Harry Potter and the Necromancer

"Everyone! I have an idea. Do you remember the creature who pulled our cart for us when we entered Hogwarts?"

As soon as Harry Potter returned to Gryffindor, he announced his findings. The Salvation Army's morale was low and they needed encouragement at this time, otherwise their plans for outings might be ruined.

"Harry! You mean the kind of horse we saw after the Goblet of Fire?"

Ron Weasley asked with some confusion. Those creatures were skinny, with black skin wrapping the bones inside, like skeleton-like creatures.

"Strictly speaking, those are not horses but thestrals. There are more than a hundred of them in Hogwarts, so it is enough to take us."

Harry Potter could already imagine himself flying in the sky with a Salvation Army.

"Then what are we waiting for? We can prepare in these two days."

Several Gryffindors were roaring happily. They had no idea that the most dangerous place in the world was beside the Dark Lord and the Savior. And now Harry Potter is the two combined into one. .

These little lions immediately took action. They went to the library to find out information about the Thestrals and learned that the Thestrals like to eat meat, which coincided with what Harry Potter saw in the Forbidden Forest.

Then they got some meat, and after seducing a few Thestrals, they sat on it and tried flying a few times until everyone was ready.

It's vacation time, and senior students can go to Hogsmeade Village.

But this time they all gave up on going to Hogsmeade, and instead rested until they went to the Ministry of Magic in the evening.

Very smoothly, each of them rode the Thestral. The Thestral has a good sense of direction. It is a kind of innate intuition. You only need to report your address and it will take you directly to your destination.

Under the night sky, more than a dozen Thestrals passed through the high-rise buildings in London, quickly delivering them to their destination. After completing their mission, the Thestrals all returned to Hogwarts.

The Ministry of Magic is quiet after work. All the facilities here can be used. Due to the existence of magic, the Ministry of Magic is in automatic operation. The main defense targets are Muggles rather than wizards, so these little lions can easily Just come in.

"I remember it should be here, and then I walked this way, and then I thought about it, it should be this way, yes! It's right here."

The handsome Harry Potter led the way, running around the Ministry of Magic with the Salvation Army behind him. However, based on the impression in his dream, the handsome Harry Potter still found a place, at the end of a passage decorated entirely in black. There is a huge vault door.

When the Salvation Army arrived at the gate, they found that the door had been opened and was only ajar at this time.

"No, the other party must have arrived. When we enter, we must be careful not to just look for the prophecy crystal ball."

The handsome Harry Potter pointed out the danger to his friends, and then stepped through the door resolutely.

How can I describe the scene in the prophecy hall!

There are only shelves and crystal balls in the entire prophecy hall. The high shelves are at least about 10 meters high, and are densely packed with large and small crystal balls. Each shelf is 20 meters long, and the distance between two shelves is only enough. If one person is walking alone, the main passage is only slightly wider, allowing two people to walk side by side. The place is completely occupied by shelves and crystal balls.

The handsome Harry Potter Salvation Army members carefully lit up their wands with fluorescent flashing spells. The little bits of light were reflected by the crystal ball, and everyone seemed to be in the starry sky.

"I feel it should be around here, everyone, look carefully."

The handsome Harry Potter suddenly felt something and stopped. As he spoke, all his wands moved towards the crystal ball on the shelf.

"Harry! It has your name on it, along with Professor Sybill Trelawney's name and the date."

Neville Longbottom suddenly discovered a small crystal ball, with the label paper hanging on the base swinging like a wind chime.

"This is it. This is what the Dark Lord is looking for."

The handsome Harry Potter was very happy. He didn't expect to find the prophecy crystal ball about himself so easily.

"The children born on that day are destined to fight the Dark Lord to the death. Only one of the two can survive."

The voice of Professor Sybill Trelawney came out from the crystal ball, and the little lions gathered around to listen.

"Let me hear it!"

A silver hand suddenly stretched out and took the prophetic crystal ball from Harry Potter's hand.

What's happening here? Only then did the little lions react, predicting that the crystal ball had been taken away.

The silver palm grabbing the crystal ball wrapped the entire crystal ball into his arm, and then the other party lit the wand.

Peter Pettigrew's broken hand has been reattached by Voldemort.

"How will you be here?"

The handsome Harry Potter asked nervously. The other party was a Death Eater, and he would definitely not be the only one here.

Sure enough, from the passage not far away, six more Death Eaters walked out two by two.

"Thank you so much. We have been here every night looking for your prophecy crystal ball for a long time, but there has been no progress. It seems that only those who are related to this crystal ball can find it!"

Of course these words are lies! How else to protect Lord Voldemort! After all, he was now integrated with Harry Potter, and it was not yet time to reveal that Voldemort's consciousness had returned.

Just early this morning, Lucius Malfoy came to No. 4 Privet Drive. Since he returned to the ranks of Death Eaters, he is also one of the people who can find this address. The purpose of his coming is to inform Peter Pettigrew, The opportunity to make a meritorious deed has arrived.

What should be said and what should not be said are all like actors checking their lines over and over again. If you really can’t speak, just take action. But to what extent you take action is another matter, and the result is another matter. educate.

Peter Pettigrew was destined to be educated wherever he went.

Finally staying up until night, when the Thestral took off at Hogwarts, Lucius Malfoy received the news.

As a result, Peter Pettigrew was able to take half of the Death Eaters and ambush him in the Prophecy Hall of the Ministry of Magic.

It didn't take long for Harry Potter's Salvation Army to arrive here. They held up fluorescent wands and it didn't take them long to find the prophecy crystal ball. But why was it that the person they found was not Harry Potter, but Nassar? Will Longbottom?

Saying the pre-designed lines, Peter Pettigrew slowly backed away. The six Death Eaters around him walked slowly and slowly separated the Salvation Army and Peter Pettigrew.

Once these Death Eaters leave, the Ministry of Magic's treasure hunting trip will end in failure, but this is exactly what the handsome Harry Potter wants, to get the crystal ball and bring it back to Hogwarts. Stupid way, it will inevitably be turned over to Dumbledore when the time comes.

"Harry! Don't let them take the crystal ball away!"

Neville Longbottom roared, waved his wand and knocked away a Death Eater with a 'stun' shot.

Damn it! It seems that a melee is inevitable.

Peter Pettigrew immediately turned around and ran away, his mission complete when he left with the crystal ball.

"Don't let him get away! Chase him."

At the sound, the little lions immediately howled and rushed forward, as if each one had taken a joyful drug.

"They have seven Death Eaters."

The handsome Harry Potter reminded his companions. Although he also wanted to catch up, he still reminded him instinctively.

"We outnumber them."

The sound just now sounded again, and the Salvation Army was even more fanatical than the Thebes Army. The magic wands in their hands fired spells one after another, with an astonishingly high success rate and accuracy.

"Torn apart!" "Shattered to pieces!" "Obstacles galore!" "Collapsed!"

The little lions used all the magic spells they could use, and today was the most exciting time they played.

Peter Pettigrew ran in the wrong direction. It was supposed to be the passage from the Ministry of Magic to the Wizengamot. Instead, he ran towards the door leading to the Hall of Mysteries. This was all because of the spells of those little lions, otherwise It won't be so embarrassing.

After their group passed, all the shelves in the Prophecy Hall were completely destroyed, and all the crystal balls were smashed to pieces.