Glory To Slytherin

In the pocket of Ulysses's windbreaker, a little beetle grudgingly pulled the pocket of the coat pocket, poked its head out, and its body was shaking uncontrollably.

‘It’s amazing... It’s amazing... Is this the most mysterious department of the Ministry of Magic..."

Rita Skeeter, who turned into a small beetle, murmured in her heart.

She is an illegal Ah f*ck Gus, and the beetle is her deformed form. Thanks to her beetle form, she can easily collect some secret intelligence, which is also the guarantee for her survival in the newspaper industry.

During the confrontation with Cornelius Fudge, when she heard Fudge's words, she had the idea of ​​following Ulysses to the mysterious affairs department.

She also knew that she was a reporter who could not pose any substantive threat to the Minister of Magic. This time she came here to express her anger, so that the Minister of Magic could be a little scrupulous in the future, but she did not expect to be able to do so by coincidence. See such a mysterious and hidden scene.

At this moment, a soft voice reverberated in her ears, directly stunned and dumbfounded:

"Look at it slowly, let's talk after we go out. By the way, it's best not to try to escape."

...

Standing in this peculiar room, Ulysses heartily sighed the mystery of magic, which was incredible.

After warning the dishonest female reporter, Ulysses stepped in.

Except for the bell-shaped crystal cover, the other clocks are just ordinary magic clocks. The magic principle is just to calculate the interval of every second according to the knowledge of the rising and falling of the moon and the shifting of the stars, which is almost the same as the clocks in the Muggle world.

But it is these ordinary clocks, when they are gathered together, can make Ulysses clearly perceive the power of time.

Ulysses’ Mental Energy field has not been retracted since the permanently locked room, but the time force in the time hall is disturbed by his eyes, and it is difficult for him to detect anything, so he slowly closes it.

"Since it's not locked, I can just walk around by myself, don't bother you two... can it?"

Ulysses turned around and asked with a smile.

"Did you find any clues in the time hall?"

Crocker asked expectantly.

Ulysses laughed and shook his head:

"No... the time disturbance here is very strong."

Kroc was a little disappointed after hearing the words, but didn't say much, and left the time hall with Bode and returned to the silent man's office.

During the time Ulysses was involved in the investigation, he also had the responsibility and authority of a silent person. Therefore, exploring the rooms in the Mysterious Affairs Department was just performing his duties, and neither he nor Bod had any reason to object.

Watching their disappearance, Ulysses raised his leg decisively and walked towards the bell-shaped crystal cover.

This is the Time Hall, and the room connected to it must be the Prophecy Hall.

Walking along the gap of the long dining table, Ulysses looked at the crystal cover casually, and there seemed to be a tumbling chain of light in it.

Between those chains of light, there is a jewel-like egg floating. It quietly ascending as the light chain circulates, and then it splits silently, and a crow flies up in the egg and rises straight to the top of the crystal cover.

But as the chain of light flowed and fell, the crow turned into a feather that withered, aged, and fell a little bit, then fell to the bottom and turned into a gem-like egg again.

"Crow?"

Ulysses tilted his head, a little confused. He did have a close relationship with this animal, but he never thought that time could be related to crows.

Ulysses silently took this message in his heart, glanced at the bell-shaped crystal cover, and walked towards the only door behind it.

Push the door lightly, and it opens without making a sound.

Behind this door is a room as high as a church. There are rows of neat black wooden frames, and the wooden frames are covered with dusty turbid glass balls. There is nothing else.

There are only some candles inlaid on the edge of the wooden frame at a certain distance, and the dim candlelight spreads out, but it doesn't make the place much brighter.

Like the rotunda outside, the candlelight here is also blue. Those small glass balls with turbid clouds faintly flowing inside, exuding extremely faint gray light.

This room is obviously much colder than the time hall next door.

"Prophecy Ball..."

Ulysses pondered for a moment, then suddenly waved his magic wand, a shielding magic hood appeared around, and said, "Come out."

The beetle's body shuddered and did not dare to move.

"Miss Skeeter, I don't think I need to repeat it again."

Ulysses' tone was cold.

The beetle didn't dare to pretend to be dead anymore, shaking its wings and flying into the air, then it deformed violently and transformed into Rita Skeeter.

"Haha, Mr. Lestrange is really young and promising..."

Rita Skeeter deserves to be a journalist. After being exposed, she can maintain her composure, with a greasy smile on her face. She just wanted to reach out her hand to hold Ulysses, but she froze for a while and stopped her movements, "To be honest, I also heard a little about things at Hogwarts... I wanted to interview you a long time ago, but I didn't expect it to be so coincidental today..."

A shorthand quill and a roll of parchment flew out of her crocodile leather handbag. The quill subconsciously wanted to write on the parchment, but was stopped by Rita Skeeter.

"You haven't asked if I'm willing to accept an interview."

Ulysses smiled and sat on a chair in the prophecy hall.

"Of course, you have the absolute right to choose..."

After seeing Ulysses’ soft smile, Rita Skeeter’s anxiety calmed a little, "But Minister Fudge is too unreasonable. He directly banned my report... My readers have the right Know the truth..."

"The truth?"

Ulysses seemed to smile.

"Yes, the truth!"

Rita Key nodded, "If possible, I hope you will allow me to publish the contents of your investigation. This will be of great benefit to the Ministry of Magic and to you..."

"And if you want, we can have an interview. There has been no chance before, but now it's different. I promise you will be on the headlines of major newspapers at night and make your reputation even better! Wouldn’t you object to sketching with a quill pen to record? So that I can free up my hands and talk to you normally..."

"Of course it will be announced, but not now. As for the interview, I put it aside."

Ulysses waved his hand and said with a smile, "Now what we are going to discuss is the identity of your illegal Af*ck Gus and your unauthorized intrusion into the mysterious affairs department... You said, how many years have you enough? Is it in Azkaban?"

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