Chen Ang stood at the door of the Mysterious Affairs Department of the Ministry of Magic. He walked down the elevator and pushed open the door. Behind the door was a huge circular hall with a dome high above. There was still the damage caused by the battle not long ago. The light around him was still frozen, showing a grayish-white, dry and white scattered. The damage and ruins caused by the battle were like a projection in the long river of time, and it was like an old yellow photo recording that moment.

Some Aurors who had no time to retreat were forgotten here. Some opened their mouths and wanted to shout, some had hideous faces, and some had a fearful expression before death - but they were not dead, but were forgotten here by time.

This is the 'Well of Eternity', a transit station leading to that dark plane without the concept of time and space.

If Chen Ang is willing, he can let the time here flow. This place is located in the gap between the real world and the spiritual world, and has very strange physical characteristics. The part of the Ministry of Magic is swallowed up here only occupies a corner of the space.

Chen Ang gently floated the void in front of him, and the damage caused by the battles around him returned to his original state just like the backflow of time and space.

When the dust settled, everything around returned to its original appearance - the doors and ceilings, the tiles on the ground, everything was black, and in the grayish-white tones of the entire space, it looked particularly remote. Some doors without handles were installed around the wall, and the walls were dotted with candlesticks that emitted pale light.

From beginning to end, the surroundings remain absolutely quiet, as if the concept of "sound" does not exist in the whole world.

Chen Ang stepped into a room, which was a rectangular room, empty inside, and the golden chain chandeliers hanging from the roof emitted pale light, making the place even more empty. Only in the middle of the house, there was a huge glass bucket filled with dark green liquid, with some pearly white brain marrow and brain tissue swimming inside.

"The brain hall... hides the research of the brain in the magic world." Chen Ang looked at these strange brain marrows activated by magic. In arcane vision, the brain flickering soul activation and the brain waves they emitted from the electromagnetic wave perspective made Chen Ang know that the Ministry of Magic did not know what method the Ministry of Magic used to make these brains still think.

"The brain in the tank!" Chen Ang whispered: "It's interesting...it's a little bit like the inner-snatching demon brain pool."

The scene in front of Chen Ang reminded Chen Ang of the brain flowers that diners love in Sichuan hot pot. The white brain flowers float in the bright red pot, demonstrating the unique food taste of the foodie empire. It is an evil art that makes the heart-fighting demons admire it.

Chen Ang has always wanted to try it very much. He put peppers, peppers, green onions, ginger and garlic in the brain pool of the Heart Fighter, and made a pot of Sichuan red pot with a strong aroma and ate it with the main brain and the Little Heart Fighter. Unfortunately, in the time of the Feilun World, Chen Ang was not able to let himself go, enjoy the present, and missed many of the delicious foods from the Feilun continent.

The blood of Guangdong people is ready to move in Chen Ang's body.

Chen Ang took a step forward and left the brain hall that hid many evil little secrets of the Ministry of Magic. In the next room, various clocks filled the entire space. They should have made ticks of all sizes, long and short, but in this world, all clocks and clocks stagnated. As the folds of space under the dimensions, no one in this world understands time better than Chen Ang.

He looked at the clocks of all sizes with interest. It was everything, different times, and in science, the essence of science, without reference system, time was meaninglessly described. In the magic world, wizards needed to use such means to touch a fur.

Every clock here represents a reference system time - the world of a certain wizard, a time of a bolt of lightning, through the time converter, back to the past time, the disordered and complex clocks vaguely depict the time scale of everything on this planet - but this has no meaning.

Chen Ang looked at the door in the time hall, and he took a step forward and entered the door.

The shelf towering close to the dome inside covers the entire space. There are countless crystal balls of all sizes on the shelf. Chen Ang raised his hand and emits a gentle white light, illuminating the place.

This is the Hall of Prophecy, which stores all the prophecies accumulated by the British magic world.

"No matter whether those prophetic wizards are reliable or not, they rely on their magic power to capture the trajectory of fate... What is hidden here are all the secrets about time and destiny in the entire British magic world... God knows how deadly this is. Even if the witch or witch who propheses just wants to know what his friend will eat tonight, it is also a secret about the coordinates and destiny of that timeline."

"In the Shushan world, this kind of thing that is even more terrifying than the birth date can allow an old demon who has accumulated a year to devil the entire British magic world, and turn all the living wizard blood sacrifices involved here into the devil, and live as a sacrifice to impeach the demons from outside the realm."

Chen Ang waved his hand slightly, and a crystal ball flew under the label with the name Harry Potter written on it.

"This is the fate of the Savior." Chen Ang said calmly: "In the entire plot world, the most important task prop in the established direction. The prophetic crystal ball representing the fate of Harry Potter. The identity of the Savior arose, and the Potters died because of this. Dumbledore chose to die alone, and Voldemort also died because of this."

The Lord God seemed to have sent some task prompts in his ears, but Chen Angli ignored it.

"If Voldemort wants to change his fate against the will of heaven... this is a very important thing... but to me, it's useless." On the contrary, Chen Ang attracted a few crystal balls and prophecies about the four founders of Hogwarts.

Dumbledore defeated the first man, Dark Lord, and his various emotional entanglement prophecies.

Newt Scarman, author of Fantastic Beasts, Prophecy of the Great Adventure in New York.

These water droplets picked from the long river of time and destiny can allow Chen Ang to swim in the right direction and reach the past period, but Chen Ang was not interested in this. He felt more and more that as he approached the truth of the origin of everything, things became more and more boring. He now wanted a angler in the upper reaches of the long river of time.

He enjoyed the endless and unpredictable changes in the future from the upper reaches of the long river of time.

This is a kind of study and learning of the plot plane created by the main god space. The main god steals the information and data, origin and laws of a universe by intercepting the timeline. Chen Ang reveals the secrets of the main god themselves and the timeline to further secrets through his research on the time ring of the main god.

Chen Ang put the crystal ball back to its original position and turned around and left the "Prophecy Hall".

As he left, the dome with white light above his head gradually became dark, and an inexplicable darkness called Morgoth slowly enveloped the Hall of Prophecy. Through the prophecy preserved by countless crystal balls, the will and power from Morgoth can penetrate into the fate of the person represented by the fate of the crystal balls recorded by the crystal balls, and even into the past timeline represented by the old crystal balls.

Widths of black air penetrated into the crystal ball, dyeing the white prophecies in the crystal clear crystal ball black.
Chapter completed!