Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Harry felt as if he had turned into a snake, walking through the twisting and damp cave.

In the narrow field of vision, a shadowy wizard stood. Not far away, another wizard with pale skin and a face full of fear slumped on the ground, looking at the shadowy wizard in fear.

"I will do it, Crouch, I will -" the wizard's voice was almost pleading.

"Of course you will, Karkaroff, or you will die!" the wizard known as Crouch said coldly. For some reason, Harry always felt that he looked familiar, like someone he had known for a long time. acquaintance.

But Harry was pretty sure he had never seen the face or heard the name.

While Harry was thinking, the little Barty in the picture suddenly swung his wand downwards and stabbed Karkaroff's heart from a distance: "Heart-breaking!"

Karkaroff rolled on the ground in pain, his clothes wet with sweat.

Harry felt very uncomfortable when he saw it. The pain of being tortured by Voldemort at Rookwood Castle seemed to have returned! His whole body felt as painful as if someone had cut his flesh with a hot knife!

But then, Harry heard news that made him forget the pain.

"Are you reporting me?" Barty Jr. looked coldly, "Are you saying that I used the Cruciatus Curse to torture Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom?"

Longbottom?

He immediately thought of his roommate with a fat, round face, Neville Longbottom. Harry suddenly remembered that he had never heard Neville talk about his parents.

Barty Jr. kept casting the Cruciatus Curse on Karkaroff with great resentment, because he did not actually torture the Longbottoms with his own hands. Karkaroff made Barty Jr. suffer injustice in order to reduce his sentence.

Of course, for a person like him, it would not be unjust to be sent to prison even if this incident had not happened.

Little Barty cast several spells in succession, and Karkaroff looked as if he was dead. His face turned pale, his eyes rolled, white foam was spitting out of his mouth, and his whole body twitched.

At this time, a voice that was very familiar to Harry sounded, but he couldn't remember who it was.

"Okay, Barty, if we torture him to death, our plan will not be completed."

It was another wizard that Harry had never seen before, but no matter what, Harry could at least be sure that they must be planning some conspiracy. He wanted to hear it more clearly, but the wizard who appeared at the end suddenly seemed to have telepathy. When he turned around, his snake-like eyes looked at Harry through the dream!

"Harry Potter!"

Harry felt as if the scar on his forehead had been split open with an axe——

He opened his eyes suddenly and sat up in the darkness, gasping for air.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron heard his movements and sat up in a daze, "Have you had another nightmare?"

"Yes. I dreamed of one person torturing another person in the cave." Harry covered the scar on his head. At this time, the other three people in the dormitory also woke up.

"How many times has this happened? I think you'd better find a chance to talk to him." Ron suggested. He didn't say it clearly, but Harry understood that Ron was referring to Cyrus. However, Harry felt bad about always causing trouble for Cyrus.

"I think it's just a dream." Dean came from the Muggle world. Although he is now a wizard, he still doesn't pay attention to the blabbering things. "Go to bed early Harry, don't forget there is still tomorrow." Potions class."

In fact, it is easy to verify whether it is a dream or not.

Harry looked at Neville who still didn't understand the situation - except for prophets, a person would almost never dream of something he didn't know. Even the strangers in the dream were actually mostly the ones you met. Passersby who passed by but didn’t remember their faces.

He knew nothing about Neville's parents, and he could tell if it was a dream just by asking.

But Harry couldn't speak.

Neville never mentioned his parents, and if that dream was true, it would be a disservice to Neville.

"I'm fine, just keep sleeping." He lay back down again, but couldn't fall asleep.

Maybe Ron was right, he had better tell these things, whether it was to Mr. Sellers or Principal Dumbledore, it would be a good choice.

only--

'Will they think I'm making a fuss out of a molehill? 'Harry was worried.

Because I was afraid of this and that after having a dream, would Professor Dumbledore and Mr. Sellers think that I was weak? Maybe, you can talk to someone else first?

Harry first thought of Sirius, but Sirius would only come to Hogwarts to take classes at the end of the month, and Harry couldn't see him the rest of the time.

Then he thought of Lupin.

The only difference between Lupine and Sirius was that they were godfathers, and Harry felt very close to him.

He thought about it all night, and when he went to class the next day, with thick dark circles under his eyes, he was still thinking about the dream. He even remembered all the details of the dream, so clearly that it didn't even look like a dream.

Ron told Hermione and Ginny about this in the morning. Hermione and Ginny unanimously proposed to tell Cyrus about this, and even Ginny had already started writing in her diary. But Harry stopped her anyway.

"It was just a dream." This was what Harry said the most all morning.

Now, after experiencing the torture of a Potions class, the three of them had forgotten about it, and the fatigue of not sleeping all night immediately wrapped around Harry like a python.

His steps were sloppy, his eyelids were heavy, and he was drowsy.

When he reached the corner of the corridor, he bumped into another person, and the textbooks he was holding were scattered on the floor.

"Feel sorry--"

"Don't worry." The man said softly, and with a wave of his wand, the scattered books jumped back into Harry's arms one by one.

"Professor Lupine?"

"I see that you seem to be absent-minded, Harry, and the dark circles under your eyes are heavy. What's the matter?" Lupine asked seductively, his eyes twinkling.

Harry shook his head and said as if he didn't care at all: "It's nothing, I just had nightmares for several days."

"Nightmare? Is it the same every day?"

Lupine's face was full of worry and his serious expression made Harry feel a little scary.

He thought for a while and said truthfully: "No, sometimes I dream about snakes, sometimes I dream about a baby, and yesterday I dreamed about a wizard named Crouch and a wizard named Karkaroff. The same thing is, Every night I wake up and the scar hurts so much!”

After saying that, Harry's green eyes tentatively looked at Lupine through his glasses, and the other person's face was indeed serious. And it had a meaning that Harry couldn't describe.

"This is no small thing, Harry." Lupine said, "The snake is a symbol of Slytherin and a symbol of You-Know-Who, and the wizard named Karkaroff was once a Death Eater!"

"Not just him, Crouch too." Harry said quickly.

"Crouch?" Lupine showed a confused expression at the right time, "Then you must be mistaken. I only know one Crouch. He was once the Minister of Magical Enforcement. He would never tolerate Death Eaters, even His own sons were sent to Azkaban by him."