Peace and Friendship Hogwarts

After Sirius and Lucius Malfoy left, Dumbledore sat back in his chair and looked down at his own wrist with golden threads.

Lucius Malfoy will most likely never return to Voldemort's camp.

If Tom were resurrected, Harry would definitely not be the first person he wanted to kill.

The first thing he wanted to solve was definitely the Malfoy family.

Although the resurrected Voldemort needs the power and money of the Malfoy family, he also needs to severely punish or kill Malfoy to re-establish his authority.

To those pure-blood wizards, to those who betrayed him.

Dumbledore stroked the elder wand and sighed softly. He could only feel sorry for Severus Snape once again.

For Harry, for the wizarding world.

Ron sat on the bed and looked with relief at Harry who finally fell asleep. After taking a big breath, he happily buried himself in the warm quilt.

Merlin, Harry finally fell asleep!

All night long, Harry kept murmuring in his ear how soft and slim Malfoy's waist was.

Come on, he really doesn't want to know how thin Malfoy's waist is!

He didn't want to care whether Malfoy had a good meal or not!

Ron couldn't help but let out a sigh as he buried his head into the pillow.

Merlin, love is really scary.

Harry didn't sleep very peacefully.

Draco in the dream was wearing a decent white suit, and his platinum blond hair that had been gently caressed seemed to be dancing in the air. Draco stood in a field of roses and lilies like an angel that couldn't be turned away. The flower bordered the place, smiled at him, and stretched out her hand to him.

Harry was pleasantly surprised and just about to reach out and hold the white skin in front of him, all the scenes suddenly changed as the world was spinning.

Draco, as pure as an elf, disappeared.

Harry was a little confused. The place he was in was dark and dull. It seemed like a mansion that had been unoccupied for a long time.

Maybe because there was no one around, no one turned on the lights in the room.

A deep corridor suddenly appeared on the left, and Harry felt himself walking towards it uncontrollably.

He was horrified to see a man lying on the ground in a dark environment, his whole body trembling. Harry could not see the man's face clearly.

When he wanted to get closer, a long and thick snake suddenly crawled in from the right side.

The huge orange snake eyes glanced at where Harry was standing, and crawled toward him very quickly as if it had discovered Harry.

"Good boy, Nagini."

"Go ahead and enjoy your dinner."

Harry was horrified to hear a hissing sound coming from his own mouth.

It's snake language!

He was letting the big snake named Nagini eat the man kneeling on the ground!

Thick blood filled Harry's eyes, and he could clearly see the bloody man in the snake's mouth with its sharp fangs exposed.

His stomach was churning, and Harry couldn't help but want to vomit.

When Ron was awakened by Harry's scream, he found Harry lying on the bed, his whole body trembling, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, and hissing in a dark and hoarse voice.

This is the parsel language that Harry used in his second year!

Ron frowned and immediately reached out his hand to shake Harry awake.

After Harry was shaken awake by Ron, he straightened up like a corpse. After pausing for a moment, he took a deep breath. Ignoring the sweat all over his face, he rushed to the toilet with bare feet and vomited wildly.

The giant snake named Nagini.

A gloomy hoarse snake language.

A cold and cruel order.

Voldemort's name came directly to Harry's mind without any hindrance.

After Harry poured cold water all over his face, he rushed out of the dormitory barefoot without even bothering to put on his shoes.

He needed to tell Headmaster Dumbledore.

Ron's eyes widened as he watched Harry running out of the dormitory like crazy. Without any time to think, he picked up the shoes that Harry had not put on and ran closely behind Harry.

As he ran, he wanted Harry to stop and put on his shoes.

Ron sighed, tonight was an unsettling night.

"Harry," Dumbledore frowned tightly. Harry was only a third grader.

The reputation of the savior put too much pressure on Harry, "Besides the images in your dream, do you have any other feelings?"

Could this gloomy mansion be Riddle Manor?

Harry is probably Voldemort's Horcrux...

Sirius didn't know why he hid this from him, but he could probably guess something, especially now that Harry and Voldemort had established an inexplicable connection.

After listening to Harry's words, the shoes Ron was holding fell to the ground in Principal Dumbledore's office.

oh!The mysterious man may have appeared in Harry's dream!

Doesn't that mean Harry is in danger now? !

Being associated with a mysterious person is definitely not a good thing.

Harry pursed his lips and touched the lightning scar on his forehead, "Principal Dumbledore, I feel the scar on my forehead is very painful. I met him in the Forbidden Forest in my first year and possessed Professor Quirrell to suck the horn." The animal-blooded Voldemort felt very similar at the time.”

Ron shook his body in fear when he heard Voldemort's name.

Well, from Harry's strange dreams to Principal Dumbledore's serious expression...

oh!The mysterious person may have been resurrected in a place unknown to them.

Hermione must be told this!

Ron thought for no reason about the platinum-blond Slytherin who had changed a lot after losing his memory.

There is a holiday tomorrow, and Draco Malfoy will definitely leave school and go home. Isn't Malfoy in danger?

"Oh," Dumbledore stretched out his hand from his Stars and Moon nightgown and gently touched the scar on Harry's forehead, "Harry, this scar is most likely the connection between you and Voldemort. intermediary."

Harry is most likely a successful living Horcrux, Voldemort's Horcrux.

"You can see Voldemort's perspective through dreams." Under Harry's somewhat excited expression, Dumbledore could guess what Harry was thinking. "But Harry, this is very dangerous. It is impossible for Voldemort not to feel it." To this strange link..."

"This shows that he may create some illusions to lure you and confuse you, and, similarly, he can also obtain the information he wants through your perspective."

Voldemort's Horcruxes have been eliminated, and now only Harry is left, but Dumbledore is unwilling to let Harry take risks.

The title of savior allowed Harry to be pushed to the forefront of the war by the wizarding world, as a banner to stabilize people's hearts and enhance confidence.

But Harry is still just a child.

The Order of the Phoenix and some of the forces of the Ministry of Magic under Lucius' control have begun to make preliminary strategic arrangements for the coming war against the possibility of Voldemort's resurrection.

"Harry, promise me not to believe anything your scar tells you."

Harry frowned and looked at the serious and determined Dumbledore in front of him. He had already understood the seriousness of the matter under Principal Dumbledore's explanation.

"I will, I promise."

"Okay, kids, the most important thing for you now is to go back to your dormitory and rest!" Dumbledore looked at Harry and Ron with a smile, "I hope you won't be caught by Argus."

Ron and Harry hid in the invisibility cloak and moved silently to the Gryffindor common room.

"I feel like Principal Dumbledore still has something he hasn't told me..." Harry's low voice reached Ron's ears.

"That doesn't matter, Harry, you're just a kid, a third-year Hogwarts student like me and Hermione!"

"And Headmaster Dumbledore wouldn't hurt you, would he?"

Ron's words dispelled Harry's remaining concerns. Yes, Principal Dumbledore would not harm him.