If there are no assault missions, the Ministry of Magic, like Muggle departments, leaves work early. Especially on Saturday nights, there are no more staff on duty who are usually reserved. So no one noticed that the six young wizards had walked briskly through the dark halls of the Ministry of Magic, and then walked to an elevator.

"I still can't help but want to say, Thestrals' flight speed is really amazing!" A little wizard with black hair and a round face said. His name is Neville Longbottom. A fifth-year student at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Gryffindor Branch, who has just finished attending . LS Exam. He was accompanied by three of his classmates and two fourth-graders.

"Thestrals are the fastest known long-distance flying magical creatures other than dragons!" A little witch with white blonde hair, very cute and clear eyes, replied. She is Luna Lovegood, one of two fourth-graders. Although she was a student of Ravenclaw, she inherited the Gryffindor heritage and was as courageous as the other Gryffindors.

"Now is not the time to discuss this, we need to hurry, hurry to that place!" A bespectacled young wizard whispered dissatisfied. He's the leader of the bunch, Harry Potter! The reason why I'm here tonight is because of him.

Two red-haired boys and girls, Ron Weasley, a classmate of Potter and Longbottom, and his sister, Ginny Weasley. The last girl with brown hair and two slightly bulging front teeth was Hermione Granger. The best little witch at Hogwarts!

"Don't say it's useless!" Hermione frowned, then pressed the down button.

The elevator reached them almost immediately, and the fence gate slid from the middle to both sides. There seems to be a lack of maintenance, and there is a creaking sound, which is very harsh.

Six little wizards rush in, and something wonderful happens. The elevator has become much bigger silently! From the original station of seven or eight people at most, it can accommodate about 20 people.

The six young wizards were a little nervous about the change, but said nothing.

Harry poked the number nine button, and the fence gate closed. The elevator rattled and clicked. An indifferent voice sounded

'Department of Mystical Affairs'

The door opened, and several young wizards stepped out.

It was pitch black in the hallway, and Harry looked around in confusion.

"Is it so dark in your dreams?" Ron complained that he wanted to use fluorescence, but was stopped by Hermione.

At this moment, the elevator fence door behind them creaked and slowly closed, and several fires lit up on the wall of the corridor near them. It's not much, but it's enough to light up the neighborhood.

"There!" Harry pointed to a flashing black door, "I walked through that door in my dream!" ”

"So what are you waiting for!" Ron stepped forward and pushed the door open. The group entered a circular room with a full twelve doors on the walls.

"Looks like we're going to find the right one from these doors!" Hermione looked at the doors and frowned, "Harry, do you have any hints in your dream?" ”

"No," Harry shook his head, "Looks like we'll have to find them one by one!" ”

At this moment, the door behind him slowly closed. The light from the hallway could not be transmitted, and the room became pitch black.

"I think I'll be able to use illumination at this point, right?" Ron's voice came from the darkness.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Hermione answered directly with action. With a little light, everyone can finally see each other.

"It's not good enough!" Hermione shook her head, her wand looking up in the air. The ball of light that had been on top of the wand detached, rose to the roof and swelled to become larger, and the light increased, and after a few seconds, it was like a huge incandescent lamp illuminating the room.

"That's good!" Luna smiled happily, she didn't like the black appearance at all.

At this moment, there was a slight tremor in the room, and the walls spun rapidly. Twelve, not thirteen doors rapidly change positions. This process only lasted a few seconds, but ......

"Does anyone else know through which door we came in?" Ginny asked, frowning. Everyone shook their heads.

"Well, finding one out of twelve and finding one out of thirteen, it's not much different!" Ron shrugged.

"We have to keep track of which door we've opened, otherwise if it changes again in a while, it'll be endless. Unless......" Neville stopped talking.

"It's easy!" Hermione said nonchalantly, "Flame mark! Her wand danced, and a flash of fire struck the door. Harry and Neville stepped forward at the same time and opened the door.

This door is very strange, if you look at it from the outside, it is pitch black inside, like you can only see the inside when you walk in. Harry took two steps inside and glanced inside, shaking his head, "Not this one! Closing the door, the wall turned again, and the door quickly changed position. But when they stopped, the flame mark Hermione had left behind was still there. schoolgirl

"That's good!" Ron grinned, and then went to open a door as well. He only took a step forward, and a scorching flame immediately erupted from inside.

"Wow!" Ron exclaimed, but his reaction was not at all satisfied, and a wall of light instantly blocked in front of him. The flames are all kept out!

"I guess that's not the case, right?" Ron said as he beckoned Hermione to put a flame mark on the door. If it was more magical than fighting, Ron felt that he could wrestle with Hermione. But he was ashamed of the amount of magic he mastered.

The little wizards didn't seem to have had much luck, and they didn't open seven doors in a row. One of the doors was interesting, and the room was empty, like a large lecture hall. There is an arch at the bottom. There was no wall around the arch, and it stood there with a tattered black drapery. Luna was interested in the door, but neither Hermione nor Harry would let her go over to see it.

It wasn't until he opened the eighth door that Harry's eyes lit up: "It's here!" ”

It is a room that exudes a beautiful, diamond-like sparkle of jumping light. As your eyes get used to the dazzling light, you can see that there are many dials in the room. It's that they're glowing. They come in different sizes and styles. Even the most well-established watch shop in Switzerland could not have so many timepieces.

However, these clocks are very strange, and while most of them seem normal, there are some things that are clearly not quite right. Some of them rotate like a windmill, and even the minute hand rotates faster than the second hand of a normal clock. Some are ridiculously slow, and the second hand only moves a small grid in the old half a day.

"It's the same as in my dream, this way!" Harry pointed in a direction, and at the end of that direction was a glass dome in the shape of a clock that stood tall, releasing the largest and brightest light. The young wizards walked over, and Hermione glanced towards the hood and let out a low cry of surprise.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Time Turner!" Hermione pointed to the inside of the hood, where in the flickering light floated a small egg as bright as a jewel. As it rose in the glass cover, it cracked open, and a hummingbird emerged and rose straight to the top of the glass cover, but as the air flow fell, the bird's feathers were stained and wet again until it landed at the very bottom of the glass cover, where it was locked in the egg again. And at the bottom of the cabinet, there are several pocket watch-like things.

"Don't touch this!" Luna shook her head repeatedly, "My dad said that a time turner is a dangerous thing. ”

"That's what Daphany said!" Hermione nodded.

There was also a door behind the crystal glass cover, and everyone realized that this was their destination.

"Wands are ready!" Harry admonished.

"Please, buddy. Are all we holding burning sticks? Ron smiled and waved his wand.

"Be serious!" Ginny glared at her brother. The latter immediately restrained his smile.

The door opened, and Harry glanced inside, then nodded, "That's right, this is it!" ”

The little wizards all walked in. It was an extraordinarily large room, especially the roof, which was very tall! It was lined with towering shelves filled with small dusty glass balls, and nothing else. More candlesticks were embedded in the shelves at regular intervals, and a faint light shone from them, and the flames were blue, just like those in the black round room. The little glass balls glow faintly in the light.

The room was eerie, and it was hard to imagine that it could be so cold in the head of June!

"Where is Sirius in your dreams? What are the rows? Hermione asked, noticing the number on the cabinet next to her.

“97！” Harry affirmed. They were at No. 53 at this time, confirmed the direction, and quickly found row 94, which was empty.

"That's weird!" Harry frowned, "I thought it was ...... Uh-huh......" He wanted to say something, but he put up with it.

"Hey, look at this!" Neville said suddenly, pointing to a place.

"This is, Harry, with your name!" Ron was next to Neville, the first to see what Neville was referring to, and immediately spoke.

"My name?" Harry was stunned and walked over. He didn't have Ron and Neville, and his eyes weren't very good, so he had to step in and look, and sure enough, he saw it. Sure enough, his name appeared on a label under a glass wall, along with the words Dark Lord.

"What is this?" Harry was a little confused, and looked left and right, but there were no names or labels on the other glass walls.

"I think that's why we're here!" Hermione frowned slightly: "I said we had better ......"

Before Hermione could finish speaking, Harry had already taken the glass ball down, "I thought it would be cold, but it turned out to be warm!" ”

"Harry, you shouldn't have done that!" Hermione disgruntled.

"No, Potter, you're doing a great job. Now, turn around slowly and give it to me! A lazy voice with a special emphasis sounded from the darkness. More than a dozen dark shadows appeared out of thin air, blocking the aisle where they were.