"Look at their formation changes, look at their courage! Even with Voldemort present, they dared to rush forward and beat the Death Eaters until they couldn't raise their heads!"
"Even if Dumbledore and we hadn't come just now, with that little girl there," Moody pointed a finger in Amanda's direction, "what did you have to fear?"
"Moreover, you are the Aurors, you are the ones who should maintain the safety of the Wizarding World. If you are afraid, if you retreat, what will the ordinary people of the Wizarding World do?"
Moody's magical eye spun rapidly, showing his current extreme anger and unstable mood.
On one hand, he was happy for the excellence of the younger generation; on the other hand, he was furious at the combat skills displayed by the current Aurors.
Although the Aurors back then also couldn't defeat Voldemort, they at least dared to charge forward and fight him.
Even if they couldn't win, they could cooperate with the Order of the Phoenix to barely hold up the sky for ordinary people, buying them time to evacuate.
But look at now? Letting a group of seventh-year children lead the charge. Never mind that they are already adults, they are still studying at Hogwarts, and in Moody's eyes, they are still children.
Letting a group of seventh-year children lead the charge while they themselves cowered behind, assisting, or even not daring to act, Moody felt ashamed for them.
"Starting today, Auror training will be taken over by me," Moody took out his small flask, twisted it open, and took a big gulp. "You all need to improve too much. Always be vigilant! Always be ready to fight!"
His volume suddenly increased, and the Aurors present immediately straightened their chests and heads. Who would dare not listen to the words of this veteran of the Auror world?
Amanda slowly landed and walked in front of the seventh-year senior students.
These Young Wizards, who were previously neatly dressed and looked scholarly, were now covered in dust, blood, and various traces of battle.
Although no one was injured thanks to the protective badge Amanda gave them, damage to their clothes was unavoidable.
Their once somewhat childish faces were now replaced by grim determination. Each of them had quickly matured after experiencing this trial of blood and fire, becoming like the predecessors who had fought against Voldemort.
Seeing Amanda walking towards them, the grim determination on the seventh-year students' faces quickly faded, replaced by concern and affection for their junior, and respect for their leader.
"Amanda, are you hurt?" Senior Penelope, as the most familiar person among the seventh-year students with Amanda, naturally stepped forward, holding Amanda's shoulders with both hands and scrutinizing her up and down.
"No, thank you for your concern, Senior Penelope." Amanda's eyes flickered slightly as she instinctively raised her hand to wipe the bloodstains from Penelope's face.
Her senior usually looked as noble and elegant as a white swan; when had she ever been so uninhibited?
"I'm quite dirty, aren't I?" Penelope let Amanda wipe her cheek, then raised an eyebrow. She straightened up and proudly showed Amanda her somewhat dirty wizard robe. "This is all proof of my battle with the Death Eaters."
Although she didn't face Voldemort directly like Amanda, being able to deal with Death Eaters was also excellent.
"Hmm, the current Penelope is truly beautiful." A familiar ethereal voice came from behind, and Penelope turned around in surprise.
"Luna!" She embraced her girlfriend. "Did you bring The Daily Prophet reporters?"
"Yes," Luna gently patted Penelope's back, and at the same time nodded to Amanda, indicating, "They are not far away. The scene of your battle just now has been recorded without missing a single detail."
"Good, thank you for your hard work, Luna."
"It's no trouble." Luna shook her head, while Amanda walked aside, no longer disturbing the couple's embrace.
Coming before all the seventh-year students, Amanda smiled and gave them a thumbs-up. "Everyone is great. Not only have you learned everything I taught, but you've also developed it further. I'm proud of you all. You truly live up to being our seniors."
Looking at Hermione, Harry, and Ron, who had unknowingly walked to her side, Amanda spoke in a soft yet firm voice.
"Thank you for your help and contribution, thank you."
As Amanda spoke, she bowed to the senior students. Hermione and the other two beside her also seriously bowed.
"No need to be so polite."
"Please stop bowing, it feels a bit strange."
"What's there to thank for helping our juniors? Besides, Voldemort and the Death Eaters are our common enemies. If we don't resist today, tomorrow they will break into our homes and kill us and our parents."
"That's right, we would definitely resist and should resist!"
The seventh-year students helped Amanda and the trio up with many hands. Headmaster Dumbledore stood not far away, stroking his long white beard as he watched the students.
"They've all grown up, they're all reliable big children now."
"In them, I see the future of the Order of the Phoenix," Mr. Weasley said with emotion, walking up to Headmaster Dumbledore.
Headmaster Dumbledore smiled kindly and shook his head, "I see in them a future where the Order of the Phoenix is no longer needed."
When Voldemort finally dies, and the Y Country Ministry of Magic, under Hermione's leadership, becomes an organization that can truly support the Wizarding World, and the new generation of Wizards are self-reliant, strong, and brave enough to fight and resist, what need would there be for the Order of the Phoenix?
"When the day the Order of the Phoenix truly disbands arrives, the British Wizarding World will truly be beautiful."
The adults' conversation, of course, did not disturb the students. After being helped up by the seventh-year students, Hermione tightly embraced Amanda beside her.
"Merlin, you're amazing, Amanda, you know you're amazing! You suppressed Voldemort, you beat him so badly he had to flee!"
Feeling Hermione's embrace, feeling the joy and determination of the surrounding seventh-year students, something deep within Amanda stirred powerfully, and the mechanical gleam in her eyes was only a hair's breadth from completely dissipating.
"I know," she gently hugged Hermione back, "Hermione is also amazing, that Diffindo was very powerful."
Hermione chuckled a little shyly, "Not really, it was mainly thanks to Harry and Ron's help."
The two boys exchanged glances upon hearing this, shaking their heads and waving their hands without interrupting. Don't say that; even without their assistance, that Death Eater wouldn't have been able to dodge Hermione's Diffindo.
To put it plainly, too few Death Eaters came this time, so the three of them could only deal with one; otherwise, they could each handle one.
"Hermione," Amanda released Hermione from her embrace and gestured towards the Muggle buildings nearby, "there's one last thing that needs to be resolved."
"Hmm... how does my Miss Amanda think this matter should be resolved?"
"Is it the Memory Charm, or going with the flow?"
"Doesn't Hermione already have an answer?" Seeing Hermione's cunning little expression, Amanda curved her lips and patted her back. "Go ahead, Hermione, just do what you want to do."
Nodding, Hermione strode forward to the middle of the street, allowing her to see all the Muggles on this entire street who had witnessed everything.
"Sonorus."
Pointing her wand at her throat, Hermione scanned all the buildings where Muggles were hiding, then waved her hand at all of them.
"First, I want to apologize to everyone," the girl's loud and firm voice reached the ears of everyone present, both Wizards and Muggles, who all turned their gaze to her. "We have disturbed your lives because of us."
"All this time, we have been hidden among the crowds, hidden in history, just like you. Among us, there are good people, and there are bad people."
"That person just now, Voldemort!"
"He is a Dark Wizard, attempting to use the power of magic to enslave those who cannot use magic, to enslave all other races!"
The Muggles in the buildings looked at Hermione in the middle of the street with focused eyes. The Hogwarts seventh-year Young Wizards leaned on each other, truly witnessing the birth of the new Minister for Magic of the Y Country Ministry of Magic.
"This is opposed by the vast majority of us! This is despised by the vast majority of us!"
Hermione extended her right index finger, emphatically pointing it towards the ground as she spoke, "We will resist for this, we will resist for everyone."
Spreading her arms to gesture to the Wizards, Muggles, and everyone around, Hermione slightly raised her chin. A streak of blood stained the girl's face, but under the morning sun, it looked just right, making her appear like a leader who would bring dawn to countless ordinary people.
"We will persevere in our struggle until victory, we will persevere in our struggle until peace. We fight for the ordinary people of the Wizarding World, and we also fight for the ordinary people of the Muggle World!"
"We once secluded ourselves due to our internal wars; now we take a new step forward because we want to protect our compatriots."
"This is the beginning of a new era, the beginning of magic and technology's exchange and integration, the beginning of Muggles and Wizards living in harmony and developing together."
"Let communication replace conflict, let cooperation replace war. We will thoroughly resolve our common enemy, and we will gather with our compatriots in a future of peace!"
Loud applause erupted on the street. At this moment, everyone, Muggles and Wizards alike, applauded Hermione, applauding this girl who, though perhaps not yet old, already possessed ample leadership ability.
In her, everyone saw the prospect of peace and a bright future. She was born a talented and powerful individual, yet also a compassionate one. To be downwardly compatible and protect the weak was her nature, and to safeguard the populace and maintain peace was her proud responsibility.
That sincere heart dedicated to ordinary people, that original intention to strive for peace, could be felt by both Wizards and Muggles.
Watching Hermione, smiling with the corners of her lips, standing with outstretched arms, bathed in the morning sun and applause, Amanda slowly rose into the sky, her right hand raised high.
Bang!
A brilliant golden flare shot from her fingertips, and a Giant "Unity and Peace" shimmered in the sky, continuously expanding outwards.
Not only could the people on this street see it, but all of London, all of the British Wizarding World, could see it.
The Y Country Ministry of Magic staff also clapped excitedly, looking at Hermione then at Amanda, then at Amanda then at Hermione.
Twin Stars Shine Together, ushering in the future.
"Do you think there's still a need to choose the next Minister for Magic?" one of the Y Country Ministry of Magic staff members loudly asked his colleague, an irrepressible smile on his face.
His colleague also laughed heartily, shaking his head vigorously, "Who the next Minister for Magic will be is obvious. As long as everyone isn't stupid, this outcome is already set!"
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