The Shopkeeper of All Worlds in the British Wizarding World

Chapter 438: Sudden Situation (Please subscribe, please bookmark, please vote)
On the night after the exam, everyone was very happy. Even with the help of the Weasley twins, the fifth and seventh grade students of Gryffindor held a small party in the common room. This reminded Ryan of the experience of singing karaoke outside with several close classmates after the college entrance examination.

Naturally, everyone was very happy on this occasion, but everyone was a little exhausted because of the previous review. So we didn’t play for long before everyone dispersed and went to rest.

Harry was the same. After putting down the biggest burden in his heart recently, he lay on the bed and fell asleep quickly. At first, he was like sleeping normally, with a black screen in front of his eyes. But soon, the black screen faded away, and some dark images appeared in Harry's mind.

He once again walked along the cold, dark corridor of the Department of Mysteries, his steps firm and decisive, occasionally running a few steps, he finally made up his mind to reach his destination...

He didn't pay attention to the surroundings along the way. After passing through three doors, Harry was once again in a cathedral-like room full of shelves and glass balls. As if something was urging him, his heart beat very fast. Following the guidance of his heart, he turned left when he reached the 97th row of shelves and hurried along the narrow aisle between the two rows of shelves...

There was a figure moving on the floor at the end of the corridor, and Harry felt a voice coming from his own mouth, a cold, high-pitched voice without any human kindness...

"Get it for me...quick, get it...I can't touch it...you can touch it..."

The dark figure on the floor stirred slightly. A hand with long white fingers grasped a wand and raised it, and the sharp, cold voice said, "Crucio!"

Harry was shocked to find that he seemed to be the one who cast the Cruciatus Curse. During the spell, the squirming man on the floor screamed in agony, tried to stand up, only to squirm and fall. Harry was laughing. He raised his wand and the spell ceased, the figure groaned and never moved again.

"Voldemort is waiting..."

The man on the ground had trembling arms. He very slowly raised his shoulders a few inches and raised his head. His face was bloodstained, haggard, and twisted in pain, but still with a resolute and unyielding look. "You must kill me."

"I will, no doubt." The cold voice said, "But you have to give it to me first, Blake? Do you think that's all the pain you feel? Think about it... We still have a few hours to go, and no one can hear you scream..."

As Voldemort lowered his wand, Harry screamed and rolled around on his bed, but he woke up after hitting his head on the bed, still screaming, his scar looking like it had been branded by a red iron bar.

"Harry!" Ron stood beside him with a look of fear on his face. "Who is it this time? Who is hurt again?"

"Sirius, Sirius, he's been captured by Voldemort--" Harry's vision was blurred by the pain, but he still grabbed Ron's arm tightly because he felt it was very important. "Go and inform Professor McGonagall."

"But, but Professor McGonagall is not in school." Ron stammered. "You know, after the exam today, she escorted our test papers back to London."

"Damn it!" Harry pounded the bed under him, then climbed up and said in a loud voice. "But I can't watch Sirius die, I have to go to the Department of Mysteries to save him!"

"But buddy." At this time, he was stopped by Ron. "What's the difference between you rushing over like this and committing suicide? Don't forget that your opponent is the mysterious man. What's the point of rushing over like this except for one more person dying?"

At this time, the door of their dormitory was pushed open, and Ryan walked out from behind Neville: "What happened? I just slept for a while and was woken up by Neville. He told me that Harry seemed to be ill and asked me to come and have a look."

"No, he's not sick." Ron looked at Ryan and said, "Harry had a dream, just like the one when my father was bitten a few months ago. But this time it was a mysterious person who kidnapped Sirius." Ryan stiffened for a moment after hearing this, but soon relaxed. He felt relieved because this meant that Voldemort had really started to implement the plan, and everything was back on track.

"I know you are very nervous now, but the question now is whether what you see is real?" Ryan said while pulling out his wand and using mental soothing magic to relieve Harry's pain. "You have to know that your observation is two-way. Especially when the opponent's power is stronger than yours, he can sense you. I am worried that this is a trap, a trap to expose you from the safety of the castle. You have to know that you may be in the top three on the You-Know-Who's Kill List."

"But Sirius -" Harry was interrupted by Ryan before he could finish. "I remember Sirius gave you a two-way mirror. You can ask."

"Damn, I actually forgot about this thing." Harry slapped his forehead, and then rummaged through the box under the bed, and finally found a badly wrapped small package in the corner of the box. After opening the package, a dirty and old small square mirror was revealed. There was also a note hastily written by Sirius on how to use this mirror.

After reading the note, Harry raised it to his eyes with both hands and shouted loudly and clearly: "Sirius." Within a few seconds, the mirror responded, but what appeared was Kreacher's wrinkled face. .

"Where's Sirius, Kreacher?" Harry asked when he saw Kreacher.

"The master is out." The house-elf panted and chuckled. "He went on a trip to find Miss Straw. I really hope that the next generation of the Black family can be born soon. I am happy to take care of their children--"

"I want to ask if he hasn't come back, will he go to the Ministry of Magic?" Harry quickly interrupted Kreacher, because Kreacher had already begun to talk about which bottles and diapers were better for newborns.

"Of course not, Harry Potter." Kreacher looked at Harry, "When the master left this morning, he said he was going to Marseille with Miss Straw. How could he go to the Ministry of Magic?"

"Then could you please call the members of the Order of the Phoenix? I have very important information to inform them." After hearing this, Kreacher appeared in another room. Harry saw Lupin sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"What? You saw Sirius being captured." Lupin was shocked. "Stay in the castle and don't move. I'll go inform the others. Don't move around, and don't leave the castle."

After that, the two-way mirror went dark, and everyone in the dormitory waited nervously. However, no new news came until dawn.

"Ryan, what's wrong with you?" Hermione looked at Ryan in astonishment during breakfast the next day. "Why do you seem even more exhausted after the exam?"

Ryan could only lean over to Hermione's ear and whisper what had happened. After hearing the explanation, Hermione also thought that this was a way for Voldemort to lure Harry out of the castle.

However, when Ryan was having dinner, Hermione brought him some bad news: Kreacher used a two-way mirror to inform Harry that the Order of the Phoenix had found Miss Straw, who had been knocked unconscious, in Marseille. According to her statement, seven or eight men in black suddenly rushed out when he and Sirius were walking on the beach yesterday afternoon. Although they fought hard, they were still outnumbered. Finally, before she fainted, she saw Sirius being captured by the group of people.

Voldemort directly kidnapped people this time. Ryan was shocked by the news. The current situation has deviated greatly from the original plot. It seems that the battle at the Ministry of Magic is inevitable.

(End of this chapter)