v2 Chapter 1671： Gate of death

Where did Ron go?

No one can answer this question, he is sure that the apparition has left the house and then never returned. The Weasleys and the members of the Order of the Phoenix thought that Ron and Ivan, Harry, Hermione, and Elaine were together, and the four of them thought that Ron and the Phoenix were together.

It was not until Sirius came over that everyone found out that Ron was missing.

He may not dare to go back to the dwelling, fearing that it was occupied by Voldemort and the Death Eaters, but they could not find Evan and Harry.

After all, before Ian and Hermione discussed the plan, I haven't had time to tell Harry and Ron.

Mrs. Weasley looked too tight and did not let them have time to come together to discuss these things.

Ron may be hiding somewhere now, and the chances of being caught are not great, as long as he does not stupidly take the initiative to appear in front of the Death Eaters.

Sirius made a few more words and told them not to leave Grimaud Square 2 and hurriedly left to inform others to look for Ron.

"Where can Ron go?"

"Where is possible, it may simply be to find a remote place to hide. After all, the situation is very chaotic, the black devil head appears, and the escape is the most important." Ai Wen thought for a moment, "He probably knows our plan, I know we are going to Gringotts to find the Golden Cup. Maybe he went to Diagonal Lane and waited for us there."

"Diagonal Lane!"

"Fred and George's shop is there, he may be hiding there."

Speaking of Fred and George's shop, according to Ai Wen, the Ministry of Magic had placed a large order with them before, and now it must be all gone. Fred and George could no longer provide weapons and protective gear to Voldemort-controlled magic, and it was not clear how they would house the elfs who fled.

"I really hope that Ron is fine. I should be with him at the time." Harry worried that his scars were getting more and more painful and made him feel sick. "I saw Efeas Doge sitting in the corner." I can’t help it. I want to know about Dumbledore too much. I shouldn’t leave Ron.”

"He is happy, not long after you left, there is a girl I don't know, and the two of them left the tent together," Elaine said suddenly.

"Who is that girl?"

"I don't know, I don't know, it should be French."

Ai Wen remembered the two French girls who disappeared with Fred and George shortly after the beginning of the chaos. They were all relatives of Furong.

The girl who took Ron should be similar. I have to say that the French girl is still very open.

"Harry, you have nothing, your face doesn't look too good?" Hermione asked suddenly.

"I'm fine!" Harry said palely.

But this is not the truth. The pain of his scars reached its peak, just like the fire in the garden.

He was worried about Ron and Ginny. Sirius just said that Ginny was with the Weasleys and was watched by the Death Eaters. I hope there will be nothing.

In the meantime, he faintly heard Hermione said, "They will soon find Ron and bring him over. Sleep first, it's not too late."

Yeah, sleep, Harry thinks he is going to faint!

He wants to leave this, but it’s too late, and the scars are a bit of painful pain.

In the overwhelming pain, he felt a strange emotion occupying his soul.

Not angry, but happy!

He is very happy because of what is happening in front of him.

Rubbing his eyes, Harry saw a dimly lit square room with the center of the floor in front of it gradually sinking down to form a huge stone pit, about twenty feet deep. The stone steps surround the whole house, like a stone bench. The first level is gradually descending, and each level is steep, like a ladder classroom.

Here

Harry came here, in his fifth year, on the night of the war with Voldemort and Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic.

Here is the room of the Mystery Division!

Harry remembered very clearly that there was a strange arch in the center of the room.

In front of the arch, he could hear the voice inside the door.

He and Sirius came here when fighting the Death Eaters.

Sure enough, he looked up.

Or, in the illusion, he looked up and the picture in memory appeared again in front of his eyes.

In the center of the pit is a raised stone platform with an arch on it that looks old and ruined.

Harry was surprised that it didn't fall down. There was no wall support around the arch, a tattered black curtain or a hang on it, although the air was cold and there was no wind, but it was gently Swinging, as if it had just been touched.

Harry stared at the huge stone door, and he spoke in a sultry, indifferent voice.

"Can you be sure this is the door?"

"Yes, the Dark Lord, they moved here a few centuries ago, and they have been here forever."

A weird, sharp voice spoke, and Harry couldn't see each other in the shadow behind Harry.

"Very well, I finally heard some good news today. You are more trustworthy than my idiot-like servants. Natalya, since it is definitely this door, let us open it, I can't wait to want it." Look at the secret hidden behind!"

"I can't do it, the Dark Lord, I want to open it, I need more magic, I am afraid you don't even have it now."

"You are skeptical of the great Voldemort, or you want to see my magic and anger." A strong anger occupied Harry's soul.

"I am not suspicious of your magic, but if you want to open this door and enter the world of great existence, we need more magic, beyond the magic of imagination, this is not the power that any wizard can have. The human body limits us. If you become immortal, then you will have these strengths. I am helping you with this." The sharp voice replied, "I am here because I believe that you will be me." The new master brings back the order to this decadent world."

Harry snorted heavily and seemed unsatisfied, but he said nothing.

"Want to open it, we need the help of a magical item with powerful magic. The wand you are looking for can help us. In addition, we need an old spell to open this door, they It should be left in the same place."

"I will bring the wand, during this time, to find the spell, don't try to challenge my patience, Natalya!" Voldemort said in a cold voice, "Don't play tricks, or you will feel Go to the power of Voldemort, and I will open the door in my own way."