Chapter 564 Prophecy Ball (Modified, Sincere Thanks to Leader Yu Hensi)

Harry, whose brain became clear due to the pain in his face, finally recalled the dream in which Sirius was imprisoned, restrained, and tortured, but he was stupidly obsessed with that curtain...

When Ron let go of his hand, Harry took a few steps back, rubbed his red and swollen cheeks with shame, and glanced in the opposite direction to the door just now, "Thank you... I'm fine. ,continue."

Ron nodded to the others, motioning to follow Harry, and the walls began to spin again, then stopped again. Harry walked to a door at random and pushed it open.

"This is it!" Harry shouted excitedly.

"We have to hurry up." Ron frowned unconsciously. It was too noisy here, and there was a continuous and busy ticking sound everywhere, like thousands of tiny feet walking. Looking around, there are various clocks hanging in the gaps between the bookshelves, or placed on tables as long as the room. The clock faces are shining brightly, and the most dazzling ones are beating as bright as diamonds. The light shines from a tall crystal bell at the end of the room.

Ginny and the other three quickly followed Harry and Ron through the narrow gap between the tables, past the bell jar, and to the only door at the back.

The room behind the door is completely different from the previous room. It is very quiet here. The room as high as a church is filled with tall shelves. On the shelves are many small, dusty glass balls, with small yellowed labels inserted under each glass ball. The candles on both sides of the wall emitted a faint blue light. In the dim passage, Harry and Ron led others through two rows of towering glass balls. Occasionally, a few glass balls flickered as they passed. Soft light…

"Pull 97 is here." Ron stopped and looked at Harry.

Harry seemed a little uncomfortable. He thought that as he got closer, Sirius' shabby figure would appear on the dark floor. "I don't understand... this is the place in my dream, but Sirius is not here." , he might..."

"Harry." Ron's whisper caught Harry's attention. Harry followed Ron's gaze and glanced upwards, and then Ron continued to whisper, "Give me that, and don't touch the other things. "Ron motioned to Harry to take down a dusty glass ball placed there.

Although Harry didn't understand why the other party didn't do it himself, he walked forward obediently. Although the small glass ball in front of him was covered with dust, a faint light came from it. On the shelf below it There was a yellowed label inserted, the date on it was sixteen years ago, and Harry's name was below the date. Harry wrapped his fingers around the dusty but unusually warm glass ball. He took the glass ball off the shelf and handed it over.

Ron gently brushed off the dust on it, picked up the prophecy ball and looked at it for a while. He suddenly motioned for everyone to come closer to him and blocked the others behind him.

The wanton and arrogant woman's laughter broke the silence in the room, and then she said disgustingly in a baby-like voice: "Is that red-haired boy a poor boy from the Weasley family? Give him to me quickly. Be good, little one." baby……"

As the woman appeared, many black figures appeared nearby, blocking the paths on both sides of them; the eyes of these people were shining in the gaps in their hoods, and more than twenty wands with shiny tips were aimed at Harry and his party. .

"Bai has been following you for so long, give it to her quickly." The wizard, wearing the same brass mask with golden vines as the woman, urged with a grin, and an orange-yellow flame spurted out from the wand in his hand. , the flame rose into the air and burned for a moment before extinguishing. "Next time I'll aim for that cute little girl's face."

"If you set it on fire, I will smash it." Ron snorted and raised the glass ball in his hand.

"Boy, hold it tight, if it gets damaged, I'm going to smash your bones one by one." A wizard wearing a black mask with silver patterns slowly threatened Ron. After nodding, he approached the wizard who set the fire and whispered in his ear, "If it is smashed, I'm afraid the master will not let us go."

"Where's Sirius!" Harry yelled at them.

"Where is Sirius!" The woman in the brass mask repeated Harry's roar in a deliberately exaggerated way, and then laughed hysterically as if she was amusing herself.

"Follow me." Ron held up the glass ball and motioned for several others to follow him.

At this time, I heard the female Death Eater scream: "The prophecy ball flies——"

Ron seemed to be well prepared, and directly hit the woman with a magic spell to interrupt her casting. Then Ron turned the tip of the wand, and the woman's crazy eyes stared out from the slits of the mask, and she screamed: " what are you up to?"

Ron slowly pressed his wand against the glass ball, and there was a harsh sound of the glass being scratched. Ron snorted coldly: "Get your people out of the way, otherwise it won't be able to withstand it again."

"Be careful, don't irritate him, if it gets broken -" the wizard wearing a black mask with silver patterns yelled at the witch.

Ron kept his wand pressed against the glass ball. The Death Eaters blocking the passage screamed and were forced to get out of the way. Harry and others raised their wands around him, and they cautiously walked towards the hall. As they retreated, the dark figures of the Death Eaters approached them. They pursued them but did not dare to get close because of the glass ball in Ron's hand.

As they exited the hall, their ears were filled with the sound of a clock ticking, and Harry became even more irritable and anxious amid these sounds. Just as they passed through the narrow gap between the tables, the witch seemed unable to bear it and raised her wand. The wizard in the black-and-silver-patterned mask next to him held her down, "Don't attack, we need the prophecy ball. Let’s talk in an open place.”

"I want to take off the mask, it makes me uncomfortable, Lestrange doesn't need to hide his identity, you are still as timid as when you faced those Bludgers in the game, Lu..." The man in the golden vine mask The witch took off his mask. He was the Death Eater Rudolph Lestrange.

"Don't call me by my name! I don't know if you are wanted! The master needs someone to help him openly!" Lucius, who was wearing a black silver mask, was a little crazy about his companion's behavior.

"It's called the Prophecy Ball. Why are you so eager to get it? Where is Sirius?" Harry realized that UU Reading www.uukanｓhu.net he might have been deceived by Voldemort using dreams as McGonagall said.

Ron shook his head at Harry, "I think many people have tried to tell you that you should distinguish between dreams and reality, Harry. As for the Prophecy Ball, haven't you ever thought about why the Dark Lord wanted to kill the infant? You?"

"Someone made a prophecy about me and Voldemort?" Harry couldn't help but look at the prophecy ball in Ron's hand, "But why did you bring me here to get it?"

"Because except for the Silent Man, only the people involved in the prophecy can get the prophecy ball from the Department of Mysteries. Okay, give it to me now." Lucius walked out of the Time Hall wearing a mask and used his The wand was pointed at them, but unfortunately his slowed down pace obviously hindered the other Death Eaters from going out, and many of them were blocked in the Time Hall.

"Come and get it if you want it." Ron challenged them and actually led everyone back to the death hall with a curtain. The Death Eaters who had already entered the hall looked a little hesitant when they looked at the death chamber. However, the entrance and exit were blocked instantly. The Lestranges and Lucius took the lead and led several people to rush in.

Then the curses coming from outside the door attracted their attention. Through the open door, they could see six Aurors in H94 uniforms holding their wands high and engaging in a stalemate with the Death Eaters who fell behind.

"It's a guard on duty. It doesn't matter. There are more than ten patrols every night. The response speed is better than before I was imprisoned, but it's still useless. It took so long to find us. A few people went over to help. Let's hurry up and wait. After dealing with these children, set them on fire together." Rudolfs turned his head and glanced, then continued to focus on Ron and his group who were still holding the prophecy ball.