Chapter 436: Invasion Ministry of Magic

"Harry, what the is going on?" After dinner for two or two, Ryan and Hermione rushed to the common room and found Harry. At this time, everyone else was eating below. Swingy common room. In the empty common room, only Ron, Ginny and the twins stood beside Harry, and Harry fell on the sofa, looking ugly.
"I heard Ginny say that Harry had come back after dinner and had that nightmare again." Hermione whispered close to Ryan. "Then Harry went to Professor McGonagall, but Professor McGonagall asked him to be quiet here waiting for news, He will never be allowed to leave school. "
"Professor McGonagall is right, we can't afford to be missing anymore, let alone this kidnapping seems a little unusual-" But Ryan was interrupted before he finished.
"But what is missing is my only loved one. I have to find him. Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore, and even Lupin. They are kind enough to let me stay here. I know, but Sirius means to me and completely to them. Not the same. They may give up Sirius for my safety. After all, the Phoenix Society has not been sacrificed before. I cannot sit here. Not to mention that I think Voldemort already knows that I am watching him, and this is noon. The dream is his warning to me. If I do n’t show up in the Department of Mystery, Voldemort will probably kill Sirius. "
"If this is your decision, please let me go with you." Ginny stood up first, she looked at Harry's amazed face. "You don't think I will allow you to face this alone?"
"Yes, and we, we are already adults, and some things should be done." This is the answer for the Weasley twins.
"I am your best friend, how can you let you take risks alone." Ron continued.
"Okay, although I still think it's stupid to do this. But it's obviously not enough to rely on you alone." Ryan is also preparing to go to the Ministry of Magic. After all, he has been coveting the good things of the Mystery Department for a long time, and this time finally has the opportunity to mix in. Certainly not let go. Not to mention that he was worried that if something changed, what would happen to Harry?
"I said, I will follow you in your future adventures." Hermione shook Ryan's hand and looked at him.
"Listen to me, this is my own business. You don't--" As a result, Harry had attracted several people to protest before he had finished speaking. To make his scar sore again, Harry realized that every minute of their delay was precious; he had no time to argue.
"Okay, very good, this is your choice," he said hastily, "but the problem is that now all external communication channels in Hogwarts are monitored by the old woman of Umbridge, and we do not have enough Flying broom, so how can I get to London? "
"It's simple." Ryan stood up and said. "Fred and George have a secret passage to Hogsmeade. Once in town, we can use the fireplace of the Weasley joke shop there to directly rush to the general manager of Diagon Alley using the flyway net. In the shop. "
"In this case we will start now." Harry eagerly wanted to start. However, Ryan and Hermione asked to go upstairs to make some preparations. When Ryan came down, he found that only Hermione was wearing the leather armor waiting for him under the school uniform robe.
"How about Harry?" "They set off first."
At this time, Hermione recognized the box in Ryan's hand at once, "You brought the rose crystal, is it in such a bad situation now?"
"It's worse than you think." Ryan said and took out the meteorite amulet that could block a death curse to hang Hermione's neck: "So just now I called the sisters of Rose Crystal again, now they It ’s all in the box. This big game of the mysterious man is definitely not going to be a trifle, we will face a war. "
Starting from the secret passage behind the one-eyed witch sculpture, Ryan and Hermione rushed to the Weasley joke shop's branch in Hogsmeade within an hour. Before leaving, they specially left a letter to Professor McGonagall to inform the situation, hoping to get the support of the Phoenix Society by then. Ryan didn't think that a group of little wizards could confront Voldemort and a large group of Death Eaters directly.
In the backyard of the Weasley joke shop in Diagon Alley, Ryan and Harry met. After taking a group of magic props from the second floor to arm themselves, they took the subway to a desolate side street. There are only a few tattered offices, a bistro, and a dump truck that is almost full. The only dazzling thing is the tattered red phone booth on the street.
"It's here, we're here." Harry pointed out the entrance to the Ministry of Magic guests. Ryan looked at his wrist watch and found that it was 8:30 in the evening.
Sure enough, when they took the elevator from the red phone booth with a badge on their chest and entered the Ministry of Magic, there was no one in the hall. There is no imaginary security officer.
"This is not right, the Ministry of Magic should have staff on duty even at night." Ryan muttered. "Guys, I think we better prepare the wand, everyone should try to pay attention to the surroundings."
The others nodded, and as soon as the elevator stopped, seven people ran at full speed in the hall with their wands, and the clutter of footsteps echoed in the hall. In addition, the only sound that can be heard in the main hall is the constant blast of water in the golden fountain. The water flows from the witch of the wizard and the wizard, the arrow of the horseman, the tip of the fairy hat and the ear of the house elf. The ground spouted and landed in a circular pool.
"I can feel that Sirius is still alive ..." After rushing into the elevator, Harry felt the scar hurt again. But at the same time also got the current situation of Sirius. With pain, he poked the number nine button, and the fence slammed shut. The elevator made a rattling sound, which was very harsh. But no one came out to check the situation.
When the elevator stopped, the voice of the indifferent woman said, "The Department of Mystery." The fence opened, and they came out into the corridor, except for the nearest torch flickering in the air flow stirred by the elevator. There was no movement.
Harry turned to the plain black door. For months, he has only seen it in his dreams, and now he is finally here.
"It's here." He whispered, leading everyone along the corridor, and the remaining six people followed him while watching the surroundings with vigilance.
"I think we should pay attention to what the two people are doing outside." Standing in front of the door, Harry suddenly said to the others.
"Don't be stupid." Ryan stared at Harry. "The mysterious man and his running dog should be ambushing somewhere here now. We are scattered for no other purpose than to allow them to break each of us ~ www.mtlnovel. com ~ Okay. "Harry wanted to keep several people away from the battlefield, but after listening to Ryan's words, he realized that now everyone had no choice.
He turned to the black door and walked over ... just like in a dream, it opened. He crossed the threshold, followed by others.
They are standing in a huge round room. Everything here, including the ceiling and the floor, is black; the surrounding walls are evenly embedded with identical, unmarked and handleless black doors, and some candles with blue flames dot the wall, cold The faint, gleaming candlelight is reflected on the shiny marble floor, making the floor look like calm and deep water.
Walked to the end, Ryan closed the door, and the mechanism in the room was activated. With a rumbling noise, the candle began to move sideways. The round wall rotates. For a few seconds, the walls spun quickly, and the blue flames blurred around them, forming a blue band of light. Then, as suddenly as it started, the rumble stopped and everything was calm again.
In Harry's dream, he always walked across the room without hesitation, straight to the door directly opposite the entrance, and then went on. But here is different from the dream, there are actually 12 doors. It is likely that this is a security measure, and enough time is spent to confuse the intruder's judgment. But it was a difficult obstacle for Harry who needed to save people.
"I think we should try these doors." He hurriedly said, "When I see the house, I know how to go. Come on."
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