Chapter 684: Battle for the Department of Mysteries
Chapter 684 Battle of the Department of Mysteries
It was difficult for Kyle to describe his current mood. He had only been asleep for less than ten minutes when someone shook him awake.
"Fred, George, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation." Kyle sat up from the bed and rubbed his face, trying to wake himself up.
It’s amazing that he can still see Fred and George in the dormitory.
As for Mikel and Ryan, their beds were empty and they were probably still playing wizard chess in the common room. Kyle remembered that they said they were going to play all night today.
“I know you will graduate soon, and you are reluctant to leave Hogwarts. You want to save time to sleep and see more, but I will come again next year...
Kyle couldn't help but said: "And this is Hufflepuff's dormitory. How did you get in?"
“Of course it was Cedric who brought us in.” Fred said with a smile.
“Don’t worry about it,” George said. “You’ve been to the principal’s office before, right?”
Kyle nodded, "Been there, what's the matter?"
“So, have there been any activities in the Order of the Phoenix recently?” Fred asked in a low voice.
"I haven't heard of it." Kyle thought for a while, "Why are you asking this?"
"That's strange." George said doubtfully: "Since there are no activities, why did Harry and the others leave school?"
“Leave school? What do you mean.”
“They just flew away out of thin air.” Fred explained: “Just now we were discussing the opening of Weasley’s Joke Shop, and when we looked up, we saw Harry flying in the sky.”
“And Hermione and Ron,” George added.
“They seem to be riding something, but we can’t see it,” Fred said. “I guess it’s the Thestral.”
“What?” Kyle suddenly woke up.
He didn't expect that Dumbledore had made it so clear that Harry actually believed his dream...
It goes without saying that his purpose must be to go to the Ministry of Magic. After all, Kyle heard him mention this place before when he was outside the principal's office.
And this is basically a trap. If Harry passes, it means that the Death Eaters will also go...or in other words, they have already arrived and are waiting for Harry.
“Damn it, when did this happen!”
"It should have been two hours ago." Fred thought for a while and said: "We had been arguing about the activities to be carried out for the opening. Later, when we came here at night, we suddenly remembered this matter... Wait a minute. Hey, where are you going?"
Under the puzzled looks of the Weasley brothers, Kyle jumped out of bed and rushed out of the common room.
When he arrived on the eighth floor, he happened to meet Dumbledore standing at the door of the Gryffindor common room.
"Professor..." Kyle ran over quickly and repeated the news he just heard.
"I already know." Dumbledore looked a little ugly.
“Just now, I received the news that Sirius was safe and sound, and I was ready to tell Harry about it, but I seemed to be a step too late.
"I guess they must have left when I destroyed the Horcrux..."
“What do we do now?” Kyle asked, “Go to the Ministry of Magic too?”
"I'm going," Dumbledore said. "It's safest for you to stay in school."
“No.” Kyle shook his head and insisted, “They are going to the Department of Mysteries, and my mother is there.”
Dumbledore hesitated for a moment. He wanted to tell Kyle that there was actually no need to worry about Diana's safety, but the words came to his lips but he couldn't.
Because if he were Kyle, he would definitely not feel relieved just by listening to a few words from others.
"No problem, Professor." Kyle said quickly: "As long as the opponent is not Voldemort, those Death Eaters are not my opponents at all."
"Death Eaters are not as weak as you think, Kyle." Dumbledore said seriously: "They were once the best wizards, and they have experienced cruel wars first-hand."
Kyle didn't say anything, he just took out his box.
“Um…okay.”
In just a moment, Dumbledore was convinced.
“Take my hand,” said Dumbledore.
Kyle immediately grabbed his arm.
Immediately, Fawkes flew over from a short distance and grabbed Dumbledore's shoulders.
After a familiar spin, the corridor with the portraits disappeared and was replaced by a dark and deep passage.
"Are we at the Ministry of Magic?" Kyle opened his eyes and asked, resisting the churning feeling in his stomach.
"Yes, this is the entrance to the Department of Mysteries." Dumbledore looked at the black door at the end of the passage in front of him and said solemnly: "I think we are not too late, they should still be inside."
Kyle took two steps forward quickly, but when he turned around, he found that Dumbledore was still standing there. He had taken out his wand and looked at the other side of the passage indifferently.
“There you are, Tom!”
As Dumbledore finished speaking, a tall, thin man wearing a black hood appeared at the end of the passage.
"Ah, Dumbledore..." Voldemort's snake-like red eyes looked extremely strange in the dark environment.
Kyle felt a chill all over his body, but there was no time for him to think too much now.
Dumbledore and Voldemort raised their wands almost at the same time, and two dazzling lights, one red and one green, exploded in the narrow passage.
At this moment, Kyle pushed open the black door as quickly as possible and hid inside.
The moment the door was closed again, the explosion outside suddenly stopped, as if nothing happened.
Kyle took a few breaths before continuing to walk inside.
Dumbledore is enough outside. He can't help much. The most important thing now is to deal with the Death Eaters in the Department of Mysteries.
Different from the silence when he came last time, even when he first came in, Kyle could faintly hear a burst of exclamations and explosions.
At the same time, in a library-like room not far away filled with prophecy balls, Harry was confronting a woman with disheveled hair.
“Where is Sirius?” He roared and asked, holding a wand in one hand and a crystal prophecy ball in the other: “You have him, I know it, right here!”
"Hoho, the baby woke up and was so frightened, thinking that everything in the dream was real." Bellatrix said in a high voice, but her voice was so ugly, like using a saw on the glass. Same.
"Oh Bellatrix, you don't know Potter as well as I do." At this time, another Death Eater came over, "He has a big weakness, personal heroism, and the Dark Lord knows this about him!"
“I know Sirius is here!” Harry said nervously. “I saw you caught him!”
The Death Eaters laughed loudly.
"You should distinguish between dreams and reality, Potter." Malfoy said, "Okay, give me the prophecy ball quickly, maybe we can let you meet Sirius!"
Harry didn't move.
From the performance of the Death Eaters just now, he has been able to gradually confirm that Sirius really does not seem to be here. Dumbledore is right, this is a scam.
Harry only felt that his hands and feet were cold, and his stomach seemed to shrink into a ball. He believed in the dream and brought Ron and Hermione here to die because of something that did not exist...
"Harry..." Hermione patted his shoulder and shook her head slightly.
"Ah, what a unity." Bellatrix said crazily: "Look at their serious faces, they seem to be planning to fight us.
"How touching. If you are willing to hand over the prophecy ball, maybe I can consider letting you die together..."
“Shut up!” Harry shouted.
Bellatrix laughed wildly.
“Did you hear it? Did you hear it? He is giving me orders..."
But the next second, the wild smile on her face disappeared instantly.
“Who gave you the courage to give me orders?”
“Heart-piercing and bone-cutting!”
Harry didn't react at all and stood there blankly. Fortunately, Hermione reacted quickly and pushed him in time, allowing him to escape the Cruciatus Curse.
"Are you crazy?" Malfoy yelled, "What if you break it..."
"No one can order me except the Dark Lord. Anyone who does this must die!" Bellatrix's chest heaved rapidly, but fortunately, after being reminded like this, she finally remembered that there was still something serious to do. Do.
"Catch the two people around him, I don't believe he can remain indifferent to the torture of his companions!" …
"Don't even think about it!" Sirius jumped out of nowhere, pointing his wand directly at Bellatrix.
“Thunderclap explosion!”
Bellatrix flew backwards and hit a shelf full of prophecy balls.
"Rain" suddenly began to fall in the room. More than a hundred prophecy **** fell to the ground and broke into pieces. Milky white figures emerged one after another, as well as voices that sounded like whispers.
But because there were too many voices at the same time, no one could hear what was being said.
“Run!”
Two more people broke in. Moody stood in front of the Death Eaters, while Mr. Weasley took Harry and the three of them and ran towards the nearest door.
"Mr. Weasley, why are you here..." Harry said in surprise.
"We received the message from Dumbledore and rushed over immediately..." Mr. Weasley said quickly, "You shouldn't have come."
"Arthur is right." Sirius caught up from behind, "Although you stepped into this trap to save me, I still have to say that you are too impulsive. Even if I am really caught, The last thing I want to see is you coming to rescue me...and the last thing you should do is bring Hermione and Ron with you."
"I'm sorry..." Harry lowered his head in shame.
"We insisted on it." Ron said quickly: "Harry didn't agree, so we followed him secretly..."
“Stupid!” Moody also came. He glanced at Sirius, “What have you taught them before? Dumbledore should let me teach the lower grades.”
Sirius said nothing.
“Okay, don’t talk so much.” Mr. Weasley smoothed things over: “Run quickly, there are almost twenty Death Eaters here, and we simply don’t have enough people... Damn it, where did they come from with so many people.
"But Dumbledore should be arriving soon, we must find a way to delay it."
Several people passed through a door and fled aimlessly, with the Death Eaters following closely behind.
By the time Kyle found the Prophecy Hall after searching for the sound, there was only a mess on the ground.
Most of the shelf collapsed, and at a glance, they were all fragments of the prophecy ball.
“Aha, I knew there were still fish that slipped through the net.”
A man wearing a black hood came out from behind the shelf and said in a sinister voice: "You are also a student of Hogwarts, right? As long as I catch you, can I threaten Potter to hand over the prophecy?" It’s the ball.”
“That’s a good idea.” Kyle said with a smile. Instead of feeling panicked, he asked with great interest:
"I thought I heard the voices of Sirius and Moody just now... So are you hiding here because you are afraid and don't dare to follow them?"
"Nonsense, I am the Dark Lord's most loyal servant, how can I be afraid of them." The man said in a high voice: "I just think more than they think. Look, doesn't this catch you?"
“Then you are really lucky.” Kyle spread his hands.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense." The Death Eater took out his wand and walked towards Kyle step by step.
“How lucky you are. As long as I catch you, I can threaten Potter into handing over the prophecy ball that the Dark Lord wants, and get the greatest credit...”
Maybe it was because Kyle didn’t have a wand in his hand, he was even more proud and didn’t notice a pair of blue eyes staring at him from behind.
“You’d better stand still and don’t move...”
“Poof!”
Before he finished speaking, his whole body flew out uncontrollably.
A huge spear made of crystal ball fragments appeared out of thin air, pierced his body directly, took him flying backwards, and was finally nailed to a shelf.
Even Kyle was startled. He didn't realize how this "spear" appeared at all. The wand instantly slipped from his sleeve to his hand. Inside the box, an orange eye loomed.
“You should be at Hogwarts at this time, not here.”
A familiar voice came from behind, and Kyle breathed a sigh of relief.
He turned around with some surprise and saw Diana standing not far behind him.
"I got news that Death Eaters may come to the Department of Mysteries, and Voldemort as well." Kyle said, but did not release his wand, "I brought Dumbledore, who should be able to help you."
“Do you think I need help?” Diana shook her head.
Kyle subconsciously glanced at the Death Eater nailed to the shelf.
“Hmm…How about I go back now?”
"Forget it." Diana sighed, "It's more dangerous outside the Department of Mysteries now."
She waved her wand again, and the crystal spear turned into a crystal man again, dragging the howling Death Eater into the darkness, and he didn't know where he went.
"Didn't your father tell you?" Diana came over and said, "The Silent People are absolutely safe in the Department of Mysteries. Even if Voldemort turns this place upside down, he won't be able to find us."
“Um...never.” Kyle shook his head.
Diana narrowed her eyes, and a cold light flashed away.
Kyle also realized that he seemed to have tricked Chris once, and quickly changed the subject with a smile, "Mom, do you have no problem leaving the Death Eaters alone?"
“Why do you care?” Diana asked.
"These should be very important." Kyle glanced at the messy prophecy hall. It was almost demolished and not a single complete prophecy ball was left.
“Oh, this, just a simple magic can restore them to their original state.” Diana waved her wand, and all the shelves that had fallen on the ground returned to their original positions, and they were once again filled with prophecy balls.
"Only those involved in prophecies can get the corresponding prophecy **** in the Department of Mysteries." Diana explained: "In addition, other prophecy **** cannot be destroyed and can be restored even if they are broken. At the same time, they Nor can the true content of the prophecy be heard.”
“That’s it.” Kyle suddenly understood. No wonder the Death Eaters started to demolish the house, but no one from the Department of Mysteries showed up. It turned out that they didn’t care at all.
The two talked for a while, and Diana noticed that Kyle frequently turned his head to look at the door opposite.
“Want to help?” she asked.
"Yeah." Kyle nodded, "We're here now, so we have to do something."
"Have you thought about it?" Diana said, "There are quite a few Death Eaters coming this time, and a cat and leopard won't have much effect.
“Besides, for some reason, I can’t help you.”
“Ah, it doesn’t matter, I don’t only own cats and leopards.” Kyle said and opened his box.
A dark shadow flashed out, rubbing its head against Kyle's hand excitedly.
“Poisonous Leopard…” Diana’s eyelids twitched.
However, this is not over yet,
Another **** guy squeezed out with great effort. It was a big dog with three heads.
The three-headed dog Luwei, when he was attending the Care of Magical Creatures class in the Forbidden Forest, Kyle turned a corner and borrowed it.
Now Luwei is several times bigger than before, and one of his legs is almost taller than Kyle.
Diana also saw a scaly head poking out of the box, but it didn't seem to like this narrow place. It snorted two wisps of fire from its nose and then went back in.
The fire dragon... Judging from its appearance, it seems to be the Norwegian Spinosaurus.
“Where did all these come from?” Diana rubbed her forehead and asked.
“I borrowed them.” Kyle said, “Didn’t you tell me last time not to attack the Death Eaters personally and to use my own advantages as much as possible? So I prepared these.
“Oh, I also have a basilisk, but its sight cannot tell the difference between us and the enemy. In a place like this, it is easy to accidentally hurt our own people, so I didn’t release it.”
Diana rubbed her forehead harder.
She did have this intention before, but she didn’t let Kyle make it so exaggerated.
"What's wrong?" Seeing that Diana remained silent, Kyle could only ask first: "Aren't these enough?"
“Take the poisonous leopard back.” Diana said angrily.
The basilisk is dangerous, but the venomous leopard is safe? If this thing wants to destroy the entire Ministry of Magic, it will be much more efficient than the Basilisk.
"Oh." Kyle obediently hugged the struggling Poison Leopard and forced it back into the box.
Looking at it, Diana felt frightened again.
She finally stopped talking and pointed directly to a door on the right.
“If you go over here and keep walking forward, you can see them.”
(End of this chapter)