Chapter 656 Harry's Dream

Because he couldn't visit Sirius, after Harry finished eating the cake, he suddenly seemed to have nothing to do.

"What happened?" Taking advantage of this moment, Kyle also asked his doubts.

From the time he was called to the principal's office to now, he had no idea what was going on and had no time to ask. He just followed Dumbledore in a daze.

"I seemed... to have a dream." Harry said. His expression looked a little hesitant, but he still whispered: "I was originally doing my Charms homework, but suddenly I fell asleep and did a A very strange dream."

"In the dream, I seemed to have turned into Voldemort... Okay, I know this is unbelievable. It's normal for you to think I'm talking nonsense..."

"I believe it," Kyle said, glancing at the scar on Harry's forehead.

"Thank you..." Harry said happily, "In short, Voldemort gave an order to teach the 'Tail' who was following him a lesson... and then I... oh no, Voldemort killed him with the Death Curse. one person."

"Who is it?" Kyle asked, "Is he also a member of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"I don't know." Harry fiddled with the cup in his hand. "I don't know him, and I've never seen him."

Kyle frowned, "Then what."

"Then I was woken up by Ron. He said that I had been talking in my sleep and thought I was having a nightmare... but my scar kept hurting, as if it was burning.

"Hermione was worried and called Professor McGonagall. I told her what I saw in the dream. She thought I was not having a nightmare and took me to the principal's office."

Kyle suddenly said: "So, did you hear in your dream that they were going to attack Sirius?"

"No, I didn't hear the name." Harry shook his head, "It was Professor Dumbledore. He used a special magic... I don't know what kind of spell it was. It should be used to convey messages. How about Mr. Weasley found Sirius within minutes."

At this point, Harry trembled all over and looked very frightened.

He was very fortunate that both Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore chose to believe his words.

Judging from the news heard in the principal's office, when Mr. Weasley and Moody found Sirius, he was being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse. No one knew what would have happened if it had been a little later.

At the thought of Sirius possibly dying, Harry felt as if his stomach was being grasped by a big hand, and his whole body could not stop shaking.

Looking at him, Kyle didn't ask any more questions, but stood up and left the tea room, preparing to go to the store to buy Harry a cup of hot cocoa.

He just noticed this in the store.

But just as he left, he saw two familiar people appearing in the direction of the stairs.

"Mr. Weasley...Tonks." Kyle waved his hand, and the two of them immediately walked towards him.

"Kyle, are Harry with you?" Mr. Weasley asked.

"He's inside." Kyle pointed to the private room in the tea room, "What's the matter?"

"That's good," said Mr. Weasley, "It's getting late now and I have to get you guys back to Hogwarts."

"What?"

Before Kyle could speak, Harry pushed open the door of the tea room and said, "If I don't go back, Sirius is still here.

"Didn't you just visit him?" Mr. Weasley said, "Don't forget, you have classes tomorrow, and it's enough for me to be here.

"And just now, the house elf named Kreacher came."

"But..." Harry wanted to say something else, but saw Mr. Weasley shaking his head seriously.

"This is what Sirius means too. I guess he doesn't want you to see yourself weak..."

"But I don't care," Harry shouted. "I don't care what he becomes."

"You must go back anyway," Mr. Weasley said firmly.

Seeing Harry's stubborn look, he lowered his voice and said, "Think about the Ministry of Magic. You came to St. Mungo's as soon as Sirius was injured. This is suspicious enough in itself. Fortunately, Professor Dumbledore found him." I gave you a reason to hide the past for you, but I feel like they didn’t completely believe it.

"If you don't want to be questioned, you'd better get back to Hogwarts now."

Harry still hesitated.

"Be patient and wait a few more days." Mr. Weasley said softly, "Just wait until the Christmas holidays. It will be fine by then. You can stay as long as you want."

Harry said nothing and nodded silently after a few minutes.

"Very good, I knew you would make the most correct choice." Mr. Weasley said with a smile, "Then don't waste time. If you go back early, you can sleep a little longer."

"How are we going to get back?" Harry asked, "Are we still going to Disapparate?"

"Yes, this is the fastest way." Mr. Weasley said, "But we have to go outside first. St. Mungo's, like Hogwarts, prohibits phantom movement."

"Wait a minute..." Harry said, "But we just Apparated here."

"I don't know. Maybe Dumbledore has other ways, but I definitely can't do it."

Mr. Weasley said, "Actually, Dumbledore wanted to send you back together, but he had to deal with the people from the Ministry of Magic and could not leave in a short time, so this task was given to us.

"... Tonks, you are in the front. If anyone from the Ministry of Magic comes, please warn us."

Tonks didn't seem to be in a good mood, which could be seen from her orange, straw-like hair.

But after hearing what Mr. Weasley said, she nodded and walked forward.

"Okay, hurry up." Mr. Weasley waved his hand, and Kyle and Harry followed him.

The people from the Ministry of Magic should all be with Dumbledore at this moment. Without any stop, they went directly from the tea room on the sixth floor to the waiting room on the first floor, and then they came outside to a department store with a sign "Closed for Renovation".

"No one is here now." Mr. Weasley looked around, "Hurry up, Tonks."

After that, he grabbed Harry's arm and disappeared on the spot.

Looking at this scene, Kyle subconsciously thought of the time when he was Apparated by the Phoenix, and his stomach began to churn again.

"Why don't I do it myself?" Kyle looked at Tonks and said, "I can actually Apparate, too."

"I know, but to be on the safe side, no." Tonks shook her head, "It's illegal for underage wizards to use Apparate. If the Ministry of Magic sees you, you'll be in trouble."

"But I'm already in the sixth grade." Kyle tried to struggle, "It should be okay."

"That's going to have to wait until after Christmas, when you've completed the Apparate test." Tonks grabbed Kyle's arm, "Be ready."

Another crisp sound.

When Kyle opened his eyes again, he had already arrived at the door of Zonko's Joke Shop.

Because Hogwarts prohibits Apparate, Tonks can only send him here, as do Harry and Mr. Weasley.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and Hogsmeade was silent. All the shops were closed, and the pointed roofs were covered with a layer of silvery white moonlight, which looked quiet and beautiful, and was completely different from the daytime.

Several people walked on the path to Hogwarts.

Tonks was very interested in Harry's dream of Voldemort. When she was at St. Mungo's before, she had been afraid of being overheard, so she had been holding back from asking. Now she finally found the opportunity.

"Your family doesn't have prophetic blood, does it?" She asked curiously, "Or has there been any famous prophet..."

"No," Harry said, "and I don't think this is a prophecy."

"That's true." Tonks pondered, "After all, you don't see the future, but what is happening now, which is different from prophecy... It's really strange, do you have any special talents?"

There are always one or two lucky people in the magic world who are born different from other wizards, such as Tonks herself, who is a Metamorphmagus.

She can change her appearance at will. The human body transformation magic that is extremely difficult for others is as easy as eating and drinking for her.

She thought Harry was the same.

"I don't know." Harry said, he didn't want to discuss this topic.

Because in his dream, he became Voldemort.

Now Harry feels uncomfortable when he thinks of that experience. If this is also a talent, he would rather not have it.

Fortunately, they also arrived at the school gate at this time.

Mr. Weasley stopped and did not move forward.

"You will be safe next." He said, "We can't leave St. Mungo's for too long. We need to go back as soon as possible. See you during the Christmas holidays."

"Goodbye."

After Kyle and Harry walked into the school gate, Mr. Weasley and Tonks Apparated away again.

The school was as quiet as Hogsmeade. The two walked through the grounds and climbed the stone steps to the oak door of the castle.

The door was closed, but it was not a problem. Kyle took out his wand and easily opened a crack.

"Look here, Mrs. Norris..."

Filch's voice came from upstairs, which was unusually harsh in the quiet castle.

"Oh no, it's Filch..." Harry raised his head nervously, "Will he find out that we are not in the dormitory?"

"Don't be nervous, Filch can't go to the dormitory to check who is not in bed." Kyle said, "This is probably just a normal night patrol... Do you have an invisibility cloak?"

"No." Harry shook his head.

He was taken directly from his bed to the headmaster's office. He even grabbed a robe randomly before leaving the house. How could he bring an invisibility cloak?

"What about the Disillusionment Charm? Do you know it?" Kyle said, "It has the same effect."

"What spell?" Harry blinked.

"Never mind." Kyle said, "How about this, just follow me and I'll take you back to the Gryffindor common room."

"You take me back?" Harry suddenly thought of something, "Oh, I almost forgot, you also have an invisibility cloak..."

"No, you don't need that thing." Kyle said with a smile, "Just follow me, remember to keep a distance, but not too far, just like before in St. Mungo's."

"No, no." Harry shook his head quickly.

The Hufflepuff common room is very close to the entrance hall, Kyle can go back first, there is no need to risk going upstairs with him.

In this way, even if he is discovered, Filch can only catch him alone.

But before Harry can say anything else, Kyle took the lead to walk up the stairs.

Harry's heart immediately rose to his throat. Based on his previous experience of night walks, he was sure that if Kyle walked upstairs so blatantly, Filch would definitely find him, and then neither of them would be able to escape.

Harry wanted to catch up to warn Kyle, but he had just walked half of the stairs when Kyle had already reached the second floor.

At the same time, the thing he was most worried about happened.

"Ha, I caught you!"

A dim oil lamp moved quickly from the other side of the corridor and soon came to the stairs.

As long as Harry looked up, he could see Filch's gloating face behind the oil lamp.

"It's me, Filch."

Just as Harry was hesitating about what to do, he suddenly heard Kyle's calm voice, which felt like he was greeting Filch, and there was no panic at all when he was caught walking at night.

Kyle was certainly not panicking, he had privileges.

"Is it you?"

After seeing Kyle's appearance, Filch's face instantly became disappointed, "Why are you here?"

"Of course, I am here just like you, to find out if there are any suspicious people." Kyle said calmly, "This is the task that Professor Umbridge has assigned to us, and it must be completed as soon as possible."

Filch stopped talking for a moment, because from this matter alone, he must obey Kyle's command.

This made Filch very uncomfortable, so he has been avoiding direct contact with Kyle in recent times.

Now that Kyle mentioned this again, Filch wanted to leave immediately.

Mrs. Norris also wanted to leave.

After seeing Kyle, it was furious, its body was tense, its ears were bent back, and it looked like it was facing a great enemy.

Soon, Filch also noticed this.

"Mrs. Norris, what's wrong with you?"

He was answered by a sharp howl and the sound of claws rubbing against the floor.

Kyle probably guessed why Mrs. Norris was like this, it should be related to the basilisk.

Just an hour ago, when he released the basilisk from the box, he inevitably smelled the basilisk.

This smell is difficult for wizards to detect, but animals are very sensitive to it. I think Mrs. Norris must have smelled it.

Of course, even if he knew what was going on, Kyle would not tell Filch.

"I think Mrs. Norris must have discovered something. You can take him to the tower to have a look. Leave this to me."

"You don't need to teach me how to do it." Filch's face became uglier. He glared at Kyle for another minute before turning around with a cold face.

"Let's go, Mrs. Norris."

The dim oil lamp gradually faded away. Kyle waved his hand behind him and continued to walk up.

At the corner of the stairs, Harry was stunned by this operation and stood there in a daze.

He never thought that a crisis would be resolved so easily by Kyle?

In a trance, he thought it was daytime, but the bright moonlight in the corridor reminded him that it was indeed curfew time.

It was not until the footsteps became farther and farther away that he suddenly came to his senses and chased after them.

They walked all the way to the eighth floor, and Filch did not appear in front of the Fat Lady's portrait again.

"How did you do it?" Harry couldn't help asking, "Filch didn't punish you."

"Because I have privileges. In order to catch your DA, I can enter and leave the castle at any time, including curfew." Kyle turned around and asked, "You know the password, right?"

"Ah, I know." Harry said, "Fennel oatmeal."

"The Fat Lady's taste is really... well, unique." Kyle couldn't help muttering.

"Thank you for the compliment, but I prefer orange marmalade oatmeal." The voice of the Fat Lady came from the portrait.

Harry wanted to say something, but at this time, because he got the password, the Fat Lady's portrait had been opened, revealing the passage behind.

"Harry, are you back?" The voices of Hermione and Ron came from the passage.

"It's me." Harry said.

"Okay, go back quickly." Kyle glanced at him, "If you have a dream like today again, remember to tell Dumbledore or Professor McGonagall as soon as possible.

"Also, if Umbridge asks you tomorrow, just say that it was the headmaster who told you that Sirius was sent to St. Mungo's, and don't say anything else, especially your dream."

"I know." Harry said.

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