harry potter book of crimes

The predecessor of the Ministry of Magic was the Wizards' Council. Although the name has changed due to social conditions, its actual role has not changed. It is a central organization responsible for managing the magical population of a country.

Due to the changes of the times, the departments under the Wizards Council have been reduced to ten, and most of them have evolved into the eight departments under the Ministry of Magic today.

However, no matter how many changes, removals and additions have been made to other departments, the only two floors that have not been touched are the Department of Mysteries and the dungeons.

In the Department of Mysteries, there are concentrated all kinds of unpredictable powers that have been discovered since ancient times. Wizards have collected them in every possible way and are working tirelessly to explore and experiment here.

The employees who work in this confidential department are called "silent people".

The Prophecy Hall where Maka was at this time was a secret hall that had been preserved since the time of the Wizard Council.

The countless prophecy balls placed on the rows and rows of shelves actually look like a kind of alchemical work.

But in fact, according to early information retained by the Ministry of Magic, their origins have been unverifiable since the Wizarding Council era.

We all know that there have been prophets or prophets in the magical world since ancient times. They will make various predictions at any time and place.

And every time a prophecy is born in this world, a certain empty prophecy ball in this hall will be filled with mist. Until the second when the prophecy period ends, the prophecy ball containing the prophecy will be automatically emptied.

It's just that the Silent Man's long-term statistics found that the prophecy balls here have never been fully filled, and even the total number of prophecies every ten years does not fluctuate too much.

These wizards couldn't help but have a guess:

"...In this world, there is at least an "upper limit" to the number of prophecies that appear at the same time."

In the only office of the Department of Mysteries, Maca sat behind the desk of a silent man, flipping through various information documents.

In the corner behind him, the two silent men were lying stiffly on the cold floor, motionless.

He had already wandered around the prophecy hall before, but there were too many prophecy balls, and it was obvious that there was an anti-search spell, so he couldn't find the one he wanted.

"Yes... people who are not involved in the content of the prophecy have no right to obtain the prophecy ball..." Maka turned a stack of research materials to a certain page, then pointed at the line of words and frowned, "That is to say

, even if you find it, can’t you take it away?”

Whether there is a way to take it away is still unknown, but before that, it is wise to find it first.

Ignoring the documents in front of him, he hurriedly checked the pile of information again, then threw it aside and picked up another pile of information documents to look at...

After a long time, Maka stood up again, holding a page of forms in his hand and walked out of the office. Before leaving, he gave the two silent men one last glance.

They were bound by a magical contract and could not reveal information to him at all, so he had to take matters into his own hands and find the answer himself among the messy information.

It can be said that the Ministry of Magic is still very capable in some aspects, at least this kind of contract Maka that is bound to the soul has nothing to do with it.

Carrying a page of information forms, he returned to the prophecy hall and walked quickly in a certain direction.

But he only took a few steps before he stopped moving forward again.

"Lucius?"

Maka stood next to a shelf and saw a relatively familiar figure through the gaps between the prophecy balls on the shelf. That was Draco's father - Lucius Malfoy.

He thought for a while, his eyebrows tightening slightly, but after some consideration, he still walked around the shelf and walked over there.

"Lucius." Maka shouted calmly, but the other party was shocked.

Lucius, who was standing between the two shelves, slowly turned around. It could be seen that after hearing Maka's voice, his whole body became a little stiff.

"Hello, Mr. MacLean..."

Lucius just said hello and said nothing more. He seemed to be hesitating about something, and he didn't even dare to look directly at Maka.

At this moment, a dull and indifferent voice suddenly emerged from behind the shelf behind Lucius.

"The target has appeared."

Before he finished speaking, a cloud of black smoke floated out from behind the shelf, and a tall and muscular figure with a black aura all over his body walked out step by step.

"wipe out."

As if talking to himself, but also like a cold and cruel command, the moment the black figure said this word without any fluctuation, it turned into a black meteor and rushed toward Maka.

Came over.

At the same time, behind several shelves behind it, black shadows that were exactly like it rose into the air, following it and flying toward Maka's location.

Maka glanced in the other direction. The prophecy ball he was looking for was over there, but now was definitely not a good time to check it out.

Taking out a magic book and throwing it back, Maka took a few steps back and stepped on the magic book, then turned around and ran away.

He couldn't let these stupid Black Death followers destroy this hall - although for some reason, Voldemort would rather abandon the prophecy ball and set a trap to ambush him, but even if Voldemort didn't want to see it, he still wanted to see it!

In other words, he has a reason to watch it!

Maka stepped on the magic book and retreated quickly, while a large group of Black Death followers followed closely. Both parties left the prophecy hall in the blink of an eye.

Lucius still stood there, with all kinds of worries and fears in his heart almost pouring out of his throat.

"Damn! What should my Malfoy family do?"

I think at the beginning, Lucius tried to deal with both sides, just being a faggot, and then selling it at a price. But who knew, as time went by, both sides gradually revealed their power far beyond this era.

When hurricanes begin to blow on both sides of the wall, even the wall will be completely destroyed. What will happen to this little grass rooted at the top of the wall?

Just like today, Voldemort issued an order asking him to use his family's power to try to bring in a group of Black Death disciples. Can he refuse?

Lucius threw aside the delicate cane engraved with the family crest in his hand. He leaned against the shelf and slowly slid to sit on the cold black floor, his eyes filled with confusion.

…

On the other side, Maka quickly rushed through the Time Hall with a large group of Black Death Apostles.

When he returned to the circular room at the beginning, the walls and twelve doors began to rotate rapidly, and stopped rotating in the blink of an eye.

This is a magic set up to trap intruders, so that people don't know where the exit is, but this is not an obstacle to Maka.

He quickly came to one of the twelve doors. After the Black Death disciples opened the door of the Time Hall, he decisively pushed the door open and entered, leaving only the back of the Black Death disciples.

But after he entered, the door was not closed.

The half-open door seemed to be an invitation to the Black Death disciples. The Black Death disciples, who were thinking monotonously, rushed straight to the door and rushed into the room following Maka's figure.

This is a dark and gloomy room, roughly square in shape, surrounded by steps descending like an auditorium.

Each level of these stone steps is quite steep and looks very similar to the trial bench in the dungeon courtroom. However, at the bottom of these stone steps, there is no black chair with a chain, but a slightly raised stone

platform.

In the center of the stone platform, an ancient arch stood steadily. On the arch, a tattered black curtain moved automatically without wind, as if someone was gently moving it behind it.

Maka walked around the arch and looked solemnly at the slightly fluttering black curtain. He didn't even dare to approach it easily.

Among the twelve black doors, except for the locked door, the power hidden in this hall is the most obscure.

But when he got closer, Maka felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. It was as if he had been exposed to this kind of magic wave somewhere before.

By the way, he had not experienced anything similar to the information contained in this kind of fluctuation in the rules and runes table.

However, there was no time for him to think now, because the Black Deaths had already followed him one after another and attacked him without hesitation.

"What was Voldemort thinking? Why did he set an ambush for me? And who revealed my plan to him?"

There are many problems, but this does not prevent Maka from evading and counterattacking flexibly.

As the icy light of his wand shone, ribbon-like cold air flowed away, causing the movements of the Black Death Apostles to stagnate.

At this moment, Maka's wand quickly moved forward, and a huge force rushed straight towards a certain Black Death, knocking it directly into the ancient arch in the middle of the hall.

I saw the Black Death Apostle covered in black energy, falling towards the black curtain at high speed, but did not pass through it, but quietly disappeared from Maka's sight.

This mysterious arch seemed to be a door leading to another mysterious place. But Maka couldn't help but feel that if she accidentally fell into it, she might never come back.

Although he couldn't explain why, this feeling always lingered in his heart.

"boom!"

Maka dodged the Black Death that flew from behind and let it hit the stone steps heavily, splashing a large amount of stone fragments.

At the same time, his wand suddenly burst out with a burst of icy blue light, a rune quietly appeared on the tip of the wand, and then spit out a dazzling beam of light.

When Maka waved the wand horizontally, the icy blue light beam suddenly swept across like a sharp sword, freezing several Black Death disciples into white, and then fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.