Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"Professor Flitwick? Did something happen?" Luna asked worriedly.

"It's nothing, I just want to talk to him about something." Zoe said casually, but she noticed that Luna looked at her as if Zoe was doing her perfunctory again. "It's true. It's really shameful to say it. , I had something wrong in the employment consultation meeting with Professor Flitwick." She sighed, showing a little complicated expression, "Since that day, I have spent a lot of time thinking about these things. Finally I finally found the things I am most interested in right now."

When Luna and Padma heard her say this, they naturally approached them curiously. The two pairs of expectant eyes made Zoe particularly uncomfortable. In the end, she had no choice but to get close to the ears of the two of them and finished speaking in a low voice. Regardless of the surprised glances that the two of them swept over her, they pretended to look at the stairs of the girls' bedroom on the other side.

"It suits you very well!" Padma clapped suddenly, "Is it because of this reason that the previous explanations are so professional?" Luna lowered her head, as if she had already begun to think about something that might happen in the future. That scene.

"Ah, I still have a lot to learn to achieve this goal." Zoe deliberately cleared his throat, regardless of whether Padma was staring at her meaningfully.

"Then, you can increase your experience by helping Luna tuition." Padma was enthusiastic, "Will Luna start preparing for OWLs next year? There will be no problem with you."

"Not bad." Zoe moved, and when she met Luna's confused eyes, she immediately became serious, "I won't release water to you just because you are my good friend, Luna, do it well. Prepare." Luna was shocked, not to mention that Zoe actually added a more deadly sentence, "At least five O (excellent) will do!" Now even Padma became stunned. First throw a sympathetic look to Luna.

"Don't you need to go to Professor Flitwick?" Luna watched Zoe stand up and breathed a sigh of relief."I wish you a pleasant chat, future Miss Professor." Padma waved to her as Zoe left.

"It's all because of you, she must be staring at me now!" When Zoe left the lounge, Luna began to complain on the table in the lounge.She seemed to have lost her vitality limply, but she seemed to need a vitality tonic.

"Do you think it is too late for me to apply for a dormitory change? My instinct tells me that I will become very miserable if I continue like this." Luna said weakly, "Isn't it OK if I don't want those posters?"

Chapter 105 The Battle of the Department of Mysteries (1)

As the most mysterious of all the departments of the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mystery Affairs is strictly confidential. It is the deepest reach that the elevator can reach. However, except for the silent people who work in the Department of Mystery Affairs, few outsiders visit.

Today, a young stranger pushed open the closed black door and stepped into this mysterious closed world.In silence, he walked quickly past the large glass water tank full of dark green liquid, not looking at the shiny white objects floating on the water, even though they stretched out their tentacles, as if they were inviting him.

When he realized that this was not the destination he wanted to reach, he returned to the previous rotunda without looking back, and then tried a few more rooms, as he walked down the wall with shining light The room with all kinds of clocks and watches in the room all the way forward, and when the huge bell-shaped crystal glass cover in the center of the room is passed by the rapid and fine ticking sound, an unfamiliar emotion arises from the heart. It is difficult to say if he Can this panic be alleviated if he is following his companions.

He put his hand on the only door and pushed it lightly. After the creaking sound, a room with a high roof appeared. There were many high shelves in it, and a small room was placed on it. The glass ball, the surface of the glass was covered with dust, as if no one had picked it up for a long time, and even the dust became quiet.

His goal is the 97th row of these shelves, with a small silver number under each bracket.36...52...78... He walked all the way to the right and finally came to the 97th row of shelves, which was as unremarkable as his companions.

When he passed the shelves, the glass balls placed on them gave off a little gleam, some of them reflected bright gleam, and some had become dim.He walked to the end of the shelf and took a deep breath.

I don’t know how long he stood there, he just stared at the glass ball with his name in a daze. Several times he wanted to reach out and touch the dirty glass ball, but when his fingertips were about to touch it. Stopped.

"Why don't you take it off the damn shelf?" A husky female voice rang behind her, with craziness in the temptation. The mixed footsteps signaled that someone was approaching, and there were a dozen or so.

"Don't worry about us, boy." Harry turned around, and the Death Eaters who wore black robes and whose cheeks were looming in the blue flames as ghosts were pointing their wands at his face or heart. Most of the faces in "Daily Prophet" have appeared in the Azkaban escape incident reported by the Daily Prophet. Those notorious and ruthless executioners and lunatics are using those pairs of cold and cold. Emotional eyes stared at him.

The person standing in the front is Lucius Malfoy, synonymous with hypocrisy.This man who disguised himself as innocent immediately after the war ended, returned to his former colleagues, and even became the leader of them again, even for the Death Eaters. Responsibility means failure and you are likely to be killed by your master.

"Pick it up from the shelf, Potter." Lucius said slowly, and at the same time stretched out her hand to stop the dark-skinned woman who wanted to step forward. The woman was greedily staring at the glass ball on the shelf. , And then revealed his true killing intent to Harry like a snake staring at a frog.

"Wait for him to hand over things first, Bella." The woman snorted, but she also dropped her wand.

"Unless you are a complete idiot, Potter." Suspicious emotions inevitably appeared in Lucius's voice. "Why would you choose someone to appear at the Ministry of Magic?"

"I'm just here to save people." Harry said coldly. He had already pulled out his wand, but the situation was not optimistic. One person against twelve people was just a foolish fool no matter what.

"Little brother, do you think you are very strong, like a hero in the script, you can do everything with just one person and one stick?" Bella smiled playfully, suddenly a light burst from her wand. It hit the floor in front of Harry's right leg, splashing a few rubble.

"What are you doing!" Lucius roared dissatisfiedly. "I said don't do anything to him now!"

"I'm just doing some reasonable deterrence, Lucius." Bellatrix replied nonchalantly. She didn't care what anyone thought of herself except Voldemort, "so that this little guy knows that it's useless to resist. ."

"Remove the glass ball from the shelf. It is the one with your name on it." Lucius stepped forward and looked at him warningly. "If you play tricks, you will be fired by twelve magic wands at the same time. The spell kills."

"What is this ball?" Harry didn't move. Even though his mood is not as calm as he showed, his task is to delay as much as possible.

"Don't let my patience be exhausted, Potter." Lucius took another step impatiently, and his companions tightened their encirclement.

"Except for your weapons!" Among the group of Dark Death Eaters who covered themselves in their hoods, someone suddenly cast a disarming spell on Harry.

"Armor and bodyguard!" But Harry had been prepared for a long time. Before the spell touched Harry, he was bounced off by the invisible protection and hit the shelf behind the Death Eaters with a loud bang, smoke and dust mixed. With the sound of glass falling to the ground one after another, the glass ball on the shelf smashed to the ground while shaking, and a burst of pearly white ghostly objects floated out of the broken glass ball. Each one was like this, but they passed. It disappeared after a while.

"The reaction is quick, eh?" Bellatrix said enthusiastically, and she smiled cruelly, as if she had imagined that Harry in front of her was about to be tortured to death under her hands.

"Are you really going to kill me? Now?" Harry looked at the adults hard, "Even if I can't get what you want? Or you can take it off the shelf?"

He tried to recall the precautions he had been told, and first of all, he had to make these Death Eaters scrupulous, only in this way could he gain enough time under these people without getting hurt.

"If you can't complete the task given to you by Voldemort (Bellatrix, who listened to him by this name, gritted his teeth and slashed him through his eyes), what would he do? You can escape his anger Is it?" Harry said in a creepy tone on purpose, "I know, he doesn't care who you are when he is angry, and doesn't care what you did for him.

Obviously Lucius also thought of Voldemort's way of doing things, and he became more cautious.

"Tell me, what do you want this ball for?" Harry asked again. "It's not a weapon, is it?"

"You will never be able to guess the mind of the Dark Lord." Lucius motioned to his companions with his eyes. They surrounded Harry, making it impossible for him to escape, while the Death Eaters on the left and right quietly moved forward. This is a prophecy ball."

"Prophecy Ball?" Harry repeated.

"Yes, every glass ball inside is filled with fate and prophecy. It shows the traces of the past and the flow of the future, such as your scars, your family, and your destiny. As long as you have the opportunity, Who would hate being able to prepare in advance?" Lucius sneered.

"That's why you want to get it for a whole year? Even killing innocent people."

"Those people will expose the traces of the Dark Lord. It is more cost-effective to let those people breathe rather than inconvenience us." Lucius attracted Harry's attention when he noticed that the other Death Eaters were already in place. He raised his wand.

"Let me give you one last chance, Potter. If you don't want to suffer later, give me the prophecy."

"And then killed by you? I'm not so stupid!" Harry sneered, then turned around and quickly took the prophecy ball into his arms. He had already received the signal, and Lucius couldn't bear it anymore. .

"The soul is out of the body!" The Death Eaters launched the Imperius Curse from at least three directions. As long as they can control Harry, they can easily complete the task.

As soon as Harry got the prophecy ball, he bent over and rolled towards the bunker without thinking.Screams sounded from his side, and a big man screamed and flew up into the air. He was smashed into the ruins of the previously collapsed shelf, and broken glass pierced him.

He was far more attacked. At least half of the Death Eaters were unexpectedly stunned. A few people noticed the anomaly and were able to block the magic for the first time, but still looked embarrassed.The dimly lit environment was distorted, and six or seven wizards lifted the phantom spell, and their wands continuously fired the spell, stunned all these people at once.

Harry noticed Sirius striding forward, snatching a Death Eater's wand with a disarming spell, and then punched him in the face again."Harry!" He shielded Harry behind him, and escorted him to the direction where the other members of the Order of the Phoenix were.

Chapter 106 The Battle of the Department of Mysteries (2)

The intruder rudely smashed the door of Professor McGonagall’s office. She raised her head in amazement and faced Harry’s breathless eyes. Those beautiful green eyes seemed to be conceived with fear and swallowing everything. The flustered storm.

"What's the matter, Potter?" This unusual attitude caught Professor McGonagall's attention, and she vaguely realized that something was happening, and that it was not a pleasant thing.Professor McGonagall immediately put aside the thought of reprimanding Harry, got up from the chair and walked quickly to him.

"Something happened—" Harry was in an unusually obvious state at this time. He probably ran directly from another place. Sweat wetted his hair, and most of his glasses slipped down crookedly. There were large lenses on the lenses. The fog.But Harry just stared forward in a daze, even though he was talking to Professor McGonagall who was standing in front of him.

Before he could say what he said, other people's footsteps and gasps sounded in the corridor. Ron and Hermione finally found Harry in front of Professor McGonagall's office, and they were relieved with sweat, but The expression on his face is also very solemn.

"I dreamed about it during the exam... Professor McGonagall, we must save him right away! He is suffering now, and Voldemort will kill him!" Harry screamed anxiously, feeling like he I was thrown into a pool full of ice, and my teeth were shaking from the cold. It was a chill that emerged from my heart.

Thinking of the painful screams of the man in the dream, Voldemort’s triumphant laugh, and those words that were so mysterious that he wanted Sirius to obtain something for him, it was what Voldemort had been looking for for a whole year. The thing that I want to get the most is hidden in the Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic.

But Harry didn't care what Voldemort wanted, at least for now he only cared about Sirius who had been abused after being captured.

"Did you dream?" Professor McGonagall's face suddenly became serious. After all, it was because of Harry before that they were able to rescue Arthur Weasley in time.She stared into Harry's horrified eyes, "Go ahead, Potter, tell me what you see?"

"He—Voldemort is in the Ministry of Magic!" Professor McGonagall's eyes widened because of this sentence. "He wants something, and that thing is hidden in the Department of Mysteries. I saw that corridor before. I've been there. He can't get it, but he doesn't want to stop..." Harry clenched his fist, "I saw him take Sirius!"