Chapter 276: Unbreakable Oath

As sharp as Moody, he also understood the truth at this moment.

A sudden disturbance outside took away all of the Ministry of Magic's forces.

They then immediately stormed the Ministry of Magic and sealed off all passages.

This was no raid; it was a carefully laid trap.

Even the reason they came to the Ministry of Magic this time was that someone had brainwashed Fudge into ordering their summons.

All for this moment.

"Hahaha, aren't you the notorious Mad-Eye? After all this time, how did you end up like this?"

At that moment, another piercing laugh came from the Black Mist.

A woman who seemed mentally unsteady stepped out, moving cat‑like.

It was Beilatrikesi; seeing Moody's disheveled state, she couldn't help bursting into laughter.

It was Moody who had captured her years ago; unexpectedly, their first meeting after her release was her surrounding him in his own grasp.

"The game's over, Auror— oh wait, I heard you retired? Former Auror, hahaha!"

Moody narrowed his eyes at Beila's appearance, but didn't engage in a war of words.

Instead, he quietly observed the Death Eaters' encirclement.

Lu Xiu Si spoke up again.

"Quiet, Beila, don't wake my Sleeping Beauty."

His gaze fell on Harry, who had been staring at the Prophecy Orb all along as if under a Stasis Spell, and a hint of confidence curled his lips.

"The Prophecy Orb is in your hand, Bo Te."

"Hand it over... I promise you'll all be fine..."

Lu Xiu Si reached out his hand toward Harry, moving slowly, as if afraid to startle him awake.

"Harry!"

Professor Lupin couldn't help shouting at Harry, hoping to wake him.

But Harry showed no reaction.

Seeing this, Lu Xiu Si's smile grew more pronounced.

However, just as he was about to touch the Prophecy Orb,

he felt something press against his chest, and looking down,

it was Harry's wand.

Bang!

"Dizzy Fall!"

Bang!

Lu Xiu Si was hit off‑guard and flew back several meters.

Beila quickly sidestepped, avoiding being struck by Lu Xiu Si.

"Attack!"

At that moment, Professor Moody, who had been ready, bellowed!

He slammed his Cane into the ground.

Boom—

The surrounding shelves toppled at once, countless Prophecy Orbs raining down like pellets, striking or forcing the encircling Death Eaters to dodge, throwing their formation into instant chaos.

The seemingly dead Sirius on the ground snapped his eyes open, transformed into a huge Black Dog, and lunged at the Death Eaters near Harry.

Professor Lupin raised a shield for Professor Moody, and precisely kicked the unconscious Lu Xiu Si toward Beila, disrupting her wand‑swing rhythm.

"Go!"

Professor Moody gave the order.

The three of them, in unison, charged out of the encirclement amid the chaos.

Harry clung to the Prophecy Orb, following behind.

He had indeed been bewitched just moments before.

But upon contacting the Prophecy Orb, a very familiar voice sounded from within it.

It sounded like Professor Trelawney's voice.

That voice recited the prophecy from years ago.

"The one with the power to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July, and the Dark Lord will mark him as his equal."

"Both cannot live while the other survives; one must die at the hand of the other."

Afterward he came to his senses and understood the situation.

The Death Eaters focused on the Prophecy Orb and Moody didn't notice as Harry covertly raised his wand.

Only the prone Sirius noticed, giving Moody a subtle nudge.

Experience and rapport let Moody grasp the idea instantly; he tapped Lupin, and then they broke through the siege.

They fled all the way, taking refuge in a dark chamber.

The chamber was vast and empty.

Only in the center stood a stone archway, its inner light shifting like a sheer black veil, insubstantial.

"A dead end—let's go back."

Seeing the room, Professor Moody immediately prepared to move everyone elsewhere.

But the entrance was blocked by the arriving Death Eaters.

"Hand over the Prophecy Orb!"

Beila shouted sharply at several people.

Don't even think about it! If you don't leave, I'll smash it!

Harry directly raised the Prophecy Orb high, his fingertips whitening from the effort, looking somewhat defiant but actually resolute.

The Death Eaters, seeing this, actually hesitated.

The three Sirius who had resumed human form also surrounded Harry in the middle, preventing anyone from sneaking up on Harry, causing the stalemate to be broken.

To be honest, what they need most now is time.

So they are also happy to stalemate with the Death Eaters.

"They're buying time."

At this point, a Death Eater also saw through their plan and directly said to Beila.

"Nonsense, can't I see that!"

Beila angrily shouted at that person, then looked at the Prophecy Orb.

"My master entrusted this task to me; I must complete it!"

As if pondering something, Beila finally made up her mind.

She directly threw away her wand, then raised both hands and walked slowly toward Harry and the others.

"Don't get excited, sweetheart; how about we make a deal?"

"I'll let you go; you leave the Prophecy Orb behind."

Harry, however, didn't believe it at all: "A deal? Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Beila, unfazed, continued to laugh.

"You naturally won't believe me, but you can believe the Unbreakable Vow."

"Let Sirius Black be the witness, witnessing Bellatrix Lestrange and Harry Bo Te swear an Unbreakable Vow."

"As long as you hand over the Prophecy Orb, I guarantee I'll let you leave safely."

Saying this, she had already walked up to the few people, Professor Moody's wand pressed against her throat.

But she didn't care at all, revealing a near-manic smile and extending her right hand.

It seemed several golden threads flowed in her hand.

As long as Harry grasps that hand, this vow can be established.

But he still didn't know what an Unbreakable Vow was, so he looked to Sirius for help.

Sirius then looked toward Moody, seemingly seeking his opinion.

The strategic value of the Prophecy Orb is actually not high.

Dumbledore had mentioned this himself.

But it also cannot be lightly given up; this prophecy can impede Voldemort's pace and affect his judgment.

If Voldemort learned of it, he would immediately redirect all his power, making killing Harry his top priority.

But it's still better than dying here now...

"...... Okay."