Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 490 Harry, run quickly

With Hermione's repeated insistence and suggestions, Dumbledore's Army finally reached an agreement, allowing nine members of Dumbledore's Army, including Harry, a classmate from the combat class, to go to the Ministry of Magic.

The members of the Blido Army stayed at Hogwarts to complete the tasks assigned by Tiera.

Finally, after a fierce argument, Harry, Hermione, Ron, Neville, George, Fred, Ginny, Luna, and Qiu Zhang went to London to rescue Sirius.

These nine people currently have the strongest theoretical knowledge among Dumbledore's Army, such as Hermione and Luna.

Either they are experienced in actual combat, such as George and Fred Weasley, and Harry.

Or they don't have either of these but just want to rush forward, such as Ron and Neville.

Although everyone except Hermione, Neville and Luna were on the Quidditch team, they still chose to take the Thestral to London.

Firstly, the flying broomstick is far less fast than the Thestral, and secondly, they need to conserve their energy before the real battle comes.

After everyone was seated firmly, the Thestrals slowly crouched down, and then rushed towards the sky like arrows. The speed was so fast and the angle was so steep that the little wizards had to hold it tightly with their hands and feet.

body to prevent it from slipping off its bony tail. They rushed through the treetops and flew towards the fiery sunset——

Harry closed his eyes tightly, he never thought he could fly so fast.

The Thestral flew rapidly over the castle, its broad wings waving powerfully, and the cold air hit Harry's face. He squinted his eyes against the strong wind, turned his head and saw eight other companions flying with him, for

To avoid his wake, they all bent down as much as possible to hide behind the Thestral's neck.

They flew over the grounds of Hogwarts and passed over Hogsmeade. Harry could see the mountains and valleys below.

Gradually, the day began to fade, and they flew through one village after another. Harry saw scattered lights, and then a lone car speeding across the hills along the winding mountain road on the way back.

"How strange!" Harry could barely hear Ron's shout coming from somewhere behind, and he imagined what it would be like to gallop so high in the air without being able to see his mount.

As dusk falls, the sky gradually turns a faint, hazy purple, scattered with tiny silvery stars.

Soon, only the lights of Muggle towns would let them know how high they were above the ground and how fast they were going.

Harry wrapped his arms around the horse's neck and held it tightly, trying to make it fly faster.

How much time had passed since the moment he saw Sirius lying on the floor of the Department of Mysteries.

How long can Sirius hold out against Voldemort?

Harry could only conclude that his godfather neither obeyed Voldemort's orders nor was killed, because he was sure that no matter what the outcome was, he would feel Voldemort's joy or anger flowing through his body, leaving his scars

It burned like the night Mr. Weasley was attacked.

They were flying in total darkness.

Harry felt that his face was stiff and cold, and the legs tightly clamped on both sides of the Thestral were numb, but he did not dare to change his position for fear of slipping.

He heard nothing, only the rumbling air rushing past his ears, and his mouth was dried by the cold night wind and frozen.

How far they had gone, he had no idea at all.

All his hopes were pinned on the Thestral beneath him, which was still speeding steadily through the dark night sky, almost never flapping its wings as it flew forward.

If they're too late, he's still alive, he's still fighting, I can feel it.

If Voldemort decided that Sirius wouldn't surrender, I should know.

Suddenly, Harry felt his stomach vibrate.

The Thestral's head suddenly fell to the ground, and he slid forward a few inches along its neck.

They were finally about to land. He seemed to hear a scream behind him, so he turned his head nervously and did not see the falling body. They were probably also surprised when they changed direction like him.

The bright orange lights all around grew larger and rounder; they could see the roofs of buildings, the headlights of traffic like the shining eyes of beetles, the square windows showing

Dim yellow light.

Suddenly, they seemed to be rushing towards the sidewalk. Harry tried his best to catch the Thestral, preparing for the sudden impact when it landed on the ground.

However, the Thestral fell lightly on the dark ground like a shadow.

Harry slid off its back and glanced around the street. The dump truck, which was almost overflowing, was still parked not far from the dilapidated phone booth. Under the monotonous orange streetlights, he could not see anything.

Clear their original color.

They squeezed into the phone booth one after another. Even though the inside of the phone booth was much larger than it looked from the outside, it still seemed a bit crowded after nine people walked in.

"Dial 62442!" Harry shouted.

Luna, who was closest to the phone, picked up the phone and dialed a few numbers——

Just like Harry's last visit, nine badges came out of the coin slot.

After they put on their badges, the phone booth suddenly shook, and then their eyes began to drop a little bit.

"The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a pleasant stay tonight." With a clear voice, Harry and his party officially arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

The door to the phone booth flew open, and Harry stumbled out, followed closely by Neville and Luna. The only sound that could be heard in the main hall was the continuous rushing of the golden fountain, as the water flowed from the wizards and witches.

From the wand, the arrowhead of the centaur, the tip of the goblin's hat and the ear of the house elf, it kept spraying out and landed in the circular pool.

The entire Ministry of Magic was empty and eerily silent.

"Let's go!" Harry shouted softly, and then led eight other people to the Department of Mysteries, searching for the images in his memories and dreams.

Just like in the dream, they passed through a simple black door, then passed a huge circular room, and finally——

We came to the room where the dusty crystal ball slowed down.

"You said it was Platoon 97." Ron said quietly.

"Yes... we are very close, everyone, be careful!" Harry responded softly, looking up at the silver numbers flashing under the bracket——

They took out their wands and tiptoed between the shelves.

When they reached row 97, they looked around intently.

However, what he saw now was slightly different from what he had seen in his dream... Harry did not see his godfather, not even the Death Eaters or Voldemort.

"What's going on?" Ron asked softly, his voice trembling a little.

"I..." Harry was at a loss for words. He didn't know what was going on -

According to previous experience, Sirius should be here.

"Harry, this crystal ball has your name on it!" Zhang Qiu pointed to a crystal ball next to him and said.

Harry walked over gently and looked up -

There is a date written on the crystal ball and the words: "The Dark Lord and Harry Potter".

Harry reached out his hand in confusion.

"No, Harry..." Luna on the side suddenly said: "I don't think you should touch it!"

"Yes." Hermione became a little restless, and he nodded.

"My name is written on it..." Harry murmured, then he stretched out his hand and held the dirty crystal ball tightly in his hand.

Nothing seemed to happen.

Apart from--

An excited voice came from behind: "Well done, Potter... now, turn around slowly and give it to me!"

It's Lucius Malfoy's voice!

Twelve shining wands appeared around them, all pointed at them.

Twelve Death Eaters surrounded Harry from four directions, surrounding the nine-person combat squad in the center. Now they only had to wave their wands, and all nine people led by Harry would be injured or even killed.

The leader was Lucius Malfoy, who was looking at Harry with a mocking look on his face.

"Where is Sirius?" Harry asked loudly.

Several Death Eaters laughed, and one of them, a woman with a harsh voice, said proudly: "The Dark Lord always knows what's going on!"

When Neville Longbottom heard this voice, his face suddenly turned pale.

"I know Sirius was captured by you...where is he?" Harry summoned the courage and asked loudly.

"You should also understand the difference between reality and dreams, Potter." Malfoy glanced at Harry with some contempt, "Hand over the prophecy ball in your hand, or we will kill all your companions."

"This is a trap!" Harry finally realized... He had been fooled, and now his mind was blank.

"I told you a long time ago." At this time, a familiar voice suddenly appeared, "You should learn to distinguish the difference between reality and dreams."

"Tiera!" Harry shouted in surprise, while straightening his head and looking around, "Tiera, where are you?"

Lucius Malfoy and the mad woman with a pale face and a shrill voice were the first to react, slowly turning their heads and looking behind them——

A young student wearing a Ravenclaw uniform stepped out of the darkness behind them.

This student Lucius knew the Muggle named Tiera who died under Voldemort's wand last year.

"Who are you?" Lucius shouted sharply, turning the wand away from Harry and pointing at the student who appeared behind him, "Stand over there and don't move!"

Lucius didn't know the true situation of Dumbledore's Army training, and he didn't expect that Tiera, who was killed by the Dark Lord, would be "resurrected", so he just thought it was someone pretending to be Tiera to scare him.

"Hey hey hey..." The person in front of him did not stop because of Lucius's words, but continued to approach.

It's just that the situation of "Tiera" seems a bit strange. Like a puppet on strings, "Tiera"'s movements reveal a strange feeling of incoordination and stiffness. His body is different from Lucius's last time.

When I saw it, there seemed to be quite a difference, as if someone had forcibly blended Tiera's face with another woman's body.

As "Tiera" got closer step by step, Lucius could still see that there was an inexplicable mist surrounding "Tiera"'s mouth and nose, entering and exiting his body with every breath he took.

"Tuk...tuk...tuk...tuk..."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of horse hooves suddenly appeared and was approaching very quickly.

After a while, three weird knights riding weird horses appeared behind the other Death Eaters, blocking the four passages.

Three war horses of gold, silver and bronze roared, riding war, plague and famine respectively.

Seeing this strange scene, other Death Eaters gradually turned their wands from Harry and others to the knights.

At this time, Harry suddenly felt a dampness in his ears, and then heard that familiar voice:

"Run now, Harry, run!"