The top of Zhou Hao's magic wand was spewing out starlight like a bubble blowing, floating to the roof, and the entire circular room suddenly lit up.
Only then did everyone see the whole picture of the house clearly. Zhou Hao looked at Harry and said, "Which door should we go to?"
Harry: "Every time I walk in my dream is the door facing the entrance."
Zhou Hao walked past the room without hesitation and went straight to the door opposite the entrance. Everyone followed him and followed Harry.
Suddenly! With a loud rumbling sound, the candle began to move to one side, the round wall rotated, and the door when it came was automatically closed.
Hermione grabbed Zhou Hao's arm and was a little nervous. After a few seconds, the blue flames around them blurred into similar halos as the walls rotated rapidly.
Then, as suddenly as it was at the beginning, the rumbling disappeared and everything returned to peace.
"What are you going to do?" Ron asked in a low voice worriedly.
"I guess this makes us confused about which door we came in from." Luna lowered her voice and said in a low voice.
Zhou Hao: "It doesn't matter. If we find Sirius, at worst I can find a way to open a portal from here."
Harry: "Can you do it? Didn't you say you can't go directly to the Ministry of Magic?"
Zhou Hao: "It is not easy to enter from the outside, but it is simpler to walk from the inside to the outside. As long as you have enough magic, you should be able to forcibly break through the space protection."
His statement relieved everyone's nervousness, "Which door should we enter now?" Hermione looked at the twelve exactly the same doorways.
Zhou Hao: "The last time I was saving Mr. Weasley, Professor Dumbledore took me to move the phantom directly. I still remember that the room was full of high shelves, with prophecy balls of all sizes placed on it."
"In other words, what Voldemort is looking for should be in the Prophecy Hall. As for which of these doors is...well, it's this!"
Zhou Hao quickly found the door of the Prophecy Hall. You must know that he has a superman perspective. How could these doors be difficult for him without a lead layer?
Zhou Hao was the first to push open the door of the Prophecy Hall. Everyone entered, and it was still dark inside. Harry and the others couldn't help but let the wand start to illuminate.
Although there was only a little light, I could see the surrounding environment clearly. "Yes, is it here? Why is there no movement?" Harry looked around.
This is also the place where Voldemort torture Sirius in his dream. Zhou Hao shook his magic wand again, and the starlight spell was cast again.
Starlight began to emerge, and it was much larger than a circular room. The corridor between the shelves should be at least one or two hundred meters, and there were several layers of prophecy balls on the shelves that were six or seven meters high.
The room was surprisingly quiet, and it seemed that only a few people could hear the breathing of them, but Zhou Hao heard the breathing of others. Sure enough, there were Death Eaters ambushing here.
Voldemort lured Harry here to take the prophecy ball through his connection with Harry, because the prophecy ball is protected and only those related to prophecy can get it.
Hermione: "Is it possible that they have left?"
Harry ignored Hermione's guess, he glanced at the shelf number and murmured: "Road 97, I saw them in the 97th row in my dream!"
As he said that, he started running forward and searching. Zhou Hao and the others had to follow behind. As long as Harry got the prophecy ball, the Death Eaters led by Lucius would appear.
I don’t know if the villain will have a lot to say, so Zhou Hao must be vigilant.
Zhou Hao ran to the front and grabbed Harry and said, "Calm down, we must slow down, otherwise we will not be able to react when we encounter an attack!"
Harry was stunned and suddenly felt a little scared. The battle of the wizard would determine the outcome only between breathing. Zhou Hao was right.
Those dark wizards would not tell him any rules, and they would take human life if they took action.
Several people slowed down and pulled out their wands to move forward with caution
Harry tried to listen to the subtle movements while walking, but he could not hear anything.
"Maybe Sirius' mouth was blocked, or maybe he was unconscious, so we couldn't hear anything," Harry said
He just thought about the good things, and everyone knows that there is another possibility that he has been killed by Voldemort.
About a minute later, the group found ninety-seven rows without any danger.
They stood at the 97th end and stared at the corridor beside the shelf. The room was already very bright and could see at first glance that there was no one there unless someone was hiding behind the shelf.
Harry said in a dry voice: "He should be right there, and it is impossible to see clearly behind the shelves when standing here."
In fact, he had already begun to doubt it, but he was still a little unwilling to accept it.
Zhou Hao took the lead in walking in front, and the group came to the other end of the 97th row again. There was nothing behind the shelves, only a layer of dust. No one has been here for a long time.
"Harry, can you be sure it's here?" Zhou Hao said
Harry wiped the sweat from his face and said, "I'm very sure that in a dream... it shouldn't be a dream, as if I could see it myself. I'm at the scene, it's here!"
Zhou Hao: "Okay, everyone, be careful. It seems that we were deceived by Voldemort. This is a trap!"
"What?!" Ron shouted
There was an echo in the room, and Ron shook his head in fear.
Harry wondered, "Why did you say that?"
Zhou Hao pointed to the ground and said, "There are dust everywhere here and no traces of anyone coming, but you can see it clearly. I think it was Voldemort who deliberately woven for you. Now the question is what he wants to do? Is he just trying to catch you? That can lead you to another place, there is no need to invade the Ministry of Magic. Maybe Sirius is still at home!"
Harry fell into silence, and no one else knew what to say.
At this time, Luna suddenly pointed to a prophetic fairway and said, "Hey, Harry, is your name above."
Harry walked forward and saw a prophecy ball in the direction Luna pointed at. The label was yellowed and it was written with a date about sixteen years ago. Next was: S.P.T to A.P.W.B.D. The Dark Devil and Harry Potter.”
Obviously this is about him and Voldemort's prophecy ball, "What is this? Why don't I have my name, and neither are Zhou Hao and Hermione's!" Ron said curiously
Hermione: "This is a prophecy ball, and I don't know why it is placed here."
Harry looked at the ball that was supposed to be white and couldn't help but reach out to touch it.
Hermione: "No! Harry, you shouldn't touch things casually."
In the wizarding world, it is better not to touch unknown items. Maybe there are spell traps on it, so that those who are caught off guard will be hit.
But who is Harry? The son of the reckless and arrogant James Potter, it would be fine if Hermione didn't stop him, but he became even more excited as soon as he stopped him.
Chapter completed!