Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

His memory still stayed at Hogwarts, before he fell into a coma.

During dinner, Harry received a notification that members of the special operations team wanted to talk to him.

They wanted him to be in the office, which had been formerly Umbridge's office, at eight o'clock at night.

During the few weeks since Dumbledore left, this kind of conversation has been carried out many times, especially after Fred and George escaped from Hogwarts, the special operations team of the Ministry of Magic became even more turbulent and frequently met with students. Have a conversation.

Whenever they suspect that you have a problem, they will have a conversation and try to find clues from the conversation.

As the key target, Harry has been interviewed many times, usually by two very old Ministry of Magic officials.

Although he said he didn't know anything, there was no doubt that the other party was very suspicious of him.

Fudge and the Ministry of Magic thought he must know something, and they saw Harry as a breakthrough to solve their current troubles.

Harry didn't see any use in doing so, it was just a waste of time.

No matter how many times he talked about it, he would never be so stupid as to tell the current hiding places of Ivan and Hermione or about DA.

Harry thought it was the same thing tonight, but when he walked into the office, he saw no other Ministry of Magic officials, only Lucius Malfoy was there, he was also a member of the special operations team, and he was most annoyed one of.

Before he could say anything, his eyes darkened and he fainted...

Yes, Harry remembered, he was attacked by Malfoy, but why in the Ministry of Magic?

It's still tied here, what's going on, it's really strange!

Harry had many questions, and the next second, a loud conversation sounded from behind the statue, and he hurriedly closed his eyes.

"It's useless, the boy must be needed!"

"Then bring him over and put his hand on that damned shelf!" It was a woman's voice that sounded a bit hoarse, "Lucius, you said you brought him over?"

"Yes, as the Dark Lord ordered." Lucius' smooth voice sounded, and Harry's heart tightened.

"We must hurry, they will soon find out that Potter is missing!"

"Useless coward, are you afraid?" the woman sneered.

"Facing Dumbledore, no one is not afraid..."

"According to the information we have received, Dumbledore is not in England now. In fact, the main force of the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not there, so we really need to hurry up. Rookwood, as long as Potter passes by, we can take that thing down?" Malfoy He said slowly, "Or must he volunteer?"

"Resources are not needed, and those involved with it can take it off the shelf without suffering and holding back."

Harry had heard the voice before, it was August Rookwood, the Death Eater who had escaped from Azkaban.

All the blood in his body suddenly turned cold, and it became clear that he was kidnapped from the school by Malfoy and a group of Death Eaters. In the office, Malfoy used his position to ask him to go there, and then shot him fall.

They could easily reach the Ministry of Magic through the uncontrolled fireplace.

From what they were saying, these Death Eaters had tied themselves here mainly to ask him to go to a certain shelf and grab something.

Yes, that thing was just behind that door, something Voldemort couldn't wait to need.

What, could it be some terrible weapon?

Chapter 1127 Malfoy's Worries

Harry had known for a long time that Lucius Malfoy was a Death Eater, and had said so on more than one occasion.

Probably only a fool like Fudge didn't believe it, and would send him to Hogwarts.

Doing so was dangerous in itself, but it never occurred to Harry that Malfoy would hijack himself out of the school.

Things like last year happened again, and because of the participation of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore's departure, there was a loophole in the magic of Hogwarts. At least, Barty Crouch Jr. would never be so easy at that time Harry was taken out through the Floo network.

Hogwarts without Dumbledore is not so safe.

Harry's heart was beating fast, his head was in a mess, and although he was in the Ministry of Magic, he didn't know what to do.

What could he do in the face of a dozen or possibly more heavily armed Death Eaters?

Although the wand is still there, I'm afraid it can't do anything.

Fortunately, the other party doesn't seem to intend to hurt him, but to take him to the Department of Mysteries to get some kind of weapon...

Harry closed his eyes tightly and pretended to be unconscious, wanting to hear what they had to say.

In the current situation, counting on others to rescue him seemed to be the only way out. He didn't know how long it had been since he was taken away from Hogwarts, but as long as he persisted, the school and the Order of the Phoenix would definitely find something abnormal.

For example, Ron, when he went to bed, he found that Harry hadn't gone back.

When the time comes, he will go back to Professor McGonagall.

It only takes a few minutes for them to know where they are from that fireplace.

Or, Harry could find a way to make some noise and set off the alarm inside the Ministry of Magic...

The footsteps were getting closer, and Harry tried to keep his breathing steady, so as not to let the other party see his flaws.

"It doesn't matter how much pain that boy suffers, as long as we can get that thing, our speed is too slow now, Rookwood, when will we be able to enter that room?" the woman asked in a hoarse and harsh voice.

"It's not the same as when I was working here. The Department of Mysteries has added a few more complicated magics." Rookwood explained.

"I don't care about that, I just want to know how long it will take to break those damn magic?"

"It takes a long time to break through without being discovered by the Ministry of Magic, but it is very simple to break through directly, and it only takes a few minutes."

"Then just rush in, apparate and leave as soon as you get that thing." The woman said, "Lucius, you should have taken Potter down just now, instead of helping him stay here."

"It's easy to say, Bellatrix, as you heard just now, we still have a few magic spells to solve." Lucius replied softly, "Don't forget, Dumbledore knew we were coming here , He may have left his magic there, and it is easy to have accidents with Potter. In fact, I am a little uneasy now, the operation tonight is really smooth..."

"Coward!" Bellatrix said disdainfully, "The Dark Lord is always predictable, and Dumbledore can't stop him at all."

"True, but it's never a mistake to be cautious," Lucius said.

It's not his style to do it by himself, the risk is very high, he is more used to hiding behind the plot.

Whether he succeeds or not, he can escape unscathed.

Call him cunning or careful, but that's the Malfoy way of life.

But what happened tonight revealed abnormalities everywhere, which made Lucius feel very uncomfortable.

Originally, according to their previous plan, after gradually controlling Hogwarts and deciphering all the defensive magic of the Department of Mysteries, they lured Harry Potter to go there to take down the prophecy ball. They lay in ambush and reaped the benefits .

To achieve this, it will take at least two months to arrange.

But since his return from Norway, Voldemort seemed to be growing impatient.

He seemed reluctant to influence the boy through his dreams, which Voldemort had said he could do.

Malfoy didn't know why he didn't do this. In short, after receiving the information from the house-elf of the Black family, Voldemort couldn't wait to start acting tonight, and he didn't want to wait a day.

He even ordered Lucius directly to take Potter out of Hogwarts at the risk of exposure.

Why is Voldemort in such a hurry?

Also, what is the weird statue that he has been carrying around since the big snake died?

Malfoy was uneasy about both of these things, and there were twists in them that he didn't understand.

He couldn't help but be lost in thought. Compared with 15 years ago, Voldemort has changed a lot now.

It's equally scary, but Lucius clearly feels he's going crazy.

Perhaps because of the impact of this long escape, he became more and more unstable, just like the madman beside him.

Lucius is very familiar with Bellatrix, they have known each other since childhood, but she is also not the familiar woman in his impression. The long-term career in Azkaban has turned her into a terrible monster. Everything that should have disappeared, leaving only the horrible side.

Facing Bellatrix now, if he had a choice, Lucius only wanted to stay as far away from her as possible.

He wants to change the status quo of the magic world and restore the glory of pure blood, but it doesn't mean he is willing to cooperate with a group of dangerous lunatics.

In particular, Ivan Mason's previous warning made Lucius realize that he might have made a huge mistake.

That diary is not simple, it may be...

Malfoy didn't dare say the word, didn't dare let Voldemort know that he already knew the secret.

Based on his understanding of Voldemort, if the other party knew about this, he would definitely not let the Malfoy family go.

Looking at Potter tied to the pillar, Lucius felt that he should think about the future, betray or run away...

None of this is a good solution, but it's better than staying and waiting for destruction.

Or, Lucius still had an illusion in his heart, for the sake of the past, the black magic would forgive his mistakes.

"Harry Potter!" said Bellatrix in a suspicious voice, "is that the boy?"

"That's right!"

"Why isn't he awake yet?"

"He's got a Stunning Charm, I'm going to wake him up now..."

"Let me do it!" Bellatrix raised her wand, "Crucio!"

In the next second, a piercing pain came, and he twitched and gasped in pain, forcing himself not to cry out.

"Baby woke up!" Bellatrix let out a disgusting laugh, she raised her wand to interrupt the magic, looked at Harry who opened his eyes, and said disgustingly in a baby-like voice. Say, "How does it feel, just to give you a little taste!"

"Who are you?" Harry opened his eyes, and in front of him was a row of dark wizards wearing Death Eater hoods.

Beneath the hood, only a dark shadow could be seen.

Harry couldn't tell which was Lucius Malfoy and which was Bellatrix.

They all looked alike, and they were all terrible.

Chapter 1128 Department of Mysteries

"Who are we?" Lestrange laughed harshly again. She took a step forward and pulled off her hood. How can I help you?"

She was not what Harry had seen in the Pensieve, Azkaban made Bellatrix Lestrange sunken cheeks, haggard and bony, but exuberant, feverish, She raised her wand high, her chest heaving violently.

"Bellatrix!" Malfoy warned. "The Dark Lord has commanded Potter to be his prey."

"I know!" She licked her thin lips with the tip of her tongue, "I'll take care of myself."

"We don't have time to torture him here, Dumbledore's men may come over at any time..."

"What are you going to do?" Harry asked, forcing himself to suppress the panic rising inside him.

"We need your help to go down and get something." Malfoy said coldly. He waved his wand, and the rope tied to Harry's body was loosened. "Don't play tricks, Potter, or you will regret it."

"What do you need me to get?" Harry stood up rubbing his wrists, feeling his legs shaking.

It seems that because of disdain, the other party did not confiscate his wand, and he still has a chance.

"You're kidding, Harry Potter," Bellatrix said.

"No, I'm not kidding." Harry glanced at each of the Death Eaters, looking for a weak link, a gap that could allow them to escape, "You want me to go down and get something, but I don't know What is that. If you want me to cooperate, tell me, what is kept in the Department of Mysteries, and what is Voldemort going to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several Death Eaters let out low hisses of dissatisfaction.

"You dare to call him by his first name?" Bellatrix whispered.

"Of course!" said Harry. "He scares you, but I've got no problem saying the name, v..."

"Shut up!" screamed Bellatrix, "how dare you utter his name from your vile mouth, how dare you defile it with your bastard tongue, how dare you..."

"Did you know he was a bastard, too?" Harry said without hesitation, feeling utterly daring. "Voldemort? Of course, his mother was a wizard, but his father was a Muggle. Did he keep telling you Is he purebred?"

"Shut up, Cruciatus!"

Harry dodged to the side subconsciously, and the training worked, he avoided Bellatrix's spell.

Just as he was about to draw out his own wand to fight back, Malfoy's wand stopped firmly in front of his eyes.

"Bellatrix, as I said, we don't have time, and he's the Dark Lord's prey," he said softly, looking at Harry from under his hood. "And you, Potter, don't challenge us again." Bottom line..."

"But he dared, dared..." Bellatrix screamed incoherently, "Dirty bastard!"

"We'll wait until we get the prophecy ball!" Malfoy said.

"Prophecy ball?!" Harry caught the word keenly, "You want me to go down and get a prophecy ball?"

This answer somewhat surprised him. Before that, he always thought it would be a weapon.

"It's kept within the Department of Mysteries," Malfoy replied, pointing his wand at Harry. "Get up and go!"

"What kind of prophecy was that?" Harry asked, trying to sound more composed.