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Chapter 171 Traitor
The moment the room full of clocks was opened, Sherlock, who had been tense, reacted instantly!
The magic wand that was floating beside him, ready to go, waved together.

Just like the baton in the hands of the conductor on the stage, the wand is waved according to a certain pattern and rhythm, and at the same time, countless red light spots shine on the tip of the wand!

"Ah!"

Just standing behind the door, the Death Eater guarding the entrance had just reacted, raised his wand and pointed it at Sherlock. Before he could say a single sound of the spell, dozens of red light beams had already struck Breaking the space, all hit him accurately!

In the next second, his whole body froze completely, except for his eyes blinking crazily, he couldn't even move a single finger.

The Death Eater's body had no support, and the weak one was about to fall backward.

And just when he was about to fall to the ground, Sherlock used control magic to support his body in time, and then slowly put it down.

After the door is opened, Sherlock can perceive the situation in the room.

According to his perception, apart from this masked Death Eater, there was no one else within eight meters.

Only at this time did Sophie on the side react, her body trembled, and she wanted to recite the spell, but found that the enemy had been controlled by Sherlock's silent petrification spell.

She looked at the wands floating around in shock, and she couldn't imagine what kind of wizard would use magic with such an unheard of spellcasting method.

Sherlock didn't care about her current mood, walked into the hall of time lightly, and saw the whole picture of the room.

There is no light here, and the diamond-like jumping light that fills the entire room comes from a towering bell-shaped crystal glass cover at the end of the room.

The bell-shaped crystal glass dome is nearly 6 feet (1.8 meters) high and stands on a table, appearing to be filled with a churning, shimmering air current.

Inside the enclosure, a small, jewel-bright object floated up and down. This object was a tiny hummingbird, but it wasn't always a bird.

At the bottom end of its loop, the bird was still in egg form, and as it rose up inside the glass enclosure, it snapped open and a hummingbird emerged, rising straight to the bottom of the glass enclosure. topmost.

But as the airflow descends, the bird's feathers are soiled and wet again, until it lands at the bottom of the glass cover and is locked in the egg again.

This process of time repeats endlessly inside the hood, like a strange hourglass in biological form.

Sherlock was not attracted by this delicate device for long, because at the oblique corner opposite the door of the time hall, there was a compartment surrounded by the back of the wall, and a sharp sound came faintly from inside the compartment.

"Don't think that I really dare not cast a spell on you! I have been entangled with you for so long now, just to save face for the Selwyn family! Although the Dark Lord is magnanimous to all pure-blood wizards, his patience Also limited!"

Scrimgeour stared darkly at the Auror lying in a coma in the corridor on the sixth floor, who couldn't wake up even with the Revive Charm.

"Whose team are the people in charge of the four floors below!"

A young wizard with a pale face but cold eyes and a cold personality stood out from behind him.

"It's my team, Director."

The two Auror teams staying inside the Ministry of Magic are newly formed teams in the past two years, and the captains who lead the teams are also the most outstanding young people who have only graduated from Hogwarts in recent years, and they all came here. A pure blood family with a long history.

They are Kingsley Shacklebolt of the Shacklebolt family and Barty Crouch Jr. of the Crouchel family.

Among them, Barty Crouch Jr.'s father is also the higher-level leadership department of the Auror Command, the most important institution of the entire Ministry of Magic, and the Director of the Department of Magic Law Enforcement-Barty Crouch.

In today's tense situation in the wizarding world, although Barty Crouch came from a pure-blooded family, he blatantly confronted Voldemort with a strong posture, and took action for this. He has a high prestige in the entire British wizarding world .

No one even doubted that when the current Minister for Magic stepped down, the next Minister would be someone else more qualified to succeed him.

It is also because of this that Barty Jr., who is extremely capable, should be the Auror captain as a matter of course.

Kingsley has nothing to say, his outstanding ability can be seen by everyone, and the Shaker family itself is also a big family with deep roots in the magic world.

The young wizard who stood up now was Barty Crouch Jr.

"Why don't you keep in touch with the people under you at all times?"

Scrimgeour didn't show any courtesy to Barty Jr. because of his special status, and asked directly with a gloomy face.

Barty Jr. explained blankly.

"There is a problem with the battle situation in Sheffield. The former commander Triss in York contacted me and asked me to be ready to apply to you at any time to transfer all the last two teams in the ministry, so I have been waiting in the liaison room His news."

His explanation was reasonable, and Scrimgeour had been paying attention to the situation in Sheffield, and he knew how tense the situation was.

"How many people in your team can you still contact?" He asked, frowning tightly.

"Can't reach anyone."

Kingsley also spoke at this time.

"My subordinate Rom, who was supposed to be patrolling the fifth floor, has lost contact now."

There are now six Aurors present.

Auror Office Director Scrimgeour, Captain Barty Jr., Kingsley and Kingsley's three subordinates.

Everyone here is well aware of the seriousness of the matter.

The manpower in the department is now concentrated in Sheffield, even if they want to transfer it back, it is impossible.

Because even if the Ministry of Magic is bombed tonight, it's not as serious as Death Eaters bombing an entire Muggle city and revealing the secrets of the wizarding world to the public.

The Ministry of Magic can be replaced if it is gone, but if the secrecy law is violated, then this is a serious consequence that the entire magical world on earth cannot accept!
So Scrimgeour must and can only rely on the few remaining manpower under his command to guard the Ministry of Magic!

Sherlock motioned for Sophie to be quiet, and then the wand floating beside him pointed at the Death Eater who had been petrified, the red light lit up again, dozens of stun spells hit him, and it was done Make up.

The two of them kept their footsteps to a minimum and walked to the door of the compartment in the Hall of Time.

This is just an ordinary compartment, without any division or division of space, so Sherlock's control magic can clearly "see" the situation inside.

Inside the compartment is an office, the space inside is not as small as it looks from the outside, it is about the size of a potions classroom in Hogwarts.

There were a total of eight people gathered in the office, and two wizards wearing the Ministry of Magic's standard black robes had passed out on the ground. They were obviously employees of the Department of Mysteries.

There are also four Death Eaters wearing the iconic iron masks, and a young wizard who also wears the Ministry of Magic robes. This wizard should be the traitor that Eddie said has been lurking inside the Ministry of Magic!
In front of them was a middle-aged witch bound to a chair by a binding spell.

The witch looked about 30 to 40 years old, with big wavy long hair, and she still looked charming on the outside, but her face was particularly cold at this time.

"I'll say it one last time, Algie Flint, there is no such thing as Gate 7! There is no power to reverse everything!"

The young wizard named Alji suddenly grabbed the witch's gray-blond curly hair with a ferocious expression, put his mouth next to her ear, and said every word.

"That old Stry thing said it all! Door No. 7 in the Department of Mysteries! The most incredible power the Ministry of Magic has ever discovered! The Dark Lord is very interested in this thing! Does he want to know what's inside, You should know that there is nothing that he has thought of so far that he has not been able to do!"

Alger stared into the witch's green eyes.

"Seeing that you took good care of me when I was young, and for my cousin's sake, I will give you one last chance, ma'am, tell me where door No. 7 is. Then become the most loyal believer of the Dark Lord, then in the future a new In the Ministry of Magic, you can still continue to serve as the head of the Department of Mysteries. Doing so will be good for all of us!"

The witch sneered, but there was no expression of fear on her face.

"Good to everyone? What a joke. Algee, like your father, you have always been good at hiding, but after all, you are still young, and you are much more impatient than him. Now he is going to have a complete showdown, Don't you continue to put on a show in the Ministry of Magic? This is not at all like your father's character of hedging his bets and helping whoever has the advantage. Or is it actually a private decision of your own, and he still doesn't know it at all? ?”

Alger's face was very ugly, as if he had been told something on his mind by the witch.

He waved to the masked Death Eater, and immediately someone handed him a potion.

"You forced my wife, we could have settled this matter peacefully, but you forced me."

He muttered viciously, and then pinched the witch's chin with his hands.

"I have given you enough chances, but you are determined to fight against the Dark Lord, so I have no choice but to sacrifice you for a great cause!"

Just when Alji was holding the potion bottle and was about to pour the medicine into the witch's mouth, the door of the compartment was kicked open from the outside!
In the next second, countless red light beams swarmed from outside the door like a meteor shower across the night sky!

(End of this chapter)