Old Ministry of Magic.

Nine basement floors, Department of Mysteries.

Since the relocation of the Ministry of Magic, it has been sealed away by Dumbledore with powerful magic.

Each floor below should have been pitch black, but if someone had broken in at this time, they would have found that when the elevator reached the ninth floor, there was only a plain black corridor at the end of the long, closed and tight line, and a few torches burning on the walls.

Someone has come in here.

Entering the Black Gate, inside is a large circular room.

Everything in the house, including the ceiling and floor, is black. Some of the identical black doors, without any markings, not even doorknobs, were separated from each other and embedded in the black walls.

On the wall between every two doors, there is a candle with a faint blue flame.

The large chamber was lit by twelve tiny candles.

It gives a cold feeling, and the faint flickering candlelight is reflected on the shiny marble floor, as if stepping on a dark pool.

The Department of Mysteries, the Twelve Doors, behind which are the wizarding world's studies of ancient and sophisticated, even forgotten magic. It is the place where wizards pursue their highest attainments of magic. And the wizards who are willing to be in the Department of Mysteries are rarely the politicians of the Ministry of Magic who are eager for quick success, but the places where wizards who stay out of the matter and are really willing to dedicate their time to the most mysterious magical fields gather.

These research interests include the Hall of the Brain, the Unknown Locked Room, the Hall of Time, the Hall of Prophecy, the Planetary Chamber......

But none of them exist anymore.

They were transferred to the rooms of the New Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries.

But there is one room that is exceptional, as it cannot be controlled by wizards, and it is the only thing that was not created by wizards.

Even the time halls that involve time are created by wizards.

Only it, never known to wizards.

The reason why the first wizards chose to establish the Ministry of Magic here was to study the door that had been standing for an unknown amount of time.

At this time, two doors were opened in the round black room, one was the entrance to this place, and the other was a hidden door with a little light.

The space inside the gate was huge, the size of half a football field.

The room was dimly lit, and standing on either side couldn't even see what was on the other side.

The space is square in shape, with a depression in the center, forming a huge stone crater, about six or seven meters deep.

Stone steps surround the room, like stone benches, descending one step at a time, each steep as a lecture hall.

Pushing open the door, the position where you stand is the highest step, and in the center of the stone pit is a raised and inconspicuous stone platform, with a diameter of 15 meters wide, and it is easy for hundreds of people to stand.

On top of the stone platform stands a high stone arch, which is full of ancient atmosphere, as if it has survived forever.

From the side, the stone gate is not heavy, only a few tens of centimeters, and its dilapidated appearance makes every wizard who sees it feel strange: it has been countless years, and it can still stand there without falling.

There was no support around the arch, a tattered gray curtain or gray curtain hung on it, and although the air was cold and there was not a hint of wind, it swayed softly, as if it had just been touched.

At this moment, a boy of fifteen or sixteen years old was sitting on the edge of the stone platform, his face was sad, and he sighed from time to time.

Not far from him, between the edge of the stone platform and the lowest step of the staircase, there were more than a hundred strong men trembling, and they looked at the young man with great fear. They also thought that they were already the most brutal people in the world, killing people without blinking, but compared to this strange young man, they were no different from simple white rabbits.

Because on the other side of the stone arch, there were nearly a hundred corpses lying silently.

Died quietly.

The boy kept throwing them into the silvery white curtain of liquid that seemed to be shaking.

Then the body fell to the other side and never moved again.

Among these people who should be sentenced to death, some are powerful and wealthy.

"Leave me alone, I've got the money! If you let me go, I'll give you ten million dollars!" someone shouted.

"Yankee, you go die. Let me go, I'll give ten million pounds!" the other man shouted as he pushed him down.

"I'm 20 million!"

“......”

The sound annoyed Harry.

"Shut it all up. ”

As soon as the words fell, the loudest people who had just screamed suddenly tightened their mouths.

"Hmm......" They wanted to continue to say something, but they could only make a mumping sound, and they couldn't feel the presence of their lips.

The others turned away from them in terror, the lower half of their faces smoothed, and their mouths disappeared with a horrible look.

"What kind of monster are you!" someone went crazy.

There are temptations and coercions.

"Do you know who I am? I am the patriarch of the Italian Levi family, the godfather of the mafia, if you dare to kill me, I will make you regret it for the rest of your life, your parents, your grandparents......" A fat-headed, big-eared, malevolent man threatened in a fierce voice.

Usually he threatens others with his wife and children, but looking at Harry's age, he definitely doesn't have children. It's the first time I've used my grandparents to threaten me.

"Oh?" said Harry, looking at him.

This important figure in the mafia suddenly had a heart crunch, worried about whether what he said was too heavy.

"Then you go to them and talk to them. With a wave of his hand, the fat man, who weighed at least three hundred pounds, flew out of the crowd like a carrot, and then flew to the stone arch, which symbolized death.

"Don't!" he struggled with his hands and feet in the air, but only to no avail.

Then, his body passed through the slightly swaying curtains, and there was an instant silence.

Smashed into a pile of corpses, without even a little convulsion.

The people who were still alive looked at this scene with pale faces, and they had seen the same thing a hundred times.

Run, yes, there's a half-open door on the top of the steps.

As long as you escape, there is hope.

But it's not like no one has done it.

As soon as they had that intention, they were horrified to find that they couldn't even control their bodies.

Obviously, his body was facing the black door, but his legs below the knee suddenly "clicked" and turned 180 degrees.

It was indescribable pain, and they were all in pain, their faces distorted, and tears and snot flowing.

"Ahhh

Then he fell on the other side of the stone gate.

The rest have come to terms with their mortality.

They looked Muggle-eyed, and all they said was, "I must be a good person for the rest of my life." ”

Harry searched for the Muggle soul that had just died, and then stared at the stone gate that had remained unchanged for ten thousand years.

Whispered to himself, "What the hell are you?" ”

He has done so many experiments, and the people who threw them into it one after another, have only come to the conclusion that all the life that passes through this door will immediately disappear and be swallowed by this door.

You must know that the soul of a person who dies normally will last for a while before it dissipates.

And the one who passes through the curtain, the soul immediately disappears.

No wonder the Ministry of Magic calls this room the Hall of Death.

For quite some time, the Hall of Death served as a place where executions were carried out.

Harry stroked the cold stone and said silently, "Tear it apart." ”

Remove your palms.

No marks were left on the stone.

It was impossible, and after Harry drank the water from the Fountain of Good Fortune, his magic had skyrocketed to an incredible level.

Any magic he unleashes has unparalleled energy.

Even the hardest diamond in nature is synthesized as an alloy with a higher hardness than diamond.

Under Harry's magic, it will be shattered completely.

And this stone gate that has existed for an unknown amount of time, Harry can't even leave a mark.

Looking down at the dozens of people who were still alive, Harry was in no mood to continue, and he was afraid that no matter how many people were thrown, nothing would change.

Harry's powerful psychic power surged out, tearing apart the souls of all people.

Anyway, they were all sinners who deserved death, and Harry wouldn't be a little unbearable.

Black lotus-like flames rose from their bodies, devouring them in two seconds.

"Fierce fire, it's really a home trip, killing people, destroying corpses, and destroying traces, and it is necessary to have high-quality black magic. ”

After everyone was gone, there was silence in the dimly lit room.

But in Harry's ears, it wasn't like that.

From the moment he entered the room, it was as if he had heard a voice on the other side of the curtain, a cacophony of countless people speaking at the same time, so much so that Harry couldn't even hear a clear word.

Even when he saw this ancient stone gate for the first time, his heart was still attracted and lured him into the curtain, as if something inside was invisibly pulling him.

Harry's nose was just a few centimeters away from touching the curtain when he woke up.

Evil door, really?? Scary.

Harry patted the side of the stone door at the end of the day, "Can't you give me a reaction?" ”

Shimen, of course, was indifferent.

Harry glanced around, grinning at the corners of his lips, and took off his pants as he stared at the place where the stone platform and the stone gate connected......

"Shhhh......h

Harry muttered, "Wait until I set up an industrial cutter and turn it around for a hundred years to see if I can dismantle you." ”

Harry then vanished from the Department of Mysteries.

Only the stone gate that emitted a faint light still stands, and the slightly swaying curtain seems to be a little dissatisfied.

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