HP black wizard in the United States comics

The hall was dark and gloomy, without lights or stars.

At first glance, it looks like a deserted building, but after all, it is still 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

Especially in a place like the British Ministry of Magic.

There are not many wizards in England, and the matters handled by the Ministry of Magic are not complicated or extensive. They basically get off work at four in the afternoon.

But in a government agency like this, basic defensive measures are still in place.

Lanier walked carefully. After all, he was not Harry Potter, and there were no Death Eaters to clear away all the defensive magic for him in advance.

He slightly missed the magic trap marked on the map, and then fell into a special magical illusion.

For a moment, the world suddenly turned upside down in his eyes. He was standing on the ceiling, with the marble-paved hall of the Ministry of Magic at his feet.An invisible feeling of weightlessness enveloped him, and his whole body felt like he was falling.

But Lanier raised his head indifferently and looked directly at the inverted time and space.Then he did nothing but took a slight step.

A crackling sound was heard, and the illusion disappeared in the next moment.

Lanier's face was expressionless, like this low-grade illusion magic.The original intention is to make the trapped person scream in fear, thus alerting the guards.

But the moment he fell into the illusion, some people were still alarmed.

Lanier calmly cast a disguise spell on himself.Then he leaned against the wall gently and fell into the environment. After a few minutes.The sound of leather shoes hitting the ground came from the corridor.Several guards formed a triangle and slowly entered the hall.

The three guards stepped into the hall little by little with their wands in hand.

They stand on three points, constantly changing their body shapes. Scan the entire hall 360 degrees to ensure that there is no blind spot beyond their sight.

But they found nothing.After a while of patrolling.They lowered their wands and tucked them into their sleeves.Then he frowned and began to check the various defensive magics hitting his body.

Behind them, an illusory shadow followed the route they came from and walked into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

The Ministry of Magic does not have many employees, but the square footage of this department is quite large.

I don’t know what purpose they have for such a large building. It’s probably the result of the bureaucracy.

Lanier took advantage of the protection of the Disillusionment Curse.In the long corridor, go in and out from the left and right, and keep sneaking along the long winding path that spreads like a maze.

A group of Aurors came along the long road with neat steps. Lanier gently staggered them and headed in the direction they came from.

About five minutes later, he saw a lift at the end of the long road.

The entire elevator, with brown rust all over it, looks like an elevator from the early 19th century.

But this thing was much more powerful than an elevator. Lanier gently opened the door, at least trying to open it gently, but despite this, a loud noise was still made in the quiet corridor.

After all, that lift has been rusting for many years.

However, the patrol team had just passed by, and the loud noise did not attract anyone.Lanier squeezed into the elevator gently and started it secretly.

The rusty machine was activated, but it didn't move vertically up and down like an elevator.

Instead, it moves in all directions.And it's extremely fast.Like a roller coaster used by mere mortals.

And Lanier did feel like he was on a roller coaster.The elevator is constantly shaking violently up and down.Shake him so hard that he feels dizzy.If he hadn't grasped the pole tightly, he might have been thrown out.

First it was the underground railway track of Gringotts, and now it is the elevator of the Ministry of Magic. Do wizards like riding roller coasters so much? Can't they use it with something stable and stable? Lanier complained in his heart.

But this thing is really fast.It didn't take long.He had already descended at least about a kilometer, which was his guess, because he was not sure, and he also advanced about 500 meters to the left and right, maybe.

The rusty door creaked loudly.

A mechanical female voice came from above.

"Arrived at the Department of Mysteries."

No lights, no lighting.Outside the gate is a dark hole.It seems like a bottomless pit.

Or maybe it's like the mouth of a giant beast that chooses people to devour.

Lanier stepped out of the elevator, his leather boots making a thumping sound on the ground.

In the quiet and deep sealed space, these clear sounds spread far, far away.

Lanier removed the Disillusionment Curse.Just then, a wand waved slightly and attached an armor spell to himself.

Translucent armor emerged and covered Lanier's body.He suddenly strides forward, then gradually develops into a trot, and the trot becomes a trot.

Finally he sprinted into the Department of Mysteries.

The air roared, and the alchemy spell engraved on the wall spawned countless wind blades.The wind blade hissed, ripping apart the magic spell on Lanier's body fiercely.

Lanier didn't stop.With the defensive spell on his body, he passed through the magic trap in one breath and rushed directly to the front hall of the Department of Mysteries.