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Chapter 1172 An Absurd Dream

"call……"

Looking at the dream world that had finally shattered before him, a weary-looking Leon couldn't help but let out a long breath, a complex expression flashing in his eyes.

This dream, centered on herself, is no less intense than Frederica's dream. Apart from the slightly absurd modifications and the occasional sudden skipping of large chunks of time due to the lack of "plot," it is almost indistinguishable from reality.

Moreover, because she actively entered the dream, she couldn't even retain her memories at first. She was just like an ordinary British child, foolishly attending primary school for several years with a savior with a lightning bolt scar on his forehead.

When he turned eleven and graduated with excellent grades from Privet Road Experimental Primary School, preparing to attend the First People's School in Old London, an owl suddenly appeared at his door with a letter tucked between its tail and its tail. The owl told his father, a dentist who worked in proctology, that his son was actually a wizard.

So... a dentist's son who doesn't want to be a proctologist isn't a good wizard? This dream couldn't be more chaotic...

Recalling the absurd scene in his dream where he was skilled at filling dogs' teeth, pulling Harry, who had goat horns on his head, and forming a trio with the red-haired, alcoholic "Olivia Weasley," bravely fighting the noseless Foldemort, Leon felt his teeth begin to ache.

The dream world is so abstract. Many things that seem perfectly reasonable when you're dreaming often turn out to be quite absurd when you wake up and think about them. Especially the various random and bizarre things that suddenly appear out of nowhere. Now that I think about it, it's so embarrassing.

Moreover, I probably haven't read enough of the Harry Potter series, so I don't understand many parts of the plot and characters, which caused my dream to lack a lot of key "figurative material". So I started to force things out of my memory to fill in the gaps in my dream.

Because the director was also red-haired, he was given the identity of "Weasley" and replaced Ron from the original trio. The Taurus director, with his white hair and senior status, was given a head of snow-white curly hair and replaced Dumbledore as the headmaster of Hogwarts.

As for Frederica, since her name also contains the character "Voldemort," she was simply made into Voldemort's counterpart. She was defeated by Harry Potter, played by herself and the Black Goat, with a set of the secret old military style of the Celestial Empire, breaking his nose and flattening his nose.

It was a truly absurd dream... but it was still quite interesting, and I was even a little reluctant to wake up.

Leon gently stroked the steel staff in his hand, sending this old companion that had helped him cast physical magic and defeat countless dark wizards back into the shattered dream. He glanced at the broken world with some reluctance, then turned and left this real yet absurd dream.

"How about it?"

Shaking his still somewhat heavy head, Leon, having broken free from the dream, looked around and then asked Frederica, who was guarding him, "..."

"This dream we jumped into, it can't be our destination, can it?"

"No."

After instinctively taking a small step back, and seeing that Leon didn't punch her in the nose, Frederica breathed a sigh of relief. She then rubbed her sore nose and replied in a somewhat muffled voice:

"Although Lord Taurus has given us a lot of luck, the dream world is too numerous and too chaotic. It is almost impossible to jump into the right target in one go among countless dreams."

“I think so too.” Nodding in agreement, Leon looked at Frederica, whose eyes were glistening with tears, as if she were about to burst into tears at any moment, and asked with surprise:
"What's wrong? Why do you seem... about to cry?"

I'm not just about to cry, I've already cried! And I was made to cry by a single punch from you!

Recalling the scene in her dream where Leon, wielding a spiral steel staff, led a group of so-called wizards wielding swords, spears, and halberds, chasing her across the world, Frederica, filled with heartache, couldn't help but purse her lips. She barely managed to suppress the urge to cry again, forcing a smile as she replied:
"It's nothing, I'm just a little... never mind, let's not talk about this."

After opening her fair palm to Lyon, Frederica smiled through gritted teeth:

"Time is of the essence, we must continue on our journey... Mr. Lyon, please give me the [Dream Butterfly]!"

"Um... are you alright?"

Seeing Frederica's seemingly intense emotions and unstable mental state, Leon hesitated for a moment before finally making a suggestion:

"Actually, I'm in pretty good shape right now. The dream has had a much smaller impact on me than I imagined, and it hasn't caused any psychological trauma. So if you're feeling unwell, I can use Dream Dance again..."

"no need!"

Yes, the dream didn't cause you any trauma, because you were the one who was severely "traumating" others! Especially me!

After interrupting Leon's suggestion, Frederica recalled Leon, the Dark Wizard from her dream who had unified Hogwarts in three years, conquered the entire British wizarding world before graduation, and was already marching towards France before she fled. She couldn't help but insist on reaching out her hand:
"We are on high alert right now. To deal with any unexpected situations that may arise at any time, you must always be in good condition, so let me handle this!"

Um... that's not what I meant by "as if facing a formidable enemy." You probably meant "on the verge of death" or... whatever, never mind...

Although he still felt that Frederica's condition was not good, Leon did not insist on it because he thought of her strong will that was almost unprecedented. Instead, he took out the [Dream Butterfly] that was still fluttering its wings from between his eyebrows and handed it to Frederica.

"Don't be brave."

Just as Frederica reached out to catch the [Dream Butterfly], Leon subtly raised his wrist, avoiding her hand, and then said with a hint of worry:
"If you find the dream difficult to endure, you must tell me after you come out. I have some control over nightmares, so entering and leaving the dream doesn't take much out of me. I can help you share some of the burden."

"Thanks……"

Seeing Leon's slightly worried expression, Frederica felt a warmth in her heart. She loosened her clenched teeth, took the [Dream Butterfly] and pressed it to her forehead, then held Leon's hand and fell into a deep sleep...

The colorful butterflies reappeared, and the two who had transformed into butterflies left the dream plane they had just entered and fluttered into a new dream world. Looking at the dream world around them, which still didn't seem like their destination, Leon couldn't help but sigh with slight disappointment. He then looked at Frederica, who was still sleeping in his arms.

The Pisces Director's psychological suggestion to her should still be working. Frederica's current dream should still be related to her origin, so... should I go into her dream again?
(End of this chapter)