Harry continued.

He explained how Voldemort had emerged from the cauldron, told them all he could remember what Voldemort had said to the group of corpse eaters, and how Voldemort untied his rope and returned his wand to him for a duel.

Sirius couldn't sit still when Harry spoke out of the voice that had suddenly appeared in Van Lin, and he wanted to go to Van Lin, but no one knew where.

But when he spoke of a golden light connecting him to Voldemort's staff, he found his throat blocked.

He wanted to go on, but the memories of what came out of Voldemort's wand flooded his mind: he saw a lot of people, he saw the old man, Perthie. Joggins ...... His mother...... His father ......

He was glad Sirius broke the silence. "Wands are connected?" he looked at Harry and Dumbledore and asked, "Why?"

Harry looked up at Dumbledore, and he looked fascinated.

"Prior Incantato......" Dumbledore muttered.

He stared at Harry, and suddenly a flash of realization flashed between the two of them.

"Upside-down spell potency?" Sirius said sharply.

"That's right!" said Dumbledore, "Harry's wand and Voldemort's have the same core, and each wand has a feather from the same phoenix's tail. This phoenix, actually, ......," he said, pointing to the empty shelf.

"The feathers of my wand are Fawkes's?" said Harry in amazement.

"Yes," said Dumbledore, "Mr. Ollivander has written to tell me that when you left his shop four years ago, you bought a second staff. ”

"And what happens when a staff touches his brother?" Sirius asked.

"They don't work properly with each other. Dumbledore said, "But if the wand master forces them to fight, it will have little effect." ”

"One of the wands will force the other to repeat the spell it has used—to turn it upside down. The most recent becomes the farthest ...... And then there are the previous ones. He looked at Harry, who nodded. "That means," Dan Bodo said slowly, staring at Harry's face, "some form of Lily, as well as James, will definitely reappear." ”

"Yes, that's right. Harry muttered, "No wonder Van Lin asked me to duel Voldemort." ”

"So, Lily and James are resurrected?" Sirius said in a high-pitched voice.

"There is no spell that can revive the dead," Dumbledore said heavily. "All that happened was just a reversal reaction. The shadows of the living Lily and James will come out of the wand. Am I right? Harry. ”

"He's talking to me," Harry said, his voice shaking again. "The ghosts of my parents, or whatever he is, spoke to me. ”

"An echo. "It retains the looks and characteristics of Lily and James." I guess other things in this form have also appeared......"

"The former victim of Voldemort's wand...... An old man," said Harry, still choking in his throat, "Perthie. Jorkins and ......"

"Your parents!" said Dan Bodeau, quietly.

Sirius gripped Harry's shoulders so tightly that it hurt Harry.

"One of the earliest victims of the wand," Dumbledore said, nodding his head, "from the reverse order. Of course, if you keep that connection, there's a lot more to come. Good, Harry, these reactions, these shadows...... What did they do?"

Harry described how the figures who came out of his wand wandered in the golden net, Voldemort seemed to be terrified of them, Harry's father's shadow told him what to do, and Van Lin urged him to do it outside the aperture. At this point, Harry found that he could not go on.

He looked at Sirius, who covered his face with his hands.

"I say again," said Dumbledore, "that you have shown the greatest courage I could hope for tonight. Harry, your courage is the same as that of those who fought and died in defiance of Voldemort's obscenity. You've taken on the burden of a wizard, and you're up to the task. You give us hope. You come with me to the hospital wing tonight. I don't want you to go back to your dorm room, take some sleeping pills, and lie quietly...... Sirius, would you like to stay with him?"

Sirius nodded and stood up. He reverted to his big black dog and walked out of the office with Harry and Dumbledore, and followed them down the stairs to the hospital room.

As Dumbledore pushed the door open, Harry saw Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Ron, and Hermione surrounding the distressed Madam Pomfrey, as if they were demanding to know what had happened to Harry and him.

Harry didn't dare to look up, he didn't want to look at Hermione's face, and all of a sudden, Harry was a little hoarse, he didn't even say hello......

As soon as Harry, Dumbledore, and the Great Black Dog entered, they immediately came over and surrounded them. Mrs. Wesley let out a whimper.

"Harry, oh, Harry. She started running, but Dumbledore stood between them.

"Molly," he said, holding up his hand, "please listen to me for a moment." Harry has endured a terrible test tonight, and he has just recounted everything for me. All he needed now was a quiet rest. If he wants you to stay with him," he said, looking at Ron, Hermione, and Bill, "you can stay with him." But I hope you won't ask him until he's ready to answer, not tonight, of course. ”

Mrs. Weasley nodded palely. She suddenly scolded Ron and Bill as if they were arguing, "Hear me?" ”

"Headmaster," Madam Pomfrey said, looking at Sirius's great black dog, "I would like to request—"

"This dog will stay with Harry for a while," Dumbledore said bluntly, "I promise, he's well trained. Harry, I'll wait until you go to bed. ”

Harry felt a sense of gratitude to Dumbledore for letting others not ask him. It's not that he doesn't want them here, but he just can't afford to reinterpret and relive them.

In particular, how would he explain it to Hermione?

Explain why Van Lin hasn't come back until now, and most of Hermione's worries are now on him, but what if Hermione knows that Van Lin has also seen Voldemort?

There was no way he could hide it, as long as Hermione asked, he had to answer honestly.

"I'll meet Connelly, and I'll come back to see you, Harry," Dumbledore said, "and you'll stay here until tomorrow until I've talked to the school." ”

And then he was gone.

When Madam Pomfrey led Harry to a nearby bed, he saw the real Moody lying motionless on the bed at the other end of the room. His wooden legs and MONOCULUS were on the counter next to his bed.

"How is he?" asked Harry. "He'll be fine," said Madam Pomfrey. She brought Harry her pajamas and drew the curtains around him. Harry took off his robe, changed into his pajamas, and went to bed.

Ron, Hermione, Bill, Mrs. Weasley, and Black Dog sat around the bed curtains, each in the chairs on either side of him.

Ron and Homien looked at him cautiously as if they were afraid of him.

"I'm fine," Harry told them, "I'm just a little tired." ”

Harry quickly took his gaze back from Hermione's face, it looked like the girl was asking Harry about Van Lin, but Van Lin ......

Mrs. Weasley's eyes welled up with tears as she smoothed out his bedspread.

Madam Pomfrey hurried to her office, bringing a goblet and a vial of purple potion.

"Harry, you're going to drink this," she said, "it's a medicine to keep you asleep and not dreaming." Harry took the glass and took a few sips. Immediately he felt dizzy, everything around him became blurred, the lamp in the room seemed to blink kindly at his bedside through his curtains, and his body seemed to sink deeper in the warm feather mattress.

Before he could finish the medicine and speak, exhaustion brought him to sleep.