Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

"Snapped!"

In the dark space, three embarrassed figures were thrown out and fell heavily to the ground.

"what!"

Cedric landed on his shoulders. He was the first to be thrown out. When his head was still dizzy, he subconsciously used himself as a flesh pad to cushion the impact for the two ladies.

Fleur's elbow accidentally hit Cedric in the stomach, causing acid to pour into his stomach.

"Sorry." Fleur said apologetically.

"It's okay." Cedric shook his head and looked at Cassandra. Fortunately, Cassandra controlled the position where she appeared. Otherwise, he would not be able to bear the weight of another person. .

But Cassandra ignored his gaze at this moment and looked at this black space.

——This is a long corridor, with almost no difference between the floor and ceiling, and their shadows are reflected on the smooth black walls.

"Is this the Department of Mysteries?" she asked.

"Probably." Cedric got up from the ground and replied while rubbing his stomach and shoulders, "The Department of Mysteries is the highest level of confidentiality in the Ministry of Magic. Everything here is top secret, let alone me. Even my dad has never been here.”

As he spoke, he looked left and right at this mysterious place, with curiosity and vigilance in his eyes.

Compared to other floors, the Department of Mysteries seems a little too quiet. There are no traps here, not even the magic drones that have been following them.

But this is as it should be.

For them to enter the Department of Mysteries during a competition is already an incredible thing. If it is still broadcast live, the Ministry of Magic's pants will be pulled clean!

"Let's go, it feels a bit depressing here." Fleur glanced to the side uneasily, and met her own gaze on the black wall. She couldn't help but shudder, and rubbed her shoulders.

Neither Cedric nor Cassandra had any problem with this.

The structure of the Department of Mysteries is very simple, and there is only one path in front of them.

They stepped forward, and their leather shoes hit the ground, making "squeaky" and "squeaky" sounds. The soles of their feet felt sticky, as if they had stepped on soft and glutinous rice, which made people feel uncomfortable.

"The shoes are all burned..." She complained, then kicked off her leather shoes and continued walking on her white socks.

Soon, they came to a door.

This is the end of the passage and the only door in front of them...

This is a door that looks very strange. It is naturally black and has exquisite patterns. You can feel its heaviness just by looking at it, as if it was carved from a whole piece of marble.

What's even more peculiar is that there is no handle on this door and it looks integrated with the surrounding walls.

Kassandra raised her wand in front of her face as if she were holding a pistol. She pressed the fingers of her other hand against the door and pushed it gently, but the door did not move.

"Open the Alaho hole!"

The wand flashed with sparks, but the door made no move.

"I think there may be a very profound anti-lock-picking spell left on it." Cedric guessed.

The same spell can be very simple or very complex. Obviously, the spell of the Department of Mysteries is the latter. Unless you are a very powerful wizard, it will be difficult to crack in a short time.

"And we only have a few hours." Fleur said worriedly, "Does anyone else remember how long it has been since the game started?"

"It's been two and a half hours." Cassandra was not a black kid, but she still said coldly.

She calculated the time accurately from the beginning.

Three hours is not a long time, but it is obvious that if Dumbledore had not handed them the found door key, it would have been difficult for them to reach the Department of Mysteries in three hours.

Not to mention breaking the spell on this door.

"Digory, what's inside the door?" Cassandra lifted her long hair from the side of her face, revealing her delicate and small ears. The red earlobes were as beautiful as ripe pomegranates.

She pressed against the door and tapped with her fingers.

"Boom, boom,"

There was a dull sound in my ears.

"Well," Cedric pondered for a moment, not knowing whether he should tell the secrets about the British Ministry of Magic, but he thought about it and realized that his knowledge of things was very shallow, let alone if this door was opened. , the so-called secret is no longer a secret, so he said, "I heard that there are many doors in the Department of Mysteries..."

He held his chin and recalled the few words he had learned from different people over the years:

"You may know that there are some innate magics in this world. The form of their existence is obviously difficult to explain, and it is difficult - no, it should be almost impossible to control. And the Department of Mysteries studies these magics."

Then, he was afraid that Cassandra and Fleur would be difficult to understand, so he gave an example.

"It's like a time-turner."

A student as good as Cedric did know about time-turners. But just like Hermione, he didn't insist on taking all the courses and dropped some that didn't interest him.

"Time is indeed a magic that is difficult to explain." Cassandra said softly.

She knew that Cyrus had suffered from the Time Turner before, and Cyrus would sometimes tell the little wizards in Ilvermorny like an anecdote.

"What is a time turner?" Fleur had never heard of a time turner, so she was particularly curious. "Can you use this to reverse time?"

"No, time cannot be reversed, and reality will not change." Cedric said, "The time turner can take you back to the past, but nothing will change what happened."

If the time converter is a correction belt, then in fact it cannot correct the wrong results, it can only change some inconspicuous processes on the existing results.

Of course it is, but in fact this is not absolute.

There once was a wizard who went back in time and traveled through hundreds of years. As a result, time was disrupted and more than twenty people disappeared out of thin air. This shows that time travel is indeed enough to change the past and history.

Fleur hasn't understood it yet, but this doesn't affect them from thinking that the Department of Mysteries is very wonderful.

"Moreover, this spell is not stable. Even if you want to time travel, you can only go back five hours at most, otherwise there will be huge risks." Cedric said, "Most attempts to travel across a long period of time The time traveling wizards did not return to this world again, but disappeared in time, with only one exception...

"A witch named Eloise Mintenberg returned to 1402 and stayed there for five days. When she came back, her body seemed to have experienced five centuries and had aged in an instant."

This terrible consequence was a bit unacceptable to both Fleur and Cassandra.