Vol 2 Chapter 1066: coming

"The Hall of Prophecy, a crystal ball on the 97th row..."
Harry muttered to himself that Harry didn't really feel what he was going to do until he really stood here.
Now, he is helping Voldemort to take down the prophecy about them...
Before that, Harry hardly dared to imagine what he had done, in order to survive, and then actively threatened a few lunatics, and then helped his enemy to get a key item.
...
This is really crazy, but at the moment there seems to be no other way. He can only do this. Dumbledore is not in England, and the main force of the Order of the Phoenix...
"What are you thinking, Potter?" Bellatrix grinned sullenly, and asked Harry in a nearly weird tone. "Stupefied, you think, here, who else can jump out? Save you?"
"Dumbledore... Fanlin El... or my poor cousin..." Bellatrix laughed, his voice very harsh.
"You are really poor," Harry said unceremoniously. "Madman..."
"You'll be able to realize it soon." Bellatrix clasped Harry's cheek from his chin with one hand, his pale nails almost pierced into the flesh on Harry's face.
Bellatrix seemed to be satisfied with Harry's appearance now, and lifted the hair of Harry's forehead with his other hand, exposing the scar in front of them all.
"Soon, you will be able to appreciate the gift this scar brings to you, Potter."
With that, Bellatrix straightened up with a flick of his hand.
"Satisfied? I have to remind you again that this is the prey of the Dark Lord." Lucius frowned, don't know why, there is always a sense of anxiety here.
"No need to remind you, Lucius, I will naturally leave Potter to the Dark Lord." Bellatrix said nonchalantly, "But before that, I think Potter should be happy to talk to me. Have a chat..."
"Let's have it, we don't have much time," Lucius frowned and said, before moving on.
But before they could take two steps forward, a discordant light stretched their shadows unlimitedly...
"Who's behind?" Lucius turned back warily, and the two dark figures looked a little fuzzy through the light of the time hall.
"Carat, and Gore, you two found what the Dark Lord wanted?" Lucius felt very strange, they had just left.
"No..." Under the mask, no one could see the face of the answerer. "The magic we encountered, the magic of time, almost died in it."
Harry's last hope was shattered, whoever came...
"Magic, I don't remember where there is any magic, how can there be aggressive magic in the time hall..." Rookwood asked incredulously.
"This magic is terrible." Carat's voice sounded, "Gore's hands are already... anyway, see for yourself."
After speaking, the two people walked forward with lingering fears, their bodies trembling constantly, as if they were shocked by the magic.
"Wait a minute..." Lucius said suddenly, "Why didn't you close the door."
"I forgot."
"Take off your hoods," Lucius said, "Prove yourself to me."
"What are you doing, Lucius, the two of them are about to give us..."
"I said, take off your two hoods, Carat, and Gore, do as I say..."
Bellatrix seemed to be a little impatient, she didn't have the patience of Lucius.
Taking a step forward, he took off Kra and Gore's mask directly.
"It's the two of them... Lucius, you are so careful..." Bella said with a treacherous smile, "Otherwise who do you think it is?"
"Okay..." Lucius rubbed his temples with a headache, "I'm a little nervous, go ahead, Carat, Gore's hand..."
"You'd better take a look at it yourself," said Clara, raising Gore's arm.
Luciusston paused, glanced at Gore, who bowed his head silently, took out his wand, and picked up Gore's sleeve with the wand.
"Nothing..." Lucius frowned, looking at Gore's clenched fist.
"What do you have in your hands?"
"Just..."
Gore let go of his hand, and a dark thing fell to the ground with a snap, and then, a stench accompanied by black mist enveloped everyone in.
Harry felt as if he had fallen into the toilet, smelling of dung everywhere...
"Wait..." Harry's eyes lit up. Suddenly, a hand grabbed his arm and dragged him out hard. Harry was pulled out almost without resistance.
...
"How does it taste, dear Mr. Malfoy." A familiar voice came from Harry's side for an instant, which made Harry somewhat overjoyed.
"I think, the smell of the dung bomb is not bad, Fred and George have asked me to treat you well, the same way, you should enjoy it, right?"
The black mist was swept away by the wind in an instant, and immediately afterwards, all the Death Eaters appeared.
"As usual, you don't like our welcome ceremony. It's our rude to say it, but what happens next?"
"Vanlin El?" Malfoy looked at the figure at the door in disbelief.
In the next second, white light after another fell on the floor behind Fanlin.
Remus Lupin, Sirius Black, Alastor Moody, Nifadora Tonks, Emilyn Vance, Kingsley Shaker, Arthur Weasley...
One after another familiar faces appeared behind Harry ~EbookFREE.me~ like a banner, and in a flash, Harry found his own sense of security.
It must be Hermione, Hermione contacted Sirius and the others, or...
Well, Harry definitely couldn't think of Severus Snape. In fact, the professor would stay at Hogwarts to pin down the woman named Tavern, but this was nothing important.
"Fan Lin!" Harry cried out in surprise, and it was Fan Lin who just pulled him out of the Death Eaters' encirclement, which made him crazy happy.
It was very similar to that night, but this time it was no longer the two of them alone. Here, the members of the Order of the Phoenix are no less than the Death Eaters.
"It's not too late for us, Harry!" Fanlin laughed, seeming to get rid of all the insecurities of Harry in an instant.