Courage has always been synonymous with Gryffindor College.

　　 Therefore, as a member of Gryffindor, Harry felt that he did not lack this quality.

　　Especially after being encouraged by Link, Harry felt that he was full of power.

　　 This made him think that he could continue to stick to it, and even he had a feeling that he was really talented in Occlumency.

　　 But when Link yelled the phrase ‘satisfaction’ at him again, he quickly understood it.

　　 Those feelings I had before are all just illusions.

　　 The mental defense he built with courage is nothing but a virtual defense.

　　 Along with a flash of white light, a light and shadow similar to a revolving lantern appeared in front of him again.

　　The green light pierced the darkness like lightning...

　　 Voldemort's sharp and wild laugh...

　　 Cornelius Fudge stood on the high platform of the Judgment Hall and yelled at him...

　　……

　　 Harry fell to the ground again.

　　 He buried his face in the palm of his hand, his brain hurt, as if someone was about to pull it out of his head.

　　 This time, there was no thought of the laughter of John and others.

　　 Link did not ask about his condition or encourage him.

　　 Everyone just looked at him silently, waiting for him to choose to continue or give up.

　　 Harry panted heavily, and after a long time he got up with difficulty and said:

"continue."

　　 Link nodded blankly, then raised his wand again:

　　 "Come to mind."

　　 hum——

　　……

　　 Once, again, again...

　　After three more consecutive sessions, Harry felt that his brain had begun to mess up.

　　 He threw himself on the floor of the responsive room, his scars were painful like needles, but his mouth was constantly laughing.

　　 He has realized it.

　　 Actually, I don’t have any talent for Occlumency.

　　In the praise and encouragement to him, Link has already hinted at how to easily practice the simple Occupational Techniques.

　　 That is to break through the effect of chanting mantras with strong emotions.

　　 Since this can be established, it means that as long as the emotion is strong enough, then using this strong emotion as a shield can also prevent the attack of the chanting mantra.

　　 At first, Harry was a little bit embarrassed about it.

　　 After all, he is still embarrassed just by recalling his own fantasies about Qiu Zhang.

　　 Use this emotion as a base to build brain defenses?

　　 This is simply wandering on the edge of social death!

　　 For this reason, he also changed his mind. He thought he was very clever and referred to the method of casting the patron saint, recalling the happy memories of the past to build defenses with positive energy emotions.

　　 The subsequent consecutive failures were proved by Chi Guoguo that whether it was a positive emotion or the social death emotion that embarrassed him to commit suicide, the defense he constructed was still as crisp as a layer of paper.

　　Even that, he couldn't even break through Link's chanting spell in the middle of the way like he did in the first attempt.

　　Because his peripheral brain defenses are not worth mentioning.

　　 This directly caused Link to flip through his memory, which was as simple as flipping through a book.

　　 And the result of giving Link full control is that as long as Link does not take the initiative to look through the deepest memories and deliberately stimulate Harry, then Harry will never be able to break free.

　　 This is undoubtedly a pretty bad experience.

　　 At this moment, Harry felt that he had lost most of his control over his body.

　　 He could only keep shaking his index finger as agreed in advance to signal Harry to continue practicing.

　　 However, it was not a new round of torture that greeted him, but Link's big warm and dry hands.

　　 Link stepped forward to support Harry on the bed, first filled Harry with a bottle of his usual stabilizer, and said after Harry's complexion recovered a little bit:

　　 "You have reached your limit, Harry, let's end it today."

　　 Harry looked around, only to realize that the others had left at some point.

　　 There is only him and Link in the huge responsive room now.

　　 Feeling Harry's puzzled gaze, Link naturally knew what he was thinking, so he lowered his voice and explained:

　　 "Your performance the next few times was a bit too ugly. I think you probably didn't want so many people to see that kind of scene, so you drove them back first."

　　 Harry felt his heart warm, and said gratefully:

　　 "Thank you, Link."

"We are friends, and there is no need to say thank you between friends." Link smiled and nodded. "You don't need to be too discouraged. How can Occlumency, such as Occlumency, be practiced overnight? Go back. Try the brain emptying method I taught you before. Even if you fall asleep accidentally, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, this method is very useful for improving sleep quality."

　　Ha nodded vigorously, getting on and off the bed with some difficulty.

　　 Link stepped forward to support him and said:

　　 "How about, do you need me to take you back?"

　　 "No, no, Link, I have troubled you enough today!" Harry waved his hand hurriedly, "You can let me go back by myself, anyway, I have recovered a lot now."

　　 Link didn't force it, but stopped, smiled and watched Harry leave.

　　 Harry turned his head one step at a time and left the responsive room until the cold wind in the corridor outside poured into his open collar, which made him clever.

　　 However, he didn't fasten the collar the first time, but made it bigger.

　　 The hot air in the responsive room made his mind dizzy, and he needed these air-conditioning to stimulate him.

　　 Pulling the neckline again and again, Harry smiled and turned his head and glanced at the door of the responsive room that had returned to the shape of the wall.

　　 Before coming, he originally planned to take this opportunity to ask Link about the evil black and white shadows in his dreams.

　　 But right now, he felt that all his original conjectures were just unprovoked delusions.

　　 If people like Link are all evil black wizards, then the world is really hopeless.

　　 Know that many people he knows are far worse than Link.

　　How can I doubt Link with just a period of influence?

　　 Maybe Link just used those powers to fight Voldemort.

　　 There is nothing wrong with this.

　　 After all, it was like Link once said.

　　 The knife is indeed the tool the murderer chooses to commit the crime, but the murderer is guilty, not the knife.

　　 Knives can be used to kill, of course, they can also be used for cooking, clearing roads, cutting down, and even subduing murderers.

　　 gratefully bowed to the door, Harry tightened his neckline, turned and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

　　 But he just turned around, but unexpectedly discovered that in the dark corridor ahead, a dark shadow was slowly walking towards him.

　　 The D.A. training since Halliday has not participated in vain.

　　 Almost subconsciously, he took out his wand, held it high in front of him and shouted:

　　 "Who is there!?"

　　 Perhaps it was because of being frightened, his voice was loud and harsh, and even the giant monster on the tapestry who was beating the stupid Barnabas was startled.

　　 It's just a figure in the distance, but it doesn't seem to be heard, just moving on.

　　 Harry's rod slowly glowed red, and he warned the opponent several times again, but nothing changed in the end.

　　 Finally, Harry gritted his teeth and waved his wand.

　　 "Except your weapons!"

　　 A red glow pierced the darkness and flew straight away.

　　 It was only to Harry's surprise that in the face of his full blow, the figure in the distance lightly waved his wand, and the dazzling red light instantly turned into nothingness.

　　 Harry, who had witnessed all this, couldn't believe his eyes.

　　 But many days of training still made him instinctively start the next round of attack.

　　 And at this moment, I heard a disgusting familiar voice in the darkness:

　　 "Harry Po~ Special! Attack the professor with a spell for no reason, Gryffindor deducts 20 points!"

　　 "Snape!"

　　 Harry almost gritted his teeth and called out the name of the owner of the voice.

"To call me a professor," Snape finally walked out of the darkness and knocked **** Harry's head. "Harry Potter, being rude to the professor, Gryffindor deducted 5 points. !"

　　 Harry became more angry when he heard that he jumped and shouted:

　　 "This is not fair, you deliberately hide and scare me, I am self-defense, you can't deduct my points!"

　　 "Isn't it fair?" Snape repeated close to Harry, "It is indeed quite unfair. I even overlooked the biggest mistake you made tonight, which is night travel!

　　Mr. Potter, how many points do you think you should be deducted for your unprovoked night parade?

　　 Maybe, just get fired?

　　 I believe that Professor Umbridge will support my decision very much. "

　　 The anger on Harry's face froze suddenly, and the flustered mood climbed into his heart, but it quickly dissipated.

　　 He held back his heart palpitations and stubbornly said:

　　 "I'm not traveling at night for no reason, I'm learning Occlumency!"

"Oh! Yeah, that's Dumbledore's order, what a fair reason." Snape said with a shake of his head, "But what do I remember, Dumbledore's order is, let you follow me to learn the brain. Occlusion? And if I hadn't been planned to be eliminated tonight, you seem to have never come to me to report, right? So...who did you learn Occlusion?"

　　 "Link!" Harry said firmly, "I learned from Link."

"Really? Mr. Foley is indeed very talented in Occidental Cerebral, after all, I taught his Occidental Cerebral. However, why did you choose him? Is it possible that you think he is more accomplished in this area than I am Is it high?"

　　 Snape said weirdly, although there was not much expression on his face, his eyes were already extremely cold.

　　 This is a very obvious danger sign.

　　In a normal game, the word ‘Danger’ should be flashing on Harry’s head.

　　 It's a pity that he has been dazzled by anger at this moment, he sneered, and said without any hesitation:

　　 "Isn't this obvious? In my opinion, he is more suitable for the position of professor than you!"

　　As soon as he said this, Snape was taken aback for a very rare moment, and then he took out his wand and laughed angrily:

　　 "Yes, yes, let me see the results of Professor Link Foley's teaching! Pantheon!"

　　 Snape's sudden attack without any morality left Harry with no reaction time at all.

　　 Harry felt something in his ears suddenly explode, and then his entire field of vision went dark.

　　 This is a completely different experience from the previous Link training.

　　 If you insist on describing it.

　　 Link’s mind-trapping mind is like a thin thread, slowly penetrating into the brain with a uniform force and speed.

　　 There is no doubt that this is painful.

　　 But the pain was still within Harry's tolerance limit.

　　 And Snape's mind-boggling mind is like someone is using an iron skewer and stabbing it into the brain forever!

　　Sometimes it gets blocked, and it even pulls back some and pokes it hard!

　　 The intensity of this pain almost smashed Harry's limit in an instant!

　　 It wasn't until this time that Harry finally understood.

　　 It turned out that Link was training him to be careful and careful to reduce his pain as much as possible.

　　 This strengthened Harry's idea that Link was more suitable to be a professor than Snape.

　　 It's just that Harry has forgotten one thing.

　　That was Snape had invaded his brain at this moment, and Snape could fully perceive his thoughts.

　　 As expected, the pain that made people almost fainted took another step up in an instant not long after the thought came to light.

　　 Under this wave of painful attacks, a green campfire suddenly appeared in front of Harry.

　　 This bonfire is burning quietly in the fireplace.

　　 Harry can even feel the crackling sound of a campfire~lightnovelpub.net~ and the temperature of the flame.

　　 Everything is so comfortable.

　　 But suddenly, a thin figure suddenly broke into the screen.

　　 She sent a few firewood into the fireplace, and then smiled cautiously at "Harry".

　　 This is Zhang Mianqiang's coquettish smiling face, but Harry felt his soul trembled the moment he saw this face.

　　 Because, he just saw this face this morning!

　　 "Bellatrix..."

　　 Harry trembled and recited the other's name silently.

　　 Then, the picture before Harry's eyes began to turn.

　　 There was a terrifying face that made Harry very familiar with Harry's eyes.

　　 These Death Eaters gathered around a long black table, and on the long table was an iron sign with a twisted shape M inserted.

　　 Coincidentally, Harry also knew the weird letter M.

　　 He had seen such a brand when he was brought to the Ministry of Magic for trial.

　　 At that time, the place where this pattern appeared was the entrance of the Department of Mystery Affairs!

　　 The picture in front of him was gradually collapsing, but a wave of tsunami was set off in Harry's heart.

　　 A group of Death Eaters, who had just escaped from prison yesterday, gathered together at this moment, and they kept studying on the sand table of the Department of Mystery.

　　What do they want to do?