"Remember, I told you before that in the deepest part of the Department of Mysteries, the door was huge, half the size of a Quidditch field......" Harry described as he could, gesturing with his hands outstretched.

A stone arch located in the Hall of Death of the Department of Mysteries?!

Aven knew which door he was talking about, the Death's Door, the magical artifacts of the ancient times treasured by the Ministry of Magic.

That door leads to death, and behind the door is the world that belongs to the dead.

Only those who have witnessed death can hear the voice of someone talking behind the curtain in front of the door, it is the voice of the dead in the past, no living person can hear what the voice behind the door is saying, and can only vaguely feel that the voice is their deceased relative.

The voice behind the curtain feels nostalgic and intimate, and makes people feel the urge to go over and have a look, but this is only a appearance, and the owner of the voice is actually the Grim Reaper, who is deliberately seducing the person in front of the door.

Therefore, only those who have truly witnessed death can hear the sound at the door.

If you can't resist the temptation and cross the curtain, then the relatives you see will not be missed, and all that awaits you is death.

This door is a bit like the Resurrection Stone, a magical item that the Grim Reaper left in the world to lure people to death.

Perhaps, in the world of the dead, the person who crosses the curtain will eventually be reunited with his departed relatives and friends.

Under the gaze of death, as desired.

But then you also died, what's the point of getting together......

In short, that door was extremely dangerous.

Over the centuries, the Ministry of Magic has invested a great deal of research in this door to figure out the mysteries of death.

No one knows what the results were, but Evan speculated that the Ministry of Magic had not figured out the secrets of the Death Door and had not opened it, except for one thing that was certain, and that was that the door led to death.

The method is simple, if someone crosses the veil, then the person is dead.

This is a death that is more powerful and utter than the Avada Curse, and the soul and body are all gone from this world, maybe they will go to another world to start a great adventure, just like Dumbledore.

Either way, Aven wasn't interested, he had always stayed away from this dangerous magical item left over from ancient times.

After trying to avoid Sirius's death from the door, he hadn't studied it again, but now, Voldemort and the Black Witch were about to open it, indicating that the door had something to do with evil gods in addition to death.

Voldemort has the statue of the evil god in his hand, he can contact the evil god inside, he knows a lot of information that Evan does not know, he wants to enter the world of the dead through that door, he must be planning to get something in that world.

Voldemort and the Black Witch's intentions, Evan was not clear, but it was undoubtedly not a good thing, and he had a bad premonition.

Since there is no way to stop it head-on, the only way left is to seize the time to strengthen itself as soon as possible.

The faster the better, and unlock the secret treasures of the Hogwarts Big Four before Voldemort turns into an evil god.

"What are we going to do now?" Harry finally asked, his head splitting and as if he had a lot of questions to think about, before he remembered that he hadn't confirmed to Sirius what Aunt Muriel had said at the wedding, and that Evan said he would tell himself, but Harry doubted that he had the energy to listen to it now.

Mystery grew, and the scar on his head was so painful that Harry almost fainted.

"Harry, what you've seen shows that there must be something behind that door at the Ministry of Magic that the Dark Lord wants, and that there is a dangerous Dark Wizard helping him. Hermione analyzed it seriously and said, "It's terrible, we don't know what that black witch looks like, what his strength is, and what they plan to do when they open that door, or even how to open that door, we don't know, maybe we should ......"

"Tell the Order of the Phoenix the news and ask them to send someone to investigate what the Dark Lord is going to do, and we will go to Gringotts to find the Hufflepuff Gold Cup as originally planned, but hurry up, it's best to go now. Evan paused and looked up at a pale Harry, "Harry, are you really alright? ”

"I'm fine, don't worry about me, I'm always ready to act. Harry said weakly, "...... now if needed."

"You need to rest now, Harry!Aven, do we have to be in such a hurry to go to Gringotts? Didn't we say we would stay here for a while, study what Dumbledore had left us, and wait for the situation to clear up? Sirius told us to stay here, besides, we haven't found Ron yet......" Hermione said with a frown, she turned to look at Evan, her voice getting weaker and weaker, "Well, it's important that the Dark Lord wants to open that door?"

"I don't know, I just have a bad premonition. "Plans have changed, Hermione, there's no time to stay here and wait for Ron, he'll be fine, and Sirius will send him here if they find him." As for what Dumbledore left us, it can be studied slowly. We'll sleep here today and leave for Gringotts early tomorrow morning. Come on, Hermione, Elaine, you can go to the bedroom on the second floor, Harry and I go upstairs to the room, and call me if anything. ”

Hermione seemed to be a little worried, as if she was about to say something, but she looked at Evan and Harry, who looked ugly, and finally said nothing, and on the other hand, Elaine looked indifferent, and kept snorting, obviously very sleepy.

After hurriing to the good night, Evan helped Harry to sleep.

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On the second day, Evan woke up early in the morning, his head was groggy, and it hurt even more when he shook it hard, and his state was much worse than yesterday, he seemed to have a terrible nightmare, but he couldn't remember anything clearly, and Evan even wondered if he was connected to Voldemort's brain like Harry, otherwise why would he be so tired.

The sky outside could be seen faintly through the gaps in the thick curtains, the pre-dawn sky showed a faint water-blue ripple, accompanied by a burst of coolness, everything was so quiet, and on the bed next to him, Harry was still asleep.

Evan didn't wake him, he stared at the gloomy ceiling for a moment, then got out of bed.

He felt that he couldn't bear to continue lying here, and he couldn't think of the terrible nightmare of last night, and he didn't understand what plot Voldemort and the Black Witch were planning, and there was only one path in front of him, and that was to get the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, which was the only clue, the only thing he could do on his own initiative, and all that seemed to be left was waiting......