Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

Lupin dragged Harry away from the table.

Harry still stared straight at the arch, because Sirius kept him waiting outside, he was a little unhappy-just as he tried to break free from Lupin's arms, he came back to his senses: Sirius has never let him wait before. Sirius will always take risks and come to him without turning back to help him.

If he was using his whole life to call Sirius, he couldn’t get out of the arch, the only possible explanation is that he really couldn’t come back...

Dumbledore Trapped the remaining overwhelming majority Death Eaters in the middle of the house, it looked like they were tied there with an invisible rope.

Moody walked across the room and climbed to Tonks's side, trying to wake her; the light behind the table was flickering, and there were snoring and shouting—Kingsley had already ran forward and continued to face the Bellatrix.

"Harry?" Neville moved step by step to Harry.

Harry stopped struggling, and Lupin was still holding his arm cautiously, in case he rushed past again.

"Harry, I'm really sorry..."

Neville said, his legs still dancing involuntarily, "That person—it's Sirius Black—your friend. "

Harry clicked nodded.

"Come on," Lupin said calmly, pointing at Neville's leg with his wand and saying, "Finite."

The spells are relieved: Neville's leg is back to normal, no Chaos again.

Lupin's face was a little pale: "Let's find them quickly, where are they, Neville?"

Lupin said as he turned and left the arch.

Every word sounds painful to him.

"They're over there," Neville replied, "A brain went around Ron, but I think he is okay now,

——Hermione doesn’t know anything anymore , But there is still a pulse—"

There was a loud bang, followed by a scream from behind the table.

Harry saw Kingsley fall heavily to the ground and cried out in pain: Dumbledore was sweeping all around with wand, and Bellatrix Lestrange was so scared that he hurriedly picked up his tail covered head and sneaked away like a rat.

Harry took the opportunity to give her a spell at her, but she hid it; she ran to the middle of the steps--

"Harry--no!"

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Lupin yelled, but Harry had already broken free of Lupin's loose hand.

"She killed Sirius!" Harry roared, "She killed him—I will kill her!"

He rushed out and quickly climbed the steps , Ignoring the loud noise of the people behind.

Bellatrix's robes disappeared in front of them, and they returned to the brain room, the brains were still swimming.

She didn't turn her head back, but sent a spell directly from her shoulder to her back.

The box containing the brains rose into the air and turned over. Harry was showered with the foul-smelling liquid pouring from it: the brains slipped down from him slippery, entwined with their colorful tentacles. Holding his body.

Harry shouted: "Wingardium Leviosa!"

They suddenly left his body and flew into the air.

He ran straight to the door slippery, jumped over Luna who was moaning on the ground, and passed Ginny who called him: "Harry-what's wrong?"

Running past Ron, who was grinning weakly, and Hermione, who was unconscious, pulled open the door to the black rotunda, and saw that Bellatrix disappeared at the opposite door; and she was just in front of her leading to the elevator. corridor.

He ran desperately, but she had slammed the door behind her, and the wall had turned.

Harry was once again surrounded by the blue light beam produced by the spinning candle.

"Which one is the exit?"

The wall rumblingly stopped again, and he yelled at a loss not knowing what to do, "Where can I get out?"

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This room seemed to be waiting for him to ask questions. The door on his right back flew open, and the walkway leading to the elevator was right in front of him, empty and illuminated by the torch.

He rushed over, he could hear the elevator in front of oh la la, he ran across the corridor, round the corner, hit the button with his fist, the second lift The ladder rumbling and making a harsh sound came down little by little, the fence door slid open, and Harry rushed in and slammed the button marked "Main Hall".

The door closed, and he gradually ascended. Before the fence door was fully opened, he could not wait to squeeze out and look around.

Bellatrix was about to run to the elevator of the telephone hall at the end of the hall, and he chased it up.

She turned her head and glanced at Harry, and it was a spell.

Harry flashed behind the magic brother's fountain, the spells whizzed past him, hit the golden gate at the other end of the hall, and made a loud bang like a bell.

There were no more footsteps, and Bellatrix stopped.

Harry hid behind the statue, listening carefully.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!"

Bellatrix yelled in a fake baby-like voice, the voice echoing over the smooth wooden floor,

" What are you trying to do with me, eh? I guess you are here to avenge my dear cousin!"

A strong hatred that I had never experienced flooded into Harry’s heart. He jumped out from behind the fountain, roaring: "Crucio!"

Spells knocked Bellatrix to the ground, she screamed, but it didn’t hurt like Neville to roll around—she quickly He stood up, breathless, and his smile disappeared.

Harry hid behind the golden fountain again. Her return hit the handsome male wizard's head. The head was knocked off and fell twenty feet away on the wooden floor. A long scratch was chiseled out.

"I’ve never used Unforgivable Curse before, didn’t you, kid?"

She yelled, not using that baby-like fake voice anymore, "You need to give They are Evil Power, you need to really create pain-to be able to use it handily-justified anger can't do what to me for a long time-let me show you a demonstration, how about it? I want to give it to you Click the color to see—"

Harry moved slowly along the fountain on the other side of the fountain.

"Crucio!" Bellatrix screamed, Harry had to squat down again, Centaur's arm holding the bow was blown away, and landed on the wizard head away from the golden with a bang. A little farther away.

"Potter, you can't beat me!"

Harry could hear that she was moving to the right in order to aim at him more clearly. He curled up behind Centaur’s legs, head The height of is exactly the same as the house elf, and he retreats around the statue, trying to get away from her.

"I was and I am the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord.

I learned dark magic from him. The energy of spells I know is you Such a pitiful little person can never be expected to reach——"