Just a Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor

Sherlock walked in the front door, Eddie pulled Amy behind him, and the three of them pushed the door and walked into the prophecy hall.

"What's wrong with Amy's eyes?"

Sherlock was the first to notice Amy's problem. He touched her head and asked with a frown.

Amy rubbed her eyes again.

"Amy's eyes are filled with sand, but Amy doesn't think it's a big deal."

Her feeling was always right. After hearing what Amy said, Sherlock didn't take it to heart, but led them to the depths of the prophecy hall.

"I've been here for a while and know that one of the doors is very special. It can only be opened on certain days of the week. I opened it once and there was wind inside. It was probably blown in from outside!" Sherlock said as the three of them trotted all the way to the innermost wall of the prophecy hall.

There are three doors here. The one on the far left can be opened at will. Some broken crystal balls are stored there. The one on the right is always locked. The black door in the middle is the room Sherlock mentioned.

"Is today the day it can be opened?" Eddie asked in a somewhat hurried voice.

Sherlock nodded.

"Today, as long as it's not past 12 o'clock."

He stretched out his hand and pushed the door open with force. A fresh and cold wind blew out from the door, and at the same time lifted the hair on the foreheads of the three people.

The continuous explosions behind them were still ringing, and they walked into the dark room together without hesitation.

The black door was closed again, and in the time hall, the vine wall that Sherlock controlled two hundred magic wands to work together was finally blasted out by the Death Eaters with an explosion spell.

In the circular black hall, Bella's face was as cold as frost.

Dozens of Death Eaters around her were constantly using explosion spells, and behind them were four Aurors who had fainted under the coma spell.

In order to prevent Barty's identity from being exposed, they did not kill anyone in the Ministry of Magic tonight.

Aiming at the gap that was blown open, countless crushing spells were once again applied to the vines that had become charred.

A minute later, an entrance that could be passed through was destroyed.

At this time, five Death Eaters came out of another room in the Department of Mysteries.

"The Ministry of Magic staff who stayed here have been dealt with, but..." The Death Eater said hesitantly, "But Mrs. Selwyn, she's gone."

Bella looked at her with a gloomy face, and the hand holding the wand gently moved the fingers.

"Did she disappear in front of you, or did you not find her at the beginning?"

"We didn't see her at the beginning, she didn't seem to stay here tonight."

Now that the location of the room is known, the director of the Department of Mysteries is not that important, it doesn't matter whether he can be caught or not.

"First, go and complete the task assigned by the master."

Bella walked in front, and the other Death Eaters followed her in.

Rabastan and several Death Eaters consciously separated from the large group and tried to open all the rooms that could be entered to find the whereabouts of Sherlock and others.

The rest of the people passed through the Hall of Time. Bella pushed open the door of the Hall of Prophecy with a clear goal and led the Death Eaters into the room full of crystal balls.

The villains violently pushed several rows of wooden frames that blocked the way to the ground, and the crystal balls on them fell to the ground, and there was a "crackling" sound of glass breaking.

They walked in without stopping until they came to the wall with three doors.

Bella followed the scene she saw in Mrs. Selwyn's memory, stared at the black door that Sherlock walked into with Eddie and Amy, and reached out to push it open!

It was pitch black behind the door, and no scenery could be seen.

The Death Eaters who were looking for Sherlock's whereabouts in the Time Hall also returned empty-handed again.

"No one was found."

"Forget about them, let's go in."

Under her leadership, the Death Eaters each used the wand lighting spell, and then walked into the room with cold wind together.

......

"Amy is a little sleepy."

Amy, who was held in Eddie's arms, leaned on her father's shoulder and muttered to herself.

From the beginning when she said that there was sand in her eyes, Amy's condition was obviously a little wrong.

Sherlock asked with a frown.

"What was blown into Amy's eyes just now?" Eddie recalled. "It was the sand in the hourglass, the biggest one against the wall." Sherlock frowned even more. "The thing in there must not be sand! We must get out as soon as possible, otherwise Amy might get into trouble!" They had been walking in this dark room for more than ten minutes, but they still hadn't reached the end. This room was very abnormal. The darkness seemed to have magic power, squeezing out various light sources. Sherlock used more than a dozen wands to cast the illumination spell, but the visibility was less than one meter. He couldn't see the road ahead any further. The cold wind blew around them. This room seemed to be separated by countless small grids, like a maze, making people twist and turn inside, unable to find a way out. Sherlock also tried to destroy those grids with spells, but none of them succeeded.

Soon they came to a fork in the road, with two roads for them to choose from.

"Which way?" Eddie asked.

Sherlock also entered here for the first time, but in terms of choice and luck, one of them seemed to be cheating.

Sherlock asked softly to Amy who was leaning on Eddie's shoulder with her eyes closed and drowsily.

"Do you think we should go left or right, Amy?"

Amy seemed to be extremely sleepy, but she still had some weak consciousness and murmured.

"Amy...thinks we should go left..."

With her answer, Sherlock and Eddie did not hesitate, and then walked to the left. Amy would choose the direction at all intersections they encountered, and kept moving forward.

They continued walking for about half an hour, and after turning a corner, they saw a faint light.

Eddie and Sherlock held their breath at the same time and looked at each other.

Someone!

The wizard holding the illuminating spell with his wand also saw them. Sherlock's side was much brighter, so it was easy to see their faces clearly.

"John!"

A familiar female voice sounded, and then the witch approached them with her wand raised.

Only then did Sherlock see the witch's face clearly. It was Mrs. Selwyn!

"Why are you here?" Sherlock asked doubtfully.

Mrs. Selwyn was pale, breathing rapidly, and looked panicked.

"There is a door in my office that leads directly to here." She looked at Sherlock with a guilty look on his face, "I shouldn't have wronged you, John, you didn't open that door. There must have been others that night. Someone got in, he peeked at my memory, and then gave it to the Death Eaters!"

Sherlock was naturally not in the mood to care about those things anymore. When he heard Mrs. Selwyn's words, his heart suddenly sank.

"Is this room possible outside the Department of Mysteries or the Ministry of Magic?"

"No, this room is a hiding place. Some of the most important things in the Department of Mysteries are hidden here."

Hearing what she said, Sherlock's face turned completely dark.

They're in the wrong place!

Not only is this not the way out of the Ministry of Magic, but it may also be the ultimate goal of the Death Eaters' trip!

The further you go inside, the more you are falling into a trap.

Eddie was not stupid, he also heard the meaning.

"What should we do now?"

They have already come this far, and it is impossible to go back the way they came. Even if they are lucky enough not to encounter a Death Eater halfway, by the time they reach the door, it will already be past twelve o'clock, and the door cannot be opened at all!

Sherlock didn't hesitate for long before he gritted his teeth and said.

"Then we can only continue walking inside. We must find the room they are looking for faster than the Death Eaters and others!"

He turned to Mrs. Selwyn.

"Do you know where the room they are looking for is?"

Mrs. Selwyn nodded with a pale face.

"I got back part of my memory before I entered this maze. I also know the room that the Dark Lord and the others are looking for, but I haven't gotten the memory of the thing in it yet."

Her tone was solemn, and even her voice was trembling slightly.

"But what I know is that they must not let them get their hands on that thing, otherwise the most terrible consequences will occur!"

"You lead the way. We have to get there as quickly as possible before the Death Eaters arrive!"

With Mrs. Selwyn's leadership, their next movements will undoubtedly be much faster.

But they could also clearly hear the faint sounds of messy footsteps behind them.

The Death Eaters were not far away from them, but they couldn't see each other due to the darkness that absorbed the light.

After walking forward for another twenty minutes, we finally came to a space like a hall.

When Sherlock and the others set foot here, the chandeliers on the ceiling lit up one by one, driving away the darkness that had been shrouded in the maze.

There were two doors in front of them, black and white. Mrs. Selwyn pointed to the black door on the left.

"The room they are looking for is behind this door!"

Sherlock tried to push the black door open, but the door seemed to be welded to the surrounding walls and remained motionless.

"Can you open it?"

Lady Selwyn held out her wand, her palms slick with sweat.

"I need time."

"Approximately how long will it take?"

"At least 10 minutes!"

Sherlock sighed and controlled the hundreds of wands around him to turn around. The footsteps coming from the darkness became louder and louder.

"I'll try to help you buy this time."

Eddie put Amy down who had fallen asleep and said with firm eyes.

"I will go with you!"