94 hp Diagon Alley

replied Harry, moving his foot while talking to them. Then he felt someone's toes and stepped on them. There was a high-pitched gasp behind him, and he heard that he had stepped on Hermione. feet.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked quietly.

"Dumbledore never told you that the reason for your scar is hidden in the Department of Mysteries?" Malfoy sneered.

"I - what?" said Harry, asking for a moment that he had completely forgotten his plan. "What happened to my scar?"

"What's the matter?" Hermione whispered again behind her back, her tone was more urgent than before.The other back-to-back students also pricked up their ears.

"How's that possible?" said Lucius Malfoy maliciously; several Death Eaters laughed again, and Harry moved his lips as little as he could under the cover of the laughter, and through his teeth Squeezing out a voice to Hermione, "Smash the shelves—"

"Dumbledore never told you?" Malfoy repeated. "Then that would explain why you didn't come here sooner, Potter, and the Dark Lord wonders why—"

"—when I say go—" Harry continued in his mosquito-like voice, and Hermione poked the others with a hand behind her back.

"—why didn't you come running when he told you in the dream where it was hiding. He thought instinctive curiosity would make you yearn for accurate information..."

"Really?" said Harry.Behind him, Hermione felt rather than heard Hermione passing his words on to the others.He had to find a way to keep the conversation going and distract the Death Eaters. "So he wants me to get that orb, right? Why?"

"Why?" said Malfoy happily, "because only the man mentioned in the prophecy, Potter, has the right to get it from the Department of Mysteries, which the Dark Lord found out when he used someone else to steal the prophecy orb for him. .”

"Then why did he want to steal the divination about me?"

"It's about the two of you, Potter, it's about the two of you... Has it never occurred to you why the Dark Lord tried to kill you when you were a baby?"

Gwen felt more and more wrong. It was a group of Death Eaters—a group of heinous Death Eaters.Unless they had a habit of giving speeches before doing something bad, Gwen would think old Malfoy was playing for time.But what good does it do him?

Through the hole in Malfoy's hood, Harry stared into his looming gray eyes.Is this prophecy the reason Harry's parents died?Is that why he wears his lightning-shaped scar?Are the answers to all of these held in your own hands? "Someone made the same prophecy for me and for Voldemort?" he said softly, staring intently at Lucius Malfoy, clutching the warm glass ball tightly in his hand.It's barely bigger than a Snitch, and it's still dusty. "He asked me to fetch this prophecy ball for him? Why doesn't he fetch it himself?"

"He's coming to get it himself?" Bellatrix screamed with a maniacal laugh. "The Return of the Dark Lord has been completely ignored, and he's going to walk into the Ministry of Magic at a time like this? Now they're pushing the charges away." Come on you, still wasting time looking for Dumbledore, the Dark Lord will expose himself to the Aurors?"

"So he sent you guys to do this dirty work for him, didn't he?" said Harry, "like he wanted Sturgis to steal the prophecy ball - and Bird?"

"That's true, Potter, that's true…" Malfoy said slowly, "but the Dark Lord knows you're not stupid enough to—"

"Go!" Harry yelled.

Six different voices yelled behind him: "Bones shattered!" The spell flew in six different directions, the oncoming shelf exploded after being hit, the towering shelf shook, hundreds of glass balls shattered, pearls White figures floated in the air, their voices echoing through the never-before-seen torrential rain of broken glass and wood chips on the floor—"Run!" Harry yelled, the shelves crumbling, more The glass balls started to fall from above.He grabbed Hermione's robes and dragged them forward, his other arm covering his head, as chunks of broken shelves and tiny shards of glass rumbled down on them.

A Death Eater darted forward through the dust cloud, and Harry elbowed him hard into his masked face; the cries of pain, the crash of shelves collapsing and crackling, the sounds released from the glass sphere. The staccato voices of the prophets echoed oddly.

Ron, Ginny, and Luna sprinted past him, their arms over their heads, and Gwen yelled an Armor Charm at the top of their heads; his face, but Harry just jerked his head down and rushed forward; suddenly a hand grabbed his shoulder, and he heard Hermione yell, "Damn!" Released immediately - they were at the other end of row 97; Harry turned to the right and began to run at full speed; he could hear footsteps behind him and Hermione urging Neville; directly ahead, a door The door was ajar, that's where they came in, and Harry could see the glint of light in the bell; Clutched intact in his hand - "Quickly imprison!" Hermione muttered out of breath, and the door closed with a strange creaking sound.

"Where are they—where are they?" Harry asked breathlessly.

He thought Gwen, Ron, Luna, and Ginny were running ahead of them and would be waiting for them in this room, but there was no one here.

"They must be going the wrong way!" whispered Hermione with a look of panic on her face.

"Listen!" Neville whispered.

The sound of footsteps and loud shouts came from behind the newly closed door, and Harry pressed his ear to the door, hearing Malflusius yelling, "Leave Knott alone, leave him alone, I say— To the Dark Lord, his injury is nothing compared to the loss of the orb. Gargson, come back here, we need to organize! Team up and search in pairs, remember, after getting the orb Don't be rude to Bo before, everyone else can be killed if you want - Bellatrix, Rudolph, you go to the left; Crabbe, Rabstein, go to the right - Gargson, Do Lokhov, go to the front door—McNeill, and Avery here—Rookwood, go over there—Mulciber, come with me!"

"What should we do?" Hermione asked Harry, shaking all over.

"Well, we can't just stay here and wait for them to find us," said Harry. "First, get out of this door."

Passing as lightly as they could past the shimmering bell-glass in which the tiny eggs hatched the birds, they ran to the other end of the room where the door opened into the circular hall.When they were almost there, Harry heard something huge and heavy banging against the door that Hermione had just charmed shut.

"Get out of the way!" A voice yelled violently, "Alahoo hole!"

The door flung open, and Harry, Hermione, and Neville ducked under the table.They could see the hems of the robes of the two Death Eaters getting closer on the floor, and they were walking quickly.

"They may have run straight into the hall," said the gruff voice.

"Check under the table," said another.

Harry saw their knees buckle, and he stuck his wand under the table and yelled, "Swoon!"

A red light hit the nearest Death Eater, who fell backwards into a grandfather clock, knocking it over; but the other Death Eater jumped aside to dodge Harry's spell, and he used He pointed his wand at Hermione who was crawling out from under the table in order to get a better aim.

"Avada—"

Harry jumped across the floor, throwing his whole body around his knees, knocking him over, his wand missing.In a hurry to help, Neville knocked over the table; frantically, he pointed his wand at the two wrestling people and shouted, "Disarm!"

Harry's and the Death Eater's wands were out of their hands in an instant, and they flew towards the back entrance to the Hall of Prophecy; they both jumped up and chased their wands, the Death Eater first and Harry behind.Neville froze behind, obviously stunned by what he had just done.

"Get out of the way, Harry!" Neville yelled again, obviously trying to make up for his mistakes.

Harry stepped aside quickly as he took aim and mouthed the spell again.

"Passed out!"

The red light passed over the Death Eater's shoulder and hit a closet with a glass front door on a wall covered with various hourglasses.The closet fell to the floor, shattered, glass flew everywhere, then bounced back to the wall, intact, then fell again, shattered - the Death Eater's wand lying on the gleaming On the floor next to the bell jar, he snatched it up.When he turned, Harry crouched quickly behind another table; his visor slid down over his eyes.So he tore off the mask with his free hand, yelling, "Dizzy—"

"Damn!" Hermione yelled at the top of her lungs after she had caught up with them.A red light struck the Death Eater's chest: he froze, arms still raised, wand clicked.