I swung a sword at Hogwarts

He dreamed that Basil flapped its wings and beat Hedwig. He tried to stop him, but Basil suddenly became very big and ate him in one bite.

The scene before his eyes changed and turned into an ancient and elegant room.

It was as if there was no money to pay the electricity bill. The room was very dark and the only area that could be seen was the area illuminated by a candle.

"It seems I've been fooled." Harry was surprised to hear himself speak, his voice was sharp and cold.

"Master, please forgive me." A man in black robe knelt on the ground.

The candlelight flickered on his trembling body.

Still that sharp and cold voice came out of Harry's uncontrollable mouth, "I don't blame you, Rookwood."

He stood up from the luxurious dark velvet chair, walked towards the shivering man, and stared at the man from a condescending angle.

Harry noticed that on the other side of the dim candlelight, a man with platinum hair was standing there respectfully.

"Is your information reliable, Rookwood?" The voice was full of danger, and Harry felt like killing the man. "You should know that I don't want to be deceived."

"Reliable, Master. I, I have worked in the Ministry of Magic after all." The man became even more frightened.

The owner of the voice turned around, his eyes fell on the platinum-haired man, and called out, "Lucius."

"Master." Harry walked out of the darkness a little so that the face could be seen. His pupils contracted. He recognized this man.

Lucius said respectfully, "I tried to control Bode, but he resisted my Imperius Curse."

The master's gaze shifted back to the man on the ground, and Rookwood said in horror, "Bode can't take it, master, he knows he can't."

"Stand up, Rookwood." The voice softened a little, making the man grateful.

"We need to start over now, Voldemort thanks you, Rookwood."

The sharp and cold voice said, "I still need your help. I need all the information you can provide."

Rookwood was as if he had been pardoned and repeatedly pledged his loyalty.

"Call Avery in."

After Rookwood left, there were only two people left in the room.

Harry found his eyes returning to Lucius and said, "How's Bellatrix?"

"Narcissa is caring for her, Master. She is badly injured," Lucius said with difficulty. "She has many magical wounds on her body."

"Dumbledore tricked us."

"Dumbledore?" The master walked up. "Not him."

Facing the wall, Harry spotted a mirror hanging in the shadows.

A face whiter than a skull, with red eyes whose pupils were two slits.

"It's another man, Lucius."

After the words fell, Harry finally knew who his current role was.

"No——!" he screamed in horror.

"what?"

A voice sounded nearby, and Harry was entangled in the curtains. He could feel someone touching him frantically.

"Would you please stop moving around like a lunatic?" Ron's voice rang out. "I'll get you out!"

Finally the curtains were drawn aside and Harry breathed in the air greedily.

There was no third dream this time, but it frightened him even more.

It was no longer that door, but turned directly into Voldemort.

After taking a breath, his forehead felt as if it was on fire.

Shivering, Harry sat back on the bed.

As he recalled everything he had seen, Ron looked at his buddy worriedly.

"I am the mysterious man."

Harry took a deep breath, remembering the two people he saw in his dream.

"Malfoy's dad is here too."

"Malfoy?" Ron was incredulous.

After all, Malfoy's attitude.

But when I think about it carefully, I feel that there is nothing wrong.

Lucius Malfoy was originally a Death Eater.

Harry told what he had dreamed about, including the mention of Bode at that time.

Dean and Seamus moved noisily around the house, stripping off their clothes and getting ready for bed.

"Harry," said Ron nervously, "you must tell ..."

"I can't tell anyone," Harry said firmly, knowing what he was going to say. "If I knew Occlumency, I wouldn't be able to see any of this."

“They want me to learn not to let this stuff in.”

Ron knew who 'they' were, of course.

It was not until the next day when they were resting that the two told Hermione what had happened.

Hermione was much smarter than the other two, and she discovered more from the details.

"Sturges, Podmore," Hermione said a little breathlessly, "Do you remember why he was arrested? Lucius Malfoy also attacked him, that invisibility cloak, maybe he was guarding that door, Malfoy found him and took his soul."

Hermione looked at Harry, and Harry originally thought he would get some analysis or praise.

But Hermione suddenly said, "But you shouldn't see this, Harry."

Harry was shocked. "What?"

Hermione said, like a strict mother, "You should learn not to let these things get into your head."

Harry still wanted to make excuses, saying that this was the only way he could get more information, like this.

"I think we should try to make you forget what you saw," Hermione said sternly and firmly. "You should work hard to learn Occlumency."

Harry was very depressed because he had done a good thing.

But from Hermione's mouth, it seemed as if something might happen to her at any time.

...

Chapter 335 Ignorance and Lies

Basil beats Hedwig again.

This time several feathers flew flying and Hagrid was pecked twice.

John was called over to take Basil away and he glanced at Hedwig.

Poor Snowy Owl, now hiding behind Hagrid and dare not show his head.

Basil was shouting there, but was still carried back by John by his feet.

He felt that Basil should be given some tasks, otherwise his energy would be too high.

John wrote some letters and asked Basil to go out.

Now the Owl Shed was free of flying feathers.

"Thank you." John took a sip of water and thanked Goyle, who was smiling very ugly.

Goyle, who took turns with Crabbe serving John tea and water, nearly tripped as he left.

Malfoy leaned over and said, "Umbridge is causing trouble again."

"Oh?"

John glanced at Malfoy, who was in a good mood after crushing Harry in Potions class.

After peeking at Umbridge's record book, Malfoy vowed: "One of our professors is leaving Hogwarts."

"Is she finally going to take action?"

John was not surprised. After all, Umbridge was the kind of person who wanted to control everything. How could she not retaliate after being implicated last time?

"Who specifically?"

"I didn't see it." Malfoy said a little embarrassedly, "I just took a look and Umbridge came back."

Well, we can't count too much on Malfoy.

Although I didn't see it, the difference is not big.

Because according to the current lowest score, it's either Hagrid or Trelawney.

These two people were deducted the most points. In addition, in that connotation contest, Trelawney rarely said good things about Harry, wishing him many children and a long life.

Umbridge's face was almost as black as charcoal at that time.

So John was still inclined to believe that Trelawney would be fired.

I just don't know when to start.

If I'm not mistaken, John probably won't be around for long.

...

Saturday.

Slytherin has a Quidditch match.

John went to watch.

It has to be said that at Hogwarts, except Harry, basically no one can catch up with Malfoy's Firebolt.

With this foundation, it would be too easy to defeat anyone.

The trident tactic was always effective, and Slytherin's cheers echoed throughout the stadium.

On the contrary, the others had sad faces, as if Slytherin’s victory was not good for them.

Slytherins were used to it anyway.

They won, and by a huge margin.

Singing the song of glory loudly, John saw that Malfoy was very proud of himself.

He reminded helplessly in a low voice, "You knocked Qiu Zhang away, and Cedric had his wand out at that time."

Malfoy's pride froze for a moment. In the match between Slytherin and Ravenclaw, he showed no mercy.

Facing Qiu Zhang, he had no shame at all and rushed forward at high speed, almost knocking Qiu Zhang away.

It really hit my teammate’s girlfriend hard.

Qiu Zhang cried the moment he was born, and now he is probably crying in the arms of the student council president.

Sure enough, Cedric came to Malfoy with his wand.

Malfoy ran away decisively, and Cedric was so angry that he chased him.

The two chased from the Quidditch pitch to Hogwarts Castle.

As someone who exercises regularly, Malfoy obviously has better physical strength.

He managed to escape.

But not long after, Malfoy was ambushed by Daphne and hung upside down.

Malfoy was so grief-stricken and angry that he almost forgot that Daphne hated him just as much.

It would be better if John came and put him down, otherwise Malfoy would be left hanging until the evening.

...

Harry watched Malfoy's match, although he was hoping that Cho Chang would win.

But Malfoy is superior to Qiu Zhang in both equipment and technology.