v2 Chapter 887： Tenth courtroom (2/2)

”Good morning, Arthur!” When the elevator began to fall, he said in a melancholy voice, ”I don't see you coming down recently?”

”I am in a hurry, Bode.” Mr. Weasley said, squinting at his toes, and from time to time looked at Evan and Harry with anxious eyes, holding his fists tightly and anxiously.

Evan and Harry did not pay attention to Bode. He looked at two people curiously and finally set his sights on Harry.

”Mystery Division.” The cold woman’s voice was silent after she finished speaking.

”Come on, Avon, Harry.” The door of the elevator opened open, and Mr. Weasley urged.

They ran across a corridor that was completely different from the corridors above. The walls were empty, with no doors or windows, but at the end of the corridor there was a simple black door.

Mr. Weasley grabbed their arms and pulled them to the left, where there was a gap leading to a ladder.

”Go down, come down!” Mr. Weasley said, panting, stepping on two steps. ”Avon should have been here before going to Azkaban. Even the elevators are not so deep, they Why are you coming here, I am...”

”Azkaban?!” Harry slammed it, as if someone gave him a punch.

He wants to know what is going on here, but no one has explained it to him.

They descended down the steps and ran along a corridor that was exactly the same as Hogwarts' corridor leading to Snape's underground classroom: a rough stone wall with a torch on the bracket.

The doors they pass through here are heavy wooden doors with iron latches and keyholes.

”Call, call, the tenth courtroom, I think, we are almost there, yes, it is here.”

In front of a sinister black door with a big iron lock, Mr. Weasley stumbled and stopped.

He leaned against the wall exhausted, clutching his chest and panting.

”Let's go!” he gasped and said, pointing the door with his thumb. ”You two go in, they put the two things together and judged. It is true. This is one thing, you are careful. Something.”

”You, you are not with us...” Harry asked.

”Oh, no. I can't go in, I wish you good luck!” said Mr. Weasley.

”Come on, Harry, there is nothing that can't be reached, we are not guilty,” Avon said.

He screwed the heavy iron handle on the door and pulled Harry into the courtroom.

Ai Wen’s eyes looked around and there was no accident. The battle was really big.

Behind him, Harry apparently took a breath of air and couldn't control himself.

The deep dark room he walked in was too familiar to him, and he was frightened.

He has not only seen it before, but he has also been here.

This is where he and Ivan have seen in the meditation basin of Dumbledore, where he witnessed the Lestrange couple being sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban, and the madman Batty K. Rauch is also being tried here...

The walls around it were made of black and black stones, and the light of the torch was dark and gloomy.

On both sides of them are rows of empty benches that are gradually rising. On the top benches in front, there are many black silhouettes. These people seem to look at them indifferently, which is particularly terrible.

They have been whispering just now, and when the heavy door was closed behind Harry, an ominous silence shrouded.