Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Harry pressed the "down" button closest to his hand, and the elevator clicked and appeared in front of him almost immediately, and the golden fence slid from it to the sides, making an ear-shattering and reverberating sound. Clang sounded, and then rushed in with someone.

He poked the number nine button, and the fence slammed shut.

The rattling noise of the elevator was very ear-piercing, and Harry didn't notice that it was so noisy when he came here with Mr. Weasley during the day.

He believed that such noise would definitely attract the attention of every security guard in the building, but he didn't.

When the elevator stopped, only the indifferent woman’s voice said: "Department of Mysteries."

The fence opened and they walked out into the corridor, except for the nearest place. Except for the torch flickering and flickering in the air flow stirred up by the elevator, there was no movement.

Harry turned to the plain black door.

For months, he has only seen it in a dream, and now he is finally here.

"Let's go."

He whispered, leading everyone along the corridor, Luna followed behind him, opened her mouth slightly, and looked around.

"Okay, listen, everyone," Harry said, stopping less than six feet from the Black Gate, "Maybe there should be a few people here—lookout, and—"

"If something happens, how can we notify you?"

Ginny raised an eyebrow and asked, "You might be far away?"

"We will all follow you, Harry." Neville said.

"Let's go on." Ron said firmly.

Harry still didn't want to take them all with him, but he seemed to have no choice.

He turned to face the black door and walked over, as in a dream, it opened.

Then he crossed the threshold, followed by others.

They are standing in a huge round room.

Everything here, including the ceiling and floor, are all black;

Some black doors that are exactly the same, have no markings, and no handles are separated from each other-some distance embedded On the walls all around black, some candles with blue flames were dotted on the wall, and the cold, flickering faint candlelight was reflected on the bright marble floor, making the floor look like there was a black liquid.

"Who is closing the door." Harry murmured.

When Neville did what he said, he really regretted giving this instruction.

Because there is no long and narrow beam of light pouring in from the corridor behind them, this place has become darker, so that for a period of time, they can only see the blue candlelight swaying on the wall. And their terrifying reflection on the floor.

In Harry’s dream, he always walked through this room without the slightest hesitation, went straight to the door facing the entrance, and then continued to walk forward.

However, there are now twelve doors around.

Just as he stared at the few doors in front of him, trying to determine which one to enter, with a loud rumbling, the candle began to move to one side, and the circular wall rotated.

Hermione grasped Harry's arm as if worried that the floor would also move, but the floor did not move.

A few seconds later, their Zhou Si's blue flame blurred into one after another similar halo with the rapid rotation of the wall. Then, as suddenly as at the beginning, the rumble disappeared, and everything was calm again.

Harry's eyes flashed one after another blue light, and apart from that, he couldn't see anything.

"What is this going to do?"

Ron asked in a low voice worriedly.

"I guess this is making us wonder which door we entered." Ginny replied with a low voice.

Harry immediately realized that she was right: now it’s harder for him to identify where the exit is than to find a black ant on the dark floor;

Of the two doors, any door may be the one they need to pass through.

"How should we get out?" Neville asked nervously.

"This question is not important right now," Harry said excitedly, blinking as he tried to eliminate the blue lines in his eyes, and the wand in his hand gripped tighter. "Before we found Sirius, we No need to go out—"

"Don't call his name loudly!"

Hermione said hurriedly.

It's not practical to remind her, Harry knew intuitively that he should keep as quiet as possible.

"Where shall we go, Harry?"

"I don't—"

Harry just opened his mouth and swallowed it back,

"In those dreams, I got off the elevator, walked into a door at the end of the corridor, and came to a dark room-this is the question-and then I went through a door , Enter a slightly shining room. We should try a few doors,"

He said hastily, "When I see that room, I will know how to go..."

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He walked straight to the door facing him, and the others followed closely.

He put his left hand on the cold, shiny door, raised the wand, ready to rush over the moment the door opened, then he pushed.

The door opened easily.

The chandelier hangs low from the white ceiling on the golden chain. After experiencing the darkness of the first room, this square room appears very bright, although it does not have the haziness that Harry saw in his dream. Flickering shimmer.

The room was almost empty, with only one table. In addition, in the middle of the room, there was a huge glass water tank containing dark green liquid, big enough for them to swim in it; many whites The things are slowly drifting around inside.

"What is this?" Ron whispered.

"I don't know."

"Is it a fish?" Ginny asked lightly.

"Akawei maggot!"

Luna said excitedly, "Father said Ministry of Magic is kept in—"

"No."

Hermione’s tone was a little weird, she walked up to her and looked in through the container, "This is the brain."

"The brain?"

"Yes What? Why do they raise this thing?"

Harry came to her and stood in front of the water tank.

It's true, he can't read him so close.

They are flickering in the depths of the green liquid, gloomy shining, like sticky cauliflower.

"Everyone leave here."

Harry said, "This is not. Let's try another door."

"There are also many doors here. ." Ron said, pointing at the wall all around.

"In my dream, I entered the second room after passing through the black room." He said, "I think we should go back and try again from there."

They quickly returned to the dark round room; the images of the terrifying brain replaced the blue candlelight, swimming around in front of his eyes.

"Wait a minute!" As Luna was about to close the door of the house behind her brain, Hermione shrieked, "Flagrate!"