It's just a Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Chapter 241 Nightmare
"It must have been in Potions class just now. Snape put too much pressure on you, Harry, and it's making you crazy. There's nothing here."

They took the straw and walked around the empty classroom without finding anything, Ron shrugged and said.

Harry always felt that he was right. There was indeed a strange thing looking at him through the window pane of this classroom just now, but the fact was that there was really nothing here.

In the end, they left the classroom, and Harry threw the straw into the trash can.

"Don't keep talking about the Triwizard Tournament with Seamo and the others. You must finish your homework for the defense class today, and I will definitely not copy it for you again."

"Hermione, you always say that."

"I'm serious this time! Also, have you introduced our SPEW to others? So that more people can join us."

"I'm not in the mood to advertise that I'm a member of a group called Vomit."

"I've been thinking about writing a letter to Sirius recently, and I don't have time to think about it for now."

"You are always like this! Forget it, at worst, I will go to Professor Forrest, and he will definitely support me."

"Oh, yes, it's good of you to think Hermione, when the time comes the professor will say 'Hermione, I'm sure your great cause of freeing the house-elves will be successful! "Then you can give up that ideal."

The three of them chatted and went away, and just after they left, in the shadow of the empty classroom, an arm made of dead branches slowly stretched out, and the tattered kerosene lamp lightly touched the arm. shaking.

Then, a faint orange flame flickered from the kerosene lamp.

That night, Harry had a nightmare.

He dreamed that he was caught by Voldemort, and the devil who couldn't see his face laughed and pointed his wand at him and used the death curse.

He was hit by the Killing Curse, but he didn't die. Lily once again endured this death for him, and finally could only watch him leave infinitely nostalgic eyes and finally disappear.

Harry sat up suddenly on the bed, gasping for breath.

Staring at the night sky outside the window, he waited for him to calm down completely before checking the current time.

It was three o'clock in the morning, and it was still a while before dawn, but Harry couldn't sleep now, and he sat on the bed, not daring to call Lily out.

While he was in a daze, he suddenly heard movement from Ron's bed.

"Ron?"

Harry gave a soft cry, and Ron, panting, drew back the curtains on his own bed.

"I'm having a nightmare!" He lowered his voice, but he could clearly hear his fear and nervousness, "I dreamed that our family was all dead, Mom and Dad, Bill, Charlie, they were all killed!"

Harry frowned.

"This is very wrong."

Ron looked at him in surprise.

"You had the same nightmare?"

Harry couldn't reveal anything about Lily, he just nodded vaguely.

"I just woke up from a nightmare too."

In the dormitory, Seamus seemed to be affected by their conversation, and turned over with his mouth babbling. Neville's snoring sound was still so gentle, obviously his sleep quality was very good.

Ron got out of his bed and drank a glass of cold water, and soon he calmed down.

"It might just be a coincidence. The two of us just had a nightmare together." He pretended to be relaxed and said.

However, Harry felt that things were not that simple. Even now, he still couldn't forget the feeling of being spied upon in the empty classroom this afternoon.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was not his illusion, and there was indeed something watching them in that classroom.

It's just that he didn't say anything more to Ron. He could feel that Ron was actually a little scared now and didn't want to talk too much about this.

The two of them didn't feel sleepy for the time being, they just chatted quietly, discussing the matter of the Triwizard Tournament until dawn.

Fortunately, today is the weekend, otherwise, with their current listless appearance, no matter which professor's class they go to, they will be deducted a lot of points.

In the common room, Harry and Ron sat in front of the fireplace and waited for Hermione to come out before going to breakfast together.

It didn't take long for them to see Hermione, who was also fixed in a black circle, and who obviously didn't sleep well, came out of the girls' dormitory.

Harry and Ron froze for a moment, they looked at each other, and then asked Hermione in unison.

"Did you have a nightmare last night too?"

Hermione's mood looked messed up, she was sitting on the single sofa decadently.

"I dreamed that dark wizards found my house. Like those wizards who made trouble in the Quidditch World Cup, they hung my parents in the sky. My wand was taken away by them. I could only scream and watch They fell to the ground and died, but they couldn't do anything."

Harry and Ron looked at each other again, this time with an increasingly disbelieving look in their eyes.

Hermione finally realized what was wrong with them at this time, and looked up at the two of them.

"You said "also"?"

Harry looked serious.

"Ron and I had the same nightmare in the middle of the night and were woken up. We thought it was just a coincidence."

Hermione saw reality more clearly.

"It can't be a coincidence! The odds of three connected people having nightmares together on the same night are too low, too low, and none of us have been frightened during the day."

Harry thought of something, he mused.

"I think it still has something to do with that classroom. At that time, I always felt that someone was staring at us."

Ron couldn't help shivering.

"But when we went in, there was obviously no one inside."

They didn't sleep well all night, and now they were hungry enough, so they got up and walked to the auditorium while chatting.

"Maybe there are some strange ghosts there. I've read in some magic books that some evil spirits will suck the vitality of living people and make them have nightmares at night."

Hermione said seriously.

Harry looked at them, asking tentatively.

"Why don't we go to that classroom after we finish breakfast?"

Hermione agreed, and Ron, although looking a little scared, eventually agreed to go with them.

After breakfast, they went to the empty classroom on the basement floor of the castle together.

The inside is no different from when they came in yesterday, because it is underground, there is no sunlight to come in, and there is no lighting thing. We can only rely on some light coming in from the corridor, so as not to make the whole classroom dark. No fingers.

(End of this chapter)