There was silence in the office, and a swirl of silver memories swirled slowly in the meditation basin. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you full, do you need another sandwich?" Dumbledore opened his eyes and said softly, "Well, it's time to talk about you two." Harry, do you have anything to tell me?"

"That's right, Professor!" Harry said hurriedly, a little hesitant, "I had a dream last night that I dreamed of Voldemort, who was with that vampire named Keresis, and that statue of the evil god. ”

He spoke out of the horrible dream, expecting to receive a response, but Dumbledore just looked at him.

There was neither particular surprise nor surprise, as if everything was expected.

"Eventually, my scar hurt, it hurt so badly that it woke me up!" said Harry, "That's all!"

"Oh!" said Dumbledore calmly, "yes, then, has your scar hurt this year, except for the one time that woke you up during the summer vacation?"

"No, I ...... How do you know it woke me up during the summer vacation?" Harry asked in surprise, glancing at Aven.

"Sirius told me that there is a connection between us!" Dumbledore said briefly, staring at Harry.

"Professor, do you know why my scars hurt?" Harry asked uneasily.

Dumbledore looked at Harry carefully for a moment, then said slowly, "I only have one speculation at the moment, and it is only speculation, not completely certain. I think your scar hurts when Voldemort gets close to you, or when he has a particularly strong desire for revenge, because that unsuccessful spell binds you to him. ”

"This scar unites me with Voldemort?!" Harry startled.

"You should know that this is no ordinary scar!" Dumbledore said.

He wasn't sure that Harry's scar had Voldemort's soul in it, but it was already eight or nine!

Otherwise, he would not have agreed to Aven's plan, and would have grabbed Barty Crouch Jr. directly.

After all that had happened, especially after Cresis had an exposed tour of Snape's office, it was hard not to know that there was something wrong with Moody, which is why he agreed to let Sirius infiltrate Hogwarts.

Now, the key question was how to tell Harry, or make Harry accept the fact that he had to be killed by Voldemort.

"Professor, do you think that dream is real?" Harry continued.

"Possibly!" said Dumbledore, "Quite possibly, Harry, did you see Voldemort?"

"No!" Harry said slowly, "only the back of his chair, but ...... He doesn't see anything, does he? He doesn't have a body, does he? yes, how can he take a wand?"

"yes. Dumbledore muttered, "How could it be!"

No one spoke for a moment, and Dumbledore stared ahead, as if thinking.

Then, suddenly, he woke up.

"Harry, is there anything else you can do?" he said softly.

"Yes, Professor!" Harry hesitated for a moment, then finally said, "Do you think he's getting stronger?"

"Voldemort?" Dumbledore sighed softly as he looked at Harry, "Everything that has happened recently suggests that his power is growing, but it's not enough...... Harry, you have to understand that there are too many forces in this world, and if he makes up his mind, there is no way for us to stop it, we can only choose the most suitable response. ”

Harry nodded as if he didn't understand, and from the look on his face, he didn't seem to understand too much.

But Evan was guessing that the power Dumbledore was talking about was the power of the evil god?

Or is it a more evil force?

This magical world is really not as simple as imagined.

There was silence again, and then Harry began to ask questions about the trial he had just seen.

The Bellatrix thing, the Karkaroff thing, the Barty Crouch Jr. thing, the Ludo Bagman thing, the Neville parents thing, and Snape!

Dumbledore patiently answered them all, telling Harry everything he knew, except for the question of why he believed Snape really didn't support Voldemort anymore.

Evan listened and could be sure that Dumbledore was not hiding it, despite the cruelty of many of the past.

As for Snape's question, Dumbledore said it was between the two of them.

After another half hour, Harry felt no reason to stay.

He glanced at Evan hesitantly, but didn't get up, wanting to hear if Evan had something to ask Dumbledore.

"Harry, I'm going to have to talk to Evan a little longer, and I'd like to ask you to meet Sirius first!" Dumbledore said quietly, "he should have come from Hogsmeade's secret passages, and you can place him with Hagrid." ”

"Okay, I'll go. Harry stood up and walked to the door, looking back at Dumbledore and Aven.

Evan was staring at the meditation basin, as if he had recaptured his consciousness.

Dumbledore stood behind the meditation basin, his face illuminated by the glittering silver light of the basin, and he looked older than before.

After Harry left, there was a long silence, and neither Evan nor Dumbledore spoke.

Dumbledore looked at Evan through the meditation basin, and that kind of gaze was unique and penetrating.

It was a terrible feeling, and Evan felt that Dumbledore could see through him completely, and he had to run the Occlumency Technique.

The pressure was mounting, he wasn't here to compete with Dumbledore for magic.

"Let Sirius come to Hogwarts, so you agree to that plan?" Evan had to ask.

"As I said, there are too many powers in this world, too many powers that we don't understand!" said Dumbledore, "and as long as the heart is evil enough, Voldemort can get a lot of help." What do you think Voldemort is going to do with that dream Harry was talking about, that statue of an evil god that glowed red?"

"I don't know!" Evan shook his head, he really didn't know what Voldemort was going to do with the statue of the evil god.

This is completely uncharted territory, and everything can only be guessed.

He didn't even know how Voldemort made the statue glow, hadn't that thing been sealed?!

Dumbledore paced back and forth behind the table, occasionally holding the tip of his wand to his temple, pulling out a silver glittering thought and adding it to the meditation basin.

The thoughts in the basin spun rapidly, and Evan couldn't see anything clearly, only a vague silver-white.

Did Dumbledore remember anything about the evil gods?