Reborn Harry Potter

The old Ministry of Magic.

Nine floors underground, Department of Mysteries.

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

Each floor below should be pitch-black without any light, but if someone breaks in at this time, they will find that when the elevator reaches the ninth floor, there is only a plain black line at the end of the long, closed and solid road. The corridor of the door, a few torches burning on the walls.

Someone has entered here.

Stepping into the black door, there is a huge round room inside.

Everything in the house, including the ceiling and floor, is black.Some black doors that are exactly the same, without any markings, and without door handles, are separated from each other by some distance, and are inlaid on the black wall.

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

Nuo Da's great room is lit by twelve tiny candles.

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

Department of Mysteries, Twelve Doors, behind these doors is the magical world that studies ancient, profound, and even forgotten magic.It is where wizards pursue their highest attainment of magic.As for the wizards who are willing to work in the Department of Mysteries, there are very few Ministry of Magic politicians who are eager for quick success, but some who stay out of it and are really willing to devote their time to the place where wizards in the most mysterious field of magic gather.

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

But they no longer exist.

They were moved to the rooms of the new Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries.

But one room is an exception, because it cannot be controlled by the wizard, and it is the only thing that was not created by the wizard.

Even the hall of time that involves time is created by wizards.

Only it, never known to the wizard.

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

At this time, there were two doors opened in the round black room, one was the entrance to this place, and the other was a door that was ajar, revealing some light.

There is a lot of space in that door, as big as half a football field.

The room was dimly lit, and standing on both sides could not even see what was on the opposite side.

The space is square, and the center is sunken, forming a huge stone pit, about six or seven meters deep.

Stone steps surround the entire room, like stone benches, gradually descending step by step, each step is very steep, like a lecture theater.

Pushing open the door, you are standing on the highest step. In the center of the stone pit is a raised and inconspicuous stone platform with a diameter of 15 meters and a width of [-] meters. It is easy for hundreds of people to stand on it.

A tall stone arch stands above the stone platform, full of ancient atmosphere, as if it has existed forever.

Viewed from the side, the stone gate is not thick, only tens of centimeters, and its dilapidated appearance makes every wizard who sees it feel strange: it has been standing there for countless years, and it still does not fall down.

There is no support around the arch, and a tattered gray curtain or gray drapery hangs on it. Although the air here is cold and there is no wind, it keeps swaying gently, as if Just been touched.

At this moment, a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy was sitting on the edge of the stone platform. He was frowning and sighed from time to time.

Not far from him, between the edge of the stone platform and the bottom step, there were more than 100 strong men trembling. They saw the young man's expression extremely terrified.They also thought that they were the cruelest people in the world, killing people without blinking an eye, but compared with this weird young man, they were no different from simple little white rabbits.

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

Died quietly.

The boy kept throwing them into the silvery liquid curtain that seemed to shake.

Then the body fell to the other side, and there was no more movement.

Some of these people who should be sentenced to death are powerful and wealthy people.

"Let me go, I have money! As long as you let me go, I'll give you 1000 million dollars!" Someone shouted.

"Yankee, go to hell. Let me go, I'll give you 1000 million pounds!" Another person pushed him down and shouted impatiently.

"I am 2000 million!"

"..."

Harry was annoyed by the disturbing voice.

"Shut up all of them."

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

"Uuuuuuu..." They wanted to continue to say something, but they could only make a murmuring sound, and could not feel the existence of their lips.

The others moved away from them in horror, the lower half of their faces became smooth, their mouths disappeared, and they looked terrifying.

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

There are temptations and threats.

"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 big fat man said to each other The vicious man threatened with a stern voice.

Usually he would threaten others with his wife and children, but looking at Harry's age, he felt that he must have no children.It was the first time to threaten with grandparents.

"Oh?" Harry looked at him.

This important figure in the mafia suddenly had a tight heart, worried that what he said was too heavy.

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

"No!" He struggled vigorously with his hands and feet in the air, but it was just useless.

Then, his body passed through the slightly swaying curtain, and fell silent instantly.

Smashing into a pile of corpses without even a single twitch.

Those who were still alive looked at this scene with pale faces. They had seen the same thing hundreds of times.

Run away, yes, there is a half-open door above the steps.

There is hope as long as you escape.

But not nobody has done it.

As soon as they had that intention, they discovered to their horror that they couldn't even control their bodies.

Even though the body was facing Kuromon, the legs below the knees suddenly turned 180 degrees with a "click".

This was indescribable pain, their faces were distorted in pain, tears and snot flowed from their noses.

"Ahhh!" No matter how miserable the cry was, the legs didn't care, as if they had their own thoughts, and dragged their bodies towards the stone platform and into Vessel.

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

The rest have accepted their mortality.

They looked at Muggles, and they just muttered: "I must be a good person in my next life."

Harry searched carefully for the soul of the Muggle who had just died, and then stared at the stone door that hadn't changed for thousands of years.

He whispered to himself, "What the hell are you?"

He has done so many experiments, throwing people in one after another, and only came to a conclusion that the soul of any life that passes through this gate will immediately disappear and be swallowed by this gate.

You must know that the soul of a person who dies normally will last for a short time before dissipating.

And the soul of the person who passed through the veil disappeared immediately.

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

For quite some time, the Hall of Death was used as a place for executions.

Harry stroked the cold stone and said silently: "Torn apart."

Remove the palm.

No trace was left on the stone.

This is simply impossible. After Harry drank the water from the Fountain of Good Luck, his magic power had skyrocketed to an incredible level.

Any magic he releases has unparalleled energy.

Even if it is the hardest diamond in nature, it is a synthetic alloy material that is harder than diamond.

Under Harry's magic, they would all be shattered to pieces.

And this stone gate that existed for an unknown amount of time, Harry couldn't even leave a trace of it.

Looking down at the dozens of people who are still alive, Harry is not in the mood to continue. I am afraid that no matter how many people are thrown, nothing will change.

Harry's powerful mental power surged out, tearing apart everyone's souls.

Anyway, they are all people who deserve to die, and Harry will not bear it a little bit.

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

"Fiendfire, it's really traveling at home, killing people and destroying their mouths, destroying their corpses and leaving their traces. High-quality black magic is a must."

After everyone disappeared, 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, he seemed to hear voices from beyond the veil, such a cacophony of simultaneous voices that Harry couldn't make out a single clear word.

Even when he saw this ancient stone gate for the first time, his mind was attracted, luring him into the curtain, as if something inside was pulling him invisible.

Harry woke up with a start just a few centimeters from touching the curtain with his nose.

Evil door, really? Evil door.

Harry finally patted the side of Wei An's stone gate: "Can't you give me some feedback?"

Of course Shimen was indifferent.

Harry looked around, with a grin on the corner of his mouth, facing the junction of the stone platform and the stone door, he took off his pants...

"Hush..." Harry whistled comfortably.

Harry muttered, "Wait for me to set up an industrial cutting machine and turn it around for 100 years to see if I can dismantle you."

Afterwards, Harry disappeared from the Department of Mysteries.

Only the stone door that exudes a faint light is still standing, and the slightly shaking curtain seems a little dissatisfied.

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