HP Approaches the Magic World

Lupine dragged Harry away from the stage.

Harry was still staring straight at the arch, because Sirius asked him to wait outside, and he was a little unhappy. Just as he was trying to get out of Lupin's arms, he came to his senses: Sirius

He had never been made to wait before. Sirius would always risk many dangers and never look back to see him and help him.

If he couldn't come out of the arch even when he spent his whole life calling Sirius, the only possible explanation was that he really couldn't come back...

Dumbledore trapped most of the remaining Death Eaters in the middle of the house, seemingly tied there with invisible ropes.

Moody crossed the room and crawled to Tonks, trying to wake her up; the light flickered from behind the stage, and there were grunts and shouts - Kingsley had already run forward to continue fighting Bellatrix.

Already.

"Harry?" Neville moved up the steps to Harry's side.

Harry stopped struggling, but Lupine still cautiously held his arm to prevent him from rushing forward again.

"Harry, I'm really sorry..."

Neville said, his legs still moving involuntarily, "That man—is Sirius Black—your friend."

Harry nodded.

"Come on," Lupine said calmly, pointing his wand at Neville's leg and saying, "It's over."

The spell was broken: Neville's legs returned to normal and no longer moved.

Lupine's face turned a little pale: "Let's go find them quickly. Where are they, Neville?"

Lupine said as he turned and left the arch.

It sounded like every word made his heart ache.

"They're over there," Neville replied. "A brain has gone round Ron, but I think he's fine now,

——Hermione doesn’t know anything anymore, but she still has a pulse——”

There was a loud bang, followed by a scream coming from behind the stage.

Harry saw Kingsley fall heavily to the ground and screamed in pain: Dumbledore was sweeping his wand around wildly, and Bellatrix Lestrange was so frightened that she hurriedly ran away with her tail between her legs.

Harry took the opportunity to aim at her and cast a spell on her, but she dodged it; she had already run to the middle of the steps——

"Harry - don't!"

Lupine shouted, but Harry had already broken free from Lupine's loosened grip.

"She killed Sirius!" Harry roared, "She killed him - I'm going to kill her!"

He rushed out and quickly climbed up the steps, ignoring the loud voices of the people behind him to stop him.

The hem of Bellatrix's robe disappeared in front of them, and they were back in the room of brains, where the brains were still swimming.

She did not look back, but directly sent a spell from her shoulder to behind her.

The box containing the brains rose into the air and turned over, and Harry was drenched in the stinky liquid pouring down from it: the brains slid down from him slippery, wrapping their colorful tentacles around his body.

Harry shouted: "Wingardium Leviosa!"

They immediately left his body and flew into the air.

He ran smoothly towards the door, skipping over Luna, who was moaning on the ground, and past Ginny, who was calling him: "Harry - what's wrong?"

Running past Ron who was giggling weakly, and Hermione who was unconscious, she forcefully opened the door leading to the black rotunda, and saw Bellatrix disappearing at the opposite door; and in front of her

It's the corridor leading to the elevator.

He ran as fast as he could, but she had already slammed the door behind him and the wall had spun.

Harry was once again surrounded by the blue beams of light produced by the spinning candles.

"Which one is the exit?"

The wall rumbled to a stop again, and he shouted in confusion, "Where can I get out?"

As if the room was waiting for him to ask questions, the door to his right rear flew open, and the walkway leading to the elevator was right in front of him, empty and illuminated by torches.

He rushed over. He could hear the clatter of the elevator in front of him. He ran quickly down the corridor, rounded the corner, and bumped the button with his fist. The second elevator rumbled and made a shrill sound.

Lowering it bit by bit, the gate slid open, and Harry rushed in, pressing the button labeled "Main Hall."

The door closed and he gradually rose up. Before the gate was fully opened, he squeezed out impatiently and looked around.

Bellatrix was about to run to the elevator in the telephone hall at the end of the hall, and he chased after him.

She glanced back and aimed a spell at Harry.

Harry ducked behind the Magic Brothers Fountain, and the spell whizzed past him and hit the gold door at the other end of the main hall, making a loud sound like a bell.

There were no more footsteps and Bellatrix stopped.

Harry hid behind the statue and listened carefully.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!"

Bellatrix shouted in a baby-like falsetto, her voice echoing above the smooth wooden floor.

"What do you want to do with me, huh? I guess you are here to avenge my dear cousin!"

A strong hatred that he had never experienced before surged into Harry's heart. He jumped out from behind the fountain and roared: "Heart-breaking!"

The spell knocked Bellatrix to the ground, and she screamed, but she did not writhe in pain like Neville - she quickly stood up, out of breath, and her smile disappeared.

Harry hid behind the golden fountain again, and her return hit the handsome wizard on the head. The head was lifted off and fell twenty feet away, carving a long path on the wooden floor.

of scratches.

"Never used the Unforgivable Curse, did you, boy?"

She shouted, no longer in her babyish falsetto, "You need to give them the power of evil, you need to actually cause pain - to be able to use it well - legitimate anger cannot last long

How about me - let me give you a demonstration, how about it? I want to give you some colors to see - "

Harry moved slowly along the fountain on the other side.

"Cereus!" Bellatrix screamed, and Harry had to squat down again. The centaur's arm holding the bow was blown away, and fell away from the golden bow with a bang.

The wizard's head is slightly further away.

"Potter, you can't beat me!"

Harry could hear her moving to the right to get a better view of him, and he huddled behind the centaur's legs, head level with the house elf, and stepped back around the statue, trying to get away from her.

distance.

"I was, and am, the Dark Lord's most loyal servant.

I learned dark magic from him, and I know spells with powers that a poor little thing like you could never hope to achieve—"