Forget

Forget it all.

Forget it all.

no.no!

Harry stood up.He was almost in a panic.He didn't know where he bumped into and stumbled, but he couldn't care less.He didn't even think about lowering his head to take a look. There was only one thought in his mind, he wanted to pass, he wanted to pass!

Harry wished he could go to that bad boy immediately, and grab him tightly so that he could never escape again.Let him make it clear which of his words, all of them, are true and which are false.

——Why do you always get tricked by him?

Harry felt a cloud of mist forming on the lenses of his glasses.He can't see anything anymore.He wanted to reach out to wipe the mirror, but he didn't want to stop.Suddenly there was a surge of pain in his knee, and he seemed to have hit the table.He heard the sundries piled up on the corner of the table fall down, making a rattling sound.

He rubbed his glasses indiscriminately, and finally seemed to be able to see a little more clearly, but it was really not clear enough.It is said that when one of the senses is restricted, the other senses become stronger. Harry didn't have time to review these theories, he just felt that the knee that had just been knocked down seemed to be screaming and screaming, showing its existence.

But Harry couldn't care less, he rushed straight towards the door.

"Merlin! What are you doing?" Hermione held a stack of documents in her hand, opened the door and was about to walk in, when suddenly she was hit by an unknown object.She was about to throw a tantrum when she took a closer look and it turned out to be Harry, who looked distraught and didn't know what happened.She hastened to help. "Harry? Harry? What's wrong with you? Where are you going?"

"The Wizengamot..." Harry's consciousness was still hazy.But he could still hear a voice that seemed to be asking him something. "I'm going to find him...he lied to me..."

"Where can you go now?!" Hermione panicked, pushed Harry back hard, closed the door behind her, walked over and squatted in front of Harry, and waved her hand in front of him. "Harry? Harry! You wake up! Do you know who I am?"

Hermione's strength just now is really not small. Harry staggered two steps backward, hitting the back of his head directly on the floor.He couldn't help but let out a low exclamation.But thanks to this moment, he felt that his consciousness gradually cleared up.He stretched out his hand to wipe the glasses clean, only to see clearly that the person in front of him was Hermione.

"You're here." Harry let out a long breath.He just remembered that Hermione seemed to have said that she would come over today to deliver a resolution.

"You really don't need me to take you to St. Mungo's? You were too scary just now." Hermione stretched out her hand, trying to pull him up. "Where did you say you were going?"

"The Wizengamot..." Harry took her hand.He had just uttered the last syllable, and as if he suddenly remembered something, he stood up straight with his hands, but almost dragged Hermione down. Harry's tone suddenly became urgent. "Yes! I'm going to the Wizengamot! Forget it all! He lied! He must be hiding something else! I don't know what he's up to...I must find him!"

"Hey, wait!" Hermione rubbed his arm, which was almost pulled out of its dislocation, and hurriedly shouted to Harry, who was about to run out in a hurry.She didn't understand what the incoherent Harry was trying to say.But if it was going to the Wizengamot, there was probably no other reason. "Did you not receive the newspaper just now?"

"Hermione, I really don't have time to read the newspaper..." Harry pressed his hand on the doorknob, intending to prevaricate and go out.

"It's useless for you to go, the trial is over long ago, and there is no one in the Wizengamot now." Hermione said like a cannonball, then turned around and looked around, her eyes fell on the pile of people on the floor. above the debris.Those were the things Harry had just knocked off, with a newspaper under them.Hermione picked up the newspaper, looked at it, and held it under Harry's eyes. "The just-published supplement, the trial results. Look."

Hermione's words seemed to cast a petrifying spell on Harry.He was almost panicking again.

——The trial is over?

——That person must still insist on those lies in court...

——Then, the result of the trial...

Harry didn't dare to continue thinking about it.He wasn't sure if he had the courage to take the newspaper and read the results.

——It's ridiculous, there are still things in this world that the bravest Gryffindor dare not do.

"It's not a death sentence." Hermione seemed to see through his little thoughts.She paused, but didn't know how to continue. "He's just been locked up in a prison...just..." Hermione thought and thought, and finally didn't know what to say, "you'd better see for yourself."

Not the death penalty?

Harry's sinking heart suddenly jumped a little.

Is locked in a prison... so as long as you know which prison it is...

Harry's eyes froze.

This newspaper was originally just a supplement, and the layout was not very large. Harry didn't have to look for it at all, all he had to do was look up and see the huge headline on the front page.

"Dispel?" Harry murmured.He immediately looked at Hermione in disbelief. "They locked him up in Dispel?!"

Hermione nodded vaguely.She felt a little dizzy.She didn't know how much Harry knew about Dispel, and she didn't dare to answer rashly.

But Harry actually laughed.He quickly skimmed through the report, asking, seemingly inadvertently, "What did he bring?"

"I don't know..." Hermione really didn't know.She neither read the report carefully nor was she at the trial.But she felt that the numbness of the scalp was getting worse.The bad feeling simmering in the bottom of my heart suddenly rose.She clearly knew that since Harry could ask this sentence, it meant that Harry knew where it was.

Hermione wanted to clear her throat, but she didn't dare to make a sound.She didn't know what Harry was going to do next, and she had no clue.She just subconsciously felt that something was wrong.She could only watch Harry's every move closely, and she was so nervous that she even took her breath lightly.

In the depths of the sea, there are many mysterious islands hidden.Dispel is one of them.It's just that this small island whose owner looks like a girl's name is not only an island, but also a prison.

A special prison.

Its name is not written in the current books.So people are more familiar with the other two horrible prisons than they are with this one.

Its name is written in other books.Those who roared, screamed, and struggled were covered in black mist and needed to be bound with special straps.

Those were kept in books about the dark arts in the first section.

Legend has it that in the depths of the sea, there lives a mysterious race.Creatures of that race, all of girlish face and stature, would appear on the decks of Trek at night, luring the bewildered crew on a strange course that, once set, was never seen again. way back.Those creatures would create monstrous waves that would trap the crew forever in the depths of the sea, leaving them alone to die.

The name of those creatures is Dispel.

And this prison called Dispel is also such a prison where there is no return.This small island usually looks no different from ordinary islands, but as long as someone sets foot on this small island, the mysterious and powerful magic power will sweep the entire island together like the legendary monstrous waves. surrounded.People inside can't get out, and people outside can't get in.Even, until the island became an empty island again, almost no one could find traces of the island again.

Anyone who is exiled to Dispel Island will be allowed to carry one item.From the moment I set foot on this island, I had to resign myself to all the circumstances that followed.

This prison has been abandoned for a long time.No one knows why it was suddenly brought up again this time.Perhaps people think that the simple death penalty is too easy, and Azkaban can't trap such vicious Death Eaters.Who knows.

Who knows.

Harry put his hand back on the doorknob.

"Harry! You can't find the island!" Hermione's voice rose.She panicked.She didn't know whether Harry could find that person in this way, and she didn't know how sure he was that he could avert danger.She didn't know whether she should stop it or not.She couldn't figure it out. "He has already landed on the island. Now, no one knows where the island has gone... Besides, even if you find it, how can you break through those magic barriers?"

"If you don't eat, you can last about three days. I have three days to find him. If I can't bring him back..." Harry paused. "The letter of resignation is in the cabinet, please deliver it for me."

"I only have three days. Or less." Harry said in a low voice. "The item he brought is Hell Potion."