HP Approaches the Magical World

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Lupin dragged Harry away from the stand.

Harry still stared straight at the arch, because Sirius kept him waiting outside, he was a little unhappy-just as he tried to break free from Lupin's arms, he was a little bit back: Sirius He had never been allowed to wait before, and Sirius would always risk many dangers and come to see him without turning back to help him.

If he was using his entire life to call Sirius, he couldn't get out of the arch, the only possible explanation was that he really couldn't come back...

Dumbledore trapped most of the remaining Death Eaters in the middle of the house, as if tied them there with an invisible rope.

Moody walked across the room and climbed up to Tonks, trying to wake her up; the light behind the table was flickering, and there were grunts and shouts — Kingsley had already ran forward and continued to face Bellatrix Up.

"Harry?" Neville moved step by step to Harry.

Harry stopped struggling, and Lupin was still holding his arm cautiously, in case he rushed past again.

"Harry, I'm really sorry..."

Neville said, his legs still dancing involuntarily, "That person—it's Sirius Black—your friend."

Harry nodded.

"Come on," Lupin said calmly, pointing his wand to Neville's leg, "it's over."

The spell was lifted: Neville's legs returned to normal and no longer moved.

Lupin's face was a little pale: "Let's find them quickly, where are they, Neville?"

Lupin said, turning and leaving the arch.

Every word sounded painful to him.

"They're over there," Neville replied, "a brain got around Ron, but I think he's okay now.

——Hermione doesn’t know anything anymore, but still has a pulse—"

There was a loud bang, followed by a scream from behind the table.

Harry saw Kingsley fall heavily to the ground and cried out in pain: Dumbledore was sweeping around with his wand, Bellatrix Lestrange was so frightened that he hurriedly picked up his tail and hugged his head.

Harry took the opportunity to cast a spell at her, but she avoided it; she had already ran to the middle of the steps—

"Harry—no!"

Lupin yelled, but Harry had already broken free of Lupin's loose hands.

"She killed Sirius!" Harry roared. "She killed him—I'm going to kill her!"

He rushed out and quickly climbed the steps, ignoring the loud noises of people behind.

The edge of Bellatrix's robes disappeared in front of them, and they returned to the brain room, the brains still swimming.

She didn't look back, but cast a spell directly from her shoulder to behind her.

The box containing the brains rose into the air and turned over, and Harry was showered with the foul-smelling liquid pouring from it: the brains slipped slippery from him, wrapping around his body with their colorful tentacles.

Harry shouted: "Yugadim Leviosa!"

They immediately left his body and flew into the air.

He ran straight to the door slippery, jumped over Luna who was moaning on the ground, and passed Ginny who called him: "Harry--what's the matter?"

Running past Ron, who was grinning weakly, and Hermione, who was unconscious, pulled open the door to the black rotunda, and saw Bellatrix disappeared in the opposite door; and in front of her. It is the corridor leading to the elevator.

He ran desperately, but she had slammed the door behind her, and the wall had turned.

Harry was once again surrounded by the blue beam from the spinning candle.

"Which one is the exit?"

The wall rumblingly stopped again, and he yelled at a loss, "Where can I get out?"

The room seemed to be waiting for him to ask questions. The door at the back right of him flew open, and the walkway leading to the elevator was right in front of him, empty and illuminated by the torch.

He rushed over. He could hear the creaking of the elevator in front of him. He ran across the corridor and round the corner quickly, hitting the button with his fist, and the second elevator rumbling loudly. Lowering it little by little, the fence door slid open, and Harry rushed in and slammed the button marked "Main Hall".

The door closed, and he gradually ascended. Before the fence door was fully opened, he could not wait to squeeze out and look around.

Bellatrix was about to run to the elevator of the telephone hall at the end of the hall, and he ran after him.

She glanced back, and it was a spell at Harry.

Harry flashed behind the Magic Brothers fountain, and the curse whizzed past him, hitting the golden gate at the other end of the hall, making a loud bang like a bell.

There were no more footsteps, and Bellatrix stopped.

Harry hid behind the statue, listening carefully.

"Come out, come out, little Harry!"

Bellatrix yelled in a fake baby-like voice, his voice echoing over the smooth wooden floor.

"What are you trying to do with me, eh? I guess you are here to avenge my dear cousin!"

A strong hatred that had never been experienced flooded Harry's heart~www.wuxiahere.com~ He jumped out from behind the fountain, roaring: "Break out!"

The spell knocked Bellatrix to the ground, and she screamed, but she didn't roll around as painfully as Neville-she quickly stood up, breathless, and her smile disappeared.

Harry hid behind the golden fountain again. Her return hit the handsome wizard in the head. The head was lifted off and fell twenty feet away, cutting out a long line on the wooden floor. Scratches.

"Never used the Unforgivable Curse, did you, kid?"

She yelled, no longer using the baby-like fake voice, "You need to give them evil power, you need to really create pain-to be able to use it handily-justified anger cannot last for a long time. What about me — let me show you a demonstration, how about it? I want to show you some color—"

Harry moved slowly along the fountain on the other side of the fountain.

"Cut the bone!" Bellatrix screamed, and Harry had to squat down hurriedly. The horseman’s arm holding the bow was blown away and landed on the golden one with a bang. A little further away from the wizard's head.

"Potter, you can't beat me!"

Harry could hear that she was moving to the right in order to aim him more clearly. He was curled up behind the horseman's legs, his head was just as high as the house elf, and he backed around the statue, trying to pull away from her. distance.

"I was and I am the most loyal servant of the Dark Lord.

I learned black magic from him, and the energy of the spell I know is something a little poor like you would never expect to achieve—"