Upon stepping into the house, Ryan discovers that the place is very similar to the Hall of Prophecy in the movie. The room was as tall as a church, and it was lined with towering shelves filled with small gray glass balls, each with yellowed labels underneath. Nothing beyond that.

The light source of the room comes from the candles in the candlesticks embedded in the shelves at regular intervals, and like the black rotunda, the candles here emit a blue light. Coupled with the silence that is completely different from the house outside, it makes people feel as cold as the wild on a snowy day.

Harry took the lead and ran to the right along the silver numbers under the candlesticks, as he remembered that the spot in his dream was in row 97. At this time, Ryan, who was at the end, took advantage of Hermione's cover to half-kneel and put the box in his hand on the ground, and then opened the box.

There are eight gems on the chest, and each time you press a gem before opening, the corresponding puppet will be released. Dozens of seconds later, all eight puppets collectively stood in front of Ryan.

"This time the target is much more powerful than the last vampire, so you'd better do it together. If you are not sure, you would rather let it go than force it. In short, this time the concealment is first, and you will only be allowed to strike if you can be sure that the blow will be fatal. As soon as you see the Mysterio or Dumbledore appear, you leave the place, and the Rose Crystal opens the door for you to return to your world. ”

"Understood. The little dolls agreed in unison, and then lined up a skirt salute. After that, it flew up to the top of the shelf and disappeared.

"We need to run faster, or we won't be able to keep up with Harry. Hermione said quickly as the dolls faded into the darkness at the top of the house. When they reached platoon 97, they heard Harry shouting, "God, whoever can save him, he's covered in blood." ”

Ryan quickly pushed the Weasley twins out of his way, finding Harry on his knees, while Sirius lay in front of him, covered in blood and white.

"He's fine. Ryan used his wand to release a glimmer of green light that sprinkled Sirius on his body to inspect it, and said to Harry after sensing the information coming back from the mana. "I've been hit by three or four heart curses, and I'm a little injured on my body, but these can be recovered, so I'll try to wake him up first. It's just that he is very weak now, and even if he wakes up, he may need someone to take him with him. Hearing this, Harry's face changed much better.

What Ryan didn't say was that through his examination, it was determined that the body and soul of the person lying here were Sirius, and he had not been dropped by anyone. It's better than the worst imaginable.

But Ryan could understand what was going on. As the second generation of the Dark Lord, Voldemort always had a bit of arrogance and conceit, and he didn't think that a few underage wizards could escape from him and his Death Eaters with an adult wizard who had basically lost his ability to take care of himself. So he naturally disdains to do things like camouflage and sneak attacks.

On the other hand, this Sirius, who can't recover in a short time, can be used to slow them down and increase Voldemort's chances of winning, if they find someone to fake, it would be bad if Harry and they found out that Sirius was fake.

After all, Harry and the others were only students, and it was only natural for them to run away in the face of a murderous creature like the Death Eaters. Harry had already managed to escape from Voldemort twice before, so it was only conceivable that Voldemort would make more preparations this time.

Thinking of a large group of Death Eaters now in ambush around him, Ryan couldn't help but look around warily. But he saw nothing but darkness.

Since the ambush hasn't come out yet, it's important to wake Sirius up first. By waking up, everyone will at least know what's going on here.

"Life Resurrection" Ryan pointed his wand at Sirius and recited a Quenya incantation, and a mixture of red and green light flew out of Ryan's wand and sprinkled onto Sirius.

The light was quickly absorbed into Sirius's skin, and under the magic of nature and life force, his skin slowly began to regain some of its blood, and the wounds on his body healed. Eventually, Sirius's eyelids began to flutter slightly, and then slowly opened his eyes.

"Sirius, you're awake. Harry said excitedly, a smile on his face.

Sirius's eyes first rolled, as if looking for something. Then he squinted at Harry, a nervous look on his face. His lips squirmed as if he wanted to say something to Harry.

Harry bent down and put his ear close to Sirius' mouth. He was heard speaking in a hoarse, faint voice. "Why are you here? Quick, get out of here, it's a trap. ”

"What, traps?" Harry looked up in astonishment, only to find that more than two dozen shadows appeared around them in an instant, blocking the path between them, their eyes glistening through the gaps in their hoods, and more than two dozen wands with shiny tips aimed at their hearts.

"Alright, Harry. Take down the glass ball with your name written on it from the shelf next to you and hand it to me. Otherwise, you and your friends, by the way, and your godfather will die here together. A deliberately muffled voice came from the shadows under a hood, but Ryan could tell it was Lucius Malfoy.

Harry guessed that each crystal ball here might correspond to a corresponding person, and that only the designated person could remove the orbs from the shelf. In this way, the purpose of being lured here by Voldemort and his gang is clear. This crystal ball may well be the secret weapon Voldemort was looking for to defeat them.

Clear and clear, but now Harry had no choice. With Sirius they didn't seem to be able to break out of the Death Eaters' encirclement, and he certainly wouldn't have left Sirius behind.

Harry could only look at the Death Eaters hiding under their hoods with stubborn eyes, and perhaps out of some scruples, the Death Eaters were just pointing their wands at them, but they didn't do anything. But he also knows that the stalemate doesn't make much sense. If he doesn't react anytime soon, the Death Eaters may find other ways to bring themselves into force once their patience runs out, and more people are likely to be harmed by then.

Just when he was anxious, he suddenly saw out of the corner of his eye that Ryan, who was half-kneeling beside Sirius, poured some medicine into Sirius's mouth with the help of a few classmates. When he noticed Harry looking at him, he made a time-delaying lip shape.

Harry realized that Ryan, as a master alchemist, would most likely have the medicine to treat Sirius in his hands for a short time. And now he hoped he could delay enough time for Sirius to recover. In this way, it is better than the current situation anyway.

"Do you want this orb?" asked Harry. Several of the Death Eaters laughed, and among the dark figures to Harry's left, a shrill woman's voice said triumphantly, "The Dark Lord always thinks things like a god!" So do as we say, or I'll be glad you gave me a chance to torture pure-blood scum and mudbloods." ”

Harry reluctantly walked over to the row of shelves, and heard Lucius Malfoy say in the back, "Yes, in the row at eye level with you, you can see your name and the name of the great Dark Lord in the note under the glass ball. ”

Harry saw the orb with his and Voldemort's names written on it, and a date from sixteen years ago. He hesitated for a moment to mind what to do with him, and let it go, so he grabbed the filthy little ball. He thought it was cold, but on the contrary, it made people feel as if it had been in the sun for hours, as if it was warmed by its own light. With ease, he removed the orb from the shelf.

"Hand over the prophecy ball, there's no need to hurt people. Big Malfoy said coldly.