Chapter 1066 Here We Come

"Prophecy Hall, a crystal ball in row 97..."

Harry murmured to himself. It wasn't until he actually stood here that Harry truly felt what he was going to do.

Now, he is helping Voldemort take down the prophecy about them...

Before this, Harry could hardly imagine what he would do. In order to survive, he would take the initiative to threaten several lunatics, and then help his enemies get a key item.

…

This is really crazy, but there seems to be no other way at the moment. He can only do this. Dumbledore is not in the UK, and the main force of the Order of the Phoenix...

"What are you thinking about, Potter?" Bellatrix smiled sinisterly and asked Harry in an almost weird tone, "It's stumping. Do you think anyone else can jump out of here? Save you?"

"Dumbledore...Velin...is still my poor cousin..." Bellatrix laughed, her voice extremely harsh.

"You are really pitiful." Harry said unceremoniously, "Madman..."

"You will feel it soon." Bellatrix clasped Harry's cheek with one hand from her chin, her pale nails almost digging into the flesh of Harry's face.

Bellatrix seemed satisfied with Harry's current appearance, and used her other hand to lift the hair from Harry's forehead, exposing the scar to all of them.

"Soon, you will be able to realize the gift this scar brings to you, Potter."

With that said, with a fierce shake of her hand, Bellatrix straightened up.

"Satisfied? I have to remind you again, this is the prey of the Dark Lord." Lucius frowned. I don't know why, but there is always an uneasy feeling here.

"You don't need to remind me, Lucius, I will naturally leave Potter to the Dark Lord." Bellatrix said nonchalantly, "But before that, I think Potter should be happy to chat with me. Let’s talk…”

"Let's do it, we don't have much time." Lucius said with a frown, and then walked forward.

But before they could take two steps forward, an unharmonious light stretched their shadows indefinitely...

"Who's behind?" Lucius turned back warily. The two dark figures looked a little blurry through the light of the Time Hall.

"Kara, and Goyle, you two found what the Dark Lord wanted?" Lucius felt very strange, they had just left not long ago.

"No..." No one could see the answerer's expression under the mask, "The magic we encountered, the time magic, almost killed us inside."

Harry's last hope was shattered. The person who came...

"Magic, I don't remember where there is any magic. How can there be offensive magic in the Time Hall..." Lukewood asked in disbelief.

"This magic is very bad." Carat's voice sounded, "Goyle's hand has... Anyway, you can see for yourselves."

As they spoke, the two men walked forward with lingering fears, their bodies trembling as if they were frightened by the magic.

"Wait a minute..." Lucius said suddenly, "Why didn't you close the door?"

"I forgot."

"Take off your hoods," Lucius said. "Prove yourself to me."

"What are you doing, Lucius, they two are about to give us..."

"I say, take off your hoods, Clara, and Goyle, and do as I say..."

Bellatrix seemed a little impatient. She didn't have the same patience as Lucius.

He took a step forward and immediately took off the masks of Carat and Goyle.

"It's just the two of them...Lucius, you are too careful..." Bella said with a sly smile, "Who else do you think you are?"

"Okay..." Lucius rubbed his temples with a headache, "I'm a little nervous, tell me, Cara, Goyle's hand..."

"You'd better come and see for yourself," Clara said, lifting Goyle's arm.

Lucius paused, glanced at Goyle who bowed his head and said nothing, took out his wand, and used it to lift Goyle's sleeves.

"Nothing has changed..." Lucius frowned and looked at Goyle's clenched fist.

"What do you have in your hand?"

"that is……"

Gore let go of his hand, and a black object fell to the ground with a bang. Then, a stench accompanied by black mist enveloped everyone.

Harry felt as if he had fallen into the toilet, and everything was filled with the smell of shit...

"Wait..." Harry's eyes lit up. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm and dragged him out. Harry was dragged out almost without any resistance.

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"How does it taste, Dear Mr. Malfoy." A familiar voice came from Harry's side in an instant, which made Harry a little overjoyed.

"I think the dung bomb tastes pretty good. Fred and George asked me to treat you well. As always, you should enjoy it, right?"

The black mist was swept away by the strong wind in an instant, and then, the figures of all the Death Eaters were revealed.

"As usual, you didn't like our welcome ceremony. It's rude to us, but what about the next step?"

"Fan Lin Al?" Malfoy looked at the figure at the door in disbelief.

The next second, white light fell on the floor behind Vanlin.

Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Alastor Moody, Nymphadora Tonks, Emmeline Vance, Kingsley Shacklebolt, Arthur Weasley...

One after another, familiar faces appeared behind Harry, like a flag. In an instant, Harry found his own sense of security.

It must be Hermione. Hermione contacted Sirius and the others, or...

Well, Harry definitely couldn't remember Severus Snape. In fact, the professor had to stay in Hogwarts to contain the woman named Taffel, but these were all irrelevant.

"Vanlin!" Harry shouted in surprise. It was Vanlin who pulled him out of the encirclement of the Death Eaters just now. This made him so happy that he went crazy.

It was very similar to that night, but this time it was no longer just the two of them. Here, the members of the Order of the Phoenix were no less than the Death Eaters.

"We're not too late, are we, Harry?" Fanlin laughed, and it seemed that all of Harry's anxiety was instantly dispelled. (To be continued)