Vol 2 Chapter 1065: hall

Everything around him stopped, the twelve doors were not rotating, and the illusory feeling was swept away.
"Which one should we choose?" Bellatrix said, with some excitement, and seemed to regain the attitude of a little girl, but it really made Harry a little sick. "And, did you all work like this before? Watching them spin?"
"This is a protective measure. Each room corresponds to a different magic. The cure is in the hands of different silent people. If someone breaks in and doesn't know the correct way to crack it, the alarm will be triggered immediately." Lukewood said "These magics are very old, I know most of them, only a few have been replaced by them. But, are you sure you have cracked the magic there?"
Obviously, for Rookwood who works here, it is really incredible to break the magic of the Department of Mysteries.
"Of course, we have confirmed it just now!" said the wizard who broke the magic circle at the door, and walked to Harry's side. "The shelf in that room is covered with small gray glass, there are thousands of them. ."
"Yes, that's the room." Rookwood nodded and said, "It's behind the time hall."
"By the way, according to the news we stolen from the Ministry of Magic, where is the prophecy ball?"
"In row 97, just let Potter go over and take it down."
"What are you waiting for!" Bellatrix said impatiently, "Twelve trials for the worst result!"
"It doesn't need that much, there are three doors that are locked for a long time." Lukewood said, "They correspond to the preservation of ancient magic relics, powerful magic books and legendary magic items in history. Everyone needs everyone. Only silent people can open it."
"If there is really a powerful magic item in it, why don't we grab it."
"That's because no one knows who the three silent people who keep the keys are. Even the Minister of Magic doesn't know. If you want to investigate one by one, you need to fully grasp the Ministry of Magic to make it possible." Rookwood said. "Moreover, most of the things in it have been damaged. After losing all the magic power, there is only one name left. It is useless if you get it."
"A bunch of ornaments left in the Department of Mysteries?" Lucius said.
"should."
"But what about the Dark Lord, have you found it?"
"Not yet." said the person who cracked the magic, "it is possible to hide in the time hall or death hall. Of course, I prefer to be inside the remaining three doors."
"It looks like we have to crack him, but..." Luciuston paused. "Before that, let's ask Harry to help us get the crystal ball."
Lucius said, opening a door and pushing Harry in.
Accustomed to the darkness just now, the lamp hanging from the golden chain on the ceiling made them feel that this long rectangular room was exceptionally bright, but there was no shimmering light like the shimmering light seen in Harry's dream. The place was almost empty, except for a few tables and a huge glass bucket with dark green liquid in the middle of the room, big enough for them to swim in, and some pearly white objects drifting lazily inside.
"This is the Cerebral Hall." Rookwood said, "Lucky, maybe we don't have to enter any terrible place. There are doors to other rooms behind the Cerebral Hall. If we are lucky, we can go directly to the prophecy hall. ."
Before Harry could ask a question, everyone pushed through a door in a Harry-like corner.
This room was bigger than the one just now, dimly lit, rectangular, and sunk in the middle of the house, forming a pit about 20 feet deep. Stone benches sink steeply in rows along the shape of the room, like an amphitheater or the interrogation room where Harry had been interrogated by Fudge, while they stood on the top floor. There were no chairs with chains, and in the center of the sinking pit, a stone podium emerged, on which there was also a broken stone arch that looked very old, crumbling. There was no wall support around it, and the arch was still hung with a tattered curtain, which fluttered slightly in the cold and completely still air, as if it had just been moved by someone.
"This is the Hall of Death." Rookwood sighed. "Although I don't want to come here, but it's just across the street, where is the door to the Hall of Time, right across. I've had one.
"Someone here..."
"Don't talk, Potter, you just need to follow." Lucius said, and the group didn't pause.
Harry looked around. Twelve doors appeared on the wall in the air. The next second, Harry was pushed into one of them.
It looks a little dazzling here.
This is the time hall that Rookwood said, the whole room is filled with beautiful, diamond-like flashing light. Clocks can be found on every surface.
They vary in size, ranging from grandfather clocks to travel clocks, either hanging between bookshelves or standing on a table as long as the entire room. Because of this, a rapid and endless ticking sound filled the whole room, like the neat footsteps of thousands of tiny lines.
The bright jumping light like a diamond came from a towering bell-shaped crystal glass cover at the end of the room.
The bell-shaped crystal glass cover was as high as Harry, standing on a table, and it seemed to be filled with a tumbling, sparkling air current. Inside the cover, a small, jewel-like bright object (egg) floats up and down.
This object is a little hummingbird, but it is not always a bird. At the bottom of its loop, the bird is carrying its egg. When it rose up in the glass cover, it snapped and cracked, and a hummingbird emerged and rose straight to the top of the glass cover. But as the airflow fell, the bird's feathers were again soiled and wet, until they landed at the bottom of the glass cover and were locked in the egg again.
The course of this time repeats endlessly inside the hood. There is a closet with a glass front. The wall where the closet is located is covered with all kinds of hourglasses.
"This is the Time Hall?" Lucius looked at the bird in front of him. "Very well, Kara and Gore. You two are looking for it here. You should know what the Dark Lord wants."
"Yes!"
The two figures left their team ~EbookFREE.me~ Although they were wondering what they were looking for, Harry remained sensibly silent, and no one came to rescue him, at least for now.
"We continue."
But before Malfoy opened the door, Harry felt a strong feeling that there was nothing wrong with this one, their destination.
The Hall of Prophecy is a huge icy room, as high as the church, filled with towering shelves. There are small glass puffing grey on it. A small yellow label is attached to the shelf under each glass ball. Some small emit mysterious flowing light, while others are fuzzy and dark, like extinguished light bulbs. More candlesticks are embedded on the shelves at intervals, and the flames are as blue as the black hall. The shelf closest to the door of the House of Time is row 53. On the right is row 54, followed by row 55, and so on.
The light in the hall was very dim. The candles are located at the end of each row of shelves, which means that when viewed from this end, the other end in the distance is pitch black. Some small glass faintly glowed from the inside while others were cold and dull.