Magical Studies at Hogwarts

With Luna's help, Harry and others climbed onto a Thestral.Grasping the mane tightly, the Thestral spread its huge fleshy wings and flew towards London.

The Yeqi was very fast and very light when it landed. Except for Luna who rolled over and jumped down gracefully, everyone else basically rolled to the ground.

"Where should we go?"

The place we landed was a small alley in London. It was very late, the street lights were not bright, and it was a bit dim.Harry identified the direction, pointed to the shabby phone booth in the alley and said, "That's it!"

The experience of being interrogated during the summer vacation taught him how to enter the Ministry of Magic. He opened the door of the phone booth with ease and greeted everyone to come in quickly.

After everyone came in and closed the door, Harry took the phone directly and dialed [-] on the dial. Then he heard an indifferent girl ringing on the receiver.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and your business."

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, Luna Lovegood!" Harry quickly called everyone's names. The name was said once, "We are here to save people!"

"Thank you." The indifferent girl continued, "Guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

Six badges fell out from where the coins were returned, and Harry quickly distributed them to everyone and pinned them to his chest.

"Guests of the Ministry of Magic, you will need to be checked and have your wand registered at the security desk. The security desk is located at the end of the main hall."

"Yes, I know!" Harry shouted anxiously, just now his scar started to hurt violently again, and he became more and more worried about Sirius.

The phone booth trembled violently, and then dropped rapidly. The strong sense of weightlessness made everyone unable to stabilize their bodies, and they rolled into a ball.

"Ding!"

The door opened, and several people rolled out in embarrassment. What they saw was the huge golden fountain in the main hall, but there was no one else.

"Something's wrong! Let's hurry up!" Harry pulled out his wand and ran towards the elevator first.The others followed closely behind, holding wands in hand, and got into the elevator.

After everyone came in, Harry quickly tapped the ninth button, and the elevator quickly descended.This time it was a little slower, but not much slower. Not long after, an indifferent girl said "Department of Mysteries", and the next second the fence door creaked open.

After getting out of the elevator, in front of me was the black corridor that had appeared many times in my dreams.Hope was right in front of him. Harry couldn't wait any longer and ran inside immediately.The others had no choice but to follow.

"Which door should we enter?" Pushing open the ordinary black door and standing in the circular black hall, everyone was stunned when facing the twelve rotating black doors without any markings. .

"What's going on?" Ron whispered, quietly moving closer to Harry.

"Probably so that we don't know which door we came in through." Ginny replied softly, holding her wand tightly.

"What now?" Ron asked again.

Harry shook his head when he heard this and said, "We can only try one by one. I know what that room looks like. As long as we find it..."

With that said, Harry opened a black door on the right.

The first room was empty, with only a few tables, and in the middle was a huge glass water tank with several strange pearl-white things swimming lazily in it.

"what is that?"

"do not know."

"Shiver maggots! Dad said the Ministry of Magic is cultivating..."

"No, it's the brain."

"Something's wrong, we should get out of here."

"Wait a minute..." Hermione stopped her when Harry left and Luna was about to close the door.

She held her wand, drew a red X in the air toward the door, and whispered, "The mark appears!"

The door was closed and rotated again, but the red mark was still imprinted on the door.

"Good idea!" Harry gave a thumbs up and then pushed open a door again.

Their luck didn't seem to be very good. After searching for more than half of the time, they still couldn't find the place in Harry's dream, and they couldn't help but feel a little anxious.But there is no other way. We can only try one by one. The stupid method will always be found.

After Hermione marked eight doors, Harry opened the ninth one without hesitation.What comes into view are rows of tall shelves filled with crystal balls, some dim and some glowing with an erratic green light.

"It's right here!" Harry was very excited, "In row 90 of No. [-], he's right there!"

He ran towards the inside of the room, looked through the rows, and soon found the seventh row of No. 90, but there was no difference from other places, there was nothing.

"No, it's impossible..." Harry collapsed a little. He ran back and forth several times, but still found nothing, "He should be here! I saw it!"

"Um...Harry, you should take a look at this..." Neville grabbed Harry, who was spinning around like a headless fly, pointed at a crystal ball on the shelf and said, "That has your name on it. "

"What?" Harry looked over irritably. When he saw the words on the label clearly, he was stunned again. His and Voldemort's names were both on it.

As if driven by a mysterious force, Harry walked to the crystal ball and slowly stretched out his hand.There is an inexplicable voice whispering in my heart, repeating it constantly...

"Get it...yes...get it..."

Finally, his hand grabbed the crystal ball. The green light above suddenly became a little brighter, and the erratic clouds inside became more active.

"Very good, Potter..." a deep voice sounded, "Now, turn around slowly and give it to me..."

Everyone's bodies froze, especially Harry's.He turned around and found that many people in black cloaks had appeared around him, blocking the roads on both sides.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, and Harry recognized the person who had just spoken.

"Malfoy!"

Lucius sneered and raised his hand to lift the hood. His light blond hair fell softly on his shoulders, and his cold gray-blue eyes looked directly at Harry.

"Give it to me, Potter!" he drawled, holding out his palm.

Harry clutched the crystal ball tightly, looked warily at the men in black surrounding him, and asked, "Where is Sirius?"

"Hahaha……"

Several Death Eaters laughed, and one female voice stood out.

"The Dark Lord is really clever!"

"I want to know where Sirius is!" Harry said.

"I want to know where Sirius is!" the female voice repeated in a funny tone, causing the Death Eaters to laugh again.

While the Death Eaters were laughing, Harry, Hermione and others gathered back to back. He whispered: "Don't do anything, for now..."

"Oh! He is giving orders to other children! It seems he wants to fight us!" the woman said loudly in a funny voice.

"Bellatrix, this is Potter, full of personal heroism..." Lucius said, then put away the smile on his face and said coldly to Harry, "Give me the prophecy ball. , Potter, don’t make me say it again!”

"Impossible!" Harry refused directly, "Is this a prophecy ball? Is it important to you?"

"I don't want to talk anymore, bring it!" Lucius said impatiently.

"Tell me where Sirius is!" Harry shouted at Lucius without flinching, clutching the prophecy ball tightly.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Lucius." Bella couldn't wait any longer. She pointed her wand at Harry and shouted, "The prophecy ball flies..."

Harry was well prepared, raised his wand in front of him, and shouted: "Armor for protection!" Just in time, the prophecy ball did not fly out of his fingertips.

"It's not bad, Potter, then..." Bella's eyes gradually became crazy, and her face became ferocious, which made Harry and others even more nervous, and the palms holding the wand became sweaty unknowingly.

"Crack, crack, crack..."

Suddenly, there was a burst of applause, and the group of surrounding Death Eaters immediately moved and moved out of the way. Even Lucius and Bella stood on both sides.

A tall man wearing a black hood walked over slowly, clapping his hands rhythmically.

"As expected of you, Harry..." A familiar voice sounded. Before Harry could remember who did it, Hermione suddenly pulled him and walked in front of the man in two or three steps. Raising your hand is a slap.

"Is this how we greet each other after a long separation?" Hermione's raised hand was directly grabbed by the man, and she raised her other hand, but it was also caught.

While Harry was still wondering who the person who gave him a familiar feeling was, Ron suddenly yelled.

"It's you! It's you!"

"Ike Strider!"