HP Magic Biography

I'm not playing tricks... Harry denied.

Very well, then we...

Wait a minute, I have one last question. Harry said hastily, a trace of boredom was clearly visible on Bellatrix's face.

What's the problem... Lucius said patiently, his cane made a crisp click when it lightly touched the marble floor.

Harry seemed to come to his senses, and Bellatrix turned her head at the same time. It was hard to say who Lucius was reminding, but no matter what, they had to pay attention to their respective identities.

I mean, Sirius...

You should try to distinguish what is reality and what is illusion. Lucius said coldly, breaking Harry's last worry.

In fact, what he should be most worried about now is himself.

Okay, Harry said resignedly, although he said he had been prepared for a long time, but after getting Malfoy's confirmation, he couldn't help feeling a little palpitating.

What is the use of Occlumency to him? Voldemort could still influence him, and he himself hadn't given up believing it.

This is the worst place for Harry. Voldemort has completely mastered his weakness, but he has no way to resist.

As the light source approached, a familiar hall appeared before Harry's eyes.

This is the Ministry of Magic, dissatisfied with solemn black, on the front wall, Fudge's huge poster is still hanging there, but the only difference is that there are only a few of them in the hall.

They walked through the security checkpoint next to the fountain, where there should have been an Auror before, but now it was empty, even when the Ministry of Magic was off work, which should not be the case for the most authoritative place.

There is no doubt that the Aurors here have been dealt with, but there must be more than one security guard at the Ministry of Magic. Where are they now? Have you noticed what's going on in the lobby? Didn't these people feel the slightest touch when they came in?

Several questions lingered in Harry's mind, which was almost impossible for the heavily guarded Ministry of Magic.

What the hell is that? Harry couldn't help asking, trying to attract the attention of the Ministry of Magic, but it was doomed to be in vain, the Death Eaters had already prepared, and Lucius was here, if there was a If someone comes,

Unless he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he would definitely be sent away by Malfoy.

Or, be killed directly?

The possibility of the latter may be greater.

What do you mean? After entering the Ministry of Magic, Lucius was a little relaxed, and everything was still proceeding according to his arrangement, at least for now, although Tafel threw Harry to him. It was abrupt, but it didn't bother him.

Crystal ball, what is that prophecy?

you do not know?

Yes! Harry nodded. In fact, until now, he didn't quite understand what Voldemort needed him to do.

Really? Didn't Dumbledore ever tell you that the reason for your scar is hidden in the Department of Mysteries? Malfoy sneered.

My scar...what's wrong...what the hell is going on? Harry asked.

What's going on? Malfoy gave Harry a contemptuous look, as if disdainful of Harry's ignorance.

Several Death Eaters laughed again, seemingly satisfied with the situation.

Poor... I don't know who said it, all the Death Eaters hissed for a while, and then laughed maliciously, It seems that the old madman is still the same, no matter who he is, he doesn't trust anyone. .”

Bellatrix said, her laughter was very sharp, which made Harry feel a little harsh, but...

Harry felt like a clown, but no one paid any attention to Harry's embarrassment, and just walked over with Harry in his direction.

They came to the elevator, and a Death Eater went to press the nearest Down button, and the elevator clicked almost immediately, and the golden bars slid from it to the sides, making a clear and sweet ding-dong sound. , this was originally very comfortable, but in the empty hall, it seemed a bit...

They went inside, and Harry saw a man poke his finger at the button of Number Nine, and the barrier slammed shut.

The rattling sound of the elevator, which seemed to be overwhelmed, made Harry very irritable, but Mr. Weasley didn't notice how loud it was when he brought him here on the day of his trial at the Wizengamot , maybe it was his inner irritability. Anyway, Harry's mood became very complicated, especially when he was surrounded by a black robe. Fortunately, there was no pungent smell here.

But Harry was still looking forward to someone coming, the movement of the elevator was too loud...

But nothing happened, and Harry's heart sank along with the elevator.

What's going on? His mind was still on the topic just now, What is that prophecy? Why are you, it has something to do with my scar?

It seems that Dumbledore never told you. Malfoy, Then, this can explain why you didn't come here immediately. In fact, the Dark Lord was also surprised that he had given you the gift in his dream. Enough hints, but you have never appeared here again and again, originally the Dark Lord was because of your stupidity, but now it seems that the old lunatic didn't explain everything to you.

Yeah? Harry, so he wants me to get the prophecy ball, but why?

Why? Malfoy repeated happily, Because only the man mentioned in the prophecy, Potter, has the right to get it from the Department of Mysteries, and the Dark Lord is using someone else to steal the orb for him. discovered.

I mean, why would he want to steal a prophecy about me?

It's about the two of you, Potter, it's about the two of you. Malfoy said, Have you never wondered why the Dark Lord tried to kill you when you were a baby, but until now Haven't succeeded yet?

Harry looked up at Malfoy. Voldemort didn't kill him. According to the present, it was just a curse, but why?

Why would he get involved with someone like Voldemort.

Fan Lin said, it was predestined, but...why him?

Perhaps in that prophecy, Harry will be able to get all the answers, why his parents died at the hands of Voldemort, why...