When Zhou Hao was chatting with Luna, Harry had already contacted Grimo Square.
However, it was not Sirius who answered the phone, but the house elf Clice.
Kliche said, "Mr. Potter, what do you have to do?" Haha, I was very kind to talk to Harry this time.
Harry: "Where is Sirius? Isn't he at home?"
Clicche: "The master went to the Department of Mystery Affairs and has not come back yet. If you have anything, you can tell me. I will tell him when the master comes back."
Harry said anxiously: "Is there anyone else at home? Professor Lupin? Hagrid?"
Clicche: "They are all out, and there is only the old Clicche in the family! If nothing is wrong, Clicche will go to work. Goodbye Mr. Porter!"
The fireplace returned to normal and the call ended.
"It feels weird, Kliche has never been so polite!" Hermione frowned and said with a frown.
Ron: "Maybe he has reformed? It's impossible that he is lying, right?"
Household elves have moral integrity. They do not lie, but they are not unable to lie. Dobby disobeyed many bans. He did not die, but became a free elves.
Harry said anxiously: "We must rush to the Ministry of Magic to save Sirius immediately!" He could no longer think normally at this moment.
At this time, Zhou Hao brought Luna in. Hermione looked at Zhou Hao, and there was also some expectation in her eyes. She was very eager to prove her strength.
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Four people and a husky were barely squeezed into the vermilion telephone booth.
Zhou Hao became a Husky and wanted to paralyze Voldemort. Logically speaking, in the original plot, they could not enter the top secret mysterious affairs department, but they went in smoothly.
This shows that the operator must be Voldemort's man. Voldemort's power has long penetrated the Ministry of Magic, and only idiots like Foggy would always think that Dumbledore wanted to seize power.
Ron and Harry went in first, Hermione and Luna went in later, Ron was closest to the phone.
Harry: "Ron, dial the number 62442!"
Ron's arm bent awkwardly and reached towards the dial and dialed the number; as the dial quickly turned back to its original position, a woman's cold voice came into the telephone booth.
"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please name your name and do things."
Harry said: "Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger and Luna Lovegood, we come here to save people unless you Ministry of Magic first save him."
"Thank you," said the cold voice, "guest, please pick up the badge and don't be in front of your clothes."
Four badges slipped out of the metal slant that should be used to exit the coins.
The badge contains their names and tasks, and the task is "rescue".
Haha, this is very irrelevant. Only these naive teenagers will not doubt that they are not employees of the Ministry of Magic, and they are not even adult wizards, and will they be allowed to enter the most secret mysterious affairs department of magic?
This is simply a big joke, it would be strange if there are no traps.
"Guests from the Ministry of Magic, you need to be inspected at the security checkpoint and register your wand, which is located at the end of the main hall."
Zhou Hao's heart moved, and the Husky was covered with a layer of platinum light. The security checkpoint should be able to detect Animagus and the invisibility curse, so he must be prepared.
It is not a level of power at all, so the Ministry of Magic's security device cannot detect Zhou Hao at all.
"I know!" Harry said loudly, and his scar was in pain again at this time, "Can we act now?"
The ground of the telephone booth suddenly swayed, and the sidewalk outside gradually rose and passed the window.
Closed on their heads, accompanied by the boring rubbing sound, they went down to the depths of the Ministry of Magic.
A thin golden light shone on their feet, moving wider and wider to them. In such a narrow space, Harry grabbed the wand and squatted down as much as possible to look outside through the glass to see if someone was waiting for them in the main hall, but the main hall seemed to be empty.
The light was darker than during the day; there was no fire in the mantel embedded in the wall, but when the elevator stopped smoothly, he saw that the golden symbol was still twisting irregularly on the dark blue canopy.
"Ministry hopes you have a good night tonight," said the woman's voice.
The door of the telephone booth suddenly opened, and Harry staggered out, followed by Hermione and Luna.
The only sound that can be heard in the main hall was the continuous rapid flowing sound in the golden fountain. The water flowed from the wands of a pair of male and female witches, on the arrows of the horsemen, on the tip of the fairy hat and the ears of the house elves, and fell into the circular pool.
Zhou Hao became a humanoid figure. Five people ran forward at full speed in the hall. At the end was the security checkpoint. There was a guard sitting there, but now there was no one.
Harry: "There is a problem here, the doorkeeper is gone."
They all pulled out their wands vigilantly. The few of them saw no security personnel along the way until they reached the elevator position. No one was blocked.
Zhou Hao: "Be careful, I suspect that the Death Eaters have invaded the Ministry of Magic."
Everyone nodded, Harry skillfully opened the elevator, everyone entered, pressed the ninth floor
The Mysterious Affairs Department is on the ninth floor underground. The creaking noise sounds and the elevator slowly lands. It is a speechless magic world.
These devices can be more perfect, but they have been unwilling to change for decades. If Zhou Hao becomes the Minister of Magic, he will definitely allow the Ministry of Magic to conduct a modern office.
Artificial intelligence and magic are combined to install black magic detection in various parts of the city. Any black wizard who dares to commit a crime will immediately have an Auror positioned phantom to move.
The lifting door opened, and the cold female voice sounded again: "Mysterious Affairs Department"
They walked out into the corridor, where there was nothing but the torch nearest swaying and flashing in the airflow stirred by the elevator.
Harry turned to the plain black door. He had only seen it in his dreams for months, and now he was finally here.
"That door is what I often dream about, and it's this door at the beginning of every dream." Harry pointed to the doorway in front of him.
Zhou Hao: "Your dream is actually Voldemort's thoughts. Maybe he has really come here, or maybe he has a deep obsession with this place, so it can be reflected in your brain. No matter what, we will know that I will walk ahead and you will follow me!"
No one objected. Zhou Hao's strength was the strongest here. If he encountered a sudden attack, only he could resist it.
Zhou Hao pushed open the dark door and walked in first.
They stood in a huge round room. Everything here, including the ceiling and floor, was black.
Some black doors that are exactly the same, without markings and without handles are separated from each other by some distance from each other and are embedded on the surrounding black walls, with twelve doors.
Some candles with blue flames dotted on the wall, and the cold, flashing faint candlelight reflected on the bright marble floor, making the floor look like a pool of black water.
Zhou Hao doesn't like the dark environment, although this environment doesn't affect him at all.
Chapter completed!