Enter Hogwarts

At this moment, Professor Flitwick fully demonstrated his abilities as a top duel master who had experienced hundreds of battles.

The wand in his right hand is like a sharp sword. Although there is no wand in his left hand, he is still very skilled in wielding magic.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of Apparition, Professor Flitwick's figure looked like a surfer in the stormy waves!

He casually picked up a magic spell and hit the person against the wall to turn into a shadow. He turned slightly sideways to avoid a flying stone. At the same time, he snapped his fingers with his right hand and a broken box flew up and turned into long strands. The spear suddenly flew towards Lu Xiu. Although Lu Xiu shielded himself in time, he was still knocked into the ruins by the powerful impact.

This series of dazzling battles took place within ten seconds...

During the whole process, Professor Flitwick didn't get even a speck of dust on his body. In addition to being elegant, elegant, and damn elegant!

If Professor Flitwick's painting style is elegant, then Professor McGonagall's side is summoning explosive troops. The few guys trapped by Professor McGonagall were busy dealing with various deformed objects.

There are animals, plants, all kinds of dead things, and even a whole team of stone knights!

"Damn it! Where did that old lady go?" After the thunderbolt exploded, the man who finally took a breath yelled angrily.

A tabby cat gracefully crossed the eaves above him and jumped to another roof. The moment it landed, it transformed into a human form and accurately hit the man with a petrification spell.

Looking at the man falling straight down, Professor McGonagall said lightly.

"It's not gentlemanly to talk about a lady behind her back..."

"Oh, I almost forgot, are you French?"

Leon saw Laurendius in a state of embarrassment on the second floor.

"Lauren..." He gently pushed the other person awake.

Laurentius opened his eyes drowsily.

"Li Ang? Why are you here?"

"Because of an accident, but now is not the time to talk about this... I received your letter. In the letter, you mentioned that Old Nott planned to go to the Department of Mysteries?"

"Yes, Department of Mysteries," Laurentius rubbed his stubbled face to wake himself up, "at least that's what he said..."

"Department of Mysteries..." Li Ang narrowed his eyes and muttered this word.

"Does Dumbledore know?"

"I know, as you said, I will tell him as soon as I find anything."

"Well..." Li Ang touched his chin and began to think about it.

There is no doubt that Noseless's ultimate goal is probably the Department of Mysteries.

As for why he went there... Li Ang felt that the other party probably still cared about the prophecy.

After all, the most valuable thing in the Department of Mysteries is the room of prophecies.

But if the other party's purpose is the Department of Mysteries, then what is the purpose of causing riots in Diagon Alley?

Besides, Li Ang never thought that the vulture group causing trouble in Diagon Alley would be willing to listen to Nose.

Rather than saying that they cooperate, it is better to say that they use each other.

While he was thinking about it, Li Ang suddenly heard a faint scream coming from outside.

That sound was very much like the sound made by a looking glass when it detects danger.

Li Ang came to the window and looked out carefully, and found that many people wearing black robes and hoods were already heading towards Gringotts...

'His goal is Gringotts! '

However, Li Ang made no move.

He is not a hero, and he does not have Galleons in Gringotts. What does it have to do with whether Gringotts suffers or not?

However, when the albino dragon broke through the roof of Gringotts, Li Ang couldn't sit still.

"Lauren, let's go..."

"If we don't leave, we will all be roasted by the dragon's breath!"

British Ministry of Magic.

A man in a cloak slowly descended in the elevator. After a while, the elevator stopped.

The elevator door was opened and the figure walked out slowly.

After exiting the elevator fence, a simple corridor leads to a simple black door.The figure pushed open the pure black door and entered the circular black room.

He was standing in a large circular room.Everything here, including the ceiling and floor, is black; twelve identical black doors with no markings or handles are set at a certain distance from each other and embedded in the surrounding black walls, some with blue flames. Candles were dotted on the walls, and their cold, flickering light reflected on the bright marble floor, making it look like there was a puddle of black water on the floor.

Twelve doors represent twelve rooms.

He knows some of the rooms, such as the Time Hall, the Brain Hall, the Planet Room, the Death Hall...

And, the final destination of his trip - the Prophecy Hall.

This is the most mysterious place in the entire magical world, where the most dangerous powers are studied.

If he hadn't been extremely weak now, he would have wanted to visit the Time Hall and the locked room again.

The former is full of time-turners, and there's even a prototype of a time-turner.

As for the latter, it is said that it contains the mysterious power that the old man has been talking about for so many years - love.

It's something he can never understand because he is the product of a love potion.

However, he has always scorned this statement.

As for the death hall, he didn't even bother to take a look.

After all, he is the one who conquered death...

He strode into the prophecy hall, which was a huge, cold room filled with towering shelves.It was filled with small, dusty glass balls.There are little yellowed labels on the shelves beneath each glass ball.Some balls emit mysterious flowing light, while others are fuzzy and dark, like extinguished light bulbs.More candlesticks are set into the shelves at intervals.

What he is looking for is the shelf in row 97, where he has what he wants.

That hateful Severus only listened to half of the prophecy back then.

And the reason why he has "confidence" in him for so many years is just because he is not sure whether he really did not hear the prophecy that followed.

It wasn't like he hadn't thought about digging into his brain, but he was already good at Occlumency, so there was nothing he could do.

"Voldemort..."

Suddenly a hoarse voice came over.

The figure slowly turned around and took off his hood. Under the hood, there was a pale face, with snake-like nostrils on his nose, and his eyes also had ginger-yellow vertical pupils.

"No wonder my new apprentice nicknamed you 'No Nose'... It turns out that you really have no nose..." Larry Bernard sneered.

"What, where is your servant named Old Nott? He didn't come with you?"

"Or have you abandoned me?"