Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"What are you trying to say?" Harry asked harshly.

"Another possibility, Aaron said." Hermione's voice trembled, "Trap, we have to get out of here quickly, immediately, immediately."

Hearing this, Harry's lips moved slightly.

He is still a little reluctant to believe it, or he still has some luck.

Maybe Sirius was still here, just passed out, hidden behind a shelf by Voldemort.

He can only comfort himself in this way, otherwise he has brought everyone into a dangerous situation.

"Harry." Neville pointed to a prophecy ball on the shelf, "It has your name on it."

Harry froze for a moment, walked in and looked at the prophecy ball, there was a label underneath: The Dark Lord and Harry Potter.

This prophecy ball began to flicker with a small amount of light, and a cloud of mist slowly rotated inside.

Unable to hold back, Harry reached out and took it off.

The one with the power to vanquish the Dark Lord draws near, born to the one who resisted him three times...

Such information reached his ears, but before Hermione's voice called him, he was brought back to reality.

Footsteps came from the shadows, and a masked figure came towards them.

In addition to him, two masked figures approached them from the other aisles. The six of them moved closer together consciously, holding up their wands and confronting them nervously.

Harry recognized the first masked man who had the same wand as Lucius Malfoy's.

"Very well, Potter, give it to me."

"Where's Sirius?"

"You really should distinguish what is a dream and what is reality?" Lucius pulled out his wand and swiped across his face, the mask turned into black mist and disappeared, "What you see is only what the Dark Lord wants you to see, now give the prophecy ball I."

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help gripping the prophecy ball tightly, feeling full of regret in his heart.

Aaron had reminded him, but he ran over obstinately, but he and Hermione asked about the Order of the Phoenix through the fire, and Black's house elf said that Sirius was not there.

"If you dare to touch us, I'll smash it."

"Hahahaha..." Harsh laughter came from behind Lucius, and a slovenly witch came over, "He really knows how to play, baby, Potter."

"Bellatrix Lestrange." Seeing this witch, Neville felt great hatred in his heart.

His parents were tortured insane by this lunatic with the Cruciatus Curse. She was supposed to be locked up in Azkaban, but she didn't expect to be able to escape from prison.

Chapter 496: The crisis caused by the prophecy ball, shooting at the slightest disagreement

"Is Neville Longbottom right? How are your parents?"

"It's much better, because I will take revenge." Neville raised his wand as he said that, Bella dismissed it and prepared to fight back, but Harry and Lucius stopped them very tacitly.

"Can we all calm down now?" Lucius said softly, "As long as we hand over the prophecy ball, no one will be hurt."

"Why did Voldemort want me to fetch it?" Harry asked.

"You dare to say his name." Bella couldn't bear it immediately, "You dirty bastard."

"It's okay, he's just a curious little guy." Lucius explained with a smile, "because only those mentioned in the prophecy will be able to get it, and the others will be insane."

"Why doesn't he come and get it himself?"

"While the Ministry of Magic is focusing on my dear cousin, the Dark Lord himself is exposed to them?" Bella laughed maniacally, but quickly calmed down, "But the preparations are almost done, If you are lucky, you may see him tonight."

"You can't just say that casually!" Lucius said with a half-smile, "It's not good if you scare them."

Harry's face was expressionless, but there was a storm in his heart.

From what they heard, it meant that Voldemort was coming too, and if they didn't leave here before he came, none of them would be able to escape.

"Do it," Harry yelled.

"Passed out."

The six of them used sleeping spells to hit the Death Eaters on the opposite side at the same time. The Death Eaters turned into black smoke to avoid these spells, but they also gave way.

"Run." Harry made a decisive decision, leading the five of them to run wildly in one direction.

After passing a few corners, Lucius descended from the sky with a cloud of black mist, blocking their way.

In order to facilitate the staff's access, the Ministry of Magic did not set up an anti-apparition spell, which actually facilitated the actions of the Death Eaters.

That is to say, this room was full of dense shelves, which obstructed the view. If it was in an open place, Harry and the others might not even have a chance to escape.

"Give it to me." Lucius said indifferently.

They paused for a moment, then made an instant decision and turned to another fork.

Lucius was not surprised, Apparation chased after him.

But Luna hesitated for a few seconds, and was knocked to the ground by another Death Eater who was chasing up.

"Fuchsia."

She hastily picked up her wand and cast it, and a spell sent the Death Eater flying.

The crisis was temporarily lifted, but Luna was separated from Harry and the others, but it didn't matter, the destination was the same, they were all the exits of this room.

Because the Death Eaters always appeared suddenly from time to time, the others had to be separated in the process of escaping.

Neville and Ginny had just used the petrification spell to get rid of a Death Eater, when they bumped into Luna who was running over by accident. They didn't waste time talking and formed a team again tacitly.

A Death Eater turned into a black mist and chased after Harry, his upper body floating in mid-air and looking at Harry.

But because Harry had the prophecy ball that Voldemort wanted, the Death Eater didn't attack for a long time, but was stunned by Harry's stun spell.

Hermione and Ron were also entangled by a Death Eater. They fought and retreated, but the dueling skills of the two were obviously not at the same level as the opponent's, and the spells released were easily blocked.

As the two sides got closer, Hermione turned to attack the shelf on one side.

Hundreds of prophecy balls crashed down, and the Death Eaters had to deal with the troubles overhead first.

Illusory milky-white figures floated out of the shattered prophecy balls. They were prophecies of the prophets. After appearing, they recounted the contents of the prophecies, barely blocking the Death Eaters' sight.

The six people ran wildly and finally got together at the intersection closest to the gate.

A strange sound suddenly sounded, and three clouds of black mist flew from different directions, blocking the door, and Lucius happened to be among them.

"I knew you would come here, honestly hand over the prophecy ball, so that you can suffer less."

"To pieces."

Ginny swung her wand suddenly, and the blue-white light shot straight ahead along with a faint tide of magic power.

Lucius raised his eyebrows in surprise, and drew his wand from the scepter to block it in front of him.

The curse flew in front of the three of them and was blocked by a transparent semicircular barrier, turning into thousands of white light spots and dissipating.

"That's great, Molly must have taught you such a dangerous spell!" Lucius said lightly, "If it was her who used this spell, I might not be able to block it, but you are too young, and your magic power is not as good as it is. not on."

Ginny seemed to feel that she was being ridiculed, and glared at him through gritted teeth, but finally suppressed the urge to do something.

The spell just now is already her most powerful spell, but the effect is obviously not ideal.

Lucius stretched out his right hand again, "Give it to me, don't force me to do it."

Harry held the prophecy ball tightly, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead, "If I give it to you, we will really be meat on the chopping board."

"Actually...it's almost the same if you don't give it." Lucius sneered.

"Get out of the way, or I'll smash it," Harry said with faux composure.

"You won't." The old god Lucius said, "If you smash it, we won't have the slightest scruples when we do it.

Potter, you have a big weakness, individual heroism.

The Dark Lord also knows this very well, which is why he lured you out of Hogwarts. You don't want your friends to pay a heavy price for your stupidity! "

"Not to him, Harry." Neville said very seriously.

"I know, but..."

"We're prepared," said Ron, though his voice sounded a little trembling.

"Let me do it!" Hermione hesitated and took a few steps forward, "I don't know if it will work, but it might create an opportunity."

"This is not the time to joke around. We may have a chance if we go together." Ginny said in a deep voice, "There are three of them, but we have six. If we fight together, we may not lose."

"That's right." Luna agreed softly, and drew out her wand.

"Ah!" Lucius shook his head helplessly, "You won't cry if you don't see the coffin!"

But the next moment, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Hermione pulled out a flintlock pistol from her pocket, and the pitch-black muzzle was facing them at a distance of more than ten meters.

Hey!

Lucius suddenly had the urge to yell. He had seen the power of this gun with his own eyes, but he absolutely didn't want to experience it himself.

What is even more thought-provoking is why this gun is in her hands. If it was stolen, it’s fine, and she probably won’t be able to use it, but if it was given to her by Aaron Gaius, then how would he treat it? A Muggle-born wizard must change her attitude, at least not let her die here.

If Aaron gets upset, the way back for the Malfoy family might be cut off.

"Stop it." Lucius yelled, "Miss Granger, put that thing down, we have something to discuss."

"Malfoy, there's no need to be so nervous!" A Death Eater beside him said puzzled.

"Mulciber, if you want to die, you can try it yourself."

The Death Eater named Mulciber stopped talking immediately. He had been squatting in Azkaban for more than ten years, so he didn't know enough about the outside world, but he still knew Malfoy.

His strength may not be the strongest, but his judgment of the situation is very accurate, otherwise he wouldn't have flourished in the wizarding world.

"Aaron gave it to you?" Harry's eyes flashed with joy, "Now we're saved."

Hermione nodded slightly, then boldly looked across, "Let us go."

"I'm afraid it won't work." The corners of Lucius' mouth twitched slightly.

What are you kidding?How could he explain to Voldemort after letting everyone go? Even if he had a high status among the Death Eaters, he couldn't hold back the anger of the Dark Lord.

"That's not negotiable." Hermione said and was about to pull the trigger.

"Wait, hand over the prophecy ball, I can take a step back." Lucius comforted, "But I can only make the decision and let you go alone."

"What about them?"

"It depends on their luck." Lucius said meaningfully, "I take a step back and look at the face of the owner of this gun. You'd better not go too far."

Hearing this, Hermione smiled slightly, and then pulled the trigger.

The other shore pattern on the gun instantly lit up, greedily absorbing Hermione's magic power.

"Run."

Lucius turned into a black mist and flew away the moment she shot, leaving only two words of warning to his companions in mid-air.

Before the two Death Eaters could react, they saw a crimson bullet rolling towards them with a red shock wave.

But in the end, it was the experienced Death Eaters who sensed the huge crisis coming from their minds. They didn't have time to retreat, but almost instinctively put their wands in front of them.

boom!

The gorgeous flames exploded suddenly, and the magic power released by the two Death Eaters was quickly swallowed by the flames.

The impact of the explosion knocked the two of them against the wall before they stopped. The defense was not timely, but they were not seriously injured, they just looked in a panic.

"What's that?" Mulciber asked with lingering fear, it was hard to imagine that a witch who hadn't graduated yet could make him feel the threat of death.

"You don't know that I know?" Another Death Eater said angrily, "Malfoy runs fast, if the three of us work together, we will be able to stop it."

Harry and the others stared blankly at Hermione, and little stars even appeared in the eyes of Ginny and Luna.

With just this trick, her image in their hearts was raised several levels in an instant.

Hermione herself was also in a daze, and was deeply shocked by the power of this gun, but the feeling of weakness from her body was not fake, and the huge loss of magic power made her almost unsteady.

"Let's go, the other Death Eaters will come after us soon when we hear the gunshots." Harry said, and the others also reacted, and immediately ran towards the door.

After all, they were being hunted down by Death Eaters, and they might be gone if they were too late.

But when they finally rushed out of the gate and returned to the circular room, they found that the door leading to the hall was mixed with the doors of other rooms, and even the marks they had made on the door disappeared completely.

"The Department of Mysteries is indeed mysterious enough!" Ron smiled far-fetchedly.