In fact, Harry had been a little dreamy about what had happened in Potions class until now, but that didn't stop him from doing what the books had done.

It can be said that this should be trust.

Van Lin had also studied the notebook carefully, even if he and Snape were quite familiar, but Van Lin had to complain about Snape's handwriting, like ants crawling, it was really dense and very illegible, but this did not hinder Harry's enthusiasm for the book.

In the following week's Potions lessons, Harry followed the half-blood prince's instructions for any discrepancies with Lebtius Poric's statements, so after four consecutive lessons, Slavhorn was almost overwhelmed by Harry's abilities, and he even said that he rarely taught such talented students.

With the exception of Van Lin, Ron and Hermione weren't too happy about it. Although Harry lent them the book to read together, it was much more difficult for Ron to make out the handwriting than Harry, and he didn't dare to ask Harry to read it to him all the time, otherwise it would look suspicious.

Hermione also steadfastly tried to follow her so-called "official" instructions, but the results were not as good as the prince's, which made her temper worse and worse.

Thankfully, Van Lin used magic to make a new copy of the book, and secretly helped Hermione make some changes, but the result was still not satisfactory.

Maybe it's just that the girl can't accept it.

Harry had been wondering who the half-blood prince was. Although the amount of homework did not allow him time to read through the Advanced Potions Preparation, he skimmed through it and found that the Half-Blood Prince had left his own notes on almost every page, and not all of them were about potion preparation. There are instructions for the spell everywhere, and it looks like he made it up himself.

"Maybe it's herself," Hermione said irritably as she said on Saturday night in the common room, Harry pointing out the spells to Ron.

"Maybe it's a girl. I think the handwriting is more like a girl than a boy's. ”

"His name is the half-blood prince," said Harry, "and what girl is a prince?"

Hermione seemed speechless. She just frowned and dragged her paper on the "Principles of Matter Reconstruction" back from Ron's hand, which he was trying to read upside down.

Harry hesitated for a moment, and put the worn-out Advanced Potions Preparation in his bag.

"I think we're still leaving, five o'clock at eight, or we'll be late to Harry to Dumbledore. Van Lin quickly put an end to the talk about Snape, but in fact, it still didn't get the girl excited.

"Oh——!" Hermione took a breath and immediately looked up at Van Lin, "Good luck to you! We'll wait for you to come back, we want to know what he taught you!"

"Hopefully everything goes well," Ron said, as they watched Harry and Van Lin burrow into the portrait hole.

"Who do you say the half-blood prince would be?" Harry couldn't help but ask, it seemed to him that Van Lin would always know something that no one else knew.

"I don't know. "Maybe it's some dead man, or maybe it's a former good student of Slahhorn, I think the professor should know something, why not ask him." ”

"Forget it, let him know I'm going to be like this because of this book, I think, it's not a good thing. Harry shook his head, looking a little regretful.

If he didn't even know Verlin, Harry couldn't figure out where to find the answer he was looking for.

Harry and Van Lin were walking down the hallway where no one was around, and Professor Trauney suddenly appeared around a corner, and Harry reflexively dodged behind a statue.

This left Van Lin a little speechless.

No matter how you look at it, both of them have a feeling of being a thief.

She was washing a dirty-looking deck of playing cards, muttering something to the side of her mouth. "Two of Spades: War Conflict," she muttered as she walked past the two crouched statues. "The Seven of Spades: A bad omen. Ten of spades: Atrocities. J of Spades: A young black man who looks very uneasy and doesn't like the interrogator—"

She stopped opposite the statue where Harry was hiding.

"Well, that's not right," she said exasperatedly, and Harry heard her shuffle the cards vigorously again, and set off again, leaving only the smell of cooking sherry.

Harry waited until she was gone, and then ran all the way to the wall where the stone beast stood in the corridor on the seventh floor.

"What's wrong with her?"

"Who knows, Professor Trauney has always been like this, and that's not surprising. Van Lin said, in fact, he had been high-speed that Professor Trauny was not some useless wit, but in terms of normal behavior, it was difficult to say whether it was an illusion or not.

If it weren't clear that the prophecy about Voldemort came from Sybil, it would be hard to imagine what Professor Trawney should rely on to continue teaching from Hogwarts.

"Okay. Harry nodded, he still couldn't agree with what Van Lin said, Professor Trauny usually looked like a magic stick, which seemed to help her gather those mysterious aura, but in the eyes of most people, there was nothing to praise at all except being stupid.

"What do you mean, Dumbledore taught us?" Harry couldn't help but ask, putting aside the Half-Blood Prince's affairs for the time being, but even so, Harry still had a lot of curious things.

For example, the future?

"I don't know, but I think it's the first day, and maybe Dumbledore won't teach us too many things, like the powerful spells that Ron said, I don't think so. ”

"I think so. Harry nodded, "But I'm curious what Dumbledore will teach us. ”

"We'll have to find out when we get there. Van Lin took two steps forward, then stopped.

"Still, I can tell you what Dumbledore trained me before. ”

"Training, you never said that. ”

"Ah, yes, because it's not necessary, and on the other hand, I don't know if it's training or not. Van Lin remembered the memories Dumbledore had shown him, which had been given to Harry, but they had taken them out early in search of the Horcruxes.

"Isn't it training, what do you mean?" Harry was a little confused.

"Actually, just some memories. "It's hard for me to describe, but it's true that there are some things about Voldemort and important clues to defeat him, and it's about Horcrux ......."

"Horcruxes?" Harry repeated, though he knew the concept of Horcruxes, but no one had ever explained more details to him.

Whether it was the number or why Voldemort did this, Harry only had some vague impression of this, he only knew that there were fragments of Voldemort's soul in it, and he happened to be able to feel him, because he was chosen, or rather, the enemy Voldemort was destined for......

"I think so, maybe it's Dumbledore's intention to reveal everything to you, and I think we should have only searched the depths of memory for details about Voldemort, which would be very helpful in finding Voldemort's weaknesses. ”

"Alright......" Harry nodded, and while that was good, Harry still wished Dumbledore would give him more guidance on magic.

Neither of them spoke for the rest of the journey, until they reached the door of Dumbledore's office, where they saw the stone beast, and the long silence was broken.

"Sour lollipops," Van Lin said. The stone beast jumped to the side, and the wall behind it slid to the side, revealing a spiraling stone staircase that Vanlin and Harry walked up and down, and the staircase led them smoothly up until they reached a door with a brass knocker that led to Dumbledore's office.

Van Lin knocked on the door.

"Please come in," Dumbledore's voice said.

"Good evening, Professor......"

"Good evening," Van Lin said as he walked into the principal's office.

"Ah, good evening, Harry, Van Lin. Please be seated," Dumbledore said with a smile. "I think you had a good first week back at school, right?"

"Yes, thank you, Professor," Harry said.

"You must be getting busy, I heard you've already been confined once!" Dumbledore said to Harry with a smile.

To be honest, this kind of joke still sounds quite awkward, a conversation between a student and a teacher, and the topic of discussion is whether or not you are locked up......

"Uh...... Harry was a little overwhelmed, but Dumbledore didn't look very stern.

"I've negotiated with Professor Snape that you're going to his place next week for confinement. ”

"Okay," Harry had more urgency on his mind than Professor Snape's confinement, and he was secretly looking around the room for something to suggest what he would teach Dumbledore tonight.

The round office was no different than usual: delicate silver utensils sat on the long-legged table, puffing out puffs of smoke and humming, portraits of the headmasters dozing off in their frames, and Dumbledore's extraordinarily beautiful phoenix Fawkes was watching Harry with interest from his perch.

It seemed that Dumbledore did not have a place to practice dueling.

"So, how about you, Professor McGonagall gave me feedback, and she added a few important lessons to you, and hopefully it won't affect you. ”

"Oh, of course, nothing!" Van Lin must have reckoned Professor McGonagall, and since Professor McGonagall thought it was necessary, then sure, it was necessary.

"I think so. Dumbledore smiled, as easy-going as ever.

"Harry, then," Dumbledore said methodically. "I'm sure you've always wanted to know what my course has in store for you, to use a nice word?"

"Yes, Professor. ”

"Well, I decided it's time to tell you something, now that you know what prompted Voldemort to try to kill you five years ago. He paused.

"You said you were going to tell me everything at the end of last semester," Harry said. It was hard for him to hide the accusations in his voice. "Professor," he added.

Listening to the conversation between the two, it is not difficult to hear that Harry still has a deep grudge against Dumbledore's decision.

They had only had a brief conversation since the events of the previous term, and then Harry had been confined to the Dursley house for most of the holidays, which was terrible for a wizard, but in fact, it was also a kind of protection for Harry, and Harry also knew about it, which came from his mother's efforts in her last days.

However, even so, Voldemort, who had been resurrected through Harry's blood, had apparently possessed the ability to touch Harry, and it was difficult to say how much point was left in doing so, but Dumbledore still allowed Harry to return to the Dursleys.

That's probably the idea of making the most of it.

But the first is obviously different, Voldemort's super destructive power has reached the level that Dumbledore can't limit, but this power is difficult to control, but for Voldemort, this is not a difficult thing.

It was a race against time, and there wasn't much time left for them, so it was necessary for Dumbledore to react in advance.

That's why there's what Dumbledore calls training now.

It's hard to figure out what Dumbledore's attitude is now, but it can't be denied that Voldemort must end Harry's life with his own hands, so as to destroy the part of Voldemort in Harry's body.

It was cruel, but it was clear that Harry had to go through a death.

In fact, if there had been a better option, or if Dumbledore had been younger, things would have been much more ...... Cruel?

Dumbledore would personally end Voldemort's life, as well as all Horcruxes, including Harry.

It can be said that decades ago, Sybil's prophecy was a joke, Dumbledore didn't have to bother so much, and at the same time, it shouldn't involve any death, vampires and other guys who were abandoned by the times early.

Van Lin ignored the conversation between the two, it was obvious that Dumbledore had come to explain his plan to Harry, although this did not include the link of Harry's death, and most likely, it was to re-read the memories of the Gaunt family, but this was no secret to Van Lin, of course, if there were memories of vampire ancestors, it would be a good thing, Van Lin had always been curious about how vampires found something about the Grim Reaper.

As far as mythology and progenitology are concerned, vampires are obviously not the product of the flesh and blood of the Grim Reaper, but they are all related......

Forget it, it's more comfortable to pet Fox, Crook Hill is not bad, it's better to still be Hermione, soft and graceful......

"So I did," Dumbledore said calmly.

"I told you everything I knew. From then on, we will leave the solid foundation of facts together, travel through the dark swamp of memory, and travel through the bushes of unfounded speculation. Harry, I could have been just as wrong as Humphrey Belcher, and he even believed that people would buy his cheese cauldron. ”

"But you think you're right?" said Harry.

"Yes, of course, but as you've seen, I'm going to make the same mistake as that guy. In fact, as – pardon – smarter than most people, my mistakes were correspondingly greater. ”

"Professor," said Harry tentatively, "is what you're going to tell me has something to do with that prophecy? it will help me...... Will you survive?"

"It has a lot to do with prophecy," Dumbledore said casually as if Harry was asking him about tomorrow's weather, "and I certainly hope it will help you survive." ”