94 hp Diagon Alley

When you know that other people are in danger, you will not feel at ease and stay out of it. That's when Harry noticed something strange about one of Dumbledore's hands, the calm old man looking at his right hand, which had a ring on its index finger - Harry had never seen him wear it before. Big, like gold, and crudely crafted, with a heavy black stone with a crack in the middle set in it. Dumbledore's eyes broke his calm face, and in fact, for the first time tonight he showed Guilt and sadness.

"You shouldn't think you have to go to the Department of Mysteries tonight, though. If I'd been able to have an open and honest talk with you, Harry, which I should have done, you'd have had a long time ago. Knowing that Voldemort might try to lure you to the Department of Mysteries so you wouldn't be tricked there tonight. Sirius wouldn't have followed you there too. The fault was mine and mine alone On me. Sirius and I were on a...very necessary...and dangerous mission. If he hadn't stopped me, our battle might have failed before it even started..." Dumbledore closed his mouth in pain Eyes, but he made up his mind not to reveal any more information about the "mission" to Harry today.

Harry was still standing there holding the doorknob, but he didn't realize it.He looked at Dumbledore intently, almost holding his breath.He listened to what Dumbledore said, but basically he didn't understand anything.

"Sit down, please," said Dumbledore.He wasn't ordering Harry, he was asking him.Harry hesitated, and sat down opposite Dumbledore. "Do I understand," said Phineas Nigellus slowly, to Harry's left, "that my great-great-great-grandson - the last of the Black family - is dead?"

Dumbledore didn't answer, and Harry couldn't speak at all.

"I don't believe it," Phineas said roughly.

Harry turned his head quickly to see Phineas striding away from his portrait.Harry knew he had visited Grimmauld Place for another portrait of him.At this moment, he might walk past every portrait, call out to Sirius throughout the house...

"Harry, I owe you an explanation," said Dumbledore, "an explanation of the mistakes of old age. For I realize now that everything I did and didn't do about you, with the imperfections of an older person. Young people don't know what older people think or how they feel, but if the older person forgets what it was like to be young, it's a big deal Wrong... It seems that I can't remember recently..."

The sun had risen; the mountains were a bright orange rim, and the sky above was colorless and bright.The light fell on Dumbledore, on his gray eyebrows, his beard, and his deep wrinkles.

"Fifteen years ago," said Dumbledore, "when I saw the scar on your forehead, I wondered what it meant. I thought it might be a sign of some connection between you and Voldemort."

"You've told me that before, Professor," said Harry flatly.He didn't care about his rude attitude at all.He doesn't care about anything anymore.

"Yes," said Dumbledore apologetically, "yes, but you see—it's necessary to start with your scars. Because obviously, shortly after you returned to the wizarding world, my guesses were gone." It's been proven that you can feel Voldemort's presence, even when he's in disguise, and you can tell how he feels when he's in high spirits. Since he's back in his body and regained his full strength, This ability of yours is becoming more and more obvious."

Harry didn't nod.He already knew what Dumbledore said.

"Recently," continued Dumbledore, "I have become concerned that Voldemort might be aware of such a connection between you. Sure enough, once he became aware of your presence, it was you who penetrated into his mind and thoughts. When, of course, I mean the night you witnessed Weasley being attacked."

"Yes, Snape told me," Harry muttered.

"It's Professor Snape, Harry," Dumbledore corrected him in a low voice. "Have you ever wondered why I didn't explain this to you? Why didn't I teach you Occlumency myself? Why did I Not even looking at you for months?"

Harry looked up and saw the sad and tired look on Dumbledore's face at this moment.

"Yes," Harry murmured, "yes, I did."

"You see," Dumbledore went on, "I believe that Voldemort's intention to enter your mind, control and mislead your thoughts was not long ago, and I don't want his desire to become Stronger. I believe that if he knew that our relationship, now or ever, was much closer than the relationship between the principal and the students should be, he would take advantage of this opportunity to use you to spy on me. I was worried that he would use you, that he would try to control you. I think I was right, Harry, that Voldemort would use you in such a way. During the few times we met I think I see his shadow moving behind your eyes..."

Harry remembered that every time he had made eye contact with Dumbledore during this time, he had always felt a dormant snake within him waking up and ready to attack.

"As Voldemort proved tonight, his purpose of controlling you is not to destroy me, but to destroy you. When he temporarily controlled you just now, he hoped that I would sacrifice you to kill him."

He sighed deeply.Harry listened to the words impassively.If it was a few months ago, he would have been very interested in these things, but now, compared with the deep wounds in his heart caused by the loss of Sirius, these are meaningless and insignificant..." Sirius told Me, on the night you saw Weasley attacked, you felt Voldemort come alive inside you. I immediately realized that my worst fears had come true: Voldemort already knew he could use you. In order to improve your As a defense against Voldemort's intrusion into the brain, I have arranged for Professor Snape to teach you Occlumency."

"Professor Snape discovered," continued Dumbledore, "that you have been dreaming of the doors of the Department of Mysteries for months. Of course, Voldemort, since regaining his body, has been preoccupied with hearing the prophecy." content; so that when he pays close attention to the door, you will do the same, though you do not know what it means."

"Then you see Rook Wood, who worked in the Department of Mysteries before he was arrested, and he's telling Voldemort what we already knew - that the Orb of Prophecy is kept in the Ministry of Magic, heavily guarded, only The people involved in the prophecy could take them off the shelf without suffering pain. Because of this, either Voldemort risked his eventual exposure by going to the Ministry of Magic himself - or it was you who did it for him Do this. So mastering Occlumency becomes your first priority."

"I didn't get it, though," Harry muttered.He speaks loudly, trying to relieve the heavy guilt in his heart: speaking frankly must relieve some of the terrible pressure that has built up in his heart. "I didn't practice, I didn't take it to heart, I could keep myself from having this dream, and Hermione kept reminding me. If I did, he wouldn't be able to tell me where to go, and— Sirius would Wouldn't--and Sirius wouldn't--"

Something was going on in Harry's head: he needed to prove himself, he needed to explain—"I tried to find out if he really had Sirius, and I went to Umbridge's office, and I Rie asked Kreacher, and he said Sirius wasn't there, that he was gone!"

"Kreacher wasn't lying, because Sirius and I were elsewhere at the time," said Dumbledore calmly, "but he guided you to act on Voldemort's mind. You were not his master, and he deceived you without punishing yourself. Kreacher wanted you to go to the Ministry of Magic on purpose."

"He—did he do it on purpose?"

"Oh, yes. I'm afraid Kreacher has been one servant and two masters these months."

"How could that be?" said Harry blankly. "He hasn't left Grimmauld Place in all these years."

"Just before Christmas, Kreacher took a brief opportunity," said Dumbledore, "and when Sirius yelled 'Get out' at him, he caught the phrase and misinterpreted it as Orders to leave the house. He went to Blake's cousin Narcissa, Bellatrix's sister and Lucius Malfoy's wife. Narcissa was the only one he could respect Members of the Black family..."

"How do you know?" Harry asked, his heart pounding and uncomfortable.He remembered that he had worried about Kreacher's inexplicable disappearance at Christmas, and remembered that he had suddenly appeared in the attic later...

"Kreacher told me last night," said Dumbledore, "you know, after you gave Professor Snape that vague reminder that he realized you had seen Sirius locked up in the Department of Mysteries situation. He, like you, wants to get in touch with Sirius right away. Let me make it clear that members of the Order of the Phoenix have more than Dolores Umri