Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

It was darkness, a darkness with a glimmer of light.

Except for the faint faintness of the bloody, it seems that nothing can be seen. This feeling is like being in a radiance, but it is close to the eyes, only the rays of light penetrate the eyelids.

Harry didn’t know where he was, and he couldn’t tell if everything he saw was a dream or a reality, real or illusory.

He seems to open his eyelids and see where he is. But the eyes are like the heavy plums, the stagnation and the powerlessness, even if the 1 point is half.

“Where is this…warm or cold? Day or night?”

He didn’t know that nothing was known. He just felt that his whole child seemed to be shrouded in a majestic force, and some kind of pain from the heart continued to steam around him, as if he was burning in the hell.

It was an irresistible pain, so that he could only sustain the huddled body and endure it silently, in the hope that this endless torture would usher in its last period at some point.

In the endless pain, time is like a concept that is meaningless. I don’t know how long it took, maybe a few seconds, a few minutes, a few hours… or a few years? In short, at a certain moment, he seems to hear a slight footstep from far and near, step by step, calm, relaxed, not slow, and lightly reached in front of himself.

“Who is it? Who is there? Help me…”

Harry whispered silently in his heart, but he couldn’t even move his mouth, and how could he try to communicate with others? However, he could feel it much, and the other person seemed to be squatting down before him, and a solid gaze was watching himself.

“Who is that? Who is it?” He endured pain and anxiety, and secretly said in his heart, “No, you are good, just help me… save me…”

“I don’t think you need someone to save…” Just as Harry almost gave up and shouted, the other person seemed to finally hear his voice and responded. “Like ‘he’, save yourself. Sometimes, it can only be yourself.”

The voice echoed in Harry’s ear, sometimes far and sometimes seemed to be very close, and in the erratic, it made him feel a subtle familiarity.

“What, what? Who are you? You…”

“Who am I, is it important to you?” The other party interrupted his words gently, and his tone was calm and calm. “I am just an insignificant passerby to you. I have more important things, etc. Let me do it, and you…child, of course you are the same…”

While talking about these irrelevant words, the other party slowly stood up again, as if this was going to take a step forward. Harry had a hunch that if he missed it with the other party at the moment, I am afraid that I will never see each other again in the future.

“Wait!” he shouted in his heart. “Please tell me, what should I do? How can I leave this place?”

Under Harry’s shouting, the man seemed to be paused. He didn’t know if the other person had looked back for a moment, and he didn’t know if the other party would say anything more.

After a moment, in Harry’s silent wait, the voice rang again.

“…Life is like an exam, the answer is always in the book, isn’t it?”

The other party only left such a sentence, and then continued to step out of his next step, step by step without hesitation, and gradually moved away from him.

“Exam? What? I-“

Harry screamed violently, but after a few shouts, he suddenly found out that he had already sat up. As for the last words of the sentence just now, I actually ran out of his mouth.

Under the shock, he opened his eyes.

Awkward credits, dimly lit rooms, and soft mattresses sitting under the buttocks – isn’t this your own bedroom? Just across from his bed, Ron was fascinated to pull his face out of the pillow, looking at his face with a dull look, and even a glimmer of water on his lips.

“Harry…” Ron muttered inconspicuously. “I asked you to answer the question just now, but why don’t you ignore me? Hehe… If the next seat is still close enough, remember to answer. let me see……”

“Oh, I know, I will give it to you-“

Harry pulled the collar of his nightgown and found himself covered in blisters. Every inch of skin was sticky and sweaty. After hearing Ron’s sleepy nightmare, he didn’t even have the interest to go to the more care, just a perfunctory sentence.

“Well, thank you… I have advanced examinations.”

Ron squinted his eyes and said, and then he retracted into the bed, and licked his mouth and continued to sleep. It seems that he still intends to go back to his dreams and then test his OWLs simulation test!

Harry naturally didn’t manage Ron anymore. He just reached for his forehead and started to stay.

The lightning-shaped scar that grew up with him since he was a child is still in pain. The unspeakable tingling is somewhat similar to the pain in the dream. It is like reminding him at the moment. It was not an ordinary nightmare without a reason.

“…Does it say that this is related to Voldemort?”

Harry stroked the scar on the forehead, and the touch from his fingertips was as slippery and disgusting as he felt in childhood, without any change.

After thinking for a moment, he used Occlumency again to re-isolated his consciousness. Until the tingling sensation faded away with isolation, he was slightly sighed in relief.

At least, in addition to the heart, the magic that Marx gave to himself is still useful.

After a certain amount of calming, Harry put down Scar’s hand and frowned, recalling the conversation that Professor Dumbledore had discussed with him about such nightmares. Although time has passed for a long time, he can still remember Dumbledore once told him that everything in the dream is likely to be true.

Perhaps, while he dreams of those scenes, that scene is also being played somewhere in this World. And the protagonist of that event is most likely Voldemort himself.

Nowadays, Voldemort has been defeated by Marx – the body of the Hogwarts vestibule lake was in the newspaper, which is obviously not a fake.

According to Marx’s speculation in St. Mungo’s ward after that, Voldemort did not really die. This point is stunned by the nightmare that I just had.

So, so, where is Voldemort now?

Of course, there was the unidentified person who later appeared to be a “passer”. The man left again after he said something to himself… or to Voldemort something that he could not understand. Who is that person? Is it an enemy or a friend? He really didn’t have a clue.

After a good guess, Harry was deeply aok a deep breath, then dialed the bill on the bed and touched his glasses on the bedside table.

It was not until dawn, but he really didn’t have the heart to continue to sleep. After a casual change of clothes, Harry gently walked out of the bedroom and sat down in the common room outside.

The temperature before dawn was still a bit low, but he didn’t want to ignite the fireplace at all. The cool air can make his brain more awake. Even if you think about it, you won’t get any reliable answers, but it’s better than nothing.

The moon fell and the night’s darkness was dispelled by the eastern sun. Harry sat there all the time, waiting quietly for the beginning of the day.

“Harry?”

Unsurprisingly, Hermione was still the first to get up after him.

“Good morning, Hermione.” Harry turned his head back and whispered. “I remember you said that your father mother is a dentist? Are you a doctor who cares about good living habits?”

“What are you talking about?” Hermione looked at him suspiciously. After a while, he asked, “If you wake up so early, why not take time to review it? You know, your A History of Magic Can still be on the pass line!”

“Oh, let me spare me now…” Harry shook his head with a wry smile, only to find Hermione’s everyday words, but it made him feel a lot more. “Well, actually… I want something.” I should discuss it with you.”

Hermione sat down on the chair in front of him while carrying her bag, and waved her hand indifferently.

“If it is to reduce the amount of review, there is no discussion!” She said, “I am good for you! If you do not want to fail in the OWLs exam, then honestly follow my arrangements -“

“No, it’s not this…” Harry squinted and helplessly said, “Can you put aside the exams first? I really have a very important thing… Remember? I used to do a few A nightmare… about Voldemort!”

“What?” Hermione hearing this, the action of taking out the book suddenly slammed. “You have a nightmare again? Your Occlumency? What have you seen in your dreams?”

Logically speaking, Harry’s ability to peek at Voldemort in a dream can make a big difference in finding where Voldemort is. But for Harry himself, there is a high probability that there are some unknown hazards. As a good friend of Harry, Hermione certainly preferred Harry to close his consciousness to block his connection with Voldemort.

But this time he has started the dream again, and in his worries, Hermione naturally has a subconscious mind to find out what he thinks.