Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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Waiting is always particularly difficult. Only Harry, Aaron and the umbrella members are left in the headmaster room. Aaron not at all informed Luna of his plan to go to the Ministry of Magic. Although in his opinion, Luna’s true strength is estimated to have surpassed Penelope, but the other party The character that is easy to fall into a trance makes Aaron worry about letting her participate in this kind of battle-he is not confident enough to protect three people at once. In fact, if it is not for Hermione’s strong request, he even wants to take the Penelope, who is experienced in combat, to go. Fortunately, as long as he entangled Voldemort, other ordinary Death Eaters were no longer the opponents of these two girls.

Harry looked at the old watch in his hand from time to time, his feet slapped on the ground from time to time, and he looked restless and restless.

“Harry, you don’t need to join the battle in the Ministry of Magic, you just need to protect yourself. However, I think you need to learn a stronger offensive spell. If you need to take action, don’t hesitate and don’t use it all the time. Expelliarmus, remember this time to help your godfather.” Aaron saw Harry’s thoughts at a glance. He thought it was impossible to learn a spell in such a short time. “I actually dealt with it in the Goblet of Fire competition last semester. The giant squid used it when you used it, and you will quickly learn this spell. It is called-Sectumsempra. “Because Harry has Voldemort’s soul fragment on his body, Harry is actually very innate talent in learning dark magic.

Although Harry was impetuous at this time, he was also aroused by Aaron’s curiosity.

“From a certain point of view, this is a dark magic that is concealed, vicious but very powerful and effective. Wand itself will not show any obvious signs when the spell is activated. When you think of this spell, the opponent’s skin will look like It is bleeding from being split by an invisible sword—the part damaged by the curse cannot be regenerated by any other means, but it can be healed by counter-cursing—so formidable power powerful, but it will not be regarded as Unforgivable Curse, but this The anti-curse will only be taught after the action.”

Aaron glanced at Harry, and he sensed that the other party hesitated about this dark magic. “Harry, the inventor of this spell is someone I respect and admire. He gave everything for the person he loves, although he himself-Voldemort and Dumbledore are using him… Although I have also used him… …”

In Harry’s impression, Aaron was actually a somewhat arrogant person. In his impression, he had hardly ever seen him say this to others, and Aaron even seemed to feel a little guilty about it. Harry couldn’t help asking, “Who is he?”

“Sectumsempra’s spell is Sectumsempra, and the wand movement is like this…” Aaron not at all answered Harry’s identity, but directly demonstrated the magic spell to Harry. “Sectums means cutting in Latin, Sempra Derived from the Latin word Semper-he means always (always).” What Aaron didn’t explain to Harry is that Snape’s name Severus (Severus), the first 5 words Sever also mean cutting, “Now you go there Practice for a while, and be careful not to cast it at people.”

At night, I came to the Ministry of Magic through the fire place. The entire group took the elevator of the telephone booth. Ron picked up the phone and dialed the number 62442-the word “magic” can be spelled out if it corresponds to the old-fashioned mobile phone keyboard. This is Ministry. of Magic The password for the guest entrance of the guest phone booth.

After the mechanical female voice reported the names of the people and the affairs of their agents, they put on the badges that had slipped out of the metal chute from the phone booth that was supposed to withdraw coins. After the elevator stopped and opened the sliding door, Harry’s heart sank suddenly. Except for the welcome blessing from the mechanical female voice when he first arrived, the silence in the Ministry of Magic hall was completely different from the phenomenon of people coming, people going when he was tried last time.

Harry asked for help as if looking at Ron with a calm expression on the side and Ginny Neville entire group behind him with a serious expression, “It’s okay, Harry, it’s off work now, no one is normal.” Ron laughed gently at Harry.

In the main hall, only the endless sound of water from the golden fountain, one after another shining water column jetted out from the top of the wand of the wizard, from the arrow of Centaur, from the tip of Goblin’s hat, and from the 2 ears of the house elf, and fell on In the nearby pool.

“If it’s too late… he’s still alive and he’s still fighting, I can feel… If Voldemort determines that Sirius won’t give in… I will know…” Harry’s scar hurt again.

Harry’s hunch grew stronger as they walked quickly through the golden fence gate towards the elevator. He pressed the button closest to him “down”, and immediately there was an elevator creaking. With a sound of Ding Ding Dangdang, the golden fence lightly slid open, and they swarmed in.

Harry knocked on the ninth button, the fence door slammed shut, and the elevator began to descend, and in silence, the chain clicked and rattled. The elevator stopped, and a cold woman’s voice said: “Department of Mysteries.” The fence door slid slightly open. They came to the corridor outside. 9 There was no movement in the bottom, only the torch closest to them was swayed from side to side by the air current stirred up by the elevator.

Harry turned to the all black door. He has been seeing it in his dream for many months, and now he has finally come here.

“It should be here.” He whispered, walking forward in the corridor first, and the other four followed him silently. Harry faced the door and stepped forward…like in a dream, the door opened and he took the lead and strode across the threshold.

They are standing in a big round room. Everything here is black, including the floor and ceiling. There are many black doors inlaid on the surrounding black wall, all of which are exactly the same, without markings or handles. There are some branch-shaped candles dotted between the walls. The flames are blue, and the swaying cold light casts on the bright marble ground, making people feel that the feet are dark water.

“The door is closed,” Ron said softly.

Neville did. The corridor where the torch had been lit just now shot a long light from behind them. Now the light was gone, and the room was darkened suddenly. Harry could only see the trembling blue flames on the wall. , And their terrifying gloomy shadows on the ground.

In his dream, Harry always walked through the room confidently and walked to the door facing the entrance. But now there are ten or two doors around. He looked at the doors opposite him, trying to judge which one should be entered. At this moment, with a loud rumbling, the candle began to move aside. The circular wall spun. In a few seconds, the walls were spinning quickly, and the blue flames blurred into one piece around them, like neon tubes. Then, as suddenly as at the beginning, the rumbling stopped, and everything was calm again.