Chapter 299

"Marca, there's news from Arthur. Harry finished the task successfully."

When Harry was sitting on the interrogation chair in the tenth courtroom under heavy pressure, Sirius happily conveyed the good news to Marca's ears.

"Harry is sure enough," said Marca with a smile. "He has always been a Gryffindor lion, and he has never lacked courage."

"Of course, James -"

"Don't mention his father," Marca waved to Sirius. "Harry is Harry, not his heir. In the face of evil, he just needs to be himself."

With that, Marca stood up from behind the desk and stretched out greatly.

"OK, then I should take action..." he put down his arms and said brightly, "Sirius, let the members of the left behind order of the Phoenix get ready first. During my absence, we must strengthen our vigilance!"

Maka thought for a moment and then warned, "if you are in trouble, don't take Lenny and Lena sisters as a burden... In terms of combat effectiveness, they are no worse than anyone."

"Oh?" Sirius looked at Marca in surprise, but he didn't ask any more.

Nodded to Sirius, and Maka turned and walked to the next little bedroom

Meanwhile, the Ministry of magic, the Department of mystery affairs.

Behind the black door into which bode entered was a wide round room.

Everything here, including as like as two peas, is a uniform black. Twelve identical black doors are neatly embedded in the curved black walls.

Some candles with faint blue fire flickered on the wall, and the cold and flickering flames were reflected on the smooth marble floor, making the ground like an ink pool.

In the intersection between the ceiling and the arc-shaped black wall of this room, a black spot almost integrated with the surroundings remained motionless, and only an extremely weak blue light flashed occasionally, which proved that there was something there.

Suddenly, the blue light that flickered for a long time suddenly lit up. Although the light was still insignificant, if you look carefully, you will find that the faint light was shining behind the black spot.

Just then, the black spot moved!

Silent movement, small and rapid steps, eight swinging fiber feet... And eight pairs of gray green eyes that suddenly open.

That's a reduced eight eyed giant spider!

When it silently climbed to the ground, with a sudden flash of the blue light, several tiny and exquisite runes flashed under its belly, and the space suddenly twisted.

The next moment, a figure dressed in a beautiful wizard robe suddenly appeared above it, then spread his legs and stood on the black floor in a very unsightly attitude, holding a particularly eye-catching orange * * *.

"Xiao Qi, I told you when I practiced. It's good to stand anywhere. Don't stand on the ground!" the figure immediately squatted down and let the little eight eyed giant spider climb into his palm. "I'm not afraid I'll step on you?"

After that, he directly stuffed the little spider into his sleeve and put the "cloth" in his hand back into his pocket. Then he straightened up and looked around the room.

"Those guys will still take Harry to the dungeon courtroom, but Harry really deserves encouragement. The task is simple, but it's not easy."

This is, of course, Maka. He drew a sign Rune on Xiaoqi's belly, which is enough to use the door key to sneak into places where there is no confined space.

He looked at the twelve black doors around him. There were no door handles on them, and there was no nameplate indicating the function of each room, as if nothing could distinguish them.

Maka thought for a moment, walked to a door and closed her eyes slightly.

Then he stroked the door leaf with one hand, focused his attention and felt the subtle magic wave behind the door.

After a little while, he turned and walked slowly along the curved wall. His fingertips quietly crossed the doors and walls. Just after walking a whole circle, his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"... there are some inexplicable forces," Maka suddenly opened her eyes and gently pushed the first door he touched, "especially in this... What is this?"

Sure enough, the door could not be pushed at all. It seemed to be locked by some powerful magic.

Maka thought about it and finally shook her head.

"Let's talk later. Go and take what you should take first..."

He took out a bottle of Xianyin medicine from his waist. After drinking it, he went straight to a black door on the other side.

Door wasn't locked, and Marca easily pushed it open.

When those bright lights leaping like diamonds filled his vision, an obscure magic wave wrapped him up.

The twelve black doors have the function of blocking the breath, but the effect is not perfect. Just now, Maka felt this familiar fluctuation behind this door.

In the regular Rune chart attached to the back of the book of sin, the rune representing time is this feeling - although he still can't understand the mystery.

In this room, countless clock dials are shining with weak but profound brilliance.

All kinds of clocks and watches of different sizes are placed at random, including floor mounted large desk clocks, wall mounted household wall clocks, and even several rows of hourglass timers neatly placed in glass door cabinets. They all carry a gold chain that looks like a necklace.

Some of them hang in the middle of some staggered supports, others stand on a long strip-shaped dining table, and of course, they are directly placed on the floor because of their large specifications.

It is these large numbers of clocks with different models and styles that make the rapid and seemingly non-stop ticking sound continue to reverberate, neat and uniform, but with clear layers, just like the footsteps of a marching guard of honor.

And the first light shining like a diamond came from the crystal dial of the towering bell crystal cover in the deepest part of the room.

Standing in this strange room, Maka sincerely sighed that the mystery of magic was incredible.

"Material promotes appearance, and spirit deduces rules."

He remembered the first answer to the bronze eagle. At that time, he just dealt with it, but now, the meaning is extremely profound.

Except for the bell shaped crystal cover, other clocks are just ordinary magic clocks. Its magic principle is to calculate the interval of each second according to the knowledge of the rise and fall of the sun, the fall of the moon and the change of the stars, which is almost the same as that of the clocks in the Muggle world.

But it is these ordinary clocks that can make him feel the spiritual interpretation of rules when they are gathered together.

But Maka doesn't expect him to get anything from it, because it's better to think about the rule Rune chart to be clearer to feel such subtle rules from here!

With a slight sigh, Maka resolutely raised her legs and walked towards the bell crystal cover.

This is the time Hall of the Department of mysterious affairs, and the room connected with the time hall must be the prophecy hall.

Walking along the narrow gap between the long dining table, Maka looked at the crystal cover casually. There seemed to be a churning chain of light winding and flowing in it.

In the middle of those light chains, there is an egg as clear as a gem.

It rises quietly with the flow of the light chain, and then splits silently. A hummingbird flies up in the egg and goes straight to the top of the glass cover.

But as the light chain flows and falls, the bird turns into a canopy of feathers, withers, ages and falls down a little until it reaches the bottom and becomes a gem like bird egg again.

"Hummingbird?" Marca tilted her head, a little confused.

His Animagus form is a hummingbird, but what is the relationship between time and Hummingbird... To be honest, he has never had this association at all.

He scratched his scalp inexplicably. He silently remembered this unexpected information in his heart and planned to write it down after going back for future consideration.

Then, Maka bypassed the glass cover with a trace of rules and looked at the only door behind it.

Gently push the door, it opened without making a sound.

Behind the door was a room as high as a church. It was full of neat rows of black wooden frames. The wooden frames were full of muddy glass balls covered with dust. There was nothing else.

But occasionally there is a group of candlesticks, inlaid on the edge of the wooden frame at a certain distance, and the dim candle light spreads out, but it doesn't make it look bright here.

Like the original round room with twelve doors, the flames of these candles are dark blue. Those small glass balls with turbid clouds are faintly flowing inside, emitting extremely weak gray light.

This room is obviously colder than the time hall outside.

"Prophecy ball...?"

Maka just knew that Voldemort would care about prophecy, because the repeated failure of the goods would definitely have psychological support for those mysterious and mysterious things.

Just like, when someone predicts that you will be killed by someone, will you really be indifferent? Especially in the magical world where blood really flows!

At least Maka will care, even if he is really difficult to understand such things as prophecy, but it does not prevent him from paying attention to what is good or bad for himself.

In fact, he has experienced a more "straightforward" prophecy.

After taking a deep breath, Maka pulled out her wand and stretched it straight forward.

He did know that Voldemort would want to know about the prophecy made by Professor Trelawney more than ten years ago, but Maka didn't know where the prophecy ball was.