I swung my greatsword at Hogwarts

Why is Sirius there?

As soon as Harry was puzzled, he heard Sirius screaming again.

His doubts were diluted by that scene, leaving only worry.

Sirius' face was stained with blood, twisted and hideous because of the pain, but there was unyielding fortitude in his eyes.

"Unless you kill me." Without flinching, he faced Harry.

"It will eventually," said the cold voice without warmth. "You have to take it off first, Blake, do you think this is the limit? We have plenty of time, and no one will come."

"No, Sirius!"

Harry struggled and screamed, he fell to the cold stone floor, and he woke up.

But that scene still made Harry scream, and the scar burned like fire again, and everyone in the auditorium looked away.

He saw the worry and astonishment on the faces of Hermione and Ron, and Marchban exclaimed, and led the struggling Harry out of the auditorium.

"What happened today? Something happened to everyone." Marchban was getting old, and Harry didn't even dare to resist too much.

He was helped out of the auditorium to the foyer, still recalling the scene of Sirius being tortured in his mind.

"I'm fine, Professor, I just, just fell asleep and had a bad dream," Harry explained indiscriminately.

Marchban said with a distressed expression, "Everyone has the pressure of exams, and there is also the matter of John Wick. Maybe you can calm down outside before going back."

"No, professor, I've answered everything I can."

Harry just wanted to find someone to save Sirius as soon as possible. After all, he was mature enough to know how to seek help from others.

Marchban said gently, "Very well, very well, I'll put away your papers, but I suggest you lie down and rest."

"I will," Harry nodded desperately, his eyes flicking in the direction of the stairs, "thank you very much, Professor."

The March class ambled into the Great Hall, and Harry galloped up the marble stairs.

He ran fast and ran towards Professor McGonagall's office.

Arriving at the door of Professor McGonagall's office, he knocked heavily on the door, but got no response.

He didn't understand where Professor McGonagall had gone at this time, he was like an ant on a hot pan, searching everywhere.

Dumbledore was not at school, Hagrid was missing, and Harry thought he could find Professor McGonagall.

But now Professor McGonagall can't find him, who can he find?

"Harry!"

Ron's voice sounded, and he was out of breath from running.

Harry looked up, but he didn't see Hermione.

"What's the matter? Are you sick? Are you okay?" Ron gasped, just a series of greetings.

Harry hurriedly said, "Come with me, I have something to tell you, where's Hermione?"

He took Ron and ran to another empty classroom.

Ron said, "She went to the hospital hospital as soon as she finished her exams, and John was there."

"You should have seen John's situation." Ron was terrified.

This matter might become his nightmare.

Harry said irritably, "We've got to go find Hermione and tell her."

Ron asked suspiciously, "What is it?"

"Voldemort captured Sirius and tortured him under threat."

Harry and Ron ran towards the school hospital.

But now the school hospital is full of people. He hoped to see Professor McGonagall here, but he still didn't.

Snape hurried out of the hospital hospital, even seeing Harry indifferently.

Harry found Hermione in the crowd, and pulled her to the empty classroom.

"What happened to you just now, Harry?" Hermione said with the worry in her eyes, "John is sick."

"I know, but Sirius was captured by Voldemort," said Harry anxiously. "He was tortured and dying."

"What? How could you?"

"I saw it, and I saw it when I fell asleep during the exam."

Hermione's face turned pale, and she kept looking towards the direction of the school hospital, "But, but where is it? How did you catch it?"

"No idea," said Harry, "but I know where it is, a room in the Department of Mysteries full of shelves filled with little glass globes, at the end of the seven rows of shelves at No. 90."

Harry said in a trembling voice, "He wanted to use Sirius to get what he wanted out of there, and he tortured Sirius and said he was going to kill him at the end."

He is very helpless now, and there is no one he can rely on.

"How do we get there?" Harry asked his friend.

Ron stammered, "Where are you going?"

"Go to the Department of Mysteries!" Harry said loudly, "Go to save Sirius!"

"Harry," Hermione took a deep breath, she was terrified now, "how could Voldemort have kept you from being discovered by the Ministry of Magic?"

"How do I know?" Harry roared, losing his composure, "The question is how do we get there!"

Hermione was trying to make him understand that it was not theoretically possible that it was full of Ministry workers.

"I don't know, maybe the Invisibility Cloak, or something," said Harry loudly, "the Department of Mysteries is always empty anyway!"

"You haven't been there, Harry." Hermione corrected him, it was all just a dream.

Harry didn't think so. He had saved Mr. Weasley in a dream, so how could it be just a dream.

Even Ron thought it made sense.

Hermione's eyes were still looking at the school hospital, Harry blocked her view, "Sirius is going to die, Hermione!"

He expressed displeasure at Hermione's constant absent-mindedness, and Hermione knew it.

But...but there is also my friend over there.

She fretted: "I'm not criticizing you, Harry! But you do, kind of, I mean, don't you think you're a little too jittery?

Harry has done this more than once, and he always feels that only he can save someone.

When he was in the third grade, he thought that Sirius was the murderer of his father, so he wanted to find Sirius for revenge.

"You don't understand," Harry yelled at her, "I didn't have nightmares, I didn't have dreams at all! What do you think I learned Occlumency for? Why do you think Dumbledore won't let me see those things again?" thing?"

"Because they're real, Hermione, Sirius was caught, and I saw it!"

"No one else knows, that is to say, only we can save him!"

"If you don't want to go, wait here for John, fine, but I'm going because he's my godfather, understand?"

"If I remember correctly, you had no problem with my impulsiveness when I rescued you from the lake!" Harry yelled.

Hermione saw the Slytherins commotion at the entrance of the school hospital, it was John, and he vomited black blood again.

One of her hearts was suspended, and when she heard Harry's words, she said angrily, "What about John! How many times has he saved you!"

"Dumbledore wants you to learn Occlumency, otherwise those things come in, and if Occlumency is in place, you won't see these at all!"

"When will you be like John, and not be impulsive!"

Hermione's tone was so aggressive that Ron was a little terrified.

"Hermione, please don't mention John at this time."

"John's lying there now!" Hermione screamed. "He's not injured in a dream, but he's spitting blood in our faces!"

Ron was yelled at, and was speechless immediately.

Rather than a dream of Harry's, John really lay there.

The atmosphere suddenly became stiff, and Harry turned his head away without speaking, angry that Hermione still thought he was just dreaming.

And Hermione, her good friend was dying in the hospital bed, she didn't want to leave because of a dream of Harry.

Besides, Dumbledore made Harry learn Occlumency, but he didn't improve at all.

At this moment, the door of the empty classroom was opened.

It was Ginny and Luna who walked in.

They went to see John and heard he was ill.

When they heard the sound, they came over to check.

"Hello," said Ginny hesitantly, "we heard Harry's voice, what are you shouting about?"

"Never mind!" said Harry roughly, who was getting annoyed.

Ginny's face turned cold all of a sudden, "There's no need to speak in such a tone, I was just wondering if I could be of help."

"You can't help." Harry snapped back.

"Your attitude is quite rude." Lu Naping said.

Harry ignored her, a crazy girl.

"Luna, how is John?" Hermione was always concerned about that side.

Luna just came out of there, and she said in a trance, "Everything is fine, he said he was fine, and winked at me."

"Look, John's just sick," said Harry grumpily.

Hermione finally breathed a sigh of relief, but Ginny hesitated to speak.

Maybe John was just coaxing Luna, she thought.

She saw Madam Pomfrey's red eyes, and Snape seemed very irritable, throwing all the students out.

Hermione also knew that she had a bad attitude towards her son because she was worried. After she calmed down, she said, "Harry, we need to verify the reality of the dream. What if it's Voldemort's trick?"

Harry wanted to yell a few more words, but Hermione calmed him down a little bit, "How to verify?"

"Using the fire, Umbridge is now in the hospital, and no one will be able to check on us."

Luna's ethereal singing voice said, "We can use Umbridge's, her office is the closest."

Just do it, they headed towards Umbridge's office.

Umbridge's office door was not even locked, and they went straight in.

Throw Floo powder into the fire to connect to 12 Grimmauld Place.

Full of anticipation to see Sirius, Harry called out a few times.

It turned out to be Kreacher, the house-elf.

Kreacher told him that Sirius was not in the house.

It made Harry's face pale.

Everything seems to be going back to the fate it was supposed to go to.

At this moment, Umbridge unexpectedly appeared.

Her eyes were burning, she stared at the five people in her office, and said ferociously, "Where is Rubeus Hagrid?"

None of them expected that Ms. Pomfrey had found a bottle of anti-petrification potion left over from the previous petrification.

After Umri was rescued, the first thing to do was to settle accounts with that dog, and that big man!

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