Myriad Realms Store Owner of Harry Potter

Lane and six others are standing at the entrance to the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries, but the 12 doors in the first level put them in a difficult position. In this case, the one trial proposed by Harry was the only feasible solution.

"Harry, what does the door you're looking for look like?" Ginny asked.

"It can only be said to be one, um, it looks like a glowing room." Harry said and walked to the door directly opposite him, clenching the wand in his right hand and pushing it with his left hand.

The door was easily opened, and there was no imaginary attack. After experiencing the darkness of the first room, everyone felt that this square room with many chandeliers hung with golden chains was very bright. The house is very empty, except for a table that may be used for recording, except for a huge glass water tank containing dark green liquid in the center of the room.

This tank is more like a transparent glass swimming pool than a water tank. Lots of white things swim around in the jasmine liquid.

"Brain? And a human brain." Hermione, whose parents were dentists, quickly recognized what was in the tank. "Why are these things kept here?"

"Just as scientists outside study the brain, wizards should also hope to discover our own secrets by studying the brain. The only difference is that magic keeps these brains alive and easier to study. As for appearing here It's a good explanation, isn't the brain research department outside also concentrated in those top scientific institutions?" Ryan explained to Hermione in a small voice, but everyone in the room heard him.

"Get out of here, everyone," Harry said after looking at his brain that looked like a sticky cauliflower. "This one is not, let's try another door."

They quickly returned to the black hallway, and before the door was closed, Ryan tapped the door with his ring, leaving a sign of silver flames on the door.

The door clicked shut, followed by a loud rumbling, and the walls began to spin rapidly again. But this time, in the midst of a patch of blue, there was a small blur of silvery white. When everything was fixed, the silver-white flame mark was still jumping there, showing that they had tried the door.

"That's a good idea," said Harry, raising his wand and pushing open the door opposite him again, the others still following.

This room may be a little bigger than the one just now, and it is also rectangular. In the dim light they found that the middle of the house had sunk into a huge rock pit about twenty feet deep. The room is surrounded by stone steps that sink step by step, like a stone bench. They stood in the top row, and the steps descended at a steep angle, much like a gymnasium.

In the middle of the pit is a raised stone platform with an arch on it. It looks ancient and dilapidated, but there is no wall around it to support it. A tattered black curtain or drapery hung over the archway, and though there was no breeze in the cold air, the drapery was fluttering gently as if someone had just touched it.

"Is this the meeting point of the main world and the world of death?" As soon as Ryan walked into the house, he could feel a little bit of cold aura with the rules of death slowly seeping out from the door. As someone who's been working on various rules lately, the vibe is pretty obvious. "The other side of the door should be the world of death that corresponds to the Emerald Dream." He suddenly remembered the information he had seen before.

According to legend, this gate is the first building of the Ministry of Magic. To be precise, the construction of the Ministry of Magic is actually based on this arch as the core and slowly expands to the periphery.

In the beginning, this place was just a group of wizards studying the most secret knowledge of the magical world in this special environment, and later it gradually became the Department of Mysteries today. They are only nominally affiliated with the Ministry of Magic, when in reality everything runs independently.

Ryan deeply suspects that there is no one here today, because the people of the Department of Mysteries may have seen everything that will happen through prophecy in advance, so they avoided today's chaos in advance.

If Ryan wasn't still thinking about today's business, he would even have the urge to just sit here and study it. Ryan felt that if he could study the rules where the rules of the two worlds conflict, the progress is estimated to be several times that of other places.

"Who's there?" Harry said suddenly, jumping to the next stone bench. But no one answered, but the curtain was still fluttering.

Ryan immediately rushed forward and pulled him back. "Sirius can't be there, behind that door is death, this house was used as a death chamber by the Ministry of Magic until an agreement was made with the dementors. Before the agreement was signed, the death row would be taken out of here. Push through the door. Through the veil, people will disappear from our world completely, and no one will ever come back alive from behind that door."

"But I hear voices in there that attract me." Harry turned to look at the others, but they all signaled that they didn't hear anything.

"Only after the death of someone close to you can you hear the voice inside, and only you here fit that." Ryan twisted Harry's upper body hard, and then turned his to himself. He stared into Harry's bewildered eyes. "I know this door is very attractive to you because you have lost your loved ones. But please think about what we are here for?"

"Damn." Harry slapped himself abruptly to wake him up, he thought that Sirius was captured by Voldemort and might be tortured and his life was in danger, while he was looking at this door.

"Let's go." Under Harry's lead, they returned to the black circular room. Ryan also stamped the silver flame logo on it.

The wall spun again, then stopped. Harry randomly picked a door, walked over and pushed it, but the door didn't move. Ryan touched the door and let dozens of bright red runes flow onto the door, but these runes were all pushed back by the force on the door. Only at this time did he realize that the door used to lock the door was actually an extremely complex magical power.

"Can't open it, but I don't think it's this door. Harry could go through all doors in his dream." The wall spun again and stopped after marking.

Harry was already a little desperate at this time, and he repeated the previous process again. But after pushing the door open this time, Harry's expression suddenly became excited.

"It's here!" said Harry excitedly, rushing in first. Others can only hurry to keep up.

"I just don't know what's waiting in front of me this time." Ryan sighed softly and walked into the room last.

The house was the brightest house anyone had ever seen since entering the Ministry, and there was a constant ticking of busyness all around, like thousands of tiny feet walking. Looking around, all kinds of clocks hang in the gaps between the bookshelves, or on those tables that are as long as the room. What shines is a tall bell-shaped crystal hood at the end of the room.

Led by Harry, everyone walked quickly through the narrow gap between the tables, past the bell-shaped crystal hood, and came to the only door behind.

"I think we're here." He turned his head to look at everyone, and found that everyone nervously pulled out their wands. And Ryan and Hermione even held a strange golden glass bottle in their left hand. .

"Okay, let's go in." Harry wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say in a mess in his mind, and finally he could only wave his hand to signal everyone to move forward.