Thinking of this, Ivan's brow furrowed, Trelawney's prophecy undoubtedly proved that Voldemort was planning a resurrection at the moment.

It's just that the process may not be as I think...

Harry on the side was also in a trance, he gently stroked the lightning-like scar on his forehead, recalling the dream he had during the summer vacation...

"Harry..."

A shout interrupted Harry's thoughts, and he turned his head to see Ivan looking at him worriedly.

Hermione and Ron also noticed Harry's abnormality, and immediately looked at it without arguing.

"Do you have anything on your mind? Harry? Something to do with the mystery man? Ivan asked.

Harry hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

"There are some things that I suggest you better not hide in your heart, we're friends, aren't we? Maybe it can help you," Ivan said softly.

This time Moody's question made Ivan realize that his advantage in knowing the plot was getting weaker and weaker, and if he didn't want to be caught, then he had to find clues again.

Harry's side was a good point to break through, and if he remembered correctly, Harry should have dreamed about what happened in Riddle's mansion during the summer vacation.

Just as Ivan thought, Harry hesitated.

"About two weeks ago, I had a very strange dream at home... Saw a dark room with a lit fire next to it. And then... I saw through the crack in the door that someone was talking in the room, one of the short men was supposed to be Peter, and the other was like Voldemort's voice...."

"What? You said you saw Peter, and you heard the volt... Mystery man talking? Before Harry could finish speaking, Hermione asked in surprise.

"That's a dream, isn't it? It's not surprising that anything can happen in a dream! Before Harry could reply, Ron retorted.

"Nope! This time it seems to be a little different—" Harry shook his head, touched the scar on his forehead again, and spoke slowly. "When I woke up from my dream, this scar hurt terribly, and the last time I did it was when I faced Voldemort a few years ago..."

"Really? Are you sure? Ron stared at Harry in disbelief as he opened his mouth to say something, but finally swallowed it back.

"This must be some kind of foreshadowing!" Hermione was adamant, "I've read in divination textbooks that some wizards can sense when their relatives and friends are in danger! Dreams are one of the most common..."

"Do you mean that Harry and the mysterious man are relatives or friends? Come on, that's funny enough..."Ron said with a sneer, he felt that the textbooks on divination were not reliable at all, and they were all fools.

But they are prophetic enemies! It's also a connection, isn't it? Hermione directly interrupted Ron's words, and then without looking at him, she pulled Ivan with one hand and Harry with the other, and ran in the direction of the headmaster's office. Let's get to Professor Dumbledore! ”

"You wait for me!" Ron hesitated, then followed.

......

After running for a while, the four of them were dumbfounded when they arrived at the door of the principal's office, because they didn't know the password of the principal's office.

Hermione thought for a moment, then spoke tentatively.

"Cockroach pile..."

"Chilled lemon juice..."

"Toffee's finger cake?"

The huge stone beast did not move at all, and still stubbornly stopped in front of everyone.

"How about trying the honey candy?" Ivan turned to speak out, it was one of Dumbledore's favorite foods.

Click...

Just as Ivan spoke, with a muffled sound, the stone beast guarding the door slowly vibrate, revealing the staircase that passed.

"Let's go... Looks like we're in luck! Ivan smiled and was the first to walk in.

As they went up the stairs, Harry and Ron couldn't help but ask. "How do you know this can open the door?"

"Because Professor Dumbledore usually uses some favorite candy and drink as a password!" Hermione explained, then turned to look at Ivan.

It was only when she saw Ivan guess the password of the headmaster's office last time that she thought of this.

The four of them chatted and quickly entered the principal's room.

After many days, everything is business as usual here.

The only difference is that there are many papers and newspapers stacked on the central desk.

Ivan got closer and sneaked a glance, except for a few Daily Prophets, everything else should be about the Goblet of Fire.

"Hals, what is the matter with you coming to me at this time?" Dumbledore quietly turned over the file and covered it, and his eyes under the half-moon glasses glanced at Ivan and the others, and asked.

"Professor, that's right, I had a very strange dream during the summer vacation...... Harry gritted his teeth and repeated all the words he had said to Ivan and the others.

When Harry spoke of what he had seen in his dream, Dumbledore's expression became more and more solemn. Of course, he knew what that meant, which proved that Voldemort's power was being repeated in order to establish some connection with the Horcrux......

"How did you see that?" Dumbledore asked suddenly.

Dumbledore's solemn expression made Harry a little nervous, and he swallowed and stammered a little.

"I'm like... It's like you're lying on the ground and looking up, Professor! ”

Crawling on the ground, it's like... Like a snake!

The thought crossed Harry's mind, but he didn't say it, because it was so weird!

Listening to Harry's reply, Dumbledore's frown loosened a little, leaned forward slightly, looked at Harry at eye level, and continued to ask in a calm tone. "Do you remember what they said in the dream?"

Ivan was also staring at Harry, and he needed to know how the content of the dream had changed so that he could determine Voldemort's next move.

"They mentioned the World Cup... A guy named Nagini mentioned me—" Harry struggled to remember that scene again.

But now more than two weeks had passed since he dreamed, and the memories had become hazy as if they had been veiled, and the more desperately he tried to grasp the details, the faster they slipped through his fingers.

Only the deepest scene remained in his memory, Harry's face became worse and worse, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and the lightning-like scar seemed to ache again.

At last... Harry shouted almost menacingly.

"I also saw them in that room... Kill a man! ”

(PS: Today's one,)