"I killed Sirius Black~"
Bellatrix sang as she ran. As though Harry was not furious enough, she mischievously shouted again.
"Come and catch me!"
"Crucio!" Harry shouted, and a red beam shot from the tip of his wand.
It looked much like the Expelliarmus Harry often used, but its range and power were far greater, and it struck Bella.
She jumped in fright and stared fearfully at Harry as he approached her with his wand raised.
"You have to mean it, Harry," a voice whispered in his ear. "She killed him. She deserves it."
Sirius's face flashed through his mind.
"You know the spell, Harry." It was still that voice in his ear—no, in his mind. "Do it!"
Bella began to laugh.
Harry's mind cleared in an instant. He turned around and saw a tall, thin man with a snake-like face and red eyes narrowed like a cat's.
Harry recognized it. That monster from Tom Riddle's graveyard was now standing in the middle of the Ministry of Magic atrium.
Harry raised his wand. Voldemort flicked his hand, and it was as if Harry's wrist had been struck. His wand fell at once.
"I truly have nothing to say to you," Voldemort said disappointedly. "So weak."
With a whoosh, green fire appeared in the Ministry of Magic fireplace, and Albus Dumbledore stepped out.
"Quite a cool entrance, Headmaster," Pomona said.
"That is not what I hoped you would focus on," Albus said. Then the scene shifted rapidly, like a film being fast-forwarded.
She witnessed the battle at the Department of Mysteries through Harry's eyes. At the very beginning of the fight, Dumbledore had pushed Harry aside, seemingly to protect him.
Whether it was the giant serpent of fire, the sphere of water, or Avada Kedavra, Albus and Voldemort had used them