Chapter 937

"Are you saying that Byrd is Voldemort's instrument, and that he is controlled by Malfoy with a soul snatching spell?" "So what does he want to take? Did you see that. Harry

"No, I don't know..." Harry shook his head. "But what they want is..."

"Weapons?" Ron said in surprise, "what weapons does the Ministry of Magic have that he needs? Mystery man? "

"I think so, but I can't tell exactly what it is..." Van Lim hesitated for a moment, and finally did not say what Voldemort was looking for, because it made him have an illusion, a prophecy ball, worthy of his early departure to the Ministry of magic? At the risk of being discovered by everyone?

"So Something happened when Byrd tried to steal the weapon. I think there must be some defensive mantra on it to stop people from touching it. So he went to St. Mungo's Hospital, and his head was strangely empty and he couldn't say anything. But remember what the therapist told us? He's healing, and they can't let him recover, can they? I mean, when he went to steal weapons, he was shocked by what happened, and even the soul snatching spell failed. Once he can talk, he'll explain what happened, right? Then they will know that he was ordered to steal the weapon. Of course, it was easy for Lucius Malfoy to spell him. So, he's been in the Ministry of magic, right? " Van Lin combed what had happened and said.

"Yes, he was walking around on the day of my hearing," said Harry. "Just wait a minute," he said slowly. "He was in the hallway of the Ministry of magic that day! Your dad said he must have been eavesdropping on my hearing, but... "

"Sturges!" Van Linton paused and thought of a name.

"What?" Ron asked suspiciously.

"Sturges portmo!" "He was arrested because he tried to get into a door! Malfoy must have been looking for him! I think that's what he wanted to do when you saw him that day, Harry. Sturges has Moody's invisibility suit, remember? If he's guarding the door, it's invisible, and Malfoy hears him moving - or guessing someone's there - or has just cast a soul curse on him. So the next time Sturgis went to the guard, he tried to enter the Ministry of magic to steal the weapon for Voldemort - but he was caught and sent to Azkaban

"Now Lockwood has told Voldemort how to get the weapon?" Van Lin asked in doubt, if it was the way to get the prophecy ball, then how did Lockwood know.

"I didn't hear all the conversation, that sounds like it was." Harry said, "Lockwood used to work there. Maybe Voldemort told him to steal?"

"It should be like this, so to say..." Ron hesitated. "There are more death eaters in the Ministry of magic than I thought..."

"Don't tell anyone else, Harry." Fanlin said, "well, this thing is rotten in my stomach, and I will inform the order of Phoenix to solve the rest."

"Do you want a Voldemort contact?" Harry asked, "if so..."

"You should know, Harry, that under Voldemort's men, neither you nor I can fight back. It is the luckiest thing not to die. I will tell Dumbledore about this..."

"Wait, it's not like that." Harry said, "Voldemort is much scarier now, and I feel it more than when he was just resurrected..."

"What more?" Fanlin's heart jumped, "what is that?"

"I don't know..." Harry closed his eyes and tried to remember what Voldemort had said.

"He said Before those blood clans finish their mission He also He also needs the help of the Death Eater... "

"Blood race, work? What is that, and do you feel anything? "

"Cold..." Harry recalled, "lifeless, like dead, that feeling, like Voldemort, but not in the same place as Voldemort..."

Van Lin's heart sank, this is Voldemort's harvest? More powerful?

Van Lim had a real experience of that feeling, and there was no doubt that this power would have a fatal attraction to Voldemort.

It's about death. What Voldemort is doing now is trying to manipulate death?

It seems that he and Dumbledore forced Voldemort to a more dangerous road. The fear of death turned into the pursuit of the power of death?

"It's a kind of Strength... " Harry said uncertainly, "it's like running out of my body, but it's weird..."

"It's not fusion enough," Van Lin said. "Maybe some of Voldemort's unknown devices, like the black magic..."

"But it's more terrifying than the black magic itself." Harry said anxiously, "or is it all under the control of the order of the Phoenix, are you prepared for this?"

"On guard?" Van leen thought about Dumbledore. "Maybe, but it's not something we should worry about, Harry. What you need now is to forget as much as possible, otherwise Professor Snape will never let you go.""You mean cerebral closure?" Harry said, "it's no use at all. I'm just..."

"No, it's not the same, Harry." Vaseline shook his head and said, "if you master brain sealing, you can reduce Voldemort's perception of you and experience his emotions quietly. Do you think that's better?"

"Master it..."

"So before that, Harry, please don't think about anything." Said Fanlin.

"I'll try my best." Harry said, "but I'm not sure if I can."

"Just like you should believe in yourself."

"Believe me?"

In fact, even Harry didn't believe himself. He had practiced something long enough, which was probably the worst spell he had ever learned.

Fortunately, with the help of Vaseline, all the troubles from Voldemort disappeared. If it wasn't for the faint scar that reminded Harry, Harry even thought that the cold figure had never appeared in his mind.

However, the calm did not last long, and the next day, Harry still had to go to the dark basement to receive guidance from Snape's private brain block.

This was probably the last thing Harry wanted to do except for Umbridge's confinement.

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