[HP] Water blue light ball

"Since everyone understands the rules, let's start with you, Sirius!" The ball of light circled happily.

Sirius glanced at the ball of light, and opened his mouth to complain, but out of the corner of his eye, he saw Harry's worried look, and he silently closed his mouth again, and stretched out his hand unwillingly to take the dice.

The dice automatically jumped back twice, avoiding Sirius' fingers.

"I haven't said the number yet." The light ball reminded.

"Whatever..." Sirius glanced casually across the guest seats, and finally stopped on Snape who was facing him, "Then number one will be fine."

Snape propped his head on one hand, and snorted contemptuously.Picking his number, which means he can't ask Sirius any questions no matter what the outcome is... makes it seem like he'll have nothing to do to embarrass him... really boring.

Sirius naturally heard the sarcasm from the guest seats.Gritting his teeth and glaring at Snape, he grabbed the dice on the table and threw them.

Point one.

"Hey~ what a coincidence~" the voice of the light ball was full of excitement, and it seemed that it couldn't suppress the excitement and couldn't stop muttering, "the enemy meets each other on a narrow road and falls in love and kills each other hahahaha——"

The sound of the ball of light stopped suddenly, and it seemed to realize that it had talked a little too much. After pretending to cough twice, it pretended to be calm and said: "Okay, you can change seats. Little Sirius is now guest number one, and Professor Snape is participant number one."

Snape had long been impatient to hear the ball of light say such nonsense words that he could not understand. He tossed his black robe, stood up simply, and walked down from the guest seats with a dark face.

"Oh, that's right!" The light ball suddenly thought of something, and the voice became louder again, "Since you guessed the dice correctly, there is an additional small reward."

A lottery box appeared out of nowhere in front of Sirius.

"This is really a reward~ You get what you draw~"

Sirius hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Dumbledore who was sitting beside him, saw the latter's calm expression, then reached in and took out a note as if making up his mind.

"To Youth," Sirius read out the three words on the note, raised his head in confusion, "What is this?"

The ball of light didn't speak, it just spun a few times quickly, and the water-blue light curtain instantly surrounded everyone, and when they opened their eyes again, everything was different.

Sirius still held the note in his hand, but he was no longer the unshaven and decadent middle-aged man who had been tortured in Azkaban for many years, but the young man who Harry had only seen in the photo album. appearance.

"Aging agent?" Grindelwald said abruptly.He looked to be only in his twenties, with a dignified and full aura around him, with a strong and piercing look in his strangely colored eyes, which abruptly passed through Malfoy and Voldemort, and landed on the young man with reddish-brown curly hair .

"It's not an age-reducing agent," Dumbledore replied calmly, as if he didn't feel Grindelwald's fiery gaze at all, he just lowered his eyes and looked at Voldemort, as if pointing, "The power of black magic, too. was eliminated."

Voldemort pinched the bridge of his straight nose a little irritably.

"I miss the days when I had a nose, don't you?" Guangqiu sneered unceremoniously, "It just restores you to your youthful appearance, nothing else has changed. Alright, let's start the game quickly! Haha Li, it's your turn to be next!"

All eyes fell on Harry for a moment.Harry felt as if he was back in his first year wearing the Sorting Hat, and he couldn't help holding his breath.

"I choose 5."

Rita Skeeter groaned in disappointment.She also wanted to ask some gossip or something.

Harry tried to steady his hand.He rolled the dice—

six o'clock.

Aberforth snorted.He has also returned to his youthful appearance, with red hair and blue eyes similar to his brother's, but his temperament is completely opposite: "Harry Potter——I have nothing to ask. Let's draw lots."

The ball of light swayed in mid-air, and the lottery box automatically floated in front of Aberforth.He reached out and grabbed a piece of paper: "What's your happiest thing?"

Harry hesitated.There are quite a few things that can make him happy. As for the happiest thing: "...caught the Golden Snitch and won Quidditch?"

Before he finished speaking, the ball of light interrupted him, with a little dissatisfaction in his voice: "I can test the truth and lie! If I lie, I will directly show the clips related to the problem to everyone. People look at it!"

Harry swallowed nervously.He hesitated for a while, and then tentatively asked: "It's... When you were in the third grade, you knew that Sirius was my godfather?"

"Bingo! That's it!" The ball of light let Harry go, "Aren't many people willing to listen to their true thoughts? My lie detector can detect all hesitation and lying! Your deception It’s useless hum!!”

He flashed triumphantly: "Okay, next - oh, Mr. Grindelwald!"

Grindelwald glanced at the ball of light coldly.He obviously had no interest in playing the game, so he chose the same number five as Harry, and threw the dice out with his hand.

two o'clock.

Hermione tilted her head, smiled apologetically at Grindelwald, and behaved gracefully: "I have nothing to ask about Mr. Grindelwald...the lottery is ready."

There was only one time for free questioning, and it was obvious that no one in the guest seats wanted to waste it.

Hermione reached out and took out a lottery, and her face flushed as soon as she opened it and took a look.She raised her head to look at the ball of light, and said weakly, "Can I change the question... This one is too..."

"Of course not!" The ball of light let out a series of laughs, looking very proud, eagerly urging Hermione, "Hurry up and read it~"

Hermione pursed her lips tightly, and quickly read the contents of the note in a painful tone as if she was going to die bravely, and then let out a long sigh of relief, and leaned back on the chair as if collapsed.

"If you had to choose, which of the people in this room would you use as the object of your sexual fantasies?"

Harry involuntarily glanced at the former devil beside him.Grindelwald’s bloody and massacres have made him famous even after decades, but now he is asked such a strange question——

Grindelwald sneered.

His strange-colored pupils shone with light, and his angular face was handsome and unrestrained. It seemed to be exactly the same as what Harry saw in Gregorovich's memory, but with a little less arrogance and publicity.

His unhurried voice carried a German-specific elegant accent, and his gaze fell casually but accurately on the brown-haired young man who was silent from the beginning to the end: "——why should it be an object of fantasy? It's not that there is no did."

The sound of air-conditioning was heard one after another in the room, and Harry trembled all over, almost falling off the chair.