Harry had a long dream, and it was his second dream of the night.

He didn't see the redhead woman this time...... Pity!

Harry was still counting on the same dream as he had last time.

In the dream, he came to a strange environment, which looked like Kingdom Cross Station from the decoration.

Harry wandered around the station for a long time and found an orphan.

The child was strange, naked, curled up on the ground, with rough red skin, looking as if he had been skinned, shivering under a seat, discarded, crammed there, struggling to breathe.

Harry was scared.

The thing was small, weak, and wounded, but he didn't want to come near him. But he moved a little bit.

Harry hesitated for a long time, but finally made up his mind to save him, only to find that the child was ...... It's cold!

“……”

Harry sat alone beside the corpse, a sad look on his face, but inexplicably happy in his heart.

He was taken aback, had he become perverted to this point in his heart?

But after thinking about it for long, Harry felt a sharp pain in his head and a voice in his ears.

It wasn't the redhead's cry that turned into Riddle and William's talking.

Intermittently, as if the tape recorder is in poor contact.

Then the station was covered with a blinding green light.

Harry's head was about to explode, and when he opened his eyes again, he opened his mouth in surprise, as if he could stuff a Quaffle.

Under the seat, another child mysteriously appeared!

Lying next to the dead baby, crying in that wah! Harry was so distraught with his crying that he wanted to suffocate him with his clothes.

But he didn't dare to do it.

What if it was his own soul?

I don't know how long it took for Harry to finally wake up from his sleep.

He looked up and saw Ron next to him.

Harry called out, "Ron, what's wrong with you?" Wake up, you're dying so miserably! ”

Harry burst into tears.

"He's not dead yet, but he's lost a lot of his life, and I've already given him potions, and he'll need to recuperate for a while." A voice came from the other side of the room.

William sat at the stone table where Riddle had sat before, a book of alchemy in his hand, and looked at it leisurely.

"Alright, stop shaking Ron, it'll aggravate his injuries." William flipped a page of the book without looking up.

In William's arms, there was also a bare ugly bird, which was woken up and couldn't help but raise its head and yawn long.

Harry relaxed, with William here, he and Ron were at least safe, and there was a basic guarantee.

Everyone knows that William is very powerful!

Harry stood up, walked over, and asked suspiciously, "William, why do you have a turkey in your arms, the feathers are all plucked, it's so ugly!" ”

“……”

Fawkes was furious and spat out hot phlegm viciously at Harry.

Fire Escape: Phoenix Fury!

It's a pity that it has just been reborn, and it is too weak, and the effect is about the same as that of a lighter, so it is just right to light a cigarette.

"This is Dumbledore's Phoenix Fawkes, who saved my life, not some Scottish hairless turkey." William touched Fawkes' bald head.

"Come on, fire baby, breathe fire!" William laughed and pulled out a lamb skewer from his safety sheet.

Fawkes winked wistfully and spat out another breath of fire.

William placed the lamb skewers on the flame, and after a few turns, the skewers were cooked by the golden flames of the phoenix.

William shook it, Fawkes opened his mouth, he gently put the meat skewer in his mouth, and it was clean in one bite.

"......" Fox was furious and breathed flames at William.

William laughed, flicked Fawkes's little head, took out a bottle of canned fish, opened the seal, placed it on the table, and motioned for it to eat.

The little phoenix jumped on the table satisfied.

"William, Tom Riddle is Voldemort, I resurrected him." Harry suddenly remembered something, and he said eagerly.

"It's the diary, he threatened me ......"

"I know, Harry." William closed the book and tapped his wand to conjure up a stool.

"I've already seen him, and when he came, he was waiting for me here."

"And after that, where did he go?" Harry sat down on a stool, desperate to know about Riddle.

"Come, drink some tranquilizers, you're in bad spirits...... It's strange, you've slept all night, how can you have serious dark circles and bags under your eyes. ”

William took out a bottle of potion from the safety watch and handed it to him.

Harry is the epitome of pushing the limits during the day and at night...... He didn't sleep in the middle of the night, appeared in a secret room, and played exciting multiplayer sports with Riddle.

Harry stared at the golden watch on William's wrist.

"The alchemical item I made, the safety watch, dug a small hole in this part and cast a traceless stretching spell." William noticed Harry's gaze.

"Stretching Spell Without a Trace...... You know that, right? ”

"Know...... Hermione also had an identical gold watch in her hand. Harry said enviously.

"In Transfiguration, Professor McGonagall saw it, and she picked it up and showed it to everyone.

Professor McGonagall praised the watch's high alchemy and of course its transfiguration skills.

Let's learn Transfiguration so that we can do it in the future. ”

William smiled, Professor McGonagall really went out of her way to trick the students into studying hard.

Harry drank the potion, and sure enough, he felt a lot more energetic, and his head didn't hurt so much.

He asked, "What about Riddle?" ”

"After a fight with me, he took you hostage, and after being angry, he was ready to tear up the ticket, and cast Avada on you to kill you, but the spell rebounded on him."

"How so?" Harry was stunned.

"Professor Dumbledore should have told you." William explained.

"Before her death, your mother cast a protective spell on you at the cost of her life...... That magic can prevent Voldemort from harming you. ”

"Voldemort's magic rebounded back then, and so did Riddle, you can touch your forehead."

Harry quickly touched his head, and on his forehead, there was another lightning scar.

Two scars,

One left and one right,

Like horns!

The old scar was gone, but the new scar was starting to hurt.

It turns out that pain can also be transferred!

"Is he dead, then?" Harry asked eagerly with his long hair to cover the scar.

"Nope. That's where I wondered, he ran away, but he also lost most of his strength, and it was impossible to appear anytime soon. ”

Harry breathed a sigh of relief.

He talked about what he had dreamed about in his dreams, the two babies.

William's brow furrowed. "You said you dreamed that one of the children died, and after the green light shone, another child appeared?"

"Yes, what's going on?" Harry asked.

William felt as if he had figured something out, but he shook his head and said, "I don't know either, I suggest you ask Professor Dumbledore." ”

"Maybe it's just a dream." Harry said indifferently.

He looked around again and wondered, "Why don't we leave and stay here?" ”

"That's a good question, we may never be able to leave."

William picked up the book again and said helplessly: "This room is a secret room set up by Slytherin, and only Riddle can open it. ”

"Aren't we trapped here?" Harry panicked.

"Pretty much that's it." William said calmly. "It's completely isolated, it's incommunicado with the outside world, you can't use apparitions, you can't use sound screws."

"We'll have to wait for Professor Dumbledore to find a Parseltongue wizard and help us open the door."

"But what do we eat?" Harry was feeling hungry right now.

"Don't worry about this, I've stored a lot of food in the safety sheet, enough for us to last a while."

William glanced at Fawkes and joked, "Don't worry even if you run out of food."

The phoenix can be reborn, and we can't survive it, so we cut off Fawkes's chicken wings, and it is badly injured and will be reborn again.

And so on and so forth, theoretically we have an infinite amount of food. ”

Fawkes was eating the small dried fish, and although it had no hair to fry, it was still holding a small yellow croaker in its mouth, and looked at William with horror in his eyes.

Come on, Dumbledore, your cutie is going to be eaten!

Damn it!

The wizards are really evil and smack!

William ignored Fawkes' cute glare.

He touched the other party's bald head with his right hand, supported his cheeks with his left hand, and stared at the old phoenix who had saved him several times, smiling intoxicatingly.

He smiled and asked:

"Fawkes, you've saved me so many times, and I need to repay you.

Do you have any other phoenixes in your family, my sister and sister's, I will suffer a little loss, I can raise them, the kind that eats and lives.

You see, okay? ”

Fawkes rolled his eyes and spewed out another breath of flames, nearly turning William into the same bald man as he was.

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(Thanks to the tips of the two bigwigs of "Hellcat" and "Hanhankong")

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