Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

“Department of Mysteries.”

The female voice of the newspaper was still indifferent, and I don’t know why, she did not introduce more specific departments of this layer, as if there is no need for any introduction at all.

Mr. Weasley and Harry were not in a hurry. They let the wizard named “Bode” at the door of the elevator go out first, and then they looked at each other.

Harry silently nodded to Mr. Weasley, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes – I am afraid that even Marx could not have imagined that this mission would have such a good opportunity!

The corridor outside the elevator is completely different from the corridors above. The black brick walls on either side are empty, there are no doors and no windows, nothing.

Harry crossed the shoulder of Mr. Bode a little and glanced at the front corridor, only to find that there was only a simple black door at the end.

Mr. Weasley and Harry followed behind each other, making it natural to walk forward, and Harry felt that his breathing had become slightly rushed.

Since luck gave him such a good opportunity, he certainly wouldn’t want to miss it – Harry started to get nervous.

In the list that Marx wants him to recite, there is the name of Mr. “Bode”!

Not wrong, Broderick Bode, one of the staff of the Department of Mysteries. Mr. Weasley has confirmed his identity and he is ready to take action.

but……

“Is the other party loyal to the Ministry of Magic’s wizard? Or, is it already Voldemort’s person? Is there any warning for the surrounding situation? Be sure to be alert!”

Harry thought hard, thinking as he walked, and halfway through the corridor without knowing it.

“No, I want to do it as soon as possible, otherwise I will miss this opportunity!”

Harry stared at the thin back of his opponent, and walked two steps down his feet. At the same time, he reached into his sleeve and saw something on his back.

But at this moment, Bode suddenly turned back!

Harry was scared and even his heart stopped. He was in the sleeves and his face became stiff.

“Arthur,” Bode walked forward, staring at Harry. “Is this?”

“Harry Potter, I think you know.”

Mr. Weasley just felt a little scared. But compared to Harry, there are some happy people in normal, but at this moment it seems more calm and steady.

“Oh–” Bode still stared at Harry with a sneak peek at the eyes, “Yes, of course.”

Harry kept forcing himself to calm down in his heart, and his hand was still in his sleeve, but if he pulled it out, it would be very abrupt.

So, although this action was not natural, Harry still kept his sleeves moving forward.

Bode didn’t stop for a while, he stared at Harry for a moment, and then turned his head to the front.

“hu ——”

Harry silently sighed in relief, but the next moment, when he found out that they had come to the end of the corridor, his heart was again anxious.

There are three more steps… two steps… one step…

Bode stood in front of the black door at the end of the corridor, but it seemed that there was no plan to open the door – he turned again and waited for Harry and Mr. Weasley to pass.

At the end of the corridor there is a gap on the left hand side, where there is a step leading to a deeper level.

The other party is watching, is this a chance? Know this early, don’t hesitate at first!

Harry silently endured the remorse in his heart, followed Mr. Weasley to the left and continued down.

“So good opportunity…”

Harry couldn’t help but look back over the steps, and immediately his eyes lit up – Bode opened the door! He is going in!

Although he can only see the other half of the body because of the steps, he is not throwing anything that needs to be thrown very accurately, isn’t it?

Perhaps the action of throwing things out has already rehearsed countless relationships in the brain, or because I really don’t want to miss this day-to-day opportunity…

Harry almost conditioned and usually pulled out his hand in his sleeve and threw a small thing over the steps to throw it out.

A very small black shadow crossed an arc in the air, and the head was extremely poorly placed on the floor a foot away from Bode!

No sound was made, Bode did not respond, but he had already entered the door at this moment, and he would close the door when he saw it…

At this moment, the unremarkable black spot on the ground moved, and in the last moment when the black door was about to close, it got into the door.

“boom.”

The black door is closed, is the task completed? Should it be completed?

“Not bad.” Mr. Weasley patted Harry’s shoulder gently, and then urged, “Don’t be dazed, then the reason for your coming, don’t let go! Um… but don’t be too nervous… …moderate, moderate!”

Harry was busy with nodded, and then glanced at the closed black door, then followed Mr. Weasley and continued to the lower level.

They went down the stairs and walked down a corridor, exactly the same way that Hogwarts had to go to the Snape underground classroom: the rough stone wall, the bracket with a torch, and the gloomy sink The atmosphere.

Harry found that the doors they passed were heavy wooden doors with solid iron bolts and small keyholes.

“The tenth courtroom… I think we are almost there, right!”

In front of a black door with a large iron lock, Gloomy Sen, Mr. Weasley stopped and looked to the Harry who followed.

“Go,” he shook his head toward the door. “Go in!”

“Are you not together?” Harry snorted.

“Oh, no, I’m afraid I can’t…” Mr. Weasley helpless shrugged, “Sorry… remember to answer questions calmly, good luck!”

Harry felt that his heart was particularly hard today, which was the first time he jumped into the eyes of the blind man?

He swallowed hard and shook his face, reaching out and twisting the heavy, cold iron handle on the door, stepping stiffly into the courtroom.

The walls of the courtroom are all made of black and black stones. Unlike the black bricks on the upper level, the stones here look large and rough, and they are not reflective at all.

Those weird black stones seem to devour the light, which makes the light of the torch become darker and gloomy.

Harry walked a few steps and found himself on a stone platform.

On his sides, there are rows of stepped seats that rise in layers; and in front of him, the highest row of seats, there are many hidden silhouettes.

They have been whispering since the beginning, and when the heavy door closed behind Harry, an ominous atmosphere shrouded.

Just as Harry was blaspheming, a cold man’s voice echoed in the courtroom.

“Are you notified of changes to the review time and review location?”

“……Yes.”

Harry didn’t find out who was talking for a while. He looked around and replied subconsciously.

It was a dull silence, and Harry understood that the reason for the emergency change was to give him a horse–this is Marx’s guess, but it is obviously reasonable.

“Sit down!” the cold male voice suddenly said.

Harry lowered his gaze and looked at the chair in the center of the stone platform. The arm of the chair was a chain of left and right links.

He tried to force himself to calm down, but the surrounding atmosphere and the inexplicable pressure on the stone platform made him breathless, which made him unable to keep calm.

Harry walked over the stone floor and made a loud, mixed echo.

He carefully sat on the edge of the chair, the chain ding ding dang dang on the armrest shook, and the unknown atmosphere was extremely dangerous, as if it contained a special magic.

Those chains seem to be just shaking, and after all, they are not tied.

Even so, Harry still felt dizzy and disgusting. He looked up at the people sitting on the bench of the upper panel and felt his vision narrowed.

“Has Marx ever sat on it?” Harry suddenly thought. “With his strength and the crime at the time, these terrifying chains must bind him with the slightest hesitation? It’s hard to imagine… ”

He looked up and there were probably fifty people. Those people wore purple-red robes and a silver “w” embroidered on the left front chest.

They all looked down at him with low eyebrows, some of them were stern, and some did not hide their curiosity – even Harry could see that those people must have been divided into several factions.

In the middle of the front row of benches, there was a man Harry didn’t know. The man kept a long hair combed back, a goatee, and looked very serious.

On his left side was a square chin, wide-skinned witch, gray hair short, wearing a pair of reflective glasses, the expression on his face was stunned.

And he was sitting on the right side of another witch, because she was sitting a little too far behind, and her entire face was covered in shadows, making Harry not really cut.

“Okay,” said the middle-aged male Wizard in the middle. “The accused is here, let’s get started -“

As he spoke, he shouted at the wizard on the farthest side of the seat: “Are you ready?”

“Yes, sir.” A familiar voice from Harry said anxiously.

That is Ron’s big brother Percy · Weasley!

He was sitting on the far side of the front seat, and Harry looked at Percy, thinking that he would at least show his face, but there was no expression on his face.

Percy’s pupil hidden behind the horny spectacles is focused on the parchment of the desktop, and a quill is pinched in the hand and ready to write.

Harry remembered the conversation that had just arrived at Black’s old house, Percy, as if he really betrayed everyone!