Coming out of the death room, Chris went to the next prophecy hall.

There was nothing in the Hall of Prophecy other than a mural and a statue.

Chris browsed the mural from left to right, but the mural on it had withered, and he couldn't see much of it, except that the two sides were at war.

On one side is the unknown race that Chris has just absorbed, and on the other side are all kinds of giant monsters.

It's not a magical beast, it looks much more powerful than a magical beast from the mural, they can control all kinds of elements, water, fire, wind and thunder, and the whole war scene is very tragic.

The mural merely narrates the events and doesn't carry a mystical power, so Chris quickly turns his attention to the statue.

The statue is a giant holding a staff in his left hand.

The staff is carved in great detail, and the lines on it are highlighted, and the lines that are highlighted are interlocking, interconnected, and finally connected into a pattern, similar to the war pattern on the fresco.

The statue's right hand is holding a large sword.

The big sword is a little rougher, and there is nothing depicted on it, perhaps because the special feature of the big sword is reflected in the material of the big sword itself, so the statue can't express the magic of the big sword.

The statue's face is crazy, and its mouth is in a state of shouting, as if calling its own people to fight with it.

"Prophecy Hall, how is this prophesied?"

Chris circled the statue twice, and found nothing unusual other than the fact that the statue was dressed like Gandalf.

The mirror plane world is not even bothered.

Shaking his head, Chris had no choice but to break into the final room, the so-called permanently locked room.

There was no light in the room, it was dark.

Chris cast a light spell, but the room was dark and swirling, directly engulfing his light spell.

Psychic perception was immediately released, spreading throughout the room.

The room was not large, and the spiritual perception filled all the space of the room in an instant, but no life was found.

Moreover, the whole room was completely empty and there was nothing left.

The Light was released again, but the same result was revealed again, and the darkness in the room was like a mist, pouring in to extinguish the light.

Chris pushed forward with his left hand, and the power of the mirror space was sent out, cutting off the real space.

But the darkness directly ignored the mirror space power, as if the space power did not exist at all, and the darkness came again, covering the light.

The room was dark again.

Chris stood in the room, his mental perception magnified to the limit, but he still didn't notice anything special in the room.

"Curious, so mysterious!"

Chris sighed secretly, and the power of the mirror dimension was released and gathered around him. Then he unleashed the Light Technique for the third time.

This time, the darkness came over, but it was blocked by the mirror dimension, and the darkness surged around Chris, but it couldn't get in.

"What the hell is going on? It's impossible for darkness to become a spirit, there is no life at all. Not to mention life, not even spirituality, it is simply an instinct to meet light. ”

"But how can this darkness move on its own?"

Trained by magic, Chris thinks about everything with a occult mindset. Therefore, it is not too surprising for the existence of darkness, and it is even more obvious that darkness can exist without light.

But pure darkness can also be illuminated by light, which is determined by the characteristics of both.

Darkness extinguishes the light, and it is reasonable.

But that's the darkness that has given birth to spirituality, even life. Such as some Dark Lords, Dark Lords, Shadow Lords, etc.

This is not the case in this room, where darkness has instincts, but there is no spirituality and no life.

"Is it a mutilated part of the Almighty?"

After thinking about it for a while, Chris finally thought of a possibility and looked at the surrounding walls. There were traces of blood on the walls, not ordinary blood, but black blood.

Chris walked over to the wall and reached out to touch it, sensing a strange sensation.

"It's not just a wall, there's a strange substance in it. Chris thought for a moment, "It seems to be the body material of the giant monster shown in the mural just now." ”

While Chris couldn't verify this hypothesis, his gut told him that maybe that was the truth.

"It doesn't make much sense!"

Chris shook his head and exited the forever locked room. Even if it was this dark instinct produced by the body matter of a huge monster, he could not learn it, let alone acquire knowledge about it.

So, there's nothing to stay on.

"All six rooms have been explored. Now it seems that there are many secrets hidden in this magical world, but the current wizards are no longer capable of unlocking these secrets. ”

"But for me, this doesn't matter, so I'll go somewhere else!"

Chris hid in the mezzanine of the space, starting from the ten underground floors and searching upwards, looking for anything that would work for him.

Dungeons, Department of Mysteries, Atrium, Department of Magical Sports, Department of Magical Transportation, Department of International Magical Contracts, Department of Management and Control of Magical Beasts, Department of Magical Accident Disasters, Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Aside from finding a few harmless magical beasts in the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control and throwing them into the mirror plane world to enrich the species, Chris didn't have anything else to gain.

"That's it for now!"

Chris stopped his scraping operation, "There will be a chance in the future, first transform the harvest of this scraping into your own knowledge system, and then go to other ministries of magic to walk around." ”

"There are other magic schools that you can go to and about. ”

"Now that I think about it, I didn't dig into this world properly when I was a magical beast before. But I take it for granted that this world is just a little special. ”

···

"What a hard work!"

Chris came to Hermione Granger's room and looked at Hermione in the study.

Hermione sat upright on her desk, flipping through a book in one hand and taking notes in the other. In the real world, magic was not allowed, so Hermione held the pen in her little hand and wrote carefully.

"I have a talent for magic, and I work hard to absorb knowledge. Hermione deserves to take the position of Minister of Magic!"

Although Hermione was not a pure-blood wizard, her talent for magic was indeed very strong. There were a lot of spells she could easily cast that Harry and Ron couldn't.

Ron aside, what is Harry's strongest magic?

It's the most basic weapon to remove you!

In this world, Chris sees Hermione as a disciple and cares a lot about Hermione.