It can open a new secret passage outside Hogwarts. This is an incredible magic, and ordinary wizards will never be able to do this.

Maybe this is the powerful magic left by one of the four founders who established Hogwarts. As the founders of Hogwarts, each of them has powerful power that ordinary wizards cannot imagine.

Harry felt a little nervous as he held the doorknob. He hoped that the Room of Requirement would grant his wish. Although this approach was outrageous, it also seemed magical.

The wooden door was slowly pushed open, revealing a dark room that exuded a musty smell of old wood. As fluorescent light balls flew in, the dark room was illuminated brightly.

It was a room similar to a utility room, with many broken sofas and broken chairs thrown in, none of them intact.

"Peter~Peter~where are you~"

Harry sneered and hummed a creepy tune. A dark shadow emerged from his body. The chaotic and evil aura from Obscurus filled the entire room in an instant. The black shadow that resembled a dementor

Although Ying didn't have the aura of despair, the temperature in the room seemed to have inexplicably dropped a few degrees at this moment.

In this extremely depressing moment, the red light emitted by the white ivory broke the silence.

"Torn apart."

The already decayed sofa seats were cut into small pieces under the power of the curse. The collapsed garbage pile raised smoke and dust, but a small vortex swallowed up all the flying dust.

"Come out quickly~ Let me play a game with you~"

"If you hide and don't want to meet me~"

"When I catch you, I'm going to peel off your skin, pull your tendons, cut your flesh, and feed it to you."

The increasingly gloomy tone seemed to make Harry become more and more perverted. Seeing this scene, Dumbledore turned his head and glanced at Grindelwald, but this guy actually had the same look on his face as Harry.

'How interesting.' Grindelwald gave Dumbledore a look, 'When you play games, you have to play them with a smile.'

Dumbledore, who no longer wanted to see the chaos and banter between the two, covered his forehead, but in the next second, the tuneless humming suddenly raised the tone of his teeth.

"I~ caught you~"

"Little mouse~Peter~"

The shrill squeaking sound was like the noise of fingernails scraping against a blackboard. The fat mouse lying in a pile of food and food scraps had its dark little eyes widened. Harry silently squatted in front of Peter and stretched out his hand.

The dark hands made him feel suffocating and desperate.

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Thanks to Cangyou for the 500 points~

This chapter is two in one. I went out for a swim today and stretched my rusty arms and legs. The third chapter is no problem. I will work hard to write the fourth chapter.
Chapter completed!