HP Approaches the Magical World

"HP Approaches the Magic World ()"

Harry pressed the nearest 'Down' button, and almost immediately the lift came into view with a click, the golden bars slid out of it to either side, with a deafening, reverberating clang, and rushed off. go in.

He poked button number nine, and the bar slammed shut.

The elevator rattled harshly, and Harry hadn't noticed how loud it was when he'd been here with Mr. Weasley that day.

He was sure that such a noise would get the attention of every security guard in the building, but it didn't.

When the elevator stopped, only the indifferent woman's voice said, "Department of Mysteries."

The bars opened and they stepped out into the hallway, where nothing was moving except for the nearest torch flickering in the draft of the lift.

Harry turned to the plain black door.

For months he had only seen it in his dreams, and now he was here at last.

"let's go."

He whispered, leading everyone along the corridor, Luna followed behind him, opened her mouth slightly, and looked around.

"Well, listen, everyone," said Harry, stopping not six feet from the Black Door, "maybe there should be a few people here—lookouts, and—"

"But if something happens, how can we inform you?"

Ginny raised her eyebrows and asked, "You might be far away?"

"We'll all come with you, Harry," said Neville.

"Let's go on," said Ron firmly.

Harry still didn't want to take them all with him, but it seemed he had no choice.

He turned to the black door, walked through it, and it opened just as in the dream.

Then he stepped across the threshold, and the others followed.

They were standing in a huge round room.

Everything here, including the ceiling and floor, is black;

Identical, unmarked, and handleless black doors separated from each other—some distances were embedded in the surrounding black walls, and some candles with blue flames were dotted on the walls, and the cold, flickering faint candle light Reflected on the polished marble floor, the floor looks like a puddle of black water.

"Someone shut the door," Harry muttered.

When Neville did as he was told, he regretted the order.

Without the narrow beam of light pouring in from the corridor behind, the place grew darker, so that for a while they could see only blue candles flickering on the walls and their reflections on the floor. terrible reflection.

In Harry's dream, he always walked through this room without hesitation, went straight to the door facing the entrance, and then walked on again,

However, there are now twelve doors around.

Just as he was staring at the several doors in front of him, trying to determine which one he should enter, with a loud rumbling sound, the candle began to move to one side, and the circular wall spun.

Hermione grabbed Harry's arm as if worried that the floor would move too, but the floor didn't move.

A few seconds later, their Zhou Si's blue flames blurred into similar halos with the rapid rotation of the wall. Then, as suddenly as it had begun, the rumble died away and all was quiet again.

Harry's eyes had streaks of blue light, but he couldn't see anything else.

"What is this for?"

Ron asked in a worried whisper.

"I guess it's confusing us which door we came in from," Ginny replied in a low voice.

Harry realized at once that she was right: it was harder for him to figure out where the exit was now than it was to find a black ant on a dark floor;

Of the twelve surrounding doors, any one could be the one they need to go through.

"How are we going to get out?" Neville asked uneasily.

"It doesn't matter now," said Harry excitedly, blinking his eyes as he tried to erase the blue lines in his eyes, and tightened his grip on his wand. "We don't need to go out until we find Sirius—" —”

"Don't shout his name loudly!"

Hermione said hastily.

She didn't need to remind him, Harry knew intuitively that he should try to keep as quiet as possible.

"Where are we going, Harry?"

"I don't--"

Harry swallowed as soon as he opened his mouth,

"In those dreams, I got off the elevator, went through a door at the end of the hallway, and went into a dark room—that's the question—and then I went through another door into a dark room. Some shining rooms. We should try some doors,"

He said hastily, "When I see that room, I will know how to go..."

He went straight to the door facing him, the others following closely behind.

He put his left hand on the cold, shiny door, raised his wand, ready to rush the moment it opened, and pushed.

The door swung open with ease.

Chandeliers hung low from the white ceiling on golden chains, and the square room seemed very bright after the darkness of the first room, though without the hazy, flickering light Harry had seen in his dream.

The room was almost empty except for one table, and in the middle of the room was a huge glass tank of dark green liquid, big enough for them to swim in; many white things were slowly floating in it. come and go.

"What's this?" Ron whispered.

"have no idea."

"Is it a fish?" Ginny asked softly.

"Akawei Maggot!"

Luna said excitedly, "Dad said the Ministry of Magic kept—"

"wrong."

Hermione's tone was a little weird, she walked up to her and looked inside through the container, "This is the brain."

"Brain?"

"Yes?? Why do they raise such a thing?"

Harry came to stand beside her in front of the water tank.

True enough, he was so close that he couldn't be mistaken.

In the depths of the green liquid they appeared and flickered eerie, like slimy broccoli.

"Everyone get out of here."

Harry said, "Not this one, let's try another door."

"There are also many doors here." Ron said, pointing to the surrounding walls.

"In my dream, I went through the black room and entered the second one," he said. "I think we should go back and try from there."

They sped back into the dark round room; instead of the blue candlelight, those hideous images of the brain swam before his eyes.

"Wait a minute!" Hermione screamed just as Luna was about to close the door of the brain behind her, "The sign appears!"