Chapter 447

Chapter 447: Department of Mysterious Affairs, Prophecy Ball?!!

"Ding!"

As the elevator door opened, Potter and his party stepped out of the elevator.

The only sound that could be heard was the constant rushing sound in the golden fountain, which erupted from the pragmatic wands of men and women, from the arrows of the centaurs, from the tips of the goblin hats, and from the ears of the house-elves, falling into the circular pool.

"It's strange how the Ministry of Magic looks like there is no one there."

Alan held his wand and looked around warily, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. The wand security checkpoint and security guards were gone.

"Don't stay here any longer, let's go to the Department of Mysteries as soon as possible!"

Harry also noticed something unusual, but he was anxious to save Sirius, and he couldn't take care of it anymore.

The group crossed the hall to the elevator, and waited for everyone to enter before pressing the number nine button.

When they arrived at the Mysterious Affairs Department on the ninth floor, they were faced with twelve doors.

A few people who did not know the location of the Prophecy Hall could only enter one room after another according to the stupid method. Successively, we entered the brain hall filled with brains, the death hall with only a stone arch, a locked room, and the time hall full of clocks filled with dripping sounds. Finally, when the fifth door was opened, he entered the Hall of Prophecy.

When they all entered the Hall of Prophecy, a spark flashed outside the door, and with the appearance of a phoenix, Peter's figure appeared from the flames. He looked into the room where Potter and his party had just entered, and then walked toward the door of the time hall by the birth side.

When Peter walked inside, he felt like he had come to a watch shop, the clock ticking and ticking, the clock shining with a brilliant diamond-like shimmer, and at the end of the room, there was a tall bell-shaped glass cover. Peter came to the glass cover and looked at the little bird inside, repeating the cycle from birth to death in a flickering light.

However, Peter's attention was not in the glass cover, only that he turned to look at the wooden cabinet on the side, and through the glass window, he could see dozens of exquisitely shaped hourglass necklaces.

"This is it."

Peter muttered to himself and then smiled. One of the main tasks he came to this time was the time converter inside, and his time converter was orthogonal before the exam.

Time-changer is a bug prop: very useful for Peter. As far as he knew, the Time-Turner would all be destroyed in this Battle of the Ministry of Magic. So Peter needed to get a few before he was pushed down.

Peter did not open the wooden cabinet at the first time, but gently tapped the wooden cabinet with his wand, and then it was bounced away by a huge force, and Peter almost did not hold his wand.

"Sure enough!"

Peter said. However, he was not disappointed, the protective spell on the wooden cabinet was not difficult to undo, perhaps because the people of the Ministry of Magic were confident that no one would dare to break into the Ministry of Magic, so the protection imposed on the time converter was not too strict.

Waving his wand, Peter kept undoing the spell little by little.

Meanwhile, the people entering the Hall of Prophecy followed Harry's memories to row 97, except that they did not see Sirius, who was supposed to be here.

"He's on the far side," said Harry, his voice a little dry at this point, "and he should be right there, I saw." "

Hermione next to Harry tried to call him, but Harry didn't answer, just rushed over and looked around, trying to find Sirius.

"He should be right here… Somewhere…"

Harry said in a dumb voice, "Or maybe…"

He said and ran to another aisle and looked.

"Harry, I guess Sirius isn't here, come here!"

George said, his expression from the more serious, turned his head and whispered to his partner, "Be alert, we may be in a trap, someone wants to lead Harry over!" "

Fred, Cedric, and Allen drew their wands for the first time and looked around warily. The slightly dull Neville also quickly pulled out his wand, and looked solemnly guarded the darkness.

Harry ran quickly in one direction through the rows of shelves, then shuttled through the shelves in a different order, trying to find Sirius. It was just that he looked around and found nothing: not even a trace of a fight.

"Harry, get over Kang!" The second time he said to Harry who was the one who pitted me. "

"What?"

Harry finally stopped, his voice dry, a little afraid to look up at the crowd, afraid that they were all accusatory eyes, or that he was very much, or that they should go back to Hogwarts.

"Come and see, here's your name!"

Ron said.

"My name?"

Harry's expression was confused, and in the direction Ron was pointing, he saw a crystal ball on the shelf, the surface was dirty, as if it had not been touched in many years, but the slight inside made it a little shiny.

And underneath the crystal ball, there is a yellowed label. It says the time and date of sixteen years ago, and also marks "The Dark Devil and Harry Potter." "

"What is this?"

Ron asked, "How did your name end up here?" "

Then he looked around at the shelves and labels, "There's no my name on the shelf, or someone else's name, huh?" Come and see, there's still Peter's word here! "

"Peter?"

Upon hearing Ron's words, Cedric and a few others ran first, following the dim light, and saw a slightly newer crystal ball on the shelf, and the base read "June 13, 1993, Peter York and the Son of the Phoenix." "

"June 13, 93?"

Alan looked at the time and was surprised, "Didn't we just finish the 0W exam at that time?" "

"Harry, I don't think you should touch it!"

As Harry reached over, Hermione shrieked. The eyes of the crowd gathered again on Harry's body.

"Why shouldn't it?"

Harry said, "It's about me, isn't it?" "

Then, despite dissuasion, he directly grasped the dirty crystal ball with his hand.

"I know what this is!"

Cedric suddenly said, "This is the Prophecy Ball!" My father had told me before that there was a prophecy hall in the Department of Mysteries, and it was filled with many prophecy balls, all of which had been prophecies made by many prophets since ancient times. So the one in Harry's hand should be the Dark Lord and Harry's prophecy! "

"About my prophecy?"

Puzzled, Harry looked at the prophecy ball in his hand, brushed away the thick dust on it with his hand, and wanted to see if there was any mystery inside.

But suddenly, in their right rear, a lazy voice came to mind.

"Very well, Potter, now turn around slowly and give it to me."

Lucius Malfoy slowly stepped out of the darkness, his wand pointing directly at Harry.

At the same time, in the aisles around them, a dozen dark shadows were rapidly approaching them from all sides, the tips of their wands glowing, aiming at their hearts, as if they were about to fire Khamba at any moment…