Although both men wore masks, Harry still recognized them.
They were the Dark Council's Red King and Club King. The former was one thing, but the latter, Allen Dismask, had appeared before Harry more than once. Harry was certain he could not possibly be mistaken.
And besides...
His gaze flicked into the distance.
Just moments ago, a string of popping sounds had come from far away-the sounds of Apparition.
The sounds were too closely packed to count, but Harry was extremely sensitive to magic. He could clearly sense that at least ten people had just Disapparated.
That was bloody impressive. So the Dark Council had brought over ten members to rescue Voldemort?
That was rather different from what they had expected.
Harry and the others had believed that although the Dark Council cooperated with Voldemort and the Death Eaters to some extent, their relationship was not particularly close.
He might have had some doubts at first, but during the battle in the Underground Palace, Harry had felt that their assessment was probably correct.
If the Dark Council had still wanted to help Voldemort and the Death Eaters, they would not have been caught so completely off guard. After all, the Ministry of Magic Alliance had wiped out more than half the Death Eaters in their very first encounter after entering.
After that, they had nearly annihilated the Death Eaters and the assembled Dark Creatures.
Yet just when Harry and the others had thought Voldemort was about to meet his end, the Dark Council had intervened again.
Over a dozen members had acted together, breaking the combined layers of magic laid by over a dozen French Ministry of Magic members who specialized in that field.
Two high-ranking members had rescued Voldemort from right under the noses of more than two hundred