Chapter 563 Department of Mysteries

There were streaks of blue light flashing in Harry's eyes, but he couldn't see anything else. Harry was a little confused, "Which door should we enter?"

"That's the anticipation over there..." Ginny glared back as soon as Neville's words were out of his mouth. Ron's eyes flicked to the direction Neville had just looked at, and he turned his head to Harry and asked, "Harry, what did you see in your dream?"

Harry swallowed, "In the dream, I got out of the lift, through the door at the end of that corridor, into a dark room - this one - and then I went through another door , into a room that looks like... like it glows. We should try to find some doors," he said quickly, "I'll know if I get it right. Quick."

He strode toward the door opposite him, the others following closely behind. He put his left hand on the cold, shiny door, raised his wand, ready to strike as soon as the door opened, and pushed hard.

The door opened instantly.

After the darkness of the first room, they thought the rectangular room looked much brighter with a few lamps hanging from the ceiling on gold chains, but there were none of the flickering, flickering lights Harry had seen in his dreams. The room was empty, with only a few tables, and in the center was a huge glass tank large enough for several of them to swim in. It contained a dark green liquid, and many pearly white things floated lazily in it.

Neville leaned over to the tank and looked in through the side of the tank. There were eerie lights floating and disappearing in the depths of the green liquid, looking like sticky cauliflower.

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

"Can it be eaten?" Neville asked.

Fleger kicked Neville's leg, "Idiot, these things are brains, I've seen similar things in Germany, don't touch them, or they'll entangle you with tentacles of thought and leave you mentally Scars, I don't want to smear Dr. Unlucky's forgetting ointment on your fat."

"Understood." Neville shrugged, muttered and moved some distance away from Fleger.

"Let's get out of here," said Harry, "this is not the right place, we need to try another door."

When they returned to the dark round room again. Ginny walked last, and she gestured in the air with her wand, "The sign appears!" A fiery red X appeared on the door. The door clicked shut, followed by another loud rumble, and the walls began to spin rapidly again. But this time, amidst the blue, there was a large blur of golden red. When everything is fixed, the red X is still burning, showing that they have tried the door.

Harry hurried to the opposite door, followed by the others, and he pushed it open, wand still raised.

This room was even larger than the previous one, dimly lit, and oblong in shape, sunken in the middle, forming a gigantic stone pit about twenty feet deep. The room is surrounded by stepped rows of stone benches, and they stand in the top row. Those stone benches extend down at a steep angle, much like a circular theater, or like Harry being tried by the Wizengamot The courtroom at that time. But in the center of the stone pit, there is no chair with a chain, only a tall stone platform with a stone arch erected on it, which looks very old, dilapidated, and decayed. There was no wall to support the arch, but a tattered black curtain or drapery hung from it, and although there was no breeze in the cold air, the drapery fluttered lightly, as if it had just been touched.

Ron jumped down the rows of stone benches quickly and neatly, and came to the stone bottom of the deep pit. He walked slowly toward the ledge, his footsteps echoing loudly. Looking at the pointed arch from here, it looks much higher than when looking down from above. The curtain was still swaying slightly, as if someone had just passed through it. He had a very strange feeling, as if something had discovered his existence behind the arch, and was spying on his group.

"Someone is whispering behind that." Harry came to Ron's side and said, frowning and looking at the curtain that even made him feel softly fluttering, he whispered, "Sirius?"

"Not Sirius." Ron replied affirmatively, "Harry, even after Damocles Rolle, the second Minister of Magic, took office in 1718 and reached an agreement with the dementors to use Azkaban to imprison and punish prisoners Later, this curtain was once used as an execution chamber, if you pass through the curtain, you will die, and no one can come back alive.”

The murmurs seemed to be getting louder. Others found that Harry didn't hear Ron's explanation, but stepped on the high platform with one foot and walked towards the arch, his eyes fixed on the constant The fluttering drapery.

Neville picked up Harry, and led them back to the stone bench at the bottom without any explanation. Everyone climbed up to the door. Ron looked back at the place called the Hall of Death, and after looking around the environment, He nodded in satisfaction before looking away, flirting with Ginny beside him, who decisively printed a burning X on the door and returned to the dark circular room.

Ron squinted his eyes and stared at Harry for a while, "This hall of death should be the only place where wizards have a little understanding of the Department of Mysteries - after all, it was once used as a death chamber, although Hogwarts The relevant knowledge about it will not be taught now. Young wizards or wizards with low will are easily confused by the other side of the veil, and wizards who have never been in contact with death will have their own attitude towards death-either extremely fearful or indifferent. Someone who has been close to death himself—whether he himself or has seen it—may stare motionless at the Veil and be mesmerized by it. Whereas a wizard who has lost a loved one can hear the whispers of the dead here, the Veil will let you Create the illusion that the dead person you miss is on the other side."

The dazed Harry came back to his senses, with a look of fear and confusion on his face, that room almost made him forget the purpose of coming here.

Ron approached slowly with a calm expression, put his left hand on Harry's shoulder and grabbed his neck, then lowered his head and looked at Harry, and heard the other's next words in Harry's doubts, "I just sensed that you find the Veil 'gentle'? So that shows that death, far from being scary, is a comfort to you. You just had a strong desire to walk through the Veil, and I understand your burden Bearing too many burdens, experiencing too much pain, longing to see your loved ones, but this also means that you are subconsciously tempted by death!" Ron slapped Harry's head the moment he bowed his head because of the words On his face, Harry felt that he had been beaten soberly again, "Harry, this is not a reason for you to secretly use death to escape reality and evade responsibility."