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Chapter 438 Prophecy Ball

After entering this house, Ryan found that this place was very similar to the prophecy hall in the movie. The room was as high as a church, and it was lined with tall shelves filled with dusty small glass balls. Under each glass ball there were

The label paper has turned yellow. There is nothing else.

The light source of the room comes from candles embedded in candlesticks on the shelves at certain intervals. Like the black rotunda, the candles here also emit blue light. In addition, compared with the house outside

The completely different silence makes this house feel as cold as the snowy wilderness.

Harry took the lead and ran to the right along the silver numbers under the candlesticks, because he remembered that the position in the dream was in row 97. At this time, Ryan, who was at the end, was half-kneeling with the box in his hand under the cover of Hermione.

Put it on the ground and opened the box.

There are eight gems on the box. Each time you press a gem before opening it, the corresponding doll will be released. After a few dozen seconds, all eight dolls stood in front of Ryan.

"The target this time is much more powerful than the vampire last time, so you'd better do it together. If you're not sure, you'd rather let it go than try to get it by force. In short, concealment is the first priority this time. Only if you can be sure of a fatal blow

You are only allowed to take action under certain circumstances. When you see the mysterious man or Dumbledore appear, you will leave here immediately, and then the rose crystal will open the door for you and return to your world."

"Understood." The little dolls agreed in unison, and then performed a skirt-lifting ceremony in a row. Then they flew up to the shelf and disappeared.

"We need to run faster, otherwise we won't be able to keep up with Harry and the others." Hermione said quickly as she watched the puppets gradually disappear into the darkness at the top of the house. By the time they reached row 97, they were just in time.

I heard Harry shouting loudly: "Oh my god, who can save him? He is covered in blood."

Ryan quickly pushed away the Weasley twins who were blocking the way, and found Harry kneeling on the ground, while Sirius was lying in front of him with blood all over his body and a pale face.

"He's fine." Ryan used his wand to release a wisp of green light on Sirius for inspection, and after sensing the information fed back by the magic, he said to Harry. "He was hit by three or four Cruciatus Curses, and there are also some injuries on his body.

It's a little injured, but it can all be restored. I'll try to wake him up first. But he's very weak now, and even after he wakes up, he may need someone to take him with him." After hearing this, Harry

His face looks much better.

What Ryan didn't say he discovered was that through his inspection, he could confirm that the body and soul lying here were Sirius, and had not been swapped by anyone. This was better than the worst situation imagined.

But Ryan could also understand what was going on. As the second-generation Dark Lord, Voldemort always had a bit of arrogance and arrogance. He didn't think that a few underage wizards could lead a child who basically lost the ability to take care of himself.

The adult wizard escaped from him and his Death Eaters. Naturally, he didn't bother to do such demeaning things as disguises and sneak attacks.

On the other hand, Sirius, who cannot recover in a short period of time, can be used to slow them down and increase Voldemort's chances of winning. If they find someone to fake it, Harry and the others will just run away if they find out that Sirius is fake.

Too bad.

After all, Harry and the others are just students, so escaping from such brutal guys as the Death Eaters is the most natural choice. Harry has successfully escaped from Voldemort twice before, so this time Voldemort and the others will do more.

Preparation is also conceivable.

Thinking that a large group of Death Eaters were ambushing around, Ryan couldn't help but look around cautiously. But he saw nothing but darkness.

Since the ambusher hasn't come out yet, it's important to wake up Sirius first. After waking up, everyone will at least know what happened here.

"Resurrection of Life" Ryan pointed his wand at Sirius and recited a Quenya spell. A mixture of red and green light flew out from Ryan's wand and fell on Sirius' body.

These rays of light were quickly absorbed into Sirius' skin. Moisturized by the magic power full of nature and life force, his skin began to slowly regain some color, and the wounds on his body also healed. Finally, the little boy

Sirius's eyelids began to tremble slightly, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Sirius, you're awake." Harry said excitedly, with a smile on his face.

Sirius' eyes rolled around at first, as if he was looking for something. Then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Harry, with a nervous look on his face. His lips moved hard, as if he wanted to say something to Harry.

Harry bent down and put his ear close to Sirius' mouth. He heard him say in a hoarse and weak voice, "Why are you here? Come on, get out of here quickly, this is a trap."

"What, a trap?" Harry raised his head in shock, only to find that more than twenty shadows appeared around them in an instant, blocking the path on both sides of them; these people's eyes were shining in the gaps in their hoods.

, more than twenty wands with shiny tips were aimed at their hearts.

"Okay, Harry. Take down the glass ball with your name on it from the shelf next to you and hand it to me. Otherwise, you and your friends, yes, and your godfather will all die here together.

"A deliberately low voice came from the shadow under the hood, but Ryan recognized it as Lucius Malfoy.

Harry guessed that each crystal ball here might correspond to a corresponding person, and only designated people could take these glass balls off the shelf. In this way, the purpose of being lured here by Voldemort and his group would be clear.

. This crystal ball is probably the secret weapon that Voldemort is looking for to defeat them.

It was clear, but now Harry had no choice. It seemed that they would not be able to break out of the Death Eaters' encirclement with Sirius, and he certainly would not abandon Sirius.

Harry could only look at the Death Eaters hiding under the hoods with stubborn eyes. Perhaps out of some scruples, the Death Eaters just pointed their wands at them but did not do anything. But he also knew,

This stalemate doesn't make much sense. If he doesn't respond in a short period of time, these Death Eaters may use other methods to make themselves submit once their patience is exhausted. At that time, more people may be hurt.

Just when he was anxious, he suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye that Ryan was half-kneeling next to Sirius, using the cover of several classmates to pour some medicine into Sirius' mouth. When he found Harry looking at his

At that time, he made a mouth shape that delayed time.

Harry immediately realized that as the master of alchemy, Ryan would probably have the medicine to treat Sirius in a short time. And now he hoped that he could delay enough time for Sirius to recover. In this way, it would be better than what he was doing now anyway.

The situation is better.

"Do you just want this glass ball?" Harry asked. Several Death Eaters laughed; among the dark figures to Harry's left, a harsh female voice said proudly: "The Dark Lord

Always predicting things! So you should do as we say, otherwise I will be very happy for you to give me a chance to torture pureblood scum and mudbloods."

Harry reluctantly walked towards the row of shelves and heard Lucius Malfoy say from behind: "Yes, it's in the row at the same level as your eyes. You can see it in the note under the glass ball."

Your name and the name of the great Dark Lord."

Harry saw the glass ball, with his and Voldemort's names written on it, as well as a date sixteen years ago. He hesitated for a while and thought to himself, he decided to take care of him, so he held the dirty little ball.

He thought it was cold, but on the contrary, it felt as if it had been left in the sun for hours, as if it was being warmed by its own light. Easily, he took the glass ball off the shelf.

Taken it off.

"Hand over the prophecy ball, there is no need for anyone to get hurt." Big Malfoy said coldly.


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