"Harry, remember that door you've been dreaming about?"

In the quiet environment, Godric suddenly spoke. He looked at Harry and asked a question.

"Door?" Harry looked over blankly and replied instinctively. "Remember, but mention that door, why?" Shouldn't they be thinking about how to leave the Ministry of Magic that might have become a trap now?Harry didn't understand why Godric suddenly mentioned something at this moment.

"Let's go have a look."

Everyone looked at Godric.

"Now that you've come, it's okay to go and see what Voldemort has always wanted, right?"

"But..." Hermione seemed to have calmed down, she looked at Godric. "Shouldn't we find a way to get out of danger?"

"Sirius and the others all know about it, and they also understand that this is a trap set by Voldemort, targeting Harry, so what will they do next?" Godric asked, tilting his head, looking at the crowd.

"Come to see us, of course!" Harry replied, and suddenly realized. "We don't need to leave here, in fact, we just need to wait for Sirius and the others to come over, don't we?"

Hermione frowned, not approving the idea: "We should find a safe place now and hide!"

Godric shook his head and said, "Have you ever wondered why Voldemort tricked Harry into coming to the Ministry of Magic?"

Ron replied as a matter of course: "Of course it is because Harry is the savior and the thorn in the side of the mysterious man. He wanted to kill Harry, so he led Harry to the Ministry of Magic."

"Why the Ministry of Magic?" Godric asked again.

Ginny frowned, looked at Harry, then at Godric, and said, "Because the Ministry of Magic has what he wants."

Hermione thought of something, and said, "He hasn't got what he wanted, could it be because Harry can only get that thing?"

Rowena was relieved to see Hermione find the exact answer, and she added: "That's right, before he controlled one of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, Sturgis Podmer, he was originally on duty at the Ministry of Magic, responsible for Staring at the Department of Mysteries, I've heard my father talk to Mr Moody about him."

Rowena continued: "He borrowed one of Mr. Moody's invisibility cloaks, and then there was news that he was caught near the Department of Mysteries. Dad said he was unlucky, and Phoenix He was sent to Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic before the Society could prepare."

She watched everyone's reactions, and continued, "The thing Voldemort wanted must be in the Department of Mysteries, and his father was injured there."

Harry couldn't help but look behind him, and then swallowed, "Are we going there to find what Voldemort wants?"

He looked at Rowena suspiciously: "But we don't know what that is."

Rowena and Godric looked at each other, and Godric said, "I can probably guess what it is."

The others looked over in shock.

"Prophecy," Godric explained. "I heard from Sirius that once during a chat, he accidentally slipped the tongue."

Harry's heart was beating violently, and he heard his own voice so urgently: "What prophecy?"

Godric replied: "It's about you and Voldemort. That prophecy seems to say something between you and Voldemort. Voldemort also wanted to kill you because of that prophecy."

He stopped here, looking at Harry with a hint of pity in his eyes.

Harry heard the beating of his own heart, and he felt that he was going crazy at this moment, and the pain on his forehead was nothing compared to the ominous premonition rising in his heart at this moment.

"Sirius said that it was because of that prophecy that the Potters died at the hands of Voldemort. Harry, that prophecy may contain a solution to Voldemort. We don't know. Sirius himself said that he didn't know The content of the prophecy."

Salazar suddenly interrupted at this time, he looked at Harry, and said calmly: "Albus knows, he knows the content of that prophecy, but obviously, he won't tell you."

Harry was silent for a long time, and finally said in a hoarse voice, extremely firm: "I want to find that prophecy, I want to know why my parents must die!"

Godric sighed, and said in a low voice: "That may be cruel, Harry, the truth is sometimes very cruel, and we will not be able to bear it later."

"I don't care!" Harry interrupted Godric loudly. "I want to know the truth! All the truth!"

Rowena said softly, "Then we can only go to the so-called Department of Mysteries."

Harry led everyone to the door. In the past, in his dreams, he could not wait to open the door and walk in. But now standing in front of the door, Harry felt the blood in his whole body was flowing backwards. He is in fear, the truth behind the door of fear.

Rowena was at the end of the crowd, and she said to George and Fred, "Are there any alarm props, set them up at the door!"

George and Fred rummaged through it and took out the props Rowena requested.

"Then is there something that can be controlled remotely, which can play a role when we hear the alarm, even if it can't hurt the opponent, it can trap them."

This requirement sounds a bit difficult, George and Fred tried hard to recall a wave, and made sure that there was no such function in their props.

When Rowena heard this, she rolled her eyes at the two of them, and said, "When you are asked to do something, you can't do it!"

Over there, Harry still summoned up the courage to open the door. He turned to look at the crowd, and made a final persuasion: "This is actually just my own business. You should have time to leave now..."

Ginny took a step forward, and looked at Harry without showing any weakness: "Don't even think about it! I won't leave you at this time!"

Ron looked at Ginny and then at Harry, clutching his heart, a little shaky.

Rowena stepped forward and pushed Harry away.

"Don't waste time, let's go in and find something!"

When everyone entered, the door behind them was suddenly closed, and their vision was dim.

Everyone turned their heads to look behind them, and Salazar looked at everyone innocently.

"Close the door casually, what's wrong?"

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