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Chapter 452

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"Allen, Harry just fell asleep in the divination class. In the end, he held the scar on his forehead and woke up screaming. Professor Trelawney said it was an omen!" When Hermione saw Allen, she couldn't wait to tell him what happened in the divination class. She then turned to Harry and said, "Come on, Harry. Tell Allen, he might know what's going on."

Harry looked at everyone's inquisitive eyes and was in a dilemma.

Luna, who was carrying a bucket and pouring the last bit of food into the lake, said, "Hello, Harry Potter."

Seeing that Luna bought so much food to feed the squid, Harry's head unconsciously tilted back, and then he shook his head and said, "Hello, Luna. What are you doing?"

"I'm just feeding the giant squid some of its favorite food. You know, the Black Lake doesn't have any rivers or oceans, so there are no such things in the lake." Luna pointed at the giant squid that was still sunbathing on the shore and stuffing salmon into its mouth with its tentacles. She then looked at Harry who was in a daze and said, "Oh, don't be fooled by the way Demstrand's ship emerged from the deep water. It used other means to travel to the Black Lake."

Hermione saw that the topic was being diverted and couldn't help but come over and hug Luna's shoulder, "Luna, according to Muggle's research, the squid likes to eat this kind of food because it needs astaxanthin. But we should let Harry talk about his dream first."

"Come on, Hermione. Harry doesn't want to tell us girls about his dream. He's just being polite," Luna said to Hermione as she pulled her away.

Harry was surprised by Luna's insight. Indeed, he didn't want to talk about his dream in front of the two girls. On one hand, he felt that it was too scary, and on the other hand, he felt that it was embarrassing to tell the girls that he was scared by his own nightmare, even if the nightmare hurt the scar on his forehead.

Seeing that Hermione had been pulled away by Luna, Allen asked Harry gently, "Harry, do you have something to tell me?"

"Allen, I was in a divination class, but, uh … I fell asleep." Harry hesitated for a moment, trying to recall the scene in his dream. He wanted to express his meaning more clearly, and not let Allen think that he was scared by a nightmare.

He frowned, focused his thoughts, and tried hard to recall …

Allen patiently waited for him to organize his words, "That's understandable. Professor Trelawney is very good at divination, but obviously, she's not very good at teaching."

"Well, I had a dream," Harry said, "I think I dreamed of the Lord Voldemort. I heard his voice, just like when I was in the first grade. There was also a woman with a mouth full of bad teeth who liked to laugh, and a big snake … The snake opened its big mouth, and my scar hurt so much that it woke me up."

Allen just looked at him.

"Uh … that's all," Harry said, "You … Do you know why my scar hurts?

"Harry, this is not a small matter. You should tell Dumbledore about it immediately. Don't worry about disturbing him. Believe me, he'll be more than willing to let you tell him these things. " Allen knew the reason, but because he had an agreement with Dumbledore, it was better to let Dumbledore worry about how to deal with this kind of thing.

He couldn't just tell Harry that his mother sacrificed herself to cast an ancient protection spell on Harry. The lightning scar that was left when he cast the Killing Curse on Lord Voldemort was also the link between his mind and the Lord Voldemort's. When his mind was very relaxed, such as sleeping, it was possible to sneak into the mind of the Lord Voldemort. Harry Potter was actually a soul tool.

Allen looked at Harry and uneasily reached out a finger to touch his scar. He began to move towards the principal's office, and then he turned into a phoenix and disappeared from the lake.

Hermione and Luna strolled around the black lake. The warm afternoon sun shone on their bodies, making them feel warm and relaxed at the same time.

But Hermione thought of Luna's words just now and was a little worried that Luna could also see through her ability that she wanted to hide. She couldn't help but keep her Brain Seal in operation at all times when she was controlling the fried tail conch. It was as if she was born to be able to see through other people's thoughts at any time. If she also used Mind Extraction …

"Hermione, why don't we try controlling a few hatched fried tail conches that haven't eaten the long-shelled fried tail conch yet for the giant squid?" Luna tilted her head and played with her long blonde hair.

"You can even see through this?" Hermione exclaimed with her eyes wide open. Then she thought dispiritedly, "Even the Brain Seal can't stop her!"

"Of course I can see through it. When you used the Animagus next to Hagrid's hut that night, I was looking for the Ba hook in the forbidden forest next to it. Didn't you see me?" Luna's very light eyebrows and bulging eyes gave her a very surprised expression. Then she looked at Hermione and said, "Besides, don't worry, Hermione. Your Brain Seal is very well practiced. There won't be a problem."

Harry returned to the school according to Allen's suggestion and walked towards Dumbledore's office.

He walked through the corridor, thinking about the scene in the dream. It was as real as the dream on Privet Drive! He recalled all the details and tried hard not to forget.

Harry was so deep in thought that he didn't even notice the stone monster at the entrance of Dumbledore's office. He was stunned for a moment and looked back. He found that he had walked past it, so he went back and stopped in front of the monster. Then he remembered that he didn't know the password.

"Iced lemon juice?" He asked tentatively.

The monster didn't move. Harry knew that he had guessed wrong, but suddenly the monster came to life and jumped to the side. Harry was stunned. He couldn't believe that he was so lucky. He only made one mistake and the door opened on its own.

He hurried through the gap in the wall and up the spiral stone stairs. The door closed behind him. The stairs ascended slowly of their own accord and brought him to a door of shining oak with a brass knocker.

As soon as his hand touched the brass door, it opened on its own. He found Dumbledore sitting in his wide chair and looking at him with a smile. "Oh, welcome, my child. Is there something you're confused about? "

Harry told Dumbledore the truth about his dream. Dumbledore showed some of the past memories to Harry through the meditation basin.

It turned out that not only was Kakarov a Death Eater, but he had also betrayed many people in his trial. Even Snape was a Death Eater, but Dumbledore had vouched for Snape. Harry felt that Dumbledore must have been deceived by Snape. He always thought that everyone was kind and good.

Unlike Kakarov's nervousness, Ludo Bagman easily dealt with it. No one would believe that he was a Death Eater with his natural performance. However, it turned out that his position in the Ministry of Magic was introduced to him by the Death Eater Rookwood.

What surprised Harry the most was that the serious and high-ranking Barty Crouch actually sent his son to Azkaban prison with his own hands. The woman who appeared in Azkaban at the same time as Barty Crouch Jr. was the woman who appeared in his dream. Now Harry knew her name — Bellatrix Lestrange.

After talking to Dumbledore, Harry felt much more relaxed. When Harry opened the brass door of the principal's office with the custard biscuits that Dumbledore gave him, the nightmare could no longer affect him much.

"Harry," Dumbledore suddenly stopped him. "Please don't tell others that Neville's parents, who were Aura, were tortured by the Death Eater Bellatrix with the Unforgivable Curse and went crazy. He should be the one to tell everyone when he's willing to. "

"Okay, Professor," Harry said and turned to leave.

"And —"

Harry turned back. Dumbledore stood behind the meditation basin. The flickering silver light in the basin illuminated his face. He looked older than before. He stared at Harry for a moment and then said, "Good luck in the last project."

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