HP Magic Biography

However, flirtatious words could not bring Harry much sense of security.

The bad connection with Voldemort was like a sharp sword hanging over Harry's head. He didn't realize it at first, but until those vampires rushed over with a clear goal, it felt very powerless to Harry.

Hey, listen to me, Harry, you should relax. Sirius put an arm around Harry's shoulder. He's Harry's father now, but apparently he doesn't know his godson well enough.

Um.

Harry nodded, he couldn't get anything useful from Sirius.

Harry knew the thinking of these adults very well. Hermione's way of thinking, only Dumbledore was the only answer to the problem.

Harry thought wildly, and he didn't know why he thought so, but it was always Dumbledore.

Harry didn't want to bother his headmaster.

Because of a dream? Because of some cranky thinking of children?

Dumbledore was too busy, and Harry didn't think he should bother him.

However, fortunately, he also has his method.

It doesn't take long to check the work of the defensive magic.

Sirius finished his work quickly with Harry, and the two of them entered the tent together.

Go back to sleep, remember, you are who you are, and there is nothing questionable about it. Sirius said, and then he turned and went back to Hogwarts to Mr. Weasley's room.

Poor Mr. Weasley was going to be out on patrol all night.

This night is definitely not peaceful, and any disturbance may attract the attention of everyone in the Ministry of Magic.

Anyone who couldn't figure it out was sure to receive a barrage of stunning spells from the Ministry of Magic.

Although he won't die, it's very bad to have so many stun spells on him, and it's hard to wake up.

Harry went back to the room in the dark, he didn't turn on the light, he was afraid of waking up his friends.

Ron has gone to sleep,

Harry could hear his regular purring, which felt familiar.

Now, he lives in a room with Ron and Fan Lin.

Harry, is that you? Fan Lin asked, the tingling pain in his body made him not so stable.

Hmm... Harry nodded, he knew that Fan Lin could see it, and the three years of life in Hogwarts allowed them to understand each other very thoroughly.

What did you do, I didn't see you when you came back just now. Fan Lin said, with Hermione's help, Fan Lin treated his wound briefly, which made him feel better.

Those wounds are prone to necrosis when they are frozen by ice, which is bad.

I'm going to help Sirius, you know, he doesn't have much magic power.

What did he do, check the defensive magic? Fan Lin questioned.

Well, yes, after all, he was attacked after he went out.

You are so nervous, Trevor dare not come back, he is no better than me. Fan Lin laughed.

Ah, yeah, after all these things go bad early...

Harry's mood was not quite right, as could be heard from his tone of voice, Fan Lin knew Harry too well, even better than Harry himself, after all Fan Lin had read Harry's life.

What do you want to say, Harry? Fan Lin asked tentatively. If he didn't speak, Harry might not be able to find a way to speak.

I want to say... I want to say, about...

That vampire, right? You've seen him. Fan Lin said, he knew exactly what Harry was worried about.

It was no surprise that Harry had first told him about the name Trevor.

The characters Harry had seen in his dream, he saw Voldemort conspiring with these people, and today, this vampire led his men to attack the venue of the Quidditch World Cup.

If Harry didn't find it strange, then it wasn't Harry, and Fan Lin could even suspect that someone else had come.

Yes, you know, I've seen him, in a house... with... Voldemort.

Harry said with an ugly face, he felt terrible when he thought of the name Voldemort, he hated the name so much.

Voldemort's influence had always been on his mind since he was a child.

After entering the magic world, he knew that those strange images came from a powerful and bad wizard.

It feels terrible, I don't know what it means, but it always makes me feel like, I can know something, but I can't do anything, it feels so powerless.

Harry, you should know that there is some connection between Voldemort and you. Fan Lin said with a frown.

I know, he left this on my head. Harry pointed to the scar on his finger. It just hurt.

What now? Fan Lin asked.

It doesn't hurt anymore, it's the same as before, it seems that Voldemort's men have really left.

Van Lin paused, Harry was more perceptive than he imagined, and it seemed that he had discovered something himself.

Dumbledore would be very happy if he found out, but at the same time, such a Harry would be very troublesome. For Dumbledore, but, who knows?

Voldemort...is he back? Harry asked.

Ah... Fan Lin nodded, With the help of Trevor.

Sure enough, otherwise they would not be able to attack... So, what I saw is true?

You can't say that, Harry. Fan Lin said.

You know, the connection between Voldemort and you is incomplete, so when he is still weak, you can see most of the truth, but when he is fully recovered, you can only see him. What I want to show you.

Fan Lin said with some embarrassment, To be honest, there is no way to deal with it. You know, I have been researching this kind of thing since the first grade, but I didn't find any way, and Occlumency is the only way to deal with it now. feasible way.

However, I tried, but I couldn't find the state you mentioned at all, and I couldn't even empty my brain. Harry said a little frustrated.

It needs training, Harry. Fan Lin said, I can ask Professor Snape about his Occlumency technique when I get back to Hogwarts...

This is really too bad. Harry frowned, feeling very irritable.

Harry, you must remain calm and not be influenced by Voldemort's will. If you can influence him in reverse, then you will have the ability to defeat him.

It's hard...

It is difficult, but it is not impossible... There is still a long time...

Fan Lin smiled, maybe Harry would believe this, but he himself...

He was trying to get Harry to fall into Voldemort's hands under his control.

Harry nodded, and he was lying on the bed.

Ron's snoring was much quieter, and the two of them were afraid that Ron would hear these bad topics, so naturally they didn't continue.