Voldemort scans the room with a piercing gaze until someone dares to speak.
Bell: Master, we have captured all the Ministry personnel.
Voldemort: Very good. But stop, my Death Eaters. Your place is by my side, not on your knees like the others.
The infiltrated Death Eaters stand up.
Voldemort: My spies have done well. You shall receive the Dark Mark today, so stand.
The kneeling spies smile as they rise.
Voldemort: I am not as heartless as you think. I will only kill those who have dared to defy me. There's no need to spill more pure wizarding blood.
The hostages couldn't believe what they were hearing.
Voldemort: So, I make you an offer: join me, accept your Mark with pride, and together we will rule the magical world.
Amelia: Who would join you? You're nothing but a psychopath, a murderer.
Voldemort: Let your last words be memorable, Minister.
Voldemort: Come now, speak your mind. Don't bother lying; I'll know. As for the rest of you who don't join, don't worry—I won't kill you. You'll continue working as always; I'm not so cruel as to spill more magical blood.
Several people stand and walk toward Voldemort.
Amos: Turpin, what are you doing?
Turpin: I've had enough of listening to you, Diggory, and your talk of blood equality. We are purebloods, and we should rule over the Muggles just as we do the magical creatures.
Arthur: What are you doing, Madley?
Madley: I'm tired of being ridiculed for working in the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Office. We shouldn't protect Muggles; we should eradicate them.
Elphias: What are you doing, Vane, Robins, Davier?
Davier: We're sick of having to hide our magic from Muggles. As their superiors, we should be ruling them.
Elphias: You're members of the Wizengamot; you can't join him.
A mocking smile spreads among those who had been kneeling.
Umbridge: Finally, we'll bring order. These Muggles are parasites and don't deserve to exist, just like those magical beasts. Dark Lord, may I share a plan I've kept for years?
Voldemort: Go on.
Umbridge: The 'Muggle-born Registration Commission.' The Ministry should conduct a study on those falling under this category to understand how they acquired magical secrets. If they have no magical ancestors, it's possible the so-called 'Muggle-borns' obtained their powers illicitly, perhaps through theft or force. Once we discover this, we'll imprison them for their crimes.
Everyone looks horrified by Umbridge's words.
Umbridge: Once we find them, we'll lock them away in Azkaban forever.
Voldemort smiles, satisfied.
Umbridge: I believe it's time to finish you both off.
She points to Bones and Scrimgeour.
Voldemort: A new Ministry of Magic will soon be born.
Voldemort looks at a sign that had been placed months earlier.
Voldemort: Order No. 6.
No one understands what's happening, but the nameplates on the floor begin to glow and eventually disappear.
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On the streets of Whitehall, London, several people who had been kneeling suddenly appear. The ropes binding them have vanished; no one knows what happened.
Amelia: Quickly, get up and form a barrier around the entire Ministry of Magic.
Scrimgeour: Bones, what happened?
Amelia: There's no time. Form the barrier now.
All the wizards obey the Minister and tap their wands on the ground.
A barrier forms around the Ministry of Magic, encircling its exterior.
Kingsley: Minister, what is going on?
Scrimgeour: Why didn't you tell me the nameplates were Portkeys?
Amelia: It's a trap to catch the infiltrators by posing as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named so they would reveal themselves.
Tonks: But who posed as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
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Inside the Ministry of Magic, the Death Eaters, sympathizers, and spies are confused about what's happening.
Voldemort begins to laugh loudly.
Bell: Master, what is happening?
Voldemort: Master? I don't recall ever being your master.
Suddenly, there's a burst of smoke where Voldemort stood, and in his place appears Sasuke Uchiha.
Without missing a beat, Sasuke waves his wand, sealing all the doors and the elevator.
Sasuke: Don't bother trying to escape. I'll make sure none of you get away.
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Elphias: Bones, who disguised themselves as He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named?
Everyone outside awaits the Minister's response.
Amelia: Sasuke Uchiha.
Elphias: Then he's trapped with them; we need to help him.
Amelia: You're mistaken. They're trapped with him.
Screams begin to echo from underground.
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Inside the atrium of the Ministry of Magic, several wizards' bodies lie on the ground.
Bell: DIE, YOU CUR! DIE! AVADA KEDAVRA! AVADA KEDAVRA!
Sasuke dodges the spells with ease.
The other wizards shout various spells at Sasuke: "Dharto," "Crucio," "Stupefy," "Bludgeon," "Flipendo," "Jinx."
Sasuke moves around the atrium, dodging and leaping backward.
Carter: NOW!
Vane, Robins, Davier: DESTRUCTO!
The three Wizengamot wizards aim directly at the spot where Sasuke had landed after dodging the previous attacks.
There's a small explosion, and when the smoke clears, there's no sign of the emo. Everyone feels a sense of relief until a voice echoes from above.
Sasuke: I'm up here, you idiots.
Sasuke is standing upside down on the ceiling.
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