The years of welding at Hogwarts

Seeing this scene, the unicorns and centaurs who were chasing after them became even more angry.

A centaur running in the front suddenly took off the heavy bow on his back, drew the bow like a full moon, and the bowstring that was stretched to the extreme was suddenly released.

The ancient runes engraved on the arrow were activated, and it shot out like a dazzling bolt of lightning.

The centaur leader's action was like a signal, and a powerful rain of arrows shot out from behind him the next moment, heading straight for Voldemort in the distance.

The protruding horn on the unicorns' foreheads also began to accumulate magic power.

A holy milky white fluorescence began to bloom on the horn at a speed visible to the naked eye. The magic power that had been accumulated to the extreme turned into a dazzling stream of light that broke through the air in the next moment.

Faced with this fierce attack, Voldemort finally put down the poor unicorn corpse in his hand.

He stopped and lazily raised the skeleton staff in his hand. The blazing ghost fire burning in the eye sockets of the skull on the staff suddenly expanded a little.

A silver-white shield. No, it’s so huge that it can’t even be called a shield.

It was almost like an extremely thick metal wall that blocked all the attacks. The rain of arrows and streams of light hit the steel wall fiercely, emitting a series of dazzling sparks.

After enduring three rounds of attacks of the same intensity, the metal wall finally broke apart under the heavy load.

It was then that the centaurs and unicorns realized that they had lost track of the mysterious black wizard.

Without the magical light, the crescent moon hanging in the sky obviously could not provide sufficient lighting.

The leading centaur raised his arm to signal everyone to stop, and the unicorns pawed the ground with their hooves anxiously.

The next moment, dark magic power like tentacles broke out of the ground, wrapped around the waists of several centaurs like a poisonous snake, and suddenly pulled them downwards.

The land that should have been extremely solid became like a large pool at this moment. The imprisoned centaurs were pulled into the ground below without any hindrance and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The runes engraved on the arrow radiated a magical glow, briefly illuminating the darkness.

However, they were unable to use this brief darkness to locate the enemy. Instead, in the gap between blind attacks, two more unicorns were dragged into the darkness and disappeared.

"Don't mess up! Don't mess up!"

The leading centaur roared, "Everyone, listen to my orders! Use flare arrows!"

The bowstrings hummed, and the arrows rising into the air were like little artificial suns, illuminating the area within a radius of hundreds of meters as bright as day.

However, even with a good combat vision, they cannot make up for the huge gap in strength between them and the enemy.

The human skull on the skeleton staff suddenly opened its mouth, and the two faint ghost fires burning in the eye sockets suddenly expanded into a sea of ​​fire that covered the sky and the sun.

The blazing flames at a temperature of over a thousand degrees distorted the air, transforming into a group of ferocious beasts with bared fangs and claws that pounced on the centaurs and unicorns below.

The leading centaur roared unwillingly, "Retreat! Retreat!"

……

In the pitch-black dormitory, Harry Potter sat up in shock from his dying dream.

He didn't know when his clothes had been completely soaked with cold sweat. Sitting on the bed, still in shock, he breathed in big gulps of the cold air from outside into his lungs, like a patient with an asthma attack.

He was awakened by an incredibly realistic nightmare.

Only then did he feel the horrible pain in the scar on his forehead, as if someone was pressing a white-hot metal wire against the scar.

With his hands pressed tightly to his forehead, Harry tried hard to recall the incredibly vivid dream.

It seemed to be a dark and gloomy woodland, and it looked like it should be the forbidden forest of Hogwarts.

The dream scene quickly shattered into countless scattered fragments after he woke up. In just a few tens of seconds, Harry forgot most of the content of the dream.

What's worse is that the pain from the scar greatly distracted him.

When the scar no longer hurt, Harry frowned and tried hard to recall the scene in his dream.

All the scenes in the dream were so realistic. He only remembered that he seemed to have transformed into an evil dark wizard, slaughtering all the creatures living in the Forbidden Forest.

Wait, the Forbidden Forest?

As if realizing something, Harry suddenly jumped off his bed, rushed to the dormitory window in three or two steps, and pulled open the curtains that covered the scene outside the window.

The forbidden forest in the distance was actually set on fire with a large area of ​​pale green flames!

That dream was real!

Harry woke up his roommate anxiously, "Ron! Ron! Something happened!"

Ron, whose sweet dream was disturbed, looked speechlessly at his roommate who was going crazy in the middle of the night. It was not until Harry pulled him to the dormitory window that Ron believed what Harry said.

The other two roommates who were woken up also

They all crowded in front of the window.

"Merlin's beard! We should notify the professors immediately!"

Chapter 199 Dumbledore's Legendary Power

Dumbledore was not blind and deaf.

Voldemort made such a big noise in the Forbidden Forest that even without Harry's reminder, he noticed something unusual outside the castle not long after the fighting in the Forbidden Forest began.

Subconsciously, he reached out to the place behind the door where the gilded perch was originally placed, "Fox..."

But the empty bird stand made Dumbledore a little confused. He paused for several seconds before reacting. Now his cabbages should be somewhere hanging out with a wild boar.

This gave Dumbledore a bit of a heart attack.

Isn't it said that members of the Dumbledore family will get help from the Phoenix when they need it?

Where is my Phoenix?

With the help of the contract between the Dumbledore family and the Phoenix family, he sent a message to Fox through the mental link, but the reply he received was this -

"Don't get close to me! I'm busy! You're getting in my way!"

Along with these words, there was also a rhythmic snapping sound.

Not knowing what the fat turkey was doing, Dumbledore, who looked like an old man on the subway looking at his phone, finally chose to temporarily put aside his doubts and began to use the authority granted by his position as the headmaster of Hogwarts to perform Apparition.

The battle in the Forbidden Forest continues.

The ferocious beast formed by the fierce fire roared in the sky, and the balls of hot flames that were enough to turn all living things into charcoal in an instant were like fire meteorites falling from the sky.

The centaurs and unicorns below looked at the sea of ​​fire that covered the sky and the moon, and couldn't help but reveal a look of despair.

Just when they all thought they were doomed, huge waves suddenly surged up in the lake not far away. The vast amount of water turned into a water wall tens of meters high in the blink of an eye, pressing down on the sea of ​​fierce fire in the sky.

Water escape: Who will repair the dam?

The lake water swept up by magic was spinning wildly, and it turned into a huge water phoenix with wings big enough to cover the entire Quidditch field. It flapped its wings violently and collided with the flames in the sky.

The scorching heat and extreme cold collided, and a large amount of water vapor suddenly spread in all directions at this moment, turning the entire battlefield into a white foggy world.

In the white steam, a golden light suddenly radiated.

The golden light radiating from the void gradually converged, and the figure of an old man with a white beard gradually appeared.

Although the opponent's face could not be seen clearly due to the double interference of strong light and mist, when that figure appeared on the battlefield, the creatures in the Forbidden Forest who had temporarily joined forces under the pressure of Voldemort all felt relieved at this moment.

Without seeing the other person's face, they can guess who the owner of the back is.

This is the power that Dumbledore possesses.

Well, even though he was always late, in the recent battles between Noah and Voldemort, the old bee always waited until they finished fighting before arriving.

But this cannot deny that Dumbledore holding the Elder Wand can be said to be the strongest in the wizarding world today, even Voldemort at his peak is inferior to him.

This is Dumbledore, the legendary power.

The fog was still thick around them, but it was no match for the reptiles with heat vision, which obscured Voldemort's vision.

On the contrary, fighting in such an environment will affect the enemy more.

But Dumbledore would not create such favorable conditions for him.

Golden-red flames rose from under Dumbledore's feet, forming a ring of fire that spread out in all directions. The surrounding white mist quickly dissipated like melting ice and snow the moment it touched the ring of fire.

On the battlefield, the appearances of Dumbledore and Voldemort were also revealed.

Looking at Voldemort's current appearance, Dumbledore frowned. This was the first time he saw it with his own eyes. Voldemort, who had previously only existed in Noah's description, was half-snake or half-lizard.

He frowned, "Tom..."

Dumbledore originally wanted to say something, but Voldemort, who had collected enough materials about magical creatures, had already made plans to retreat when he saw Dumbledore.

He didn't want to waste time fighting with an old man here, not to mention that he had only recovered a small part of his strength. In his prime, he could only fight Dumbledore to a draw, so he could forget about it now.

He couldn't beat him, but if he wanted to run away, Dumbledore couldn't stop him.

The flames in the sky that had not yet completely dissipated grew stronger again with the addition of magic power.

Voldemort waved the wand in his hand lightly and pointed it at Dumbledore. Under the pull of his magic, the flames in the sky condensed into a huge flaming python, which pounced on Dumbledore fiercely.

Slightly raising the old wand in his hand, the entire lake rose up under the influence of Dumbledore's magic, and pressed down towards Voldemort like a river pouring down from the sky.

The steam spread again, and when this time the steam dissipated, Voldemort's figure had disappeared from the spot.

Ignoring the group of centaurs trying to surround him, Dumbledore chased after

There were traces of space teleportation remaining in the air, and the figure was twisted into a slowly rotating vortex like Voldemort.

With a loud bang, Dumbledore's figure also disappeared into the Forbidden Forest.

……

It was already late at night when Dumbledore returned to his office.

This always very impressive old wizard looked a little embarrassed at this moment. The gorgeous wizard robe on his body, which looked very expensive, was burned with large and small holes by the scorching flames.

The carefully groomed white beard on his chin turned yellow and twisted due to the high temperature.

A ball of light emitting silver light was quietly suspended in Dumbledore's office.

When Dumbledore's figure emerged from the void, the ball of light condensed by the Patronus Charm immediately changed into the shape of a kitten, and Professor McGonagall's voice came from it.

"Albus, I have an emergency here. It's about Harry. I want you to come to me in the infirmary as soon as you get back."

After delivering the message, the guardian angel immediately dissipated into silver light floating in the air.

When Dumbledore, who was already worried about Voldemort's resurrection, heard that his favorite student, the savior, was in emergency, his heart, which had become extremely fragile after being repeatedly troubled by the two big troubles, Fawkes and Noah, instantly rose to his throat.

Something happened to Harry?

Is this another ploy to lure the tiger away from the mountain?

Fortunately, when he hurried to the school infirmary on the second floor, he saw that his beloved savior classmate was already asleep on the hospital bed. The most serious problem he had was just insomnia caused by the severe pain from the scar, and there was no big problem.

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief.

He turned to the older cat girl who had been guarding Harry closely because of the unusual situation in the castle tonight, fearing that this troublesome savior would cause trouble again.

"Minerva, how is Mr. Potter?"

Chapter 200 Minerva! I am the Headmaster!

"You mean to say that Mr. Potter dreamed about Voldemort's actions in the Forbidden Forest, and from his perspective?"

Professor McGonagall's statement surprised Dumbledore a little.

As for this possibility, ever since Snape told him that Harry might be the special living Horcrux among Voldemort's many Horcruxes, he had guessed that such a thing would happen sooner or later.

Eleven long years had passed since that tragic night in Godric's Hollow, and the fragments of Voldemort's soul had become closely entangled with Harry's.

This kind of state where you are in me and I am in you will produce a very wonderful induction between souls.

It's like the telepathy of twins, or it can be explained by the theory of quantum entanglement in quantum mechanics, which would allow Harry to read Voldemort's thoughts under certain conditions.

Of course, it is also possible that Voldemort could use this special connection between the two to invade Harry's brain.

All we can say is that risks and opportunities coexist.

No, that’s not the case. We should say that the risks far outweigh the opportunities.

With Voldemort's Legilimency, he can do much more than simply read Harry's thoughts and spy on Dumbledore's secrets through his perspective.

If Harry continues to remain in this naked state without installing a firewall for his mind, Voldemort can use the piece of his soul that remains in Harry's body to easily manipulate Harry's mind and completely control Harry without him knowing.

As long as Voldemort is given some time, Harry will lose control of his body little by little, until he finally becomes a puppet of Voldemort.

So, now Dumbledore has two choices:

The first option, and also the safest one, is to teach Harry Occlumency, a magic used to resist the invasion of thoughts, to sever the connection between him and Voldemort.

This will protect Harry's safety to the greatest extent and prevent the leakage of some secret information of the Order of the Phoenix as much as possible.