Hogwarts: Harley from The Witch Way - Chapter 427
c411 The Department of Mysteries that can explode at any time
Ministry of Magic, Department of Mysteries.
Although a month and a half has passed since Voldemort’s death, many departments have not yet fully returned to normal operations.
After all, when Minister Fudge was captured, those damn invader Death Eaters set off several fires in order to create chaos.
Many files were burned to the ground, which could not be restored in a short time, so it was natural that the work could not proceed normally.
Of course, no one can say whether some of the documents were burned by Death Eaters.
After all, who knows why the Death Eaters would be interested in the gobstone purchase records of the official Gobstone Club under the Department of Magical Sports and Sports over the past fifty years and the portkey usage records of the Department of Magical Transport Portkey Office?
The latter can be explained reluctantly as setting a fire while stealing the door key, and the former… why would a group of thugs be interested in the Gobushi that usually no one cares about!
But none of this is important. No one is here to investigate anyway. We should make good use of the opportunity to settle the accounts.
Only the Department of Mysteries had fully returned to normal operations by this time.
After all, this is a research department and usually has a low reputation. Wizards who are willing to work as silent men in the Department of Mysteries basically love magic very much.
Even August Rookwood, who joined the Death Eaters, his greatest hobby in life was reading classical magic books and exploring all kinds of weird side magics.
He was willing to join the Death Eaters in the first place, partly because Voldemort had become his belief, and he was fighting for his belief;
On the other hand, it is also because Rookwood is optimistic about Voldemort’s prospects and believes that the Dark Lord will surely rule the entire magical world in the future.
By then, as one of the first people to join the Dark Lord’s camp, he will surely be able to occupy a high position and unscrupulously plunder various classical books from the magical world.
Even the Silent Man who joined the Death Eaters had this mentality. Naturally, it was impossible for the fire dragon to burn down the warehouse in the Department of Mysteries.
So one month after the invasion, the Department of Mysteries resumed normal operations – this was because the Aurors followed Scrimgeour’s instructions and carefully searched the Department of Mysteries, trying to find loopholes in the defense. .
One weekend night, the Ministry of Magic was empty, with only one Auror team and two striker teams on duty.
But the lights were brightly lit in the Department of Mysteries, and these magic fanatics were still in their own research rooms, concentrating on studying magic beyond this era.
In the brain hall, two silent men were energizing an artificial magic brain on the table in the corner and recording certain data.
One of the silent men suddenly complained: “When will those vulgar savages who only know how to kill and set fire leave?”
“It’s true that the Director actually allowed that kind of maniac full of combat magic to enter our Department of Mysteries.”
The person he was talking about was the Auror in the drawing room.
After searching for a whole month, the Ministry of Magic still found nothing. They had no choice but to stop the search and let the Department of Mysteries resume work.
However, Scrimgeour firmly believed that there must be loopholes hidden in the Department of Mysteries, so every week a team of strikers, led by two Aurors, would be stationed in the reception room of the Department of Mysteries to prevent emergencies.
Other senior officials in the Ministry of Magic also expressed support for Scrimgeour’s arrangement out of concern for their own safety.
“Probably not leaving.” The silent man who was energizing his brain shook his head and put down his wand.
“If it weren’t for the extremely high level of secrecy in the Department of Mysteries, and our director’s well-reasoned objections, Scrimgeour would have wanted to place Aurors and Strikers directly in each hall.”
“Merlin’s white beard, how can we carry out our work?”
The silent man who spoke first soaked his brain in the nutrient solution in a large water tank on the table, and took off his fire dragon leather gloves with insulation function.
“Thank you, Director, for his strong arguments. Suddenly, it is not so difficult to accept that there is a team of strikers and Aurors stationed in the living room.”
“As long as they don’t come in and interfere with our research.”
While the two were chatting, they changed out of their white coats that were stained with various disgusting mucus and unknown objects.
“Damn it, how long has it been since there was no progress in this experiment? These brains should give some reaction! No magic can make them react.”
“Don’t think about it, old man, go have a drink. Maybe drink some firewhiskey and your brain will suddenly be drunk, and new ideas will suddenly pop up.”
The white lights in the brain hall went out. But less than five minutes later, the green light came on again.
Harley was standing in front of a huge water tank with her hands behind her back.
This water tank is located in the center of the rectangular room, filled with dark green liquid.
There are many pearly white things floating in the liquid. These things are floating lazily in the liquid, as if they are alive.
“Is it really interesting, an artificial magical brain?” Harry bent the index finger of his right hand and tapped the glass lightly.
The brain in the water tank seemed to be frightened by something, and it suddenly jumped out and went far away.
After a while, these brains seemed to realize that they were being provoked, and they scrambled to jump out.
One of the brains moved the most quickly, jumping directly into the air and levitating out of thin air.
Many ribbon-like things made of moving pictures sprang out of the brain, and they spread out quickly like rolls of film, and spit out colorful brain matter.
“Are these brains… similar to the consciousness modification of the audience pathway?” Harley’s interesting analysis,
“People who come into contact may be instilled with memories and thoughts that are not their own, and may even develop consciousness originating from a third party.”
“A very creative idea, but it should be of little use to wizards with strong Occlumency.”
“There are also traces of the four ancient alchemists in the Earth Path Sequence. Well, I tried to recreate the life refinement, but unfortunately I haven’t succeeded yet.”
“These brains are still not really alive yet. They still need to be soaked in these auxiliary magic liquids to maintain their activity. If they stay away from the liquid for a long time, they will die automatically.”
“It’s really interesting magic, but what idiot added melee capabilities to these brains so that these ribbons can only be used to strangle people?”
Harley’s face showed a little distress and anger, as if a teacher was facing a test paper from a strange student, and there were some wild, wrong and outrageous answers on the test paper.
She tapped the air lightly with her left hand, and black flames instantly rose.
These magical brains were not afraid of flames when they were created, and the ribbons were extremely tough. However, when facing the black flames in front of them, they suddenly retracted their bodies as if facing a natural enemy.
Black flames quickly spread toward the ceiling, eventually enveloping the brain.
Obviously the brain has no mouth, but a scream sounded in the room.
The other brains in the giant water tank were also startled by the scream, and they dived deep into the dark green liquid, not daring to show their heads at all.
Harley ignored these thoughts and turned around and left the room.
Before officially entering the Death Hall and entering the City of Disaster through the stone arch in search of uniqueness and two other Sequence 1 extraordinary characteristics, Harley had a lot of preparations to do.
She still needs to deal with the admission ticket to the Source Castle in her hand. There is a clone outside the Sea of Chaos deep underground in Nurmengard Castle. The various tributaries of the River of Eternal Darkness also need to be arranged for clones to keep an eye on.
In addition, before officially entering, the other ten halls in the Death Hall also need to be properly handled.
After all, the identities of these halls are not ordinary, and the objects of their research are likely to be other important extraordinary characteristics, uniqueness, or even part of a certain source of matter.
These are all unstable factors, and Harley must investigate them clearly before officially entering the City of Disaster.
Before the iron door belonging to the brain hall behind him was closed, a green mark appeared on the iron door, the symbol that symbolized the path of the witch.
The iron door closed heavily, locking the dark green behind it.
So the circular room turned pure black again, and everything was black, including the floor and ceiling.
There are twelve identical black doors inlaid on the surrounding walls. Except for the doors leading to the brain hall and the living room each have a green mark on them, the other doors are so pure that they don’t even have handles.
The branch-like candles dotted between the walls automatically lit up when Harry stepped in, illuminating the room with a brilliant blue firelight.
The flames swayed slowly, and the cold light cast on the shiny marble floor. The black floor under your feet seemed to turn into dark and deep water.
The wall began to rotate rapidly, and eventually turned into a blur of blue light and shadow, with a large group of green in the middle.
After everything was fixed, the witch’s mark was still there and faintly penetrated deep into the door.
Harley nodded and opened the next door.
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Soon, these doors were covered with marks, as if this was not the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, but a meeting of the Witch Cult. And Harley has already explored most of the halls.
After visiting so many halls, Harry had only one idea.
This Ministry of Magic has been able to exist stably until now, and nothing has happened to the employees who work here. They are really lucky.
Apart from anything else, there is definitely a copy of the extraordinary characteristics of the “Second Miracle Master of the Seer Path Sequence” hidden in that prophecy hall.
It is precisely because of the existence of this extraordinary characteristic that there are so many prophecy crystal balls in the prophecy hall.
However, for some unknown reason, the negative effects of this extraordinary characteristic were not shown at all, and its characteristics were only exerted to a negligible fraction.
Of course, this is definitely a good thing for the Ministry of Magic.
Although the extraordinary characteristics of Sequence 2 are nothing in front of Archangel Harley, if it really breaks out… it will definitely be enough for the rookies at the Ministry of Magic to enjoy.
They probably don’t even have to think about the next life, because the negative effects of the extraordinary characteristics of the angel level on the earth will make these weak people who are not even demigods even have the chance to become ghosts, and will be permanently restrained and become secrets. I.
There is also the Time Hall, where a large number of clocks are stored. The air is always filled with busy ticking sounds, and diamond-like light shines everywhere.
At the end of so many clocks is a tall bell-shaped crystal cover, filled with luminous airflow that is constantly churning and flickering.
The crystal cover contains a continuous cycle of time – a jewel-like bright egg floats and cracks in the cover, and a hummingbird emerges, but the hummingbird quickly ages, dies, and finally turns back into an egg.
Harley studied there for a while and determined that it might have a certain connection with the mercury snake, the sequence of the fate path, so the time on this hummingbird would cycle back and forth, as if it was trapped in a cycle of fate.
And there is something vaguely missing in this glass cover. It is probably that the extraordinary characteristics of a certain Thief Path Sequence Insect of Time have disappeared.
I also felt a similar situation when I was studying the extraordinary item in Hermione’s hand. The time turner came into contact with a high-level item of the same path.
It seems that something must have happened in the Time Hall back then. Unfortunately, now that the Lord of Mysteries has fallen, it is unknown what happened back then.
If these halls are only dangerous to the Ministry of Magic, then the penultimate hall opened by Harry can be said to be a huge threat to herself.
When Harley saw everything behind the door, she was so frightened that she almost blew herself up and was resurrected at the predetermined resurrection point.
After all, she saw the starry sky in that hall!
The Starry Hall of the Department of Mysteries is dark and full of planets.
When Harley opened the door, Pluto turned right in his face.
This pressure on an informed Extraordinary… is no less than that of an ordinary Muggle going to a boxing match, only to find that the person on the other side is Megatron, and then realize that he has signed a life-and-death contract.
Fortunately, these planets did not undergo any changes. After a brief investigation, Harley also discovered that these planets were once connected to the starry sky, but now, the connection between them and the starry sky has been completely severed.
I guess those outside gods didn’t like the ants snooping on them, but they were afraid that they would accidentally infect ordinary wizards and be awakened in the first place, so they simply cut off contact.
That’s why Harry felt that the employees of the Ministry of Magic really walked a tightrope on the cliff every day. If their brains twitched in some old age, they would not be sure whether they would wake up at first, but they would definitely die in an instant.
After leaving the Hall of Stars, only two doors in the Department of Mysteries remain unmarked.
There was a strong smell of disaster behind one of the doors, and it looked like the Death Hall. That was not Harley’s destination for sneaking into the Department of Mysteries this time, so she ignored the door in advance.
Harley’s eyes were fixed on the last door.
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(Thanks to the “book friend with tail number 4163” for the tip!) (End of this chapter)