if i am not me

Chapter 114

Leaning tightly against the wall, Harry looked coldly through the invisibility cloak at the middle-aged man beside him who had fallen asleep, and carefully pushed open the dark door of the Department of Mysteries.

At this time, the Ministry of Magic had already passed the off-duty time, so apart from the snoring duty officer in front of him, there was almost no one to be seen on the ninth floor.Normally, there might occasionally be one or two Aurors on duty to visit, but today, the Ministry of Magic has a rare defense loophole.Because most of the power of the Ministry of Magic is in the hands of Sirius, Dumbledore was transferred to the Triwizard Tournament where unexpected situations may occur.

No one would have thought that someone would dare to break into the Ministry of Magic during the day. In people's usual thinking mode, such sneaky things would naturally be arranged at night.

Harry didn't think so, however.

In the past, he would have chosen to sneak into this underground building surrounded by countless magic circles at night, but after he had the invisibility cloak and a way to enter and exit here at will, Harry decided to change his plan.

Yes, maybe it's better to hide in the dark at night, but also, all the organs of the Ministry of Magic that are idle during the day are all opened up.So when all the pros and cons were in front of Harry, he made what he thought was the right choice.

Sneaking into the room swiftly, Harry squinted his eyes when he looked at the round wall and the twelve doors on the wall as he remembered.But now is not the time to sigh and sigh. Immediately close the black door behind him, and the originally bright room suddenly darkened.

The only light source in the room at this time was a few candles with dancing blue flames on the wall, and with the help of this faint light, Harry carefully looked at each door, pondering which one he should open first.

Fortunately, he is no longer the idiot who can only open the doors one by one to verify. From the different patterns of different colors on each door, Harry judged the things that might exist behind the doors one by one.

Finally, Harry chose one of them, and pushed it open quickly—behind the door was a beautiful world.

Countless diamond-like lights flashed and danced in the room, and thousands of clocks were either hung between the bookshelves, or stood on a table as long as the entire room, or stuck to the wall, or Fall from the roof.All in all, they filled every corner of the room, and at the same time made the room ring with the sound of ticking clocks all the time.

It's a pity that Harry's attention was not on these strange clockmakers. He glanced casually, and walked along the narrow gap between the tables towards the brightest light source in the room.

Of course, his goal is not the light source, but the unpretentious door behind the big clock where the light source is.

Taking a deep breath, Harry put his hand on the door, pushed gently, and the door opened.

It was an extremely spacious room, like a church hall.Countless towering shelves filled the whole room layer by layer, but it didn't look crowded. On the contrary, the small gray glass balls on the shelves shone coldly under the faint light of candles, which made people feel a little depressing for no reason. .

Through the Invisibility Cloak, Harry walked to the aisle between the two shelves and looked towards the bracket at the end.On the bracket, a big "50" is turning strange colors under the blue flame.

After choosing the direction, Harry didn't stop in his footsteps, his eyes quickly scanned the numbers beside the passage, and he walked quickly towards his target.

Harry's steps were very light, so light that no one felt that there was another person in the room. Of course, even if he yelled now, it might not attract the attention of the higher-ups, but he still carefully controlled his steps. .

After about a minute, Harry found the number he wanted, and glanced at the "1" on the bracket. He looked at the small dusty glass balls on the shelf, and was a little dazed for a while.

But it was only a momentary distraction. Harry, who quickly came back to his senses, quickly scanned the yellowed labels pasted on the shelf, and began to search for those familiar names with a little urgency.

Finally, he stopped at the end of the shelf facing the wall, looking at the label under a prophecy ball, Harry's heart tightened suddenly.Different from the obsolescence of the label itself, the writing on it is still legible. Several exquisite fonts mark a date about ten years ago, which reads:

The Dark Lord and (?) Neville Longbottom Harry looked at this familiar yet unfamiliar prophecy ball, and a strange emotion suddenly surged in their hearts.Once, he also saw a prophecy ball that was exactly the same, the only difference was the name recorded on it.

But I don't know, is the content of the current one the same as the one in his memory?

Stretching out his hand tentatively, Harry looked at his fingers exposed to the air, knowing that today's biggest test had begun.

Slowly moving his fingers towards the small glass ball, he suddenly hesitated in his heart.But in the end, he firmly put his hand on top of the prophecy ball, and slowly lowered it.

Then, hold it.

When the warm temperature in the palm of his hand reached his mind, Harry didn't expect that he could get the prophecy ball so easily.You must know that the prophecy ball can only be picked up by the person mentioned in the prophecy itself. When he saw the only two names on the label, he had already tried to adopt other methods, but the reality gave him a surprise. A pleasant surprise for him...

But now is not the time to think about these things. He gripped the prophecy ball tightly, and Harry hurriedly stuffed it into the pocket of his clothes that was close to the skin, completely hiding his figure in the invisibility cloak again, and he quickly left the room.

When he left the black door of the Department of Mysteries, the person on duty was still sleeping soundly. Until he got on the elevator and left the ninth floor with a click, the person was still unaware of what had happened before.

Seeing this, the corners of Harry's mouth, which had been tightly pursed, finally turned up. At this moment, his pocket trembled suddenly.

This slight change caused confusion to flash in Harry's eyes, and he hurriedly turned the note out of his pocket. Sure enough, the folded note was shaking at a specific frequency.

Shouldn't Drake still be playing now? How could he send a message?

Harry frowned slightly, and quickly flipped through the note, only to see a few words written on it: "The Goblet of Fire has disappeared."

Draco bit his lip and passed the news to Harry as quickly as possible, then turned his head to look at Krum, who was unconscious at his feet.

Just a few minutes ago, he and Krum were fighting for the Goblet of Fire, the symbol of the championship.However, when he successfully blocked Krum's progress, a mysterious thing happened.

The Goblet of Fire, which was safely placed on the base, disappeared extremely abruptly the moment his spell hit Krum.

That's right, it disappeared. The weird scene made Draco, who was extremely shocked, think of the "Portkey" immediately, because the conspiracy Harry told him had left a deep impression on him.So after reacting, he immediately notified Harry, even though he didn't know the true meaning of the disappearance of the Goblet of Fire.

Harry's response came quickly, and within a few seconds, the note in his hand trembled.

"Who else but the Goblet of Fire?"

Understanding what Harry meant, Draco immediately raised his hand and returned, "No one, Krum hit the Goblet of Fire with something on it before he passed out, and then the Goblet of Fire disappeared."

Harry didn't reply right away this time, and it took almost a minute for Drake to hear from him.

"Send a distress signal, find Neville, and wait for my message."

A few short lines of words made Draco's brows furrow fiercely. Sure enough, the matter is not as simple as the disappearance of the Goblet of Fire...

Putting away the note neatly, Draco raised his wand and pointed it into the air, firing a string of bright red sparks.The speed of the patrolling personnel was very fast, it was almost before Drake adjusted his posture, and seven or eight people appeared in front of them, including Sirius.

"What happened?" Looking at the fainted Krum and the helpless and puzzled Draco in front of them, the group of people were a little at a loss.They are now at the place where the Goblet of Fire was placed, but one of the two warriors present passed out, the other sent a distress signal, and the Goblet of Fire, which was the token of the champion, disappeared...

Seeing the leader Sirius, Draco immediately cautiously put on a confused expression, and said with the same confused attitude as them, "Sir, the Goblet of Fire is gone."

Drake never knew that the efficiency of the Ministry of Magic could be so high. Just 1 minute after he finished speaking, he and Krum, who was still in a coma, and who was found by the patrol personnel did not know where they were found. Sleepy Fu Rong came to the referee's seat together.

At this time, Dumbledore was asking what happened to Sirius. After getting a general idea, he gave Sirius a few words and then came to Draco and said quite seriously, "Son, can you know Can you tell me about it in detail?"

Glancing at Sirius, who was ordered to leave, Draco swallowed under the gaze of Dumbledore's eyes.He has always known the power of the old man in front of him, but he didn't know that the old man would put so much pressure on him. Those blue eyes were too sharp. Under his eyes, Draco felt that he had almost no escape. shape.

But Draco knew better that he had to get used to facing this kind of pressure, and tried to calm down the tension in his heart. He made an effort to recall, and began to narrate his experiences with Dumbledore one by one.

"...He dodged a few times of my attacks, but when I was about to approach him, he didn't dodge any more," Draco lowered his eyelashes to cover his eyes, with a puzzled look on his face, "and Throwing something at the Goblet of Fire...uh, and the Goblet of Fire was gone."

After finishing speaking, Draco looked up at Dumbledore who was listening to him carefully, wondering what judgment the old man would make.But Dumbledore just frowned and continued to ask, "That is to say, because of your presence, he hasn't been able to touch the Goblet of Fire, has he?"

"Uh... yes." Turning Dumbledore's question in his mind a few times, Draco replied honestly, after all, it seems that now is not the time to play tricks.

"Okay, kid, take a break first." As if he had made up his mind, Dumbledore patted Draco on the shoulder, turned and walked towards Karkaroff and Madame Maxime who were roaring.

Only then did Drake get a chance to observe the situation at this time. The referee's seat was better, only Karkaroff, Madam Maxim and Bagman who didn't know why were questioning the situation loudly.The auditorium was chaotic, because everyone didn't know why the three warriors had left the maze, but the Goblet of Fire as a keepsake was missing, so all kinds of random guesses came out all at once.But Draco ignored the chirping voices, but shifted his gaze to where Neville and the others were.

Not far away, Drake could still clearly see the anxious expressions of Ron and Hermione, but no matter how many times Drake looked at them, the person he wanted to see the most, the person who should have been sitting in the seat, was gone. up...

Neville!

The author has something to say: Aww...a certain demon who is chasing the overlord finally presented this chapter~ This chapter held me back for another three days...a tragedy! ! ! !

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