Chapter 450: Dreams
"Ellen, Harry just fell asleep in the divination class and finally woke up with the scar on his forehead and screaming at the sound of himself, Professor Trelawney said it was an omen!" Hermione saw Eren and couldn't wait to tell Alan what had just happened in the divination class, and then turned to Harry: "Come on Harry, tell Alan that he might know what's going on."
Harry looked at everyone's inquiring gaze and was in a quandary.
Luna, who was carrying a bucket to pour the last bit of food into the lake, said, "Hello, Harry Potter. β
Seeing that Luna bought so much food just to feed the squid, Harry's head tilted back unconsciously, and then shook his head: "Hey Luna, what are you?"
"Just give the giant squid something he likes best, you know, the black lake doesn't flow into any rivers or oceans, so there's none of that in the lake. Luna pointed to the giant squid that was still basking in the sun while stuffing salmon into her mouth with her wrist and feet, and then looked at Harry in a daze: "Oh, don't be fooled by the way the Durmstrang boat floated out of the deep water, it shuttled into the Black Lake by other means." β
Hermione watched the topic being pulled away, and couldn't help but come over and put her arm around Luna's shoulder: "Luna, according to Muggle research, squid likes to eat this kind of thing because it needs astaxanthin, but we should let Harry talk about his dreams first." β
"Come on Hermione, Harry didn't want to tell us about his dreams, these girls knew, he was just too embarrassed to say it out of politeness. Luna said to Hermione as she pulled her away.
Harry was amazed at Luna's insight, and indeed he didn't want to tell the dream in front of the two girls, on the one hand, he thought it was too scary, and on the other hand, he felt that it was a shame to describe to the girls that he belonged to Greenffindor and was frightened by his own nightmare, even if the nightmare caused a lot of pain on his forehead.
Seeing that Hermione had been pulled away by Luna, Alan asked Harry in a gentle tone, "Harry, is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Alan, I'm in divination class, but, uh- I'm asleep. Harry hesitated, trying to remember what he had dreamed of, he wanted to make his meaning clearer and not make Alan feel like he was frightened by a nightmare.
He frowned, concentrating his thoughts, desperately reminiscing......
Alan waited patiently for him to organize the language: "Understandably, Professor Trelawney is very good at prophecy, but obviously not too good at class. β
"Well, I had a dream," said Harry, "I think I dreamed of Voldemort, and I heard his voice, just like I did in the first year, and there was a woman with bad teeth and a laughing woman, and a big snake...... The snake opened its big mouth, and my scar hurt, and it hurt so badly that it woke me up. β
Alan just looked at him.
"Uhβthat's all. Harry said, "You- do you know why my scar hurts?"
"Harry, this is no small matter, you should tell Dumbledore about it immediately. Don't worry about disturbing him, trust me, he'll be more than willing for you to talk to him about these things. "Eren knows why, but because he has an agreement with Dumbledore, this kind of thing still makes Dumbledore worry about how to deal with it.
He couldn't tell Harry directly that the ancient protective spell her mother had cast for Harry at her own expense had rebounded, and that the lightning scar she had left behind during Voldemort's killing spell was the link between him and Voldemort's mind. When his consciousness is very relaxed, such as when he is sleeping, it is possible to sneak into Voldemort's mind, and Harry Potter is actually a Horcrux.
Alan watched as Harry distraughtly reached out a finger and stroked his scar. It began to move towards the principal's room, and immediately after moving, it also turned into a phoenix and disappeared into the lake.
Hermione and Luna walked around the Black Lagoon, the warm afternoon sun soaking their bodies, warming people and relaxing their nerves.
But Hermione thought of what Luna had just said, and was a little worried that Luna could also see through the ability she wanted to hide - controlling the fried tail snail, and couldn't help but let her brain occlusion be in a state of operation all the time, as if she was born to see through other people's thoughts at any time, if she used the Dementor again......
"Hermione, why don't we try a few of the hatched fried tail snails that haven't been eaten yet?" Luna tilted her head, playing with her long blond hair.
"So you can see that?" Hermione's eyes widened and she exclaimed, then she thought decadently, "Even Occlumency can't stop her!"
"Of course I can see that when you used the Animagus next to Hagrid's hut that night, I was looking for the Hook in the Forbidden Forest next to it, didn't you see me?" Luna's pale eyebrows and bulging eyes gave her a look of surprise all the time, and then she and Hermione looked at each other, "Also, don't worry Hermione, your Occlumency is doing well. β
Harry followed Alan's advice and went back to the school and headed for Dumbledore's office.
He walked through the hallway, thinking about the dream, as real as the one on Privet Road!
Harry pondered, walking past the stone monster at the entrance to Dumbledore's office, without noticing. He was stunned for a moment, looked back, and realized that he had passed, and then he returned and stopped in front of the monster. That's when he remembered that he didn't know the password.
"Chilled lemonade?" he asked tentatively.
The monster didn't move. Harry knew he had guessed wrong, but suddenly, the monster came alive and jumped to the side. Harry was stunned, he couldn't believe that he was so lucky, he was wrong once, and the door opened on its own.
He hurried through the gap in the wall and stepped up the spiral stone staircase, the door closing behind him. The staircase slowly ascended automatically, leading him to a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker.
No sooner had his hand touched the brass door than it opened. He found that Dumbledore was sitting in his large chair, looking at him with a smile on his face, "Oh, welcome, my child. Are you confused?"
Harry told Dumbledore what he had dreamed about, and Dumbledore revealed some of his past memories to Harry through the meditation basin.
It turned out that Karkaroff was not only a Death Eater, but also betrayed many people at his trial, and even Snape was a Death Eater, but Dumbledore vouched for Snape. Harry felt that Dumbledore must have been deceived by Snape, and he always felt that everyone was a good and good person.
Unlike Karkaroff's nervousness, Ludo Bagman coped with ease, and his ease of performance would have made no one believe he was a Death Eater. However, it turned out that his position in the Ministry of Magic was introduced to him by the Death Eater Luke Wood.
What surprised Harry the most was that Barty Crouch, who was serious and in a high position, had sent his son to Azkaban Prison with his own hands, and it was the woman who appeared in his dream who was imprisoned in Azkaban at the same time as Barty Crouch Jr., and now Harry knew her name - Bellatrix Lestrange.
After the interview with Dumbledore, Harry felt much more relaxed. When Harry pulled open the brass door of the Headmaster's room with the custard biscuit Dumbledore had given him, the nightmare didn't affect him too much.
"Harry," Dumbledore called out to him, "please don't tell anyone about Neville's parents. It is up to him to tell everyone when he is willing to speak. β
"Yes, Professor. Harry said, turning to leave.
"And-"
Harry looked back. Dumbledore stood behind the meditation basin, his face illuminated by the glittering silver light of the basin, and he looked older than before. He stared at Harry for a moment, then said, "Good luck with the last item." β
After Harry left, Alan lifted his invisibility in the headmaster's office and sat down where Harry had just been.