[HP] Water blue light ball

dark.

confused.

come down……

Aqua blue light.

Harry shuddered all over, opened his eyes suddenly, and found himself sitting in an armchair in front of a long square table.

His brain is still a bit chaotic, and his memory is still in the dark and cramped square meeting room of Aurors, blinking his eyes in a daze, hesitantly and slowly digesting everything in front of him.

Malfoy?Headmaster Dumbledore? —Volt, Voldemort! ?

Isn't Voldemort dead? !

Where is this place? !

Seriously suspecting that he had strayed into a Pensieve or something, Harry sat there in bewilderment until his shoulders were

With a heavy slap, a face with a brushed beard but a bright smile came into his sight.

Sirius winked at Harry.

"Ah, Sirius!" The reaction of the body was obviously faster than the brain, Harry jumped up excitedly, put his arms around Sirius' neck, and it took a long time to realize that something was wrong, "You, you are not—here is where?!"

"I don't know either." Sirius shrugged his shoulders, obviously not knowing anything about it, "Even Headmaster Dumbledore didn't understand this ghost place, how could I figure it out."

Harry subconsciously turned his head to look at his old headmaster.

With a little buffer from the conversation with Sirius just now, he was quite sober at this time, but when Dumbledore tilted his head playfully at him, his blue eyes lightly fell on him, tied up by ribbons. When the long white beard raised a familiar and warm smile, he still couldn't help but turn his eyes red.

It's kind of embarrassing.

At this moment, he would rather be in a daze.

"We don't know, Harry," Dumbledore's voice was always calm, with an inexplicable calming magic power, and a faint light flickered in his clear eyes, "But I think someone is willing to tell us."

Before he finished speaking, the silent person sitting next to Harry suddenly raised his head—this old man was dressed in ragged clothes and sat motionless on his seat. Harry turned his head to look at him, inexplicably feeling that this man A bit familiar - the cracked lips of the old man moved slightly, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Here we come."

coming?What's coming?

Harry looked at him inexplicably, and just about to ask a question, he heard a shrill "giggle" laughter suddenly sounded in his ear.

A sky blue ball of light appeared in front of Harry out of thin air, less than one centimeter from the tip of his nose.

Harry gasped, leaned back suddenly, and heard Malfoy's slight sneer, he was a little uncomfortable for a while, and his tone of voice became much harder when he stared at the ball of light: "You, what are you?! "

The sky blue light of the ball of light flickered, and the tone was deliberately protracted. The silky and greasy voice made Harry unconsciously think of Malfoy a long time ago: "I am me~"

"I called you here today to play a game. You can leave after the game is over. Don't rush to ask questions." Seeing that Harry was still about to speak, the ball of light interrupted him, his tone a little hasty, as if In a hurry, "Let me see—ha, everyone's here!"

The ball of light jumped back suddenly, and all the surrounding lights were lit up, and Harry's field of vision suddenly widened.

He looked around, and besides Sirius, the principal, Voldemort and the weird old man he saw just now, Draco Malfoy was also sitting on the side, looking at him with his eyes raised inexplicably.

The eyes of the two met for a moment, and the next moment they both turned their heads away.

The ball of light is still in the excited announcement: "So, is our backcourt guest here?"

Before the ball of light finished speaking, a strong white light flashed in front of Harry's eyes.He closed his eyes subconsciously, and when he opened them again, he saw that there was an extra row of chairs not far from their square table, and there were also six people sitting on it.

Hermione and Ron were whispering to each other, Professor Snape was sitting next to the two of them, chilling, Bellatrix glanced at Skeeter with a proud face, and there was a frowning man next to him The old man - Harry took a look and quickly recognized this as Aberforth from the Hog's Head.

"So, you're going to lock us up here? Play—a game?" A gloomy voice sounded, Voldemort's scarlet eyes stared at the ball of light, and the tone of the two words game turned back and forth, with a look on his face. Mockingly, "What game? Quidditch?"

Knowing that Voldemort was being sarcastic, Harry couldn't help but straighten his back quietly when he heard Quidditch.He noticed that the wand in Voldemort's hand kept shining, but it always flickered for a second before quietly going out.

"Don't try, magic is not allowed here," the ball of light obviously saw Voldemort's movements, and its voice was obviously disdainful, as if it didn't even want to say a word to him, "Okay, I'll do it next Announce the rules of the game—roll the dice."

"The six people sitting here are the participants of the game. Starting from the number one—Sirius, everyone chooses any number from one to six before rolling the dice, and then starts rolling the dice."

"If the number you throw is different from the number you chose, you have to answer a question from the guest. When the number is thrown, let the guest ask the question. The question must be answered."

"If the number you throw happens to be the number you chose, then you will be replaced with the guest with the corresponding number. You will be the guest at the end, and the guest will be the participant of the new round."

"Each guest has three opportunities to ask questions, one is to ask questions freely, and you can ask anything you want, and the other two are to draw questions from the question box, and you can ask whatever you draw."

"Oh, I forgot, wait a minute..." The voice of the sky blue light ball paused slightly, and as the light flickered, a huge lottery box appeared on the guest seat, "Ha, this is it!"

Ron stretched out his hand curiously, but the moment he touched the lottery box, he felt a strong force and bounced him back. He hit the back of his head heavily on the back of the chair and let out a cry of pain.

"I can't take it now." Guangqiu said happily.

Hermione pursed her lips, ignoring Ron's pitiful eyes begging for a hug, and asked thoughtfully, "So, what will happen if the three opportunities to ask questions are exhausted?"

"There is a penalty~" The light ball swayed left and right, "What is the punishment~ hehehe~ I won't tell you!!!"

"Only the unknown is interesting, isn't it~"

The light on its ball was flickering, and its white and blue appearance looked a little funny, but no one had the slightest intention to laugh.

"Oh, you guys are really boring," Guangqiu said disappointedly, "Be more active."

"How is this game over?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.He crossed his fingers, with a strand of white beard around his fingertips, the question hit the nail on the head, but his tone was gentle and steady.

"Yeah~ As expected of the principal~ I asked the most important question as soon as I came~" The ball of light circled a few times out of thin air, rushed to Dumbledore's side and rubbed affectionately on his white beard for a long time, and finally Reluctantly drifting back to the original place, "When the questions in the lottery box are all asked, the game will be over~ Don't be nervous, there are only nine questions in total~"

When the ball of light rubbed against Dumbledore's beard, Harry clearly heard the old man beside him snort coldly.He shuddered all over, and suddenly remembered the reason why he seemed to have known this deja vu.

He had seen him in Voldemort's memory before.

Gellert Grindelwald.

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Participants

1 Snape Sirius

2 harry hermione

3 Grindelwald Ron

4 Draco Bellatrix

5 Voldemort Skeeter

6 Dumbledore Aberforth