Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“How's it going here?” Bellatrix asked vibrantly, walking towards the five dead eaters.

“Very smooth and already has access to the room where the prophecy ball is stored.” A low voice.

“That's great, Lukwood just told me that some magic has stopped us and you've solved it now!” Bellatrix said with appreciation, "Dolphin, you're doing well this time...”

“How did you do that?” Lukwood asked surprisingly.

“It's just a little trick, just...”

Harry didn't care what they said or how they cracked the magic in the Ministry.

He now knows that the main reason he's been dreaming about this place is because Voldemort wants him to come here and get the Prophecy Ball.

“Someone made the same prophecy for me and Voldemort? He asked me to take this prophecy ball for him? Why didn't he pick it up himself?” He continued to ask, staring blindly at Lucius Malfoy.

“He took it himself?” When she heard him, Bellatrix laughed wildly, and she turned her head and screamed, "People completely ignored the return of the Dark Lord, when he would walk into the Ministry of Magic? Now they're wasting their time looking for vampires and Dumbledore, and the Dark Lord will expose himself to the arrogance? ”

“I see, so he instructed you to do this filthy trick for him.” Harry said, "Just like he wanted Stokey to steal the prophecy ball. ”

“That's right, Potter, that's right!” Malfoy slowly said, “We were going to take a more gentle approach and let you come down here and take the Prophecy Ball and leave it to us, but now we don't have time...”

“You kidnapped me from school. Aren't you afraid to expose me?” Harry asked.

“If Dumbledore were still here, we wouldn't dare. Malfoy said proudly," Speaking of exposure, do you think anyone in the Ministry of Magic would believe what you're saying? Just like you've been saying about the Dark Lord coming back. ”

As long as you don't see Voldemort with your own eyes, whatever Harry says, Fudge probably won't believe it.

Even if a group of Death Eaters broke into the Ministry late at night and moved under his nose, he would pretend to be invisible.

“Get in there, if you cooperate, we might get you back to Hogwarts alive. ”

Several of the cannibals laughed rudely again as they walked through the corridor into the simple black door.

Like in their dreams, they're standing in a giant, round house.

Everything here, including the ceilings and floors, is all black.

Some twelve black doors, identical, unmarked and without handles, are separated from each other by distances embedded in the surrounding black walls; some candles with blue flames dot the walls, and the cold, flickering slight candlelight reflects on the bright marble floors, making the floors look like they have a flood of black water.

Walking at the end, the Death Eaters closed the door, without the narrow beam of light pouring in from the corridor behind them, and the place became so dark that for a while Harry could only see the blue candle fire swaying on the wall and the terrible reflections they reflected on the floor.

With a loud rumbling rumbling sound, the candles began to move to one side and the circular walls rotated.

“Which door should we go through?” Bellatrix asked impatiently.

“I can't be sure, it has to be tried once before I know.” Lukwood said.

“Damn, these doors always turn around, just like you used to do when you worked here? ”

“This is a protective measure, each room interior corresponds to a different magic, the curse is held in the hands of a different silent person, and if someone breaks in and doesn't know the correct way to crack it, the alarm is triggered immediately.” These magic are ancient, "Lukwood said," and I know most of them, only a few of them have been replaced. Dolphin, are you sure you've cracked the magic there? ”

“Of course, we just went in and confirmed it!” The wizard called Dolphin said he walked up to Harry, "and the shelf of that room was covered with little glass of gray flutter, with thousands of feet. ”

“Yes, that's the room.” Lukwood nodded, "It's behind the time hall. ”

“By the way, according to the information we stole from inside the Ministry of Magic, where was that prophecy ball? ”

“Row 97, just let Potter go and take it off. ”

“What are you waiting for?” Bellatrix was impatient to say, "The worst result is twelve times! ”

“We don't need that much, there are three doors that are locked for a long time. Lukwood said," Each corresponds to the preservation of ancient magic relics, powerful magic books, and historically famous legendary magic objects that require the silence of all to open. ”

“If there really is something powerful inside, why don't we grab it? ”

“That's because nobody knows who the thirteen silent people who keep the keys are, not even the Minister of Magic, and if you want to find out on a case-by-case basis, you need to have complete control of the Ministry to be able to do it.” And most of the stuff in there has been damaged, losing all of its magic, leaving only one name, "Lukwood said," and getting it doesn't matter. ”

Lukwood chose a door, and Harry was pushed and walked in.

This room is much bigger than the one just now, and the light is also dim inside.

Square, central depression, forming a giant stone pit, about twenty feet deep.

The stone steps surround the entire house, like a stone stool, with a gradual F drop in level I, each steep as a staircase classroom, or a courtroom where Harry was questioned by Wesengamo, and they stand on the highest level steps.

But the center of the pit was not equipped with chairs with chains, which were replaced by a raised stone platform.

With an arch above it, it looks ancient and shattered, and Harry wonders if it can still stand there.

There are no walls around the arch, a broken black curtain or a curtain hanging on it, even though the air is cold and there is no wind, it is swinging gently, as if it had just been touched.

“Not here! ”

“What's this door down there?” Harry couldn't help but ask, staring at the gently swinging curtain.

This arch, though ancient, has a unique beauty.

The gently floating curtain aroused his interest, and he had a strong desire to climb onto the stone table and go through it.