HP Approaches the Magical World

"HP approached the magic world (

Hermione drew in midair with her wand, and a flaming cross appeared on the door.

When the door closed behind them with a click, an ear-splitting rumbling sounded immediately, and the wall began to spin quickly again.

But in the faint blue light, there was a huge, vague golden red color. When everything stood still again, the flaming fork was still burning, indicating that they had already entered the door.

"Nice job," Harry complimented, "Now, let's try this one again—"

He strode straight to the door in front of him, and pushed the door open with his wand, the others still following behind.

This place is bigger than the previous one, dimly lit, square in shape, with a hollow center, forming a huge stone pit, about twenty feet deep.

The stone steps surround the whole house, like stone benches, gradually descending one by one, each level is very steep.

It’s like an amphitheater, or the courtroom where Harry was interrogated by Wizengamore,

They are standing on the highest step.

But there was no chair with chains in the center of the stone pit. Instead, there was a raised stone platform with an arch on it. It looked very old and dilapidated. Harry wondered that it could still stand there. Don't fall down.

There is no wall support around the arch, a tattered black curtain or a curtain hanging on it, although the air here is cold and there is no wind, but it is gently swinging, as if it has just been touched by someone. .

"Who is there?"

Harry said, jumping to the next stone bench. But no one answered, but the curtain was still waving.

"Be careful!"

Hermione lowered her voice.

Harry quickly climbed down the stone bench to the bottom of the stone pit, and then slowly walked towards the stone platform. The sound of footsteps echoed in the room. The pointed arch now looked much higher than when it was viewed from above.

The curtain was still swinging slightly, as if someone had just passed through it.

"Sirius?"

Harry yelled again, and because he was so close, his voice was quiet.

He had a very strange feeling that someone must be standing behind the curtain, or on the other side of the arch.

He clenched his wand tightly, and carefully walked around behind the table, but there was no one—only the other side of the tattered black curtain could be seen from here.

"Let's go," Hermione shouted down to the middle of the stone steps. "It's not here either, Harry, hurry up, let's go."

She sounded scared, more scared than when she asked about the room with the swimming brain, but Harry felt that although the arch was very old, it had a unique beauty.

The lightly fluttering curtain aroused his interest; he had a strong desire to climb up the stone platform and cross it.

"Harry, hurry up, okay?"

Hermione's tone became even more anxious.

"Here is it."

He said, but did not move. What he had just heard, a faint whispering and murmur came from behind the curtain.

"what are you guys saying?"

He asked loudly, his words echoing between the stone benches.

"No one is talking, Harry!"

Hermione said, walking towards him.

"Someone whispered from behind."

As he said, he moved, avoiding Hermione, still frowning and staring at the curtain, "Is that you, Ron?"

"I'm here, buddy." Ron said as he walked around the other side of the arch.

"Can you all hear this voice?"

Harry asked eagerly, because the whispers and murmurs were getting louder and louder; he subconsciously found his feet on the stone platform.

"I can hear it, too," Luna whispered and went to stand with them on the side of the arch. She stared at the moving curtains, "There are people in there!"

"What do you mean, there?"

Hermione asked angrily, jumping off the bottom step, not knowing where it was so angry.

"There is nothing in it, it's just an arch, there is no place for people to stay, Harry, don't do this anymore, get out of the hood quickly—"

Hermione grabbed his arm and pulled it out, but he just wouldn't listen.

"Harry, we are here to save Sirius!"

She said loudly.

"Sirius," Harry repeated, still in a daze and staring straight at the constantly moving drapery.

"Oh..."

He finally recovered. Sirius had been caught, bound and tortured, but he was staring at the arch here... He stepped back and left the stone platform, his gaze suddenly moved away from the curtain.

"let's go."

"I've been asking for it-fine, let's go!"

As Hermione said, she walked back around the stone platform.

On the other side of the stone platform, Ginny and Neville were also staring at the curtain in a dream, apparently fascinated.

Hermione and Ron didn’t say anything. Hermione grabbed Ginny’s arm. Ron grabbed Neville’s arm and strode resolutely to the bottom stone bench, climbing all the way back to the entrance of this room. ~www.wuxiahere.com~ What do you think... that arch is? "

When they returned to the black round room, Harry asked Hermione.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it must be dangerous."

Hermione said affirmatively, and drew another X on the door.

The wall flew around again, and then stopped again.

Harry picked a door indiscriminately and walked over, pushed it, but the door didn't move.

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked.

"It...is locked."

Harry said as he slammed his whole body into it, but the door still didn't move.

"It seems to be it, right?"

Ron said excitedly, working hard with Harry, trying to knock the door open: "It must be it."

"Step aside!"

Hermione screamed, pointing her wand at the position where the door lock should be, saying, "Araho Cave is open!"

But the door is still the same.

"Sirius's knife!"

Harry said, he took the knife from his robe and inserted it through the gap between the door and the wall.

The others watched eagerly as he drew his knife from the top to the bottom, then he drew the knife and hit it again with his shoulder.

The door was still closed as before, and not only that, when Harry looked down, he found that the blade had melted.

"In this way, we don't care about this room anymore."

Hermione said decisively.

"But what if it's this one?"

Ron said, looking at the door with both worry and longing.

"Impossible, Harry can go through all the doors in his dream."

As Hermione said, he made another mark on the door, and at the same time, Harry put the scrapped Sirius knife handle back into his pocket.