HP Magic Biography

Do you really think so, Al? A cold voice suddenly came from all directions.

Fan Lin suddenly raised his head, and he saw that figure was at the entrance of the Hall of Time, tall, cold, and gloomy, with a pale and haggard face like a snake, scarlet eyes with pupils like slits fixed on it. them.

Voldemort... Harry murmured, his scar aching, but he was still staring at him intently.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix present couldn't help but feel a sinking heart, Voldemort came sooner than they imagined.

Master, here you come, Master! said Bellatrix ecstatically, and she flung herself down at his feet, kissing Voldemort's foot-cloak.

Sirius shook his wand, but without moving his hands, he pulled Harry and Fan Lin back quickly, back into the crowd. The others did not cast a spell, but stared at Voldemort in silence.

This is the power of Voldemort, a single person, shocked all the wizards present in an instant.

Speaking of which, this is not the first time Fan Lin has met Voldemort, and the ultimate goal tonight is nothing more than to lure Voldemort out. If possible, it is a good choice to severely injure him.

However, when it comes to actually facing Voldemort, it's not such an easy thing to talk about. At least until Dumbledore arrives, they have no good way to face Voldemort at all.

While Voldemort's sudden appearance cheered up the remaining Death Eaters, members of the Order of the Phoenix were all wary.

They were no match for Voldemort, as they had been fifteen years ago, and now that Voldemort had returned, even stronger, even though they were numerous, as far as certainty was concerned...

Harry, let's go, this is not what we should deal with. Fan Lin said quickly, pulling Harry to run behind the crowd.

Harry nodded. Naturally, it would only be a nuisance for him to stay here in the face of Voldemort.

The two retreated back into the crowd in a hurry. Harry saw Lupine, Moody, Tonks, and Kingsley. After passing through the door, he could no longer see Voldemort, only heard Bebe Latrix's cry and Voldemort's icy voice.

Quiet, Bellatrix! Voldemort said indifferently, I'll deal with you later! Do you think I came to the Ministry of Magic to listen to your crying and apologizing? A bunch of idiots, you don't know What does that mean to me? Even if I do it myself...

later words,

Harry couldn't hear him, and he was led by Fan Lin to run into the room, and the location was the prophecy hall.

In fact, this is the first time Fan Lin has come to the prophecy hall.

The room was as tall as a cathedral and filled with soaring shelves covered with tiny dusty glass spheres. The cold dim light scattered around the place through the crystal ball.

It's like a lumos spell, except there are hundreds of them here.

But even so, it still looks a little dark here, the light of these crystal balls is really weak and pathetic...

Harry, go find the prophecy ball, it's in the ninety-seventh row, and take him out of here. Fan Lin said quickly without having time to appreciate the scenery of the Department of Mysteries, You can't let Voldemort get that ball. Prophecyball, we must stall for time, Dumbledore will be here soon.

Fan Lin, what's going on? Harry asked.

I'll explain to you later that they won't be able to stop Voldemort for long. There's still a door here. After getting the prophecy ball, run out from there. Fan Lin said quickly, Row 95, Row 96, Row 97 Here, get your name, Harry, hurry up.

Fan Lin dragged Harry back and forth between the shelves until he found the clue given by Dumbledore.

Harry heard the sound of fighting coming from the doorway, which made him worry for the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but Harry still had to concentrate on seeing the small yellow labels on the shelves under each glass ball, because With the passage of time, these labels are difficult to identify, and not all crystal balls emit light, on the contrary, some crystal balls appear cloudy, as if deliberately blocking everything around them...

This made Fan Lin curious, maybe some invalid prophecies, no one knows how old the things in the Department of Mysteries are, for example, the container with time magic, which Fan Lin never had before seeing it with his own eyes thought about it.

Master the magic of time?

Maybe if you are not careful, you will end up like that Death Eater, and you will be thrown into the endless alternation of time. There is nothing more terrifying than this, and you can't even resist.

Different from Fan Lin's wild thoughts, at this moment Harry has a clearer goal, which is to find out what happened between Voldemort and him.

It can be said that this is definitely Harry's unwarranted disaster, fate?

What a ridiculous fate, because of Voldemort's existence, he lost his parents shortly after he was born.

Harry wanted to figure this out, and the origin of everything was the prophecy ball.

Facts proved that Rookwood did not lie to him, and Harry actually saw his name on a shelf that Fan Lin passed by.

All this is extremely eye-catching in his eyes, but in Fan Lin's consciousness, it doesn't seem to exist.

It was a small crystal ball. In fact, it was more like a piece of frosted glass that had been wiped with something dirty. There was a thick layer of dust on it, and something like a spider's web covered it.

Surprisingly, when Harry saw it, the crystal ball gave off a faint light. Through the light, Harry could see the yellowed label under the glass ball, which was marked with an approx. It was a date sixteen years ago, and beneath that was Voldemort and Harry Potter.

Found him, too, I think, said Harry, pointing to the crystal ball.

It's there!

Oh, very good! Fan Lin nodded, You can put him away...

But... Harry had many questions and wanted to ask Fan Lin, but the sound of fighting coming from the door made Harry's heart palpitate.

Yes, Voldemort was here, and they couldn't hold out for long.

But Harry hesitated for a moment, it was really weird tonight, he was kidnapped out of Hogwarts, and then he was threatened to get the crystal ball.

In the back, Fan Lin, the main force of the Order of the Phoenix, and Voldemort suddenly appeared in front of him...

Harry hesitated, but held out his hand anyway.

Speaking of which, it's a bit reckless.

When Harry put his fingers over the surface of the dirty ball.

It wasn't as cold as he had thought it would be. Instead, it feels as if it has been left in the sun for a long time, as if it has been warmed by the light from within.

Expecting, even hoping, that something dramatic, something exciting would make their long and dangerous journey worthwhile, Harry took the ball from the shelf and stared at it. . Nothing happened.

Fan Lin approached Harry and stared at the ball, watching him brush the dust off the ball.

Just then, just behind them, a drawn voice said, Very well, Potter. Now, well, turn around slowly and give it to me.