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Chapter 437 The Department of Mysterious Affairs

Ryan and six other people stood at the entrance of the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, but the 12 doors at the first level made it difficult for them. Under this situation, Harry's one-by-one trial was the only feasible solution.

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"Harry, what does the door you're looking for look like?" Ginny asked.

"It can only be said that it is, well, a room that glows." Harry said and walked to the door directly opposite him. He held the wand tightly in his right hand and pushed hard with his left hand.

The door was opened easily, without any unexpected attack. After experiencing the darkness of the first room, everyone felt that this square room with many chandeliers hung on golden chains was very bright. The house was very empty.

, except for a table that may be used for recording, there is only a huge glass water tank filled with dark green liquid in the center of the room.

This water tank is more like a transparent glass swimming pool than a water tank. Many white things are swimming in the jasmine liquid.

"Brain? And it's a human brain." Hermione, whose parents are dentists, quickly recognized what was in the water tank. "Why are these things raised here?"

"Just like scientists outside study the brain, wizards should also hope to discover our own secrets by studying the brain. The only difference is that magic keeps these brains alive, making it easier to study. As for appearing here,

It's easy to explain. Aren't the brain research departments outside also concentrated in top scientific institutions?" Ryan explained to Hermione in a small voice, but everyone in the room heard him.

"Everyone, get out of here." Harry said after looking at his brain, which was like slimy broccoli. "This is not the room. Let's try another door."

They quickly returned to the black foyer. Before the door was closed, Ryan gently knocked on the door with his ring, leaving a silver flame symbol on the door.

The door closed with a click, and then there was another loud rumble, and the wall began to rotate rapidly again. But this time, a small blur of silvery white appeared in the middle of a blue. When everything was fixed, that

The silver-white flame mark was still jumping there, showing that they had already tried that door.

"That's a good idea." Harry said, raising his wand and pushing open the door opposite him again, with the others still following behind.

This room might be a little bigger than the one just now, and it was also rectangular. In the dim light, they found that the middle of the room was sunken, forming a huge stone pit about twenty feet deep. The room was surrounded by large stone pits.

The stone steps sunk down step by step in the pit, like stone benches. They stood in the top row, and the steps extended downward at a very steep angle, much like a gymnasium.

In the middle of the stone pit is a raised stone platform, with an arch standing on it. It looks very old and shabby, but there is no wall support around it. There is a tattered black curtain or curtain hanging on the arch, although it is cold.

There was no breeze in the air, but the curtains were fluttering gently, as if someone had just touched them.

"Is this the intersection of the main world and the death world?" As soon as Ryan walked into the house, he could feel a little bit of the cold atmosphere with the rules of death slowly seeping out from the door. As someone who has been visiting recently

For those who study various rules, this aura is very obvious. "On the opposite side of the door should be the world of death corresponding to the Emerald Dream." He suddenly remembered the information he had seen before.

Legend has it that this door was the first building of the Ministry of Magic. To be precise, the Ministry of Magic was actually built with this arch as the core and slowly expanded to the periphery. In the beginning, this place was just a group of wizards building this special building.

The most secretive knowledge of the magical world was studied in the environment, and later gradually turned into today's Department of Mysteries. They are only nominally affiliated with the Ministry of Magic, but in fact everything is run independently.

Ryan deeply suspected that there was no one here today because those in the Department of Mysteries might have seen everything that was going to happen through prophecy in advance, so they avoided today's chaos in advance.

If Ryan wasn't still thinking about today's business, he would even have the urge to just sit here and study it. Ryan feels that if he can study the rules where the rules of the two worlds conflict, the progress will probably be

Several times that of other places.

"Who's there?" Harry suddenly said and jumped onto the stone bench on the next level. But no one answered, but the curtain was still fluttering.

Ryan immediately rushed forward and pulled him back. "Sirius can't be there. Behind that door is death. This room was once used as a death chamber by the Ministry of Magic until it signed a contract with those dementors.

Agreement. Before the agreement is signed, the condemned prisoner will be pushed in through this door. After passing through the curtain, the person will completely disappear from our world, and no one will ever come back alive from behind that door."

"But I heard voices inside that attracted me." After Harry said that, he looked back at the others, but the others indicated that they heard nothing.

"Only after the death of someone close to you can you hear the voices inside. You are the only one here who fits this point." Ryan twisted Harry's upper body and turned his upper body towards him. He stared at Harry with confusion.

"I know this door is very attractive to you because you have lost a loved one. But please think about what we are here for?"

"Damn it." Harry slapped himself hard to wake himself up. He thought that Sirius had been captured by Voldemort and might be being tortured and facing life-threatening danger, but he was looking at this door.

"Let's go." Under Harry's leadership, they returned to the black circular room. Ryan also printed a silver flame logo on it.

The wall spun again, then stopped. Harry randomly picked a door, walked over and pushed it, but the door did not move. Ryan touched the door and let dozens of bright red runes flow onto the door, but these runes

Wendu was pushed back by the force on the door. Only then did he realize that the door was locked using an extremely complex magical power.

"It can't be opened, but I don't think it's this door. Harry can go through all the doors in his dream." After marking, the wall rotated again and stopped.

Harry was a little desperate at this time, and he repeated the previous process again. But this time after opening the door, Harry's expression suddenly became excited.

"This is it!" Harry said excitedly, and after saying that, he was the first one to rush in. The others could only quickly follow.

"I just don't know what's waiting in front of me this time." Ryan sighed quietly and was the last one to walk into the room.

This house is the brightest one we have seen since entering the Ministry of Magic. There is a continuous and busy ticking sound all around, like thousands of little feet walking. Looking around,

Various clocks are hung in the gaps between the bookshelves, or placed on tables as long as the room. The clock faces are shining brightly, and the most eye-catching one, beating with bright diamond-like light, is located in the room.

A tall crystal bell at the end of the room.

Under the leadership of Harry, everyone quickly passed through the narrow gap between the tables, walked through the bell-shaped crystal jar, and came to the only door at the back.

"I think we're here." As he said this, he turned his head and looked at everyone, and found that everyone nervously took out their wands. Ryan and Hermione even each held a strange golden glass in their left hands.

bottle..

"Okay, let's go in." Harry wanted to say something, but his mind was so messed up that he didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only wave his hand to signal everyone to move forward.


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