The Order of the Phoenix's operations in the Department of Mysteries were more difficult than expected. More and more people rushed towards this floor of the building from various passages in the Magic Congress Building.
This is simply incredible.
You must know that Aurors, as the top elite in the wizarding world, have always been small in number.
Even when the Magical Congress faced the terrible witch-hunting movement in its early days, there were only 12 Aurors. Now with the development of generations, there are only 20 or 30 Aurors now.
But so many wizards rushed in.
Some even have office clerk nameplates hanging on their uniforms, as if they are crazy and determined to die with the devil who is destroying their home.
Who knows what Voldemort told them.
For a moment, various magic spells roared in and out of the prophecy hall of the Department of Mysteries, and prophecy balls were knocked off the shelves and shattered on the ground.
Among the fragments of these crystal balls, some pale and translucent figures like ghosts floated up, muttering their own prophecies - "...A new one will appear at the solstice..."
"His pursuit of his dream will inevitably fail, and the death of his loved ones will imprison him like a cage..."
There was a mess everywhere, and all kinds of magic made the place a mess, especially the transformation spell that caused great changes in the environment, and easily overturned an entire shelf full of prophecy balls.
In such a battlefield, if you think about saving a hand, you may end up destroying yourself.
An old man on crutches rushed over waving his wand. Professor McGonagall just cast a fainting spell. When the old man fell down, he was hit by a flying shelf. He had no time to avoid it and broke it.
neck.
Professor McGonagall didn't even have time to wave her wand and save him!
She looked at this scene so sadly, pursed her lips, turned around like crazy and rushed towards a place with few people.
Everything on the battlefield was so full of unknowns that a wizard who was walking in the fog and carefully looking around fell directly into a large hole in the ground and fell into a warehouse full of medicine bottles downstairs.
She smashed a whole box of potions, her whole body began to twitch, and soon vines sprouted out of her body.
The high wall of flames at the beginning finally extinguished, and Sirius and the others carefully hid behind Hagrid's huge shield and ran towards the prophecy ball stand.
It's just that they didn't notice that where Crabbe fell, a wisp of flames of different colors was burning everything bit by bit, becoming more turbulent bit by bit.
That's the fierce fire released by Crabbe!
As long as the magical black magic of Li Fire is released, it will keep burning, igniting and burning everything that the flame touches, and swallowing everything in the world.
Until someone casts a counter-spell to extinguish it.
But obviously no one would notice at all at this time. There were explosions and flames everywhere, and this fierce fire was still so inconspicuous at this time.
Sirius carried Crabbe on his back and walked quickly towards the depth of the shelf, looking left and right at the words on the sign under the prophecy ball holder.
He didn't know why he wanted to save this child. Maybe it was because he was so desperate for his father, maybe because he had taught him so seriously, maybe...
Well, after all, I still relented.
This is just a teenage boy who is still ignorant.
He had made such a mistake back then, thinking that a person who had gone astray was hopeless, so he jealously humiliated the person in front of everyone.
only……
Sirius stumbled and almost fell to the ground.
Crabbe, this little fat guy is really too heavy!
How did he eat?
"I'll do it." Lupine reached out and twisted Crabbe up from Sirius's back, as if he were grabbing a handful of herbs.
"!
Sirius looked back at him in disbelief, "How did you do it?"
Lupine just smiled shyly, "Have you forgotten? I am a werewolf, and it was Anton's help that allowed me to master the power of werewolves."
"Merlin's beard!" Sirius looked at Lupine's arm that had not transformed, then at the fat man in his hand, and gave a thumbs up.
At this moment, a suppressed cry of excitement sounded.
"found it!"
It was Molly Weiss. She excitedly motioned to the rag doll in her hand. The rag doll stretched its arms in one direction on the shelf.
She found the prophecy ball about Lockhart, and the Order of the Phoenix was very curious as to why Voldemort had to add Lockhart to his kill list.
I saw the nameplate below that read - Prophecy time August 25, 1995, about Tom Riddle's daughter and Gilderoy Lockhart.
"Voldemort's daughter?" Molly looked strange.
She was stunned, and the rag doll in her hand suddenly crawled out of her hand, jumped up on the shelf, and stretched out her two soft arms to grab the prophecy ball.
But the prophecy ball was too heavy for it to lift.
"Yes, there is news that that crazy woman Bella spoiled Voldemort's child." When Sirius mentioned this cousin, his expression looked extremely strange and disgusting.
"Merlin's beard!" Molly exclaimed in disbelief, "Bella has a husband!"
"Now is not the time to talk about this!" Sirius reached out to grab the crystal ball on the shelf.
"etc!"
Lupine quickly stopped him, "Don't touch this prophecy ball directly. There is magic between it and the shelf, and there is a powerful curse of fate on it!"
Sirius immediately retracted his arm as if he had been electrocuted. Wizards at their level knew all too well how terrible things like fate were.
After all, Dumbledore is a living example right in front of us.
"Then what do we do?"
"Smash it, we just need to know the contents, we don't need to take it back!" Lu Ping stretched out his hand and gently pressed against the shelf, gesturing for everyone to take a step back.
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Suddenly, the entire crystal ball on the shelf shook, but the force was so small that all the crystal balls returned to their bases. Only the crystal ball about Lockhart rolled down from the shelf.
.
Bang~
It hit the ground hard and shattered instantly, and a translucent pale figure floated up from the crystal ball.
He looked like an old man with a beard. He seemed to have collapsed on the bed, panting feebly, as if he was telling his final words——
"The God of Love will curse the despicable person who dares to steal another person's maternal love... All the punishment for sin will be reflected in the offspring he has given love... His offspring will fall in love with someone who should not love... A person who will
The romantic star poet whose wife washes away the memory and gives freedom...the man with the brightest smile...the one who will eventually witness his death and regret..."
After the intermittent paragraph ended, the translucent figure began to become thinner and finally dissipated in the air.
"That's it?"
Sirius looked angry. He looked around at this terrible battlefield. People were dying here at any time. "We risked our lives to sneak into Voldemort's lair just to hear such a gossip story?"
"Ha~" He simply thought it was ridiculous, "Oh, Merlin's beard, Lockhart cast the Forgetting Curse on Bella, allowing her to leave Voldemort, and then made Voldemort's daughter fall in love with him. It was so good.
"
He said it was great, but he couldn't laugh at all.
This information is useless at all, and they may even sacrifice some of their companions because of it!
"No!"
Lu Ping squinted and recalled the contents carefully, "I think we have obtained the most valuable information!"
He looked at everyone thoughtfully, "The contents of the prophecy seem to indicate that Voldemort stole the magic of love that Lily left on Harry, and was therefore cursed by the backlash!"
Using holy things for personal gain, tarnishing the holy, and ultimately obtaining a terrible curse. There are too many examples of this kind of thing in the wizarding world, such as the rumored sacred unicorn. Professor Quirrell drank unicorn that year.
The blood of the horned beast eventually fell apart and died directly.
Arthur's eyes lit up, "We have to tell Dumbledore this news, he must know how to take advantage of this!"
They didn't wait for a while, and other members of the Order of the Phoenix also arrived. Everyone held Lockhart's stand-in rag doll made by Lupine. Even if they were disturbed in this prophecy hall, fate would still guide these Lockharts.
'Find this prophecy ball.
"We have to get out of here quickly, these people are crazy!" Jin Lai frowned, his eyes full of suppressed anger.
"No!" Professor McGonagall looked back sadly. Even though they, the members of the Order of the Phoenix, had all gathered here, there were still many people fighting in the prophecy hall, which was full of fog, noise and roaring spells.
She knew very well what was going on. In the past few decades of her life, she had fought with saints and Death Eaters, and she had seen too many things.
An unorganized battle will eventually turn into a terrible chaos, and countless people will die meaninglessly.
"We need to save them!"
"How to save us?" Jin Lai resisted, "They are going to kill us!"
Professor McGonagall shook her head and slowly walked towards the distant battle with her wand, "No, they are just poor people who were involved in the war."
Everyone looked at each other, and Lupine looked at Sirius with a smile, "You are responsible for knocking them out, and I will take them out?"
Sirius used his wand to pick at his golden, half-length hair, "I'm good at this!"
As he spoke, Lupine's figure suddenly began to change. Countless long white hairs began to grow wildly, and his face quickly elongated and bulged. In just an instant, he turned into a werewolf.
But this change did not stop, he continued to expand, his muscles squirmed, and his body became burly again as he lengthened.
Under the astonished gazes of other members of the Order of the Phoenix, Lupine transformed into a giant werewolf that was larger than a fire dragon at an extremely fast speed.
He could only bend down, otherwise the huge werewolf's head would hit the high ceiling of the prophecy hall.
Even the tall and burly Hagrid looked like a chubby child next to him.
The sharp wolf claws shook slightly, and the tall and chubby Crabbe was thrown onto his back like a little rag doll. The werewolf turned around, opened his mouth full of fangs, and stared at Sirius, "Then you