Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

The predecessor of the Ministry of Magic was the Wizarding Council. Although the name has changed due to social conditions, its substantive role has not changed. It is a central organization responsible for managing the magic population of a country.

Because of the change of time, there were no more than ten departments under the Wizarding Council, and most of them evolved into the eight departments under the Ministry of Magic.

However, no matter how many changes, removals and additions have been made to other departments, the only thing that has not been moved is the two levels of the Department of Mystery and the Dungeon.

In the Department of Mystery Affairs, various unpredictable forces that have been discovered since ancient times have been concentrated. The wizards have collected them in every possible way and have made persistent efforts to explore and experiment here.

The employees working in this confidential department are called "silent people."

And the prophecy hall where Maca was at this time was a secret room that had been preserved since the era of the Wizarding Council.

The countless orbs of prophecy placed on that row of shelves actually look like a kind of alchemy work.

But in fact, according to the early data kept by the Ministry of Magic, their origins are no longer verifiable in the era of the Wizarding Council.

We all know that there have been prophets or prophets in the magical world since ancient times, and they will make various predictions at any time and place.

And every time a prophecy is born in this world, a certain blank prophecy ball in this hall will be filled with fog, and the prophecy ball loaded with prophecy will be automatically emptied at the second when the prophecy period ends.

It is only through the long-term statistics of the silent people that the prophecy ball here has never been fully filled, and even the total prophecy every ten years will not fluctuate too much.

These wizards couldn't help but produce a guess:

"...In this world, there is at least an "upper limit" for the number of prophecies that can appear at the same time."

In the only office of the Department of Mysteries, Maca sat behind a silent man's desk, flipping through various documents.

In the corner behind him, the two silent people were lying stiffly on the cold floor, motionless.

He had been walking around in the prophecy hall before, but there were too many predictable balls, and obviously there was an anti-search spell, he could not find the one he wanted.

"With... people who are not involved in the content of the prophecy, they have no right to obtain the prophecy ball..." Maca turned a pile of research materials to a certain page, and then frowned at that line. , Even if you find it, can't you take it away?"

Whether there is a way to take it away is still unknown, but before that, it is the truth to find it first.

After skipping the files in front of him, he hurriedly continued to check the pile of data, and then threw it aside, holding up another pile of data files to check...

After a long time, Maca stood up again and walked out of the office with a page in his hand.Before leaving, he glanced at the two silent men one last time.

They were bound by the magic contract and couldn't reveal information for him at all, which made him have to do it himself, looking for answers by himself in those messy materials.

It can be said that the Ministry of Magic is still very capable in some aspects, at least this kind of contracted Maca bound to the soul has nothing to do with it.

Carrying a page of information form, he returned to the prophecy hall again, and walked quickly in a certain direction.

But after only a few steps, he stopped his progress.

"Lucius?"

Maca was standing next to a shelf, and through the gap between the prophetic balls on the shelf, she saw a figure that was fairly familiar, Draco's father, Lucius Malfoy.

He thought for a while, his eyebrows couldn't help but tightened slightly, but after some consideration, he still bypassed the shelf and walked over there.

"Lucius," Maca yelled calmly, but the opponent was shocked.

Lucius, who was standing between the two shelves, slowly turned around. It can be seen that after he heard Maca’s voice,

"Hello, Mr. McLean..."

Lucius just said hello and there was nothing to follow. He seemed to be hesitating, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Maca.

At this moment, behind the shelf behind Lucius, a dull and indifferent voice suddenly appeared.

"The target has appeared."

Before the words were over, a piece of black smoke drifted out from behind the shelf, and a tall and sturdy figure surrounded by black energy came out step by step.

"wipe out."

It seemed to be talking to himself, but it was like a cold and cruel command. When the black shadow said the word without ups and downs, it turned into a black meteor and charged towards Maca. Come here.

At the same time, behind several shelves behind it, black shadows that were exactly the same as it soared into the sky, following it and flying towards where Maca was.

Maca glanced in the other direction, the prophecy ball he was looking for was there, but right now it was definitely not a good time to check.

Taking out a magic book and throwing it back, Maca stepped back on the magic book, then turned around and fled.

He couldn't let this group of stupid black people ruin this hall-although he didn't know why, Voldemort would rather give up the prophecy and set a trap for ambushes, but even if Voldemort didn't want to watch it, he still wanted to watch it!

Or in other words, he has a reason to watch!

Maca stepped on the magic book and retreated quickly, while the large group of dark dead followed, and the two sides left the prophecy hall in a blink of an eye.

Lucius was still standing where he was, all the worries and fears in his heart almost pouring out of his throat.

"Damn it! What on earth should my Malfoy family do?"

In the beginning, Lucius tried to deal with both sides, be a turf with peace of mind, and wait for the price.But who knows, with the passage of time, both sides gradually showed power far beyond this era.

When hurricanes start to blow on both sides of the wall, even the wall will be completely destroyed. What should he do with this little grass rooted in the wall?

Just like today, Voldemort gave an order to use his family power to try to bring in a group of dark dead. Can he refuse?

Lucius threw aside the exquisite cane with the family crest in his hand. He slowly leaned on the shelf and sat on the cold black floor, his eyes filled with confusion.

...

On the other side, Maca rushed past the time hall with a large group of dark dead.

When he returned to the round room at the beginning, the wall and the twelve doors began to turn quickly, and stopped turning in a blink of an eye.

This is a magic set to trap the invaders, so that people don't know where the exit is, but it is not an obstacle to Maca.

He quickly came to one of the twelve doors, and after the Dark Dead opened the door of the Time Hall, he pushed the door decisively and entered, leaving only a back view of the Dark Dead.

Only after he entered, the door was not closed.

The half-open door seemed to be an invitation to the Black Dead. The monotonous Black Dead went straight to the door and rushed into the room following the figure of Maca.

This is a dark and gloomy room, roughly square in shape, surrounded by stairs that descend like an auditorium.

Each level of these stone steps is quite steep, which looks very similar to the trial seat in the dungeon courtroom, but at the bottom of these stone steps, there is no black chair with chains, but a slightly raised stone. platform.

In the center of the stone platform, there is an ancient archway standing steadily. On the archway, a black curtain of ragged and windless, automatic, as if someone behind it gently tossed it.

Maca walked around the arch, looking solemnly at the black curtain that was slightly floating, he didn't even dare to approach it easily.

Among the twelve black doors, apart from the locked door, the power hidden in this hall is the most obscure.

But if he gets closer, Maca feels an inexplicable sense of familiarity again.It was as if he had been exposed to such magical fluctuations somewhere.

By the way, the information contained in this kind of fluctuations, he has not felt similar on the rule rune table.

However, there was no time for him to think about it at the moment, because the black dead had followed in a lot, and attacked him without hesitation.

"What is Voldemort thinking? Why did he set up an ambush against me? Who revealed my plans to him?"

There are many problems, but this does not prevent Maca from dodge and counterattack flexibly.

With the icy light of his wand shining, the ribbon-like cold air flow turned away, making the movements of the dark dead begin to lag.

At this moment, Maca's wand slid forward, and a huge force rushed straight to a certain black dead man, slamming it directly into the ancient arch in the middle of the hall.

I saw the black dead man engulfed in black air, and fell to the curtain of black curtains, but did not pass through it, but quietly disappeared in Maca's sight.

This mysterious arch seems to be the door leading to another mysterious place.But Maca couldn't help feeling that if she accidentally fell into it, she might never come back.

Although he can't tell why, this feeling still lingers in his heart.

"boom!"

Maca dodges the Black Death flying from behind, allowing it to slam heavily on the stone steps, splashing a lot of stone debris.

At the same time, his wand suddenly burst out with a burst of ice blue light, and a rune quietly appeared on the tip of the wand, and then spewed a dazzling beam of light.

When Maca flicked the wand in his hand, the icy blue beam of light swept across like a sharp sword, freezing several black dead directly into white, and then falling into several pieces.