HP: I just wanted to drop out of school, but I saved the world

Jian Yu was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

She felt that Voldemort probably didn't have the habit of being a cannibal, and that it might be a form of revenge...

"Did he tell me why? What's so delicious about my flesh and blood?"

"Because he said your flesh and blood had special powers," Harry gasped. "You killed his Dementors in Azkaban and stood between him and the Death Eaters."

Jian Yu held his forehead silently.

She knew she shouldn't have asked Obscurus to feast on the Dementors in Azkaban!

Look at the Dementors in that prison, that must be the food Voldemort left for himself... a panacea to replenish his magical power.

She accidentally couldn't help showing off the other person's food, hindering his advancement. No wonder he was so angry and wanted to eat her!

Although she had figured out the whole story, she still felt a little unhappy——

Can't you afford a meal?

Is this how Voldemort treats his fellow student, alumnus, and ancestor?

To be honest, she felt that the other party was a little narrow-minded.

But Dumbledore's reaction was even more violent than hers. His face was as black as charcoal, every wrinkle on his face was drooped, and his robes fluttered without wind.

If Voldemort appeared in front of him, he looked like he could hit him with a few big dice with both hands and use Vulcan to clear the way and send him away directly.

——The kind that you can’t even find in the ashes.

Fortunately, he is Dumbledore. He is a person who restrains himself at all times and always abides by martial ethics.

"How can a person's soul be so dark? Using the lives of others to extend one's own life will only result in a cursed body and soul."

After listening to Harry's complete story, Dumbledore closed his eyes, shook his head slightly, and sighed.

"He may have eaten a lot of people." Harry continued after recovering. "He said he has been absorbing the flesh and blood of the servants."

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised by this, perhaps he had foreseen it:

"A forbidden dark magic, which is why he regained his powers so quickly... by plundering the powers of others."

"But every time he takes more, the curse increases. I think his life will be especially painful."

Thinking of Voldemort wrapped like a mummy, Harry nodded in agreement.

Dumbledore leaned back in his armchair, pondered for a moment, and then continued:

"This memory proves that we did hinder Voldemort. I think his plan to attack the Ministry of Magic and obtain the prophecy has been completely shattered."

"And... we do know some information... For example, he has not yet set up defenses for you to enter his mind, you and Jade have been targeted by the Death Eaters, and Dolores Umbridge, who has long been dismissed and sent home, is likely to be the next victim."

Harry pursed his lips, and smiled with a bit of joy in his green eyes:

"And I seem to be able to tell the difference between Voldemort's emotions and my own...when he's angry, I'm happy. What does that mean?"

"That's very good." Dumbledore continued to praise, "It means that your ability to control your emotions has become stronger. Even in dreams, you are gradually able to control your brain. But you still need to pay attention. If you have dreams again during the summer vacation, contact Sirius and me as soon as possible."

Now the three people in the principal's office all smiled at the same time.

But Dumbledore was still thinking. After a while, he stood up and walked to the Pensieve:

"Harry, I want to ask you, what does the snake you saw in your dream look like?"

Harry placed the small fragment of memory into the Pensieve, and the three of them buried their heads in it together.

It was a gigantic viper, about 12 feet long, and its body was as thick as a human thigh.

There was a cruel look in its eyes, typical of snakes, as it snaked up Lucius's chair, its scales rustling.

But compared to the basilisk that was once killed in the secret room, its appearance can only be described as cute.

"Nagini," Dumbledore said softly, "No wonder... No wonder... I should have guessed it..."

Jian Yu noticed a hint of helplessness, sadness and pity in his voice, as if an old friend had reached a point of no return.

"What a cruel fate, watching myself turn into a snake bit by bit, it is much more terrible than death..."

But Dumbledore seemed to have quickly calmed down. With a calm expression, he turned to discuss their summer vacation arrangements:

"Since Voldemort has his eyes on you, I must ensure the safety of both of you during the summer vacation."

"Harry, you need to stay at your aunt's house for a while. I will arrange for someone to protect your safety around you. If necessary, you can use magic. You should know the news that the Ministry of Magic has lifted some of the restrictions of the Statute of Secrecy, right?"

Jane turned her head and looked at Harry. She thought he would protest about going back to his aunt's house, but he didn't.

"I know." He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "But why--"

"Harry, I know that family is not a qualified guardian, but I don't want you to hate them." Dumbledore interrupted him, "You just need to be patient for a while, and everything will be over."

Harry seemed to understand something. He nodded silently and looked at Jian Yu again.

"As for you, Jade." Dumbledore paused for a moment, "Although it may be dangerous to be around me, I hope you can come with me."

He looked very serious, as if he was about to do something big.

As the old saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place.

With Dumbledore by her side, Jian Yu felt that there was nothing to be afraid of.

She nodded quickly.

......

On the last day of the semester, the atmosphere in the castle became very strange.

It was a strange emotion of anxiety, depression and joy intertwined, and everyone's expression was different.

Some were happy that they could go home, some were anxious about their safety after leaving school... Of course, some fifth-year students were worried about their poor performance in the OWL exams and the upcoming mixed doubles.

"It's awful." Daphne complained, propping her face up with her hands. "I failed the Arithmancy test. Damn it! There was no rule against bringing calculators to the test, but Professor Marchbank still took my calculator away! She doesn't know how to improve herself!"

"That's normal," Blaise complained. "The whole auditorium could hear the sound of you pressing the keys on your calculator. Before Professor Marchbank couldn't help but take your machine away, she coughed loudly to remind you three or four times!"

"I don't want to go home. I feel like I'm going to get beaten." Daphne looked gloomy and miserable. "Luckily there's no rule about calculators in the regulations, so she didn't accuse me of cheating. Otherwise, my parents would beat me to death. Do you think I should get the flu and act pitiful—?"

Her sister Astoria put her hand on her sister's shoulder and whispered to comfort her:

"Daddy won't hit you, sis. He just got dragon pox the other day, and he has no strength."

"And you don't have to get the flu. After all, dragon pox spreads from one nest to another. I'm afraid mom and us won't be able to escape it either."

Her gentle blue eyes blinked at Jian Yu, making her understand all of a sudden -

It's summer vacation, and it's time for the Greengrasses to pretend to be sick.

Brace, who had suddenly realized something, looked at the two sisters in surprise. He was also an expert in this field, so he immediately reacted and showed a toothache expression:

"Ah, to be honest, there has been another small outbreak of dragon pox recently. My mother and her new husband have also been complaining that they have developed rashes again and are paralyzed in bed and can't get up... I really don't want to go home, otherwise I feel that my handsome appearance will become even more charming - the constantly blue skin and Merlin's beard, I am so handsome that both humans and gods are infuriating!"

As he spoke, he had already silently calculated what kind of cosmetics he would need for his mother:

Some teal foundation, green and purple lipstick...red blush...

"Don't be crazy, Zabini!" Senior students Warrington and Monta laughed. "Handsome face... Do you have a handsome face? Without muscles, a face is meaningless..."

Bryce was so angry that he slammed the table and vowed to compete with them on "whose face is more handsome" and "whose skin color is cooler".

"Even if I get dragon pox, I'm still ten thousand times more handsome than you guys - my dark skin is already handsome, and dark green skin will be even more stunning!"

"We think so too," the two Greengrasses said in unison, "That's green skin, we'll soon realize that, to be honest, turning into a little green man is really cool!"

It sounds like dragon pox is not some infectious disease, but some kind of fashion item that Slytherins must have.

Although Jian Yu felt that Greengrass and Zabini were both crazy as they rushed to get the dragon pox, there was someone on the field who was even crazier than them -

That is Draco Malfoy, the famous Oscar winner who just escaped from Voldemort.

"The Malfoys have more experience with dragon pox than any of you!" he yelled, stiffening his neck. "My most famous grandfather, Abraxas, died of dragon pox!"

He pulled Goyle and Crabbe by the collars, his voice sounding hoarse:

"You don't understand. Those beautiful scars and those green crusts all over your body make you feel like you have turned into the Avatar that Yu mentioned. You will grow beautiful green and purple scabs, and when you sneeze you will spit fire like a dragon. Although my grandfather died of illness, I will always remember how handsome he was when he was sick!"

Everyone present was silent, and everyone was stunned.

This speech is really powerful.

As the little snakes were buzzing with comments like "He's really crazy" and "He's having hysteria again", Jian Yu couldn't help but press his temples:

Although playing crazy and being stupid is indeed effective...

But I still hope Draco can survive the mixed doubles from his parents.