Chapter 587 The Mystery of the Department of Mysteries

In the corridor in front of the 'door that can never be opened', a tense atmosphere was spreading among the crowd.

Everyone was staring at the seemingly ordinary door, waiting for it.

Mike took a deep breath and then nodded towards the members of the suicide squad.

The latter ones laughed a few times and stepped forward without hesitation.

This was not difficult for them. They had already opened the wooden door and checked it before everyone was brought in. The reason why the wooden door was closed again now was just their bad taste.

"Zhizhizhi!~"

With a slight sound of rusty metal rubbing against each other, the wooden door was pushed open by the team members. Everyone outside the door was in high spirits at this moment, and a powerful wave even spread around Mike. With a faint blue magical aura, he was ready to receive an attack at any time.

However, when the team members moved away, the expression on Mike's face froze.

Because not only did nothing dangerous happen after opening the door, but what appeared in front of him at this moment was a seemingly ordinary room.

Mike and Arthur looked at each other, and they quickly made up their mind.

Arthur pulled out the jet-black polymer sword from his waist with a swipe, and walked toward the room with vigilance, while Mike followed him with a wand in hand.

This can be said to be the safest method at present.

As the two entered the room, the scene behind the door appeared in front of Mike in a more comprehensive manner.

From the surface, this is a very ordinary room, about twenty cubic meters in size. There is not much furniture inside, so it looks a bit empty.

The walls and floors of the room are entirely made of jet-black stone bricks. The place must not have been decorated, and Mike can clearly see the gaps where the bricks are connected.

In addition, perhaps because no one has come in to clean it for a long time, a thick layer of dust has accumulated on the stone tile floor. As Mike and Arthur move around, these fine dust also floats up, and the light shines through from the outside. In the light, Mike could clearly see them floating freely in the air.

Of course, calling this room ordinary was just because of Mike's first impression of it. As Mike observed more deeply, he still discovered some unusual places.

For example, the dense long scratches on the surrounding walls. Judging from the angle and shape of these scratches, these scratches are not left by monsters, but more like those made by humans in extreme anger or pain. masterpiece.

This can't help but remind people of many terrible things, but the strange thing is that there are no bones of any creatures in this room, and there are no blood stains on the scratches.

It's like... they were all eaten by something.

Thinking like this, Mike couldn't help but turn his head and look at the square glass box placed in the center of the room.

It should be a glass box, right?

Mike was a little unsure, because although the box was transparent, he didn't know whether it was because it was so old that the surface was oxidized and blurred, or because the material itself was translucent, so the surface of the box was seriously white. Although Mike could see through the surface of the box that there was something hidden inside, he could only see a rough outline and could not see the true contents of the items inside.

Making another tactical gesture towards Arthur, the two then cautiously moved towards the glass container.

This time, Mike finally saw clearly.

It was a square translucent container, about one cubic meter in size, and inside it was an old-fashioned tin water boiling kettle.

The hanging pot looks very old. Its surface is uneven and covered with stains and oil stains. The area near the bottom is even more charred, as if it had been repaired and used by an owner who didn't care much about it. Same for many years.

What is surprising about Zuizui is that even though there is no open flame or heat source in the room at this moment, the hanging pot is still making a "chirping" sound of boiling water, and the spout from which it pours water is also making a "chirping" sound. White mist is constantly emitting outwards.

It wasn't until this moment that Mike realized that the reason why he couldn't see clearly what was inside the container when he was far away was not a problem with the container itself, but that its interior had already been filled with white water vapor.

At the same time, the white steam in the transparent container also reminded Mike of the white mist that had diffused in the Department of Mysteries before, which made him take a few steps back helplessly, trying to keep a safe distance from the other party.

It was these two steps that caused him to step on a rough and hard object.

Mike carefully wiped the dust on the item with his foot, and then he saw its true identity.

It was a pure black stone tablet with dense Latin words engraved on it.

Since many magic classics are recorded in Latin, Mike, a scumbag in his previous life, also learned Latin in this world. With his identification, he quickly recognized the contents on the stone tablet.

‘Container code name: White Death. ’

‘Danger level: XXXXX. ’

‘Description: The White Death is a tin kettle thirty centimeters long and forty centimeters high (when the tab is pulled up). According to observations, there are nearly twelve ounces of unknown liquid left inside. These liquids cannot be poured out, and they always remain in a boiling state and emit white water vapor. However, the total amount of these liquids will not be reduced by evaporation. . The evaporated water vapor is no different from ordinary water vapor in appearance, and has no lethality to inorganic substances. However, it has the property of devouring all life and magic power around it, and after devouring enough energy, they will automatically It spreads around in search of more food. It is speculated that its spread range has no upper limit. Note: The formation method of the White Death is unknown. It was first discovered in 1940... (smoothed away). At that time, the affected area was 630 square kilometers. ’

‘Containment procedures: In view of the White Death’s special abilities, its first containment facility is a one-cubic-meter square quartz container. This container can effectively block all magic power, thus preventing the spread of the White Death. The second containment facility is the outer blocking protective light curtain of the Department of Mysteries. Although this light curtain can prevent the spread of the White Death, because it is made of magic power as a whole, it will still be blocked by the White Death's dormitory. According to experiments, the light curtain can resist the spread of the White Death for about three hours at most. ’

'Supplement: There is a movable door valve installed on the top of the first White Death Containment Facility. This valve cannot be opened by external means. It will only open on its own when the concentration of white mist inside reaches the upper limit, releasing the White Death. The user can induce the White Death to spawn a large amount of white mist by killing a large number of intelligent creatures in front of the first containment object, thereby opening the door. In addition, the valve has a timing function. When the opening time of the gate valve approaches the upper limit of the capacity of the second containment facility, the gate valve will automatically close to prevent the White Death from continuing to spread. ’

‘… (Being smoothed): Latecomers, please use this power carefully, it is both a treasure and the key to the door to hell! ’

Mike carefully read the contents on the slate, and his face turned pale at this time.

He still remembers the fragments of things inside the 'door that can never be opened' that Dumbledore told Harry in the original book. Dumbledore described it as 'the power that Voldemort fears, a thing called love. strength! ’.

So what he originally guessed was that there should be a large number of ancient magic arrays arranged in this room. After all, Harry's mother used ancient magic to block Voldemort, and Dumbledore described the magic used by Harry's mother. When casting a curse, the description used is also 'the power of love'.

But does the thing in front of Mike really have anything to do with love?

Mike's heart was full of complaints and was about to overflow.

He never thought that such a dangerous thing was hidden in this room!

Mike took a deep breath and rubbed his stiff facial muscles hard, which made the coldness in his heart subside a little.

I have to admit that the power of this thing is indeed beyond Mike's expectation. It can almost be called a nuclear bomb in the wizarding world. As long as it is used well, the effects it can achieve are simply amazing.

Even so, Mike had no intention of using it.

This thing is really too dangerous. If it spreads, basically the whole of London and even the whole country will be destroyed!

In Mike's opinion, the best way to deal with this thing is to destroy it directly!

However, judging from the fact that it is still well placed here, it is unrealistic to do so. If it could be destroyed, then those sages would have done so long ago.

At this time, the people outside the door also came into the room. Like Mike, after reading the content on the slate, their eyes instantly became frightened when they looked at the transparent square container in the center of the room. Some of them were timid. He even left the room directly.

Mike saw the reactions of these people, but at this moment he did not blame them. Instead, he waved his hand and ordered others to start checking the entire room to see if there was anything else present.

Mike gave this order just to try his luck, but he actually got hit by him.

After a period of searching, everyone found several more stone slabs.

Compared with the slates recording the White Death, many of the contents on these slates have been artificially smoothed, but some key information still remains.

Among them, the two most complete stone slabs record the existence of two other special containment objects:

‘Container code name: Time Twister. ’

‘Danger level: XXXX. ’

'Description:...(smoothed) has the ability to allow the user to travel through time...can change the course of time and must be used under supervision...absolutely prohibited...unpredictable serious consequences...'

………… (smoothed).

‘Container code name: Grimoire. ’

‘Danger level: XXXX. ’

‘Description: The Grimoire is a scroll 2 meters long and 50 centimeters wide. It has a dirty and yellow appearance and an unknown material (suspected to be human skin). Anyone who opens the grimoire and views it cannot describe the specific content described above, and will suffer unknown attacks. The lighter ones will die suddenly, and the worst ones will become monsters (generally expressed in the form of growing a large number of tentacles on the body or attacking sea creatures). The image gradually changes) but at the same time the viewer also gains a piece of forbidden knowledge. The only survivor who can still stay awake for a moment after watching the grimoire is... (smoothed). The following is the forbidden knowledge he recorded when he was awake: resurrection ritual, blood fusion ritual, evil summoning ritual Fall off... (be polished)... ’

…………(smoothed).

After reading the contents on these two stone tablets again, Mike felt as if he had discovered some incredible secret.

The world seemed not as simple as he had imagined, and there were more dangers in the dark.

Just like those containment objects that suddenly appeared without being man-made, Mike originally thought that the only such inexplicable thing was the White Death, but now it seems that there are many more such things.

Maybe even the resurrection stone and elder wand in his hand are part of the containment, but they are relatively safe and can be used directly.

After all, Victor had said before that with the level of technology at the time, the Peverell family simply could not create treasures of the same level as the Three Deathly Hallows.

When he thought of this, Mike's face became a little bitter.

Because there are already two containment objects missing, which means that there are more containment objects still wandering around. It would be fine if they are all of the milder kind. If there are a few more of these things and The white death-like XXXXX-level contained objects suddenly burst out, and this is a big deal!

After thinking for a moment, Mike raised his head and sighed with melancholy.

He figured it out.

The soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth. Since he can't solve this matter now, he will put it away first.

And Mike speculated that the ministers of magic in other countries also knew about this. After all, since the Ministry of Magic in the United States contains a White Death, other ministries of magic should also contain similar things.

If you can't fight, just go and communicate with the other Ministers of Magic. Anyway, with the strength of your legendary wizard, they shouldn't refuse.

After figuring this out, Mike finally regained his composure. He turned his head, looked at Benjamin and the others and said with a serious face:

"What happened here today needs to be kept strictly confidential. I will erase your memories later. I hope you can forgive me."

The elder wand in Mike's hand has been raised by him, and the magic light on it is preparing to go out, which means that he is ready to take coercive measures.

After all, it is definitely not a pleasant thing to have your memory erased. Mike thought that everyone present would not be too cooperative.

But to his surprise, Arthur and others breathed a long sigh of relief.

Benjamin even opened his arms directly and shouted at Mike:

"Come on, I don't want them to stay in my mind for a moment. This is simply torture!"

Hearing this, Mike was stunned for a moment, and then broke out into a bright smile.