[HP] Kiss you in glory

Harry suddenly dreamed.

He put his forehead against the cold windowpane next to the bed in a drowsy state, feeling that the scar was a little more comfortable, hoping that the headache would go away, and fell asleep again with his eyes closed...

He was standing in a dark room with curtains and only a single candle.His hands were clutching the back of the chair, his fingers were long and pale, as if he hadn't seen the sun for many years, on the dark velvet back of the chair, like a big pale spider.

In front of the chair, in the dim candle light, several men and women in black robes were kneeling.

"Useless stuff." Harry's voice was sharp and grim, angry.

"Master, please forgive me..." A man raised his head, and Barty Crouch Jr. said hoarsely, his face flickering in the candlelight.

"I don't blame you, Barty," said Harry in that grim voice.

He let go of the back of his chair, approached his men, and stood in front of them in the darkness, looking down at them from a much higher angle than usual.

"So my dear Anne has powers beyond my control?" Harry asked.

"Yes...Master, that's what Potter said." Barty Crouch Jr. said respectfully, "She wants to provoke you...There is no doubt..."

"I spent several months trying to get the prophecy ball, and it seems that all my efforts were in vain." Harry said softly, "Now she is back, and she is back with a power that I couldn't predict... The Potter brothers and sisters must die Undoubtedly, but now is not the time to act... that prophecy does not include her..."

"Master, there is no Anne Potter in that prophecy, so you will not be affected by that prophecy if you kill her." Bellatrix looked up excitedly, "Master, you are the most powerful wizard in the world ...How dare that little girl compare with you?"

"Impulse is your biggest shortcoming, Bella." Harry said calmly, and Bellatrix lowered her head, looking a little aggrieved, "Hogwarts is indeed the safest place at a time like this. We can't kill her now... The Department of Mysteries is guarded by Dumbledore's people, Hogwarts is protected by Dumbledore... Vader, did your son get the information?"

The man named Vader raised his head tremblingly, "Master... He has been following Potter and found that students from several colleges often go to the corridor on the eighth floor at the same time at night, but they are very cautious, very cautious, he We can only stop on the seventh floor, and when he goes upstairs, they all disappear."

"The eighth floor..." Harry was surprised, "It seems that someone can discover the secrets of Hogwarts... probably Potter... Lucius, have you done the task I gave you?"

Lucius Malfoy raised his head, revealing that graceful but slightly haggard face, "Master, I'm working hard..."

"Bostrode and Avery told me that the two girls have fled England, how many cheated heirs are there besides them? Lucius, do what you have to do... If I find out that you missed anyone……"

"No...Master, of course not..." Lucius said.

"Okay, you all stand back." Harry said coldly, "Call me Ritter."

The Death Eaters stepped back quickly, bowing, and left through a door.

Left alone in the dark room, Harry turned to face the wall, where a cracked and stained mirror hung in the shadows.Harry walked over, and his appearance gradually grew bigger and clearer in the darkness...a face whiter than a skull...the pupils in the red eyes were two slits...

"Do not--!"

"What?" a voice next to him called.

Harry kicked and kicked, got entangled in the curtains, rolled out of bed, and for a few seconds he didn't even know where he was, he believed that the pale skeletal face would still appear in the dark, but Ron The voice sounded beside him.

"Can't you move around like a lunatic? I'll get you out!"

Ron tore open the curtains, Harry lay on his back on the ground, staring at Ron in the sun, his scar was burning, Neville and others seemed to be woken up, and they crawled out of bed in a daze to care for him.

"Did you have a nightmare, Harry?"

"No." Harry snapped, sat on the bed trembling, rubbed his scar, and said to Neville and the others, "I'm fine."

He signaled Ron with his eyes, and the two quickly changed their clothes and went downstairs.

"My thoughts connected with him..." Harry's forehead was still burning hotly, "It turned out that he had been planning to go to the Department of Mysteries to get the prophecy ball, but now he gave up because Annie came back... I'm afraid of her, I'm in a bad mood, I'm very angry..."

"What did you say?" Ron asked in horror, "You mean...you saw You-Know-Who just now?"

"I'm You-Know-Who," said Harry, holding his hands up to his eyes to see if they were pale and elongated. "The Death Eaters who escaped, and Barty Crouch Jr., who knelt On the ground... they were going to kill her, but Voldemort didn't think it was time to..."

Ron stood vigilantly at the entrance of the bedroom stairs, looked at the common room, and lowered his voice: "You mean...you are the mysterious man?"

"Exactly," said Harry.

Ron collected himself and said, "Harry, you have to tell them..."

"No, you have to know that Snape just finished his Occlumency class." Harry denied, "Are you going to tell him that my brain was hacked the day after the class? I shouldn't have Letting this stuff into my head, they don't want that."

"And... there are undercover agents in the school." He said, and Ron was even more surprised when he heard what he said.

"Undercover? Other than professors, they are students... Don't you mean..."

"I heard a Vader," said Harry. "Do you know him?"

"God, what are you kidding? How did I know him?" Ron rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"But Annie sure does," Harry murmured. "And Malfoy... what is he going to do?"

They didn't see Hermione until breakfast in the Great Hall. "We've been waiting for you in the common room and you've already gone out?" said Ron.

Hermione took a cheese chicken sausage roll, "Yeah, I can't sleep a bit, I wake up early, so I went out to relax."

"You go to relax early in the morning?" Harry said amusedly.

Hermione glanced at him, and took a big bite of the chicken sausage roll, overflowing with hot cheese, before speaking.

"What do you think we're in now?" she said. "I'm worried."

"You're right, Hermione. In less than three months, we're going to take the exam." Ron said seriously, "You really should relax."

Hermione: "..."

Annie, at the head of the Slytherin table, was looking at a large bowl of fish soup in front of her, thinking.

"Who would drink fish soup early in the morning?"

She shook her head, took a symbolic spoonful, picked up a piece of meat floss, bacon and chicken bread and ate it slowly.

"The board of directors has invested again?" Olivia inserted a piece of grilled chicken wings with tomato sauce with a fork, and said briskly, "The variety has increased a lot..."

"Oh, that's my mother's financial assistance to the Hogwarts food management department." Darryl said, Olivia took a big bite of the chicken wing, and said vaguely: "Then I can't let you go, rich and powerful." heir."

Darryl grinned.

Harry and Ron told Hermione about Harry's dream at recess in the morning.They want to make sure no one hears.Standing in their usual corner of the breezy courtyard, Harry told her every detail he could remember.After listening, she didn't speak for a while, but looked at Fred and George on the other side of the yard with an extremely focused expression. Those two people never looked back, just selling their magic hats there.

"So he wants Malfoy to investigate how many heirs in the pure-blood family are defected," she finally turned her eyes away from Fred and George, and said softly, "Burst and Avery... …I tend to think that Natasha and Arya ran away with Arya's mother. After all, Arya belonged to Anne, and Arya's mother betrayed the Avery family and eloped with the half-blood. He must Will want to kill them to claim credit for Voldemort."

"Why did Natasha Bird run away?" Harry was confused, and Hermione gave him a slight white look, "Natasha and Arya are lovers."

"Oh...oh!" Harry suddenly realized, and Ron opened his mouth wide, "Oh, good girls are with good girls." He said with emotion.

"Voldemort began to suspect that someone among the Death Eaters was betraying—the heir of the family got along with Anne day and night at school, how could he not be afraid? If these juniors threatened their own lives, the parents would only compromise. Their loyalty to Voldemort is incredible. It's pitifully small." Hermione shook her head and said, "But since he asked Malfoy to do it, he must be sure that their family will not dare to rebel."

"Malfoy's a fool," Ron commented.

"At least I don't dare to be a fool for now," said Hermione.

"There are undercover agents in Slytherin House. I think Annie is very dangerous." Harry said, Hermione nodded, apparently still in deep thought, but she looked at Harry sternly the next second and said, "But you don't Should have seen these."

"I don't know what's going on, I've been practicing Occlumency well before, and I've cut off the connection with his thoughts..." Harry spread his hands helplessly, and Hermione looked at him with a frown, her eyes still full of thoughts and thoughts. Worrying, "If you're doing a good job and you can still see his mind...well, it's not necessarily your fault."

It took less than three seconds for Harry to realize this sentence.

"You mean... Voldemort probably wanted me to see his mind on purpose?!"