Vol 2 Chapter 564: Prophecy Ball (modified, sincere thanks to the leader Yuhensi)

Harry, whose brain became clear because of the pain in his face, finally remembered the dream of Sirius being imprisoned, restrained, and tortured, but he was foolishly obsessed with that veil...
When Ron released his hand, Harry took a few steps back abruptly, rubbed his swollen cheeks with shame, and glanced in the opposite direction of the door, "Thank you...I'm fine. ,continue."
Ron nodded to the others, motioned to follow Harry's pace, and the wall began to rotate again, then came to a standstill. 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 busy ticking around, like thousands of tiny feet walking. Looking around, all kinds of clocks are hung in the gaps between the bookshelves, or placed on tables as long as the room. The clock faces are shining brightly, and the brightest is beating with diamonds. What shines is a tall bell-shaped crystal cover at the end of the room.
The Ginny trio quickly followed Harry and Ron through the narrow gap between the tables, past the bell-shaped crystal cover, and came to the only door behind.
The room behind the door is completely different from the room just now, it is very quiet. A room as tall as a church is filled with tall shelves. On the shelves are many small, gray glass balls, and each glass ball is inserted with a small yellow label. The candlelights on both sides of the wall glowed with faint blue light. In the dim passage, Harry and Ron led the others through between two rows of towering glass balls, and occasionally a few glass flashed as they passed by. Soft light...
"Ninety-seven line is here." Ron stopped and looked at Harry.
Harry looked a little uncomfortable. He thought that as he approached, the figure of Sirius Barrier would appear on the pitch-black floor. "I don't understand... This is the place in my dream, but Sirius is not here. , He might..."
"Harry." Ron's soft call caught Harry's attention. Harry swept his eyes upward following Ron's gaze, and Ron continued to whisper, "Give me that and don't touch other things. "Ron motioned to Harry to take down a gray glass ball placed there.
Although Harry didn't understand why the other party didn't do it by himself, he walked forward obediently. Although the small glass ball in front of him was covered with dust, there was a faint light from it, on the shelf below it. A yellowed label was inserted, the date on it was sixteen years ago, and Harry's name was under the date. Ha used his fingers to hold the gray but unusually warm glass ball. He took the glass ball from the shelf and handed it over.
Ron lightly dusted the dust on it, picked up the prophecy ball and looked at it for a while, he suddenly motioned everyone to come close to him and block the others behind him.
The wanton and arrogant laughter broke the silence in the room, and then she said in a baby-like voice in disgust: "That red-haired boy is the poor ghost of the Weasleys? Give it to me. Good, little baby……"
With the appearance of the women, many dark shadows appeared nearby, blocking the way on both sides of them; the eyes of these people were gleaming in the gaps in the hoods, and more than twenty shiny wands aimed at Harry and his group. .
"Bai has followed you for so long, hurry up and give it to her." The wizard who wore the same brass mask with golden vines as the woman urged with a grinning, an orange flame spouted from the wand in his hand. , The flame rose to the air and burned for a while before it went out. "Next time I will aim at that cute girl's face."
"If you set it on fire, I'll smash it." Ron snorted and raised the glass ball in his hand.
"Boy, hold it steady, if it is damaged, I will smash your bones one by one." A wizard wearing a silver mask with a black background threatened Ron slowly, and he was vague. After nodding, he approached the wizard who set fire, and whispered in his ear, "If it is smashed, I am afraid the master will not let us go."
"Where is Sirius!" Harry yelled at them.
"Where is Sirius!" The woman in the brass mask repeated Harry's yelling exaggeratedly, and then smiled hysterically as if she was amused.
"Follow me." Ron held up the glass ball and motioned for the others to follow him.
At this time, I heard the female Death Eater scream: "The prophecy ball flies—"
Ron seemed to be prepared, and a curse hit the woman directly and interrupted her casting. Then Ron turned the tip of the wand, and the woman's crazy eyes stared out from the slit of the mask, and screamed: " what are you going to do?"
Ron slowly touched the glass ball with his wand, and there was a piercing sound of the glass being slashed. Ron snorted coldly, "Let your people get out of the way, otherwise it can't bear it again."
"Be careful, don't irritate him, in case it is broken--" the wizard wearing a silver mask with a black background shouted at the witch.
Ron kept the wand against the glass ball, and the Death Eaters who blocked the passage cried out and were forced to get out of the way. Harry and the others raised their wands around him, and they moved to the hall vigilantly. Retreating outside, the black and heavy silhouettes of the Death Eaters approached them, chasing them, but they did not dare to approach because of the glass ball in Ron's hand.
When they exited the hall, their ears were full of ticking clocks, and Harry became more irritable and anxious at these sounds. As they passed through the narrow gap between the tables, the witch seemed unbearable and raised her wand. The silver mask wizard beside him held her down, "Don’t strike, we need the prophecy ball. Talk to an open place."
"I want to take off the mask. It makes me uncomfortable. Lestrange doesn't need to hide your identity. You are still as timid as you face those walking in the game, Lu..." Golden Vine Mask Man Wu took off the mask. He was Rudolph Lestrange, the Death Eater.
"Don't call my name! You are wanted, but I don't have one! The master needs someone to help him on the bright side!" Lucius, wearing a black silver mask, was a little mad at the behavior of his companions.
"It's called the prophecy orb, why do you want it so desperately? Where is Sirius?" Harry realized ~EbookFREE.me~ he was probably deceived by Voldemort using his dream, 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, don't you ever wonder why the Dark Lord wants to kill the baby You?"
"Someone made a prophecy about me and Voldemort?" Harry couldn't help looking at the prophecy ball in Ron's hand. "But why did you get me?"
"Because except for the silent person, only people involved in the prophecy can get the prophecy ball from the Department of Mysteries. Okay, now give it to me quickly." Lucius wearing a mask walked out of the time hall and used him. His wand pointed at them, but his slowing pace obviously hindered the speed of the other Death Eaters' going out, and many others were blocked in the Time Hall.
"Come and take it if you want." Ron provokes them, and even leads everyone back to the death hall with curtains. The Death Eaters who have entered the hall looked at the death chamber with hesitation. However, the entrance was blocked in an instant, and the Lestranges and Lucius led a few people to rush in.
Then the curse from outside the door attracted their attention. Through the open door, it could be seen that the six Aurors in H94 uniforms raised their wands and the Death Eaters who fell behind stood in a stalemate.
"It’s a guard on duty, it’s okay. There are more than a dozen patrols every night. The response speed is better than before I went to jail, but it’s still a waste. It was so slow to find us, and a few people came to help. Let’s hurry up and wait. After solving the group of children, set them alight together." Rudolphs turned his head and glanced, then continued to focus on Ron and his group who were still holding the prophecy ball.