Remember [New] in a second! "Professor..." In Dumbledore's office, Harry hesitated to speak.

Dumbledore didn't show any signs of impatience. He looked at Harry very gently, gave him an encouraging look, and hoped that he could continue talking.

Encouraged by Dumbledore's eyes, Harry finally plucked up his courage: "Some time ago, my scar hurt again..."

He gave Dumbledore a detailed feedback on the scene he saw some time ago, and then Harry closed his mouth, looking at Dumbledore expectantly, hoping to get some response from him.

Dumbledore crossed his fingers and seemed to be lost in thought. After a while, he said softly: "You said how many places flashed through his mind in order to heal his injury?"

"Is such that."

"Can you describe to me the characteristics of those places in as much detail as possible?"

"Of course!" Harry agreed, racking his brains to recall the scene he saw that day. Listening to Harry's description, Dumbledore's expression gradually became serious.

"Harry," after Harry finished speaking, Dumbledore looked at Harry and said earnestly: "There is an innumerable and unclear connection between you and him—don't worry, the Killing Curse is powerful enough to counter the Killing Curse." The magic of love is an extremely mysterious power, and no one can explain the doorway inside. Under the influence of this kind of magic, it would be strange if your relationship with him is the same as that of ordinary people."

Dumbledore tried hard to get Harry to accept that he was different.

"But this is also a double-edged sword. You can see his memory, and he may see yours. You need to find a way to protect your brain. I will tell Severus—"

"What? What does this have to do with...Professor Snape?" Hearing Snape's name, Harry couldn't help interrupting Dumbledore. It's just that he needed to give Snape some face in front of Dumbledore, so he reluctantly added the word professor.

"Professor Snape is the best occlumency master at Hogwarts. Even Voldemort can't see through his heart. I think he is the most suitable person to be your teacher." Dumbledore knew Harry and Snape very well. Things were strained between Snape, so he told Harry about Snape's advantages as a teacher.

It's just that Dumbledore underestimated Harry's dislike for Snape. Even if he presented a hundred suitable reasons, Harry could always come up with an excuse for objection.

The name Snape was the reason for his objection.

Harry felt that it would be better to choose someone with a lower level than Snape as his teacher.

"What about the others? Is there anyone else who can use this spell? Tom should be able to, too?"

"Occlumency is a very advanced magic. With all due respect, although Yordle knows this spell, he only has a superficial grasp of it, which is not enough to be your teacher." Dumbledore looked at Harry with a smile. It seems that Yodel's Occlumency is barely enough for himself, and he is not qualified to teach others.

"Okay." Harry replied grimly. He agreed entirely for Dumbledore's sake.

In fact, he really wanted to ask, how is your level of Occlumency taught, but considering Dumbledore's busy schedule, he was not very embarrassed to say that.

Seeing this, Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction and let Harry leave. The reason he insisted on having Snape as Harry's Occlumency teacher was because Snape was the expert at it, and he had a history of success. So in Hogwarts, including Dumbledore himself, no one is more suitable than Snape to be the instructor.

However, the disadvantage of making Snape a teacher is also obvious - this person is not suitable to be a teacher at all. Snape, who can modify the textbooks by himself in the sixth grade and optimize the experiment process, is a talented player. Being a teacher of such a person is often a disaster for himself and the students. I'm afraid it won't be better for a long time.

Not long after Harry left, Dumbledore had a new guest. His office is like a thriving food stand, with a steady stream of visitors.

After hearing the news brought by Tom, Dumbledore's heart became heavy again.

Voldemort's power has grown again!

Now he was thankful that he had mobilized the members of the Order of the Phoenix before and severely damaged the power of the Death Eaters. Otherwise, the alliance of the Death Eaters, Japanese wizards, and scavengers must be extremely difficult.

However, the combination of these three is also extremely fragile. Not to mention anything else, just the fundamental goal of the Eliminators to eliminate wizards prevents the three parties from becoming true allies and can only use each other.

Dumbledore, who got the news, just sighed in the end: He actually had no effective way to stop the confluence of Voldemort and the Cleaners. All he could do was send a letter to the Magical Congress of America, reminding them to prepare early, and then quietly wait for Voldemort to make a move.

After the Death Eaters were severely injured, Voldemort took measures to break up the whole into pieces, scattered his subordinates and hid them in every corner. This put him back in control, since he alone knew where all the Death Eaters were hiding.

This brought a lot of trouble to the follow-up work of the Order of the Phoenix. You must know that most of the Death Eaters have very decent identities on the surface, and they cannot be convicted without clear evidence. The Death Eaters who were captured before had all been executed by the Dementors. As the saying goes, "death" has no proof.

However, Voldemort's doing so brought at least one benefit, that is, on the bright side, the British wizarding world has returned to calm.

Tom couldn't feel Dumbledore's troubles. He was discussing with Hermione whether to continue traveling.

"Of course not. We've already missed several days of classes. If this continues, our final exam results will be very 'excellent'!" Hermione flatly rejected his proposal. She wanted to say something, but Then she saw an interesting thing.

"Tom, look!" Hermione pointed to a corner in the courtyard downstairs as if she had discovered a new world.

Tom followed her gaze and found that it was Qiu Zhang, Harry and Tom's senior sister in Ravenclaw.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what do you think they are doing?" Hermione's eyes flickered with gossip.

"Harry is probably asking her to be a dance partner." Tom was very clear about Harry's purpose. After all, he asked himself to pass the message before, but because this operation was outrageous, Harry himself finally dismissed the idea.

This is as unreliable as asking a good brother to confess your love for you! Even if you can pretend to be someone else in confession, the girl will think about whether you are responsible for it? That's not far from being cool.

Fortunately, Harry finally figured it out, but it was useless to think it through, a good girl would never be short of suitors, hesitating and twitching, and in the end she had nothing to do with it.

After Harry left Dumbledore, he wanted to go back to the dormitory to discuss Occlumency with Ron, but unfortunately, he happened to meet Qiu Zhang who came out of the Transfiguration classroom.

At the moment they met, Harry's breathing almost stopped, and then a surge of hot blood rushed into his brain, causing Harry's vocal cords to make a sound uncontrollably: "Qiu Zhang, can I have a word with you?" talk?"

As soon as the words were spoken, Harry regretted them, for he heard the shrill giggles of Cho Chang's girlfriends. To make matters worse, he vaguely saw Professor McGonagall. The head of Gryffindor was standing at the door of the classroom, staring at Harry with both ambiguous and gossip eyes.

She raised her eyebrows, obviously wanting to see the good scene in front of her before giving up.

Don't do this kind of thing! Harry screamed inwardly, he felt from the bottom of his heart that no one should be allowed to giggle at Hogwarts, nor should professors be allowed to linger in the classroom after classes were over.

Now that the blood had subsided, Harry felt as if his heart had been pinched. Fortunately, Qiu Zhang didn't laugh, and quickly gave an affirmative answer.

At this time, Harry's hands and feet were cold, and his stomach seemed to be overwhelmed. He pulled himself together and walked to the courtyard of the castle with Cho Chang, avoiding the laughter of Cho Chang's friends and Professor McGonagall's eyes.

Qiu Zhang's friends were very measured, and they cared enough to leave enough personal space for the two of them. Professor McGonagall could not do anything to eavesdrop on the students' conversations because of his identity, so he could only turn around regretfully. leave.

"Hmm..." Looking at Qiu Zhang's face, Harry's heart suddenly became entangled, but as the saying goes, the arrow is on the string and he has to say it. At this moment, Harry has no way out.

He couldn't say that he came to challenge the Ravenclaw team, could he? There is no Quidditch match this year!

"Would you like to come with me as a companion?" In a panic, Harry uttered a sick sentence.

However, in this context, even if Qiu Zhang is not a native English speaker, he can easily understand Harry's meaning, not to mention that Harry immediately corrected his speech.

"I mean, can you, uh, come to the Halloween ball with me?"

Harry accidentally said Christmas as Halloween, but that didn't stop Cho Chang from getting what he meant.

She blushed first, and then showed an apologetic look: "I'm sorry, I have already agreed to go with another person. I'm really sorry...Of course, if there is a dance party on Halloween next year, I will seriously consider it. "

The witticisms in the second half are more like polite words to support the scene. Seeing what Qiu Zhang said, Harry felt like his internal organs had slipped into the canyon and flowed away like a big bucket of eels. Hearing Qiu Zhang's words, he couldn't help feeling a bit of regret: If he had invited her earlier, would she have agreed?

When I invited her, she blushed too!

Harry had an illusion—of course, on his terms, it might not be an illusion, but who knows? The fact is that he has already lost, and the loss is a mess.

The two stood in the courtyard, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"By the way, haven't you found a dance partner yet? I know some very good girls who are also troubled by the dance partner. Do you want to get to know them?" Qiu Zhang tried to ease the awkward atmosphere, but she Those words made the atmosphere between the two even worse.

When a girl decides to introduce you to someone, the possibility of you and her becoming a couple has infinitely approached zero. So when he heard Cho Chang say something like that, Harry knew he had sent it.

"No need." He said blankly.

"Okay," Qiu Zhang said embarrassingly, "That's it—"

"Okay," Harry said immediately.

"Okay then, goodbye!" Qiu Zhang blushed, and just as she was about to turn and leave, Harry stopped her.

"May I know who your dancing partner is?" Harry regretted asking this question.

"Cedric, Cedric Diggory." Cho Chang replied.

"Oh." Harry knew that his face must be very stiff, he no longer regretted asking the question, and now he regretted asking this question very much.

"Have they made it?" Upstairs, Hermione's heart was scorched by gossip.

"Of course it failed. I can smell the embarrassment between the two of them standing here." Tom could understand just by looking at the reactions of the two of them that Harry had completely failed this time.

"The dog's nose is really good." Hermione muttered, "I really didn't expect that Harry would ask Cho Chang to be his dance partner, but I didn't expect that she would refuse."

There are so many things you didn't expect! Tom groaned.

"Tell me, who will Harry invite as a dance partner in the end?" Hermione didn't want to let go of this topic. When talking about a partner, her heart moved slightly: Someone seems to have never invited herself as a dance partner?

"Who knows? I'm sure that Harry will definitely invite beautiful girls to be his dance partner." Tom still knows Harry's character very well. This guy is a face-controlling guy, and the girls he likes are all School flower level.

Tom and Hermione chatted as they walked up the stairs to the Great Hall. As meal time approached, the Hogwarts auditorium was always crowded with people. If something happened here, it would spread throughout the entire castle in less than half a day.

When walking through the hall, Furong suddenly appeared~lightnovelpub.net~Yordel, why haven’t I seen you these days? "She smiled, with her hands behind her back.

"Something personal." The crowd around him suddenly became denser, and several girls from Beauxbatons hurried past him, separating him from Hermione and pushing him towards Fleur.

"That's it, that's right..." Fleur seemed to want to say something, but her purpose was not as simple as talking, and her wand appeared in her palm.

"Would you like to go to the Yule Ball with me? Confused!" At the end of her speech, Fleur suddenly cast a confusion spell on Tom.

Theoretically, Tom has no defenses, and Fleur can definitely hit him with one blow. But when the spell flew in front of Tom, a transparent shield appeared in front of him instantly, and the spell was easily thrown away.

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Two-in-one four-thousand-character chapter here!

Sumi is gone! Are you having fun? I wanted to get a Ke Lai, but in twenty rounds a Qi Qi came. Fortunately, Ke Lai and Qi Qi came together (Qi Qi three died...)

Good night!