Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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There was one after another blue light in Harry’s eyes, apart from this. Invisible to others, Harry was a little confused, “Which door should we enter?”

“That’s the prediction…” Ginny glared back as soon as Neville said. Ron’s eyes glanced in one direction, exactly where Neville had just looked towards, and he turned his head to ask Harry, “Harry, what did you see in your dream?”

Harry swallowed, “In my dream, I got out of the elevator, passed through the door at the end of the corridor, and entered a dark room—this is the one—and then I went through another door. Entered a room that looks like…like a light. We should try some doors,” he said quickly, “I will know if I find the right one. Quickly.”

He strode towards the door opposite him, and the others followed closely behind. He put his left hand on the cold and shiny door, raised the wand, prepared to attack as soon as the door opened, and then pushed hard.

The door opened instantly.

After passing through the darkness of the first room, they felt that the few lights hanging from the ceiling with the Gold Chain made the rectangular room look much brighter, but not at all the flickering and flickering lights that Harry had seen in his dreams. The room was empty, with only a few tables. In the center, there was a huge glass water tank enough for them to swim in. It was filled with dark green liquid, and many pearly white things driftily drifted around.

Neville got to the side of the water tank and looked through the wall of the tank. Those things were shining strangely, floating in the depths of the green liquid, intermittent, looking like slimy cauliflower.

Harry wiped his glasses and asked uncertainly to his side, “Are these a kind of fish?”

“Can you eat it?” Neville asked.

Frank kicked Neville in the leg, “Idiot, these things are brains, I have seen similar things in Germany, don’t touch them, otherwise they will entangle you with the tentacles of your mind and leave your mental scars. I don’t want to put the Court Academecian forgetting ointment on your fat.”

“Understood.” Neville shrugged, muttering and stepped away from Frank.

“Let’s get out of here,” Harry said. “This is not right. We need to find another door to try.”

When they returned to the dark round room again. Ginny was at the end, she gestured in the air with wand, “Flagrate!” A fiery red X appeared on the door. The door closed with a click, and then there was another loud rumbling, and the wall began to rotate rapidly. But this time, there is a big vague golden red in the middle of the blue. When everything was fixed, the flaming X was still burning, indicating that they had tried the door.

Harry hurriedly walked to the opposite door, and the others followed closely. He still held the wand and pushed the door open.

This room was bigger than the previous one, dimly lit, rectangular in shape, and sunken in the middle, forming a huge stone pit about 20 feet deep. The room all around is a stepped row of stone benches. They stand on the top row. The stone benches extend downward at a very steep angle, much like a circular theater, and like the one when Harry received Wizengamot’s trial. Courtroom. But in the center of the stone pit, not at all chairs with chains, only a tall stone platform protrudes, with a stone arch erected on it, which looks very old, dilapidated, and decayed. There is no wall support around the arch. There is a tattered black curtain or curtain hanging on it. Although there is no breeze in the cold air, the curtain is fluttering lightly, as if someone had just touched it.

Ron quickly jumped down rows of stone benches neatly and came to the bottom of the deep pit. He walked slowly towards the high platform, and his footsteps echoed loudly. Looking at the pointed arch from here, it looks much higher than when I looked down from above. The curtain was still swaying slightly, and it seemed that someone had just passed through it. He had a very strange feeling. It seemed that something had discovered his existence behind the arch and was spying on his entire group.

“Someone is whispering behind that.” Harry came to Ron’s side and said, frowning and looking at the curtains that made him feel soft and floating, and whispered, “Sirius?”

“It’s not Sirius.” Ron replied affirmatively. “Harry, even in the second Ministry of Magic, Damocles Rohr took office in 2 and reached an agreement with dementor. After Azkaban was used to imprison and punish prisoners, the curtain was still there. It is used as a death penalty chamber. If you go through the curtain, you will die and no one can come back alive.”

The muttering whispers seemed to be getting louder and louder. Others discovered that Harry had not heard Ron’s explanation, but stepped on the high platform and walked towards the arch, his eyes were constantly floating in obsession. Drapery.

Neville picked up Harry and involuntarily escorted them back to the lowest stone bench. Everyone climbed up to the door. Ron looked back at the place called the Hall of Death. After looking around the environment, he was satisfied. Nodded took his gaze back and turned to side Ginny, who decisively printed a burning X on the door and returned to the dark round room.

Ron squinted his eyes and stared at Harry for a while. “This death hall should be the only thing that wizards have a little knowledge about the Department of Mysteries-after all, it was once used as a death penalty room, although Hogwarts does not teach Its related knowledge. Young wizards or wizards with low willpower are susceptible to confusion from the other side of the curtain. Wizards who have never been in contact with death will be based on their own attitude towards death-either extremely fearful or indifferent. People who have been close to death themselves. ——Whether he has seen it, he may stare motionlessly at the drapery and be fascinated by it. And the wizard who has lost a loved one can hear the whispers of the deceased here, and the drapery will give you the illusion that you miss you The deceased is on the other end.”

Harry came back to his senses in a daze, with a bit of fear and confusion on his face, the room almost made him forget the purpose of coming here.

Ron calmly stepped closer and pressed his left hand on Harry’s shoulder, then grabbed his neck, then lowered his head and looked at Harry. Amid Harry’s doubts, he heard the other person’s next words, “I just felt Until you think the drapery is “gentle”? Then this shows that for you, death is not terrifying, but a comfort. You have just had a strong desire to pass through the drapery. I understand you have taken on multiple negatives. , Experienced too much pain and longing to see your loved ones, but it also means that you are subconsciously tempted by death!” Ron slapped Harry’s face with a palm at the moment Harry bowed his head due to words, Harry felt himself He was beaten sober again, “Harry, this is not the reason why you can secretly escape reality and avoid responsibility through death.”