Enraged at Snape, his desire to take a desperate move increased tenfold in just a few minutes. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info this also seemed to be written on Harry's face, as Dumbledore walked over from the window and looked at Harry more closely, his silver eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" "It's fine," Harry quickly lied.

"What upsets you?" "I'm not distracted." "Harry, you're not a good Occlumency Wizard...... the words ignited the anger in Harry's heart like a spark.

"Snape!" Harry said very loudly, and Fox whispered behind them in protest. "It's Snape! He told Voldemort the prophecy, it was him, it was he who eavesdropped outside the door, and Trelawney told me! Dumbledore's expression didn't change, but Harry felt his face even paler under the blood-red sunset. After a long time, Dumbledore said nothing.

"When did you find out about this?" He finally spoke.

"Just now!" Harry struggled to restrain himself from yelling. Then, suddenly, he couldn't control it. "You let him teach here, and he let Voldemort go after my parents!" Harry was panting as if in a fight, and he turned his back to the motionless Dumbledore, pacing around the office, rubbing his knuckles, and using the last shred of reason to restrain himself from dropping things. He wanted to be furious with Dumbledore, but he also wanted to go with him to destroy that soul fragment; He wanted to tell Dumbledore that he was a stupid old man who trusted Snape, but he was afraid that if he didn't control his anger, Dumbledore wouldn't take him with him...... "Harry," Dumbledore said calmly. "Listen to me." Just like restraining yelling, it is difficult to restrain walking around the house. Harry bit his lip and stopped, staring at Dumbledore's wrinkled face.

"Professor Snape made a serious mistake—" "Don't tell me it was a mistake, Professor, he's eavesdropping!" "Please let me finish." Dumbledore waited until Harry nodded perfunctorily before continuing. "Professor Snape made a grave mistake. He overheard the first half of the prophecy on the night when he was still Voldemort's men. Naturally, he hastened to tell his master what he had heard, because it was closely related to his master. But he didn't know—he couldn't have known—which boy Voldemort was going after and killed, or that the parents who died in Voldemort's murder would be someone Professor Snape knew, your mother and father—" Harry chuckled wryly.

"He hated my father as much as he hated Sirius! Professor, haven't you noticed how the people Snape hated died? "You don't know how remorseful Snape was after Voldemort read the prophecy the way he did, Harry. I believe that was the biggest regret of his life, and it was the one that prompted him to go back—" "But he's a good Occlumenc, isn't he, Professor?" Harry's voice trembled. Didn't Voldemort also believe that Snape was on his side...... How can you be sure that Snape is on our side? Dumbledore didn't speak for a moment; He looked like he was making up his mind. Finally he said, "I'm sure." I have complete trust in Severus Snape. Harry took a deep breath to calm himself. But it doesn't work.

"Well, I don't trust him!" He screamed as loudly as before. "He's plotting something with Draco Malfoy right now, right under your nose, but you're still—" "We've discussed this, Harry," Dumbledore said, his voice harsh again. "I've already told you my opinion." "You're leaving school tonight, and I bet you didn't think about what Snape and Malfoy might decide to—" "What are you going to do?" Dumbledore asked, raising an eyebrow. What the hell are you doubting what they do? "I...... They're definitely up to something! Harry clenched his fists as he spoke. Professor Trelawney had just stowed her bottle of sherry in the Room of Requirement, and then she heard Malfoy cheering and celebrating! He's been trying to fix some dangerous item there, and if you ask me, I think he's finally fixed him, and you're about to leave the school, and there's nothing—" "That's enough," Dumbledore said. He spoke calmly, but Harry immediately stopped; He knew he had crossed an invisible line. "Do you think I left the school unprotected when I wasn't there this year? I didn't. Tonight, when I leave, there will still be appropriate additional protections. Please don't imply that I don't care about the safety of my students, Harry. "I didn't—" Harry muttered, looking a little embarrassed. But Dumbledore interrupted him.

"I don't want to talk about it anymore." Harry swallowed his retort, afraid that he had gone too far, that he had ruined the opportunity to accompany Dumbledore, but Dumbledore continued, "Would you like to come with me tonight?" "Yes," Harry said at once.

"Very well, then: listen to me." Dumbledore straightened up.

"I take you with me on only one condition: you must obey any command I give you without hesitation." "Of course." "Make sure what I mean, Harry. I mean you have to obey even such commands, like 'run,' 'hide,' or 'go back.'" Can you assure me? "I—okay, of course." "Would you do it if I told you to hide?" "Yes." "If I let you escape, will you comply?" "Yes." "If I told you to leave me and run for your life, would you do as I was told?" "I-" "Harry? They stared at each other for a moment.

"Yes, Professor." "Very good. So now I want you to go get the cloak of invisibility and meet me in the foyer in five minutes. Dumbledore turned and looked out the fiery window; The sun radiates a ruby glow on the horizon. Harry quickly walked out of the office and down the spiral staircase. His mind suddenly cleared up strangely. He knew what to do.

When he returned, Ron and Hermione were sitting together in the common room. "What is Dumbledore going to do?" Hermione said immediately. "Harry, are you alright?" She added anxiously.

"I'm fine," Harry said briefly, quickly running past them. He rushed up the stairs into the dorm room, opened his suitcase and pulled out a map of the live spot and a ball of socks. He then sped down the stairs into the common room and braked where Ron and Hermione were sitting, both of them with shocked expressions on their faces.

"I don't have much time," Harry said breathlessly, "Dumbledore thought I was here to get the Cloak of Invisibility. Listen to me......" he quickly told them where he was going, and why. He didn't pause for Hermione's fearful gasps and Ron's hasty questioning; A little bit they should be able to figure out the more precise details on their own.

“…… So you know what that means? "Ha is done as fast as he can." Dumbledore wasn't here tonight, so Malfoy was clearly going to make a move. No! Listen to me! He booed angrily as both Ron and Hermione wanted to interrupt him. I knew it was Malfoy who cheered in the Room of Need. Take-" he shoved the map into Hermione's hand, "you spy on him, and you spy on Snape." Use any D you can find. A。 of people. Hermione, those golden Galleons for communication still work, right? Dumbledore said he had taken extra protections, but if Snape was involved, he would know what Dumbledore's protections were and how to avoid them - but he wouldn't expect you to be spying on him, would you? "Harry—" Hermione began, her eyes wide in fear.

"I don't have time to argue with you," Harry said briefly. "Take this again—" He shoved the sock into Ron's hand.

"Thanks," Ron said. "Uh-what do I need socks for?" "The thing you need bread in is Flyer Phase One. You and Ginny divided it. Help me say goodbye to her. I have to go, Dumbledore is waiting for me-" "No! Hermione said, as Ron pulled the vial with the golden potion out of it in awe. We don't need it, you drink it, who knows what you're going to face. "I'll be fine, I'll be with Dumbledore." Harry said. "I want you all to be okay...... Don't look at me like that, Hermione, I'll see you later......" He left them and hurried through the portrait hole towards the foyer.

Dumbledore was waiting by the oak gate. He turned, just as Harry came to a screeching halt on the highest stone steps, gasping for air and stinging in his ribs.

"I want you to put on the cloak of invisibility," Dumbledore said, waiting for Harry to get dressed, then said, "Very good." Let's go? Dumbledore immediately descended the stone steps, his own traveling cloak barely stirring the stillness of the summer air. Harry, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, quickly panted and followed him, sweating profusely.

"What do people think when they see you leaving?" He asked, thinking of Snape and Malfoy.

"Would think I'm going to Hogsmeade for some drink," Dumbledore whispered. "I sometimes visit Rosmerta's, or the Hog's Head Bar...... Or how it looks. This is one of the great ways to hide one's true destination. "They walked in the twilight that was gathering together. The air was filled with the smell of fresh meadows, lake water, and burnt wood from Hagrid's hut. It's hard to believe that they are heading towards something dangerous and terrifying.

"Professor," Harry whispered as the door at the end of the path came into view, "are we going to apparition?" "Yes," Dumbledore said. I'm sure you've learned to apparition now, aren't you? "Yes," said Harry, "but I haven't gotten my license yet. "He thinks it's better to tell the truth; What if he showed up a hundred miles away from his destination? "It's okay," Dumbledore said, "I can assist you one more time. They passed through the small door and walked up the no-man's alley shrouded in twilight to Hogsmeade. Night fell with their footsteps. By the time they reached the main road, it was already night. The lights flickered in the windows of the store, and they heard a hoarse shout as they approached the three brooms.

"-Get out!" Miss Rosmerta shouted, forcing out a scruffy wizard. "Oh, hello, Albus...... You're still out there at such a late hour......" "Good evening, Rosmerta, good evening...... Excuse me, I'm going to the pig's head bar...... I don't mean to be offended, it's just that tonight I want a quieter atmosphere......" A minute later they turned the corner onto a small alley, and even though there was no wind now, the sign of the pig's head bar creaked slightly. Contrary to Three Broomsticks, this bar seems to be completely empty.

"There's no need for us to go in," Dumbledore whispered as he looked around. "As long as no one sees us leave...... Now put your hand on my arm, Harry. Don't hold it too tightly, I'm just guiding you. Count three - one ...... Two...... Three......" Harry spun. A feeling of horror came over him immediately, as if he was squeezing through a thick rubber tube; He felt breathless, every part of his body was squeezed, almost unbearable, and then, just as he felt like he was about to suffocate, the invisible strap seemed to suddenly open, and he was standing in the cool darkness, gulping in the fresh air with the smell of seawater.

Harry could smell the salt and hear the rushing waves; In front of him was the moonlit sea and the starry sky, and the cold breeze blew his hair away. He was standing on a tall black rock, the sea churning countless bubbles under his feet. Harry turned his head to look behind him. There stood a high, steep cliff looming in the darkness. The massive rocks around, including the one at the feet of Harry and Dumbledore, looked like they had collapsed from somewhere on the cliff in the past. The scene in front of me was desolate and bleak; There was not a single grass or tree on the rocks, not even a grain of sand.

"What do you think?" Dumbledore asked. It's like asking if it's a good place for a picnic.

"So they brought the children from the orphanage here?" Harry asked, he couldn't imagine a better place to hike.

"Not here, to be exact," Dumbledore said. "About halfway down the cliff behind us, there was a place that could barely be called a village. I believe they brought the orphans there to blow the sea breeze and see the waves. No, I think only Riddle and the two young victims have ever visited. No Muggle could reach the rock, unless they were exceptionally good mountaineers, and the boat couldn't reach the cliff; The water in this area is too dangerous. I guess Riddle climbed down from above; Magic would have been more appropriate than rope. He also had two small children with him, perhaps to enjoy intimidating them. The trip itself was enough to scare them, you say? Harry looked up at the cliff again, goosebumps.