"Maca, there's news from Arthur's side, Harry has successfully completed his mission."

As Harry sat in the interrogation chair in the tenth courtroom under pressure, Sirius happily brought the good news to Maca's ears.

"Harry is fine." "He's always been a Gryffindor lion cub, and his courage is still not lacking. ”

"Of course, Jaime back then—"

"Don't mention his father," Maka said, waving at Sirius, "Harry is Harry, not anyone's heir. In the face of evil, it is enough for him to be himself. ”

With that, Maca stood up from behind her desk and stretched widely.

"Alright, then it's time for me to act......" He lowered his arms and said with a blazing gaze, "Sirius, you first let the members of the Order of the Phoenix who stayed behind get ready, and during my absence, you must be more vigilant!" ”

Maca thought for a moment and reminded, "If you get into trouble, don't treat Leni and Lena as a burden...... In terms of combat effectiveness alone, they are no worse than anyone else. ”

"Oh?" Sirius glanced at Maca in surprise, but didn't ask much.

Nodding to Sirius, Maca turned and walked to the small bedroom next to her......

At the same time, the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Occult Affairs.

Behind the black door through which Bode had entered, was a large circular room.

Everything here, including the floor and ceiling, is uniformly black, with twelve identical black doors neatly embedded in the curved black walls.

Candles flickering in the blue glow of the walls, and cold, flickering flames reflected in the smooth marble floor, making the floor resemble a pool of inky waterholes.

And in the gap between the ceiling and the curved black wall of this room, a black dot that almost blends in with the surroundings does not move, only occasionally flashes of extremely faint blue light, which proves that something is indeed there.

Suddenly, the blue light that had been flickering for a long time suddenly lit up. Although the light was still inconspicuous, if you looked closely, you would see that it was actually lit up behind the black dot.

At that moment, the black dot moved!

Silent movements, small and rapid steps, eight wiggling slender feet...... and, eight pairs of gray-green eyes that suddenly opened.

It was a shrunken, eight-eyed spider!

As it silently crawled to the ground, several tiny and delicate runes flashed under its stomach as the blue glow suddenly flashed, and the space suddenly twisted.

The next moment, a figure dressed in a beautiful wizard's robe suddenly appeared above it, and then stood on the black floor with his legs crossed in an extremely unsightly posture, holding a particularly eye-catching orange *** in his hand.

"Xiao Qi, I told you when I practiced, it's good to stand anywhere, don't stand on the ground!" The figure immediately squatted down and let the little eight-eyed giant spider crawl into the palm of his hand, "I'm really not afraid that I will step on you?" ”

With that, he directly stuffed the little spider into his sleeve, put the "cloth" in his hand back into his pocket, and then straightened up and looked around the room.

"Those guys are going to get Harry to the dungeon's courtroom, but Harry does deserve encouragement, it's an easy task, but it's not easy."

This is, of course, Maca, who has drawn marker runes on Xiao Qi's belly, which is enough to use the portkey to sneak into places where there is no confined space.

He looked at the twelve black doors around him, with no doorknobs, let alone nameplates indicating the role of each room, as if nothing could distinguish them did not exist.

Maca thought for a moment, simply walked to a door, and closed her eyes slightly.

Then, he stroked the door with one hand, concentrating on the subtle fluctuations of magic behind the door.

After a moment, he turned and walked slowly along the curved wall, his fingertips quietly running over the doors and walls, and after walking exactly a full circle, his steps suddenly stopped.

“…… It's some inexplicable power," Maka opened her eyes and nudged the first door he touched, "especially in this one...... What is this? ”

Sure enough, the door couldn't be pushed at all, as if it was locked by some powerful magic.

Maca pondered for a moment, then shook her head.

"Let's talk about it later, go and get what you need to take first......"

He took out a bottle of Immortal Hidden Elixir from his waist, and after he raised his head and drank it, he walked straight to a black door on the other side.

The door was unlocked, and Maca easily pushed it open.

As those brilliant diamond-like lights filled his vision, an obscure wave of magic enveloped his entire being.

The twelve black doors have the effect of blocking the aura, but the effect is not perfect, and it was behind this door that Maca felt this familiar fluctuation just now.

In the chart of rules runes attached to the end of the Book of Sin, the runes representing time felt like this, though he still couldn't understand the mystery.

In this room, countless clock dials shimmer with a faint but deep light.

Clocks of all sizes are staggered, ranging from large floor-standing grandfather clocks to wall-mounted home clocks, and even rows of hourglass timers neatly placed in glass-door cabinets, all with a gold chain that looks like a necklace.

Some of them hang in the middle of a few staggered stands, some stand on a long dining table, and of course some are too large to rest on the floor.

It is the large number of clocks of these models and styles that make the rapid and seemingly never-ending ticking sound continue to reverberate, neat and uniform, yet distinct, like the footsteps of a marching guard of honor.

The first sparkle of a diamond came from the sparkling dial of the towering bell-shaped crystal in the deepest part of the room.

Standing in this strange room, Maca sincerely sighed at the depth of the mystery of magic, which was simply incredible.

"Matter drives appearance, spirit deduces rules."

He remembered the answer he had given to the Bronze Kitty Eagle at the beginning, when he was just coping, but now that he thought about it, the meaning was unusually profound.

Except for the bell-shaped crystal cover, the other clocks were just ordinary magic clocks, and their magic principle was only to calculate the interval of each second according to the knowledge of the rising and setting of the sun and the setting of the stars, which was not much different from the clocks of the Muggle world.

But it is these ordinary clocks, when they are gathered together, that can make him feel the spiritual interpretation of the rules.

But Maca didn't expect him to get anything out of it, because it was better to feel such subtle rules from here, in fact, it would be clearer to ponder the rule rune diagram!

Sighing slightly, Maca decisively lifted her leg and walked towards the bell-shaped crystal cover.

This is the Time Hall of the Department of Mysteries, and the room connected to the Time Hall must be the Prophecy Hall.

Walking through the narrow space between the long dining tables, Maca casually looked at the crystal cover, which seemed to have a churning chain of light coiling and circling.

In the middle of those chains of light, floated an egg as clear as a jewel.

It crept up with the flow of the light chain, then cracked silently, and a hummingbird flew up from the egg, heading straight for the very top of the glass dome.

But as the chain of light flowed and fell, the bird turned into a puff of feathers and withered, aged, and fell off little by little, until the bottom, and became a jewel-like egg again.

"Hummingbirds?" Maca tilted her head, a little dazed.

His Animagus form is a hummingbird, but what does time have to do with hummingbirds...... To be honest, he had never had such an association at all.

Scratching his scalp inexplicably, he silently remembered this unexpected piece of information in his heart, and planned to write it down when he returned for future consideration.

Marka then walked around the glass enclosure with a trace of regularity and looked at the only door behind it.

With a nudge of the door, it opened, without making a sound.

Behind this door was a room as tall as a church, full of neat rows of black wooden shelves covered with dusty glass balls, and nothing else.

There is only a group of candlesticks from time to time, and the dim candlelight spreads out from the edge of the wooden frame at a certain distance, but it does not make the place look much brighter.

Like the original round room with twelve doors, the flames of these candles are dark blue. Those small glass balls with cloudy clouds and mist circulating inside faintly emitted an extremely faint gray light.

This room was obviously colder than the time hall outside.

"Prophecy Ball...... Is it? ”

Maca just knew that Voldemort would definitely care about the prophecy, because the repeated failures of that product would definitely have a psychological support for those mysterious and mysterious things.

It's like, when someone predicts that you will be killed by someone, are you really indifferent? Especially in this magical world where the blood of prophecy really flows!

At least Maca cares, even if he does have difficulty understanding prophecy, but it doesn't prevent him from focusing on what is good or bad for him.

Speaking of which, he has actually experienced a more "straightforward" prophecy.

After taking a deep breath, Maca drew her wand and stretched it straight forward.

He did know that Voldemort would want to know about the prophecy made by Professor Trelawney more than ten years ago, but where the prophecy ball was, Maca had no way of knowing.