Chapter 443 Nightmare and Analysis

Chapter 443 Nightmare and Analysis

The shrill voice seemed to echo in his mind again, the memory from his infancy, the memory dug up from the depths of his soul by the Dementors.

He has a bloody feud with Voldemort, and he will stand at the forefront of this war. This is his responsibility, his mission, and his wish.

He thought of Dumbledore again, if it weren't for his eagerness to find death, eager to reincarnate. Maybe things won't be so bad. Everyone in the Brotherhood is in a period of rapid growth in strength.

Everyone is getting stronger day by day, which should have been their greatest advantage, but Dumbledore's single-minded plan brought Voldemort back to life ahead of schedule. This is very bad news for them who resisted Voldemort.

With all the thoughts in his head, Harry slept chaotically.

In his sleep, Harry only felt that he was light and airy, like a leafless leaf that was blown freely.

Then, his thoughts were like entering the door key again, and a vortex swallowed his thoughts and kept turning and turning in the vortex.

Finally, in a dark room, his mind touched something.

It was the sharp, cold voice, the voice that echoed in his mind.

The voice said grimly, "You're lucky, Wormtail. You're lucky you didn't screw up my game, he's dead."

"Master!" A timid voice said weakly, "Master, I am so happy I am very sorry"

"Nagini!" The shrill voice said grimly, "You're not very lucky, I'm not going to feed you Wormtail this time, but it doesn't matter, Harry Potter and Dumbledore."

A hissing sound sounded, what appeared to be a large snake.

"Now, Wormtail," the shrill voice said grimly, "I must remind you that I cannot tolerate your stupidity and you need to remember this lesson."

"Master don't stop begging you"

"Gouging out the bone!" The voice said coldly.

The weak voice called Wormtail became stronger, and he screamed in pain.

The screams poured into Harry's ears like magic, and the scar on his forehead burned like a sudden fire.

He cried out, screaming in pain.

"Harry, Harry!"

A voice seemed to come from the sky, like a rope, slowly pulling his thoughts up from the ground.

Harry opened his eyes. He was lying on his bed, clutching his face in his hands. The scar on his forehead was still burning him, and when he blinked and turned his head, the pain caused him to cry.

Ron was standing by his bed, looking at him worriedly.

"Are you all right?" Ron asked in a low voice, Harry didn't look like he was all right now.

Harry put his hands on the bed and looked around. This was his dormitory, his bed. There was no Voldemort's voice or that scream called Wormtail.

"You just rolled on the bed clutching your scar, looking very uncomfortable." Ron reminded Harry of what had just happened, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No, let's go to George, I just dreamed of something." Harry took a few deep breaths to relieve his emotions.

Harry quickly put on his clothes, ran down the spiral staircase, and ran all the way from the lounge towards the auditorium, with Ron following closely behind him.

In the large dining room, George, Hermione, and Zhang Qiu were having breakfast.

Harry slowed his pace and waited for his breath to settle before he walked over to George's side and sat down, with Ron sitting across from him.

Harry told everything in his dream.

"Is Harry's dream a sign?" Hermione asked worriedly.

She remembered George once saying that there was a mysterious connection between Harry and Voldemort, but Harry had never had such a dream before, and it sounded like a warning sign.

George looked serious,

Frowning, he said, "There is some mysterious connection between Harry and Voldemort, which he can feel when Voldemort is close to him."

"But this connection is also affected by many factors. Voldemort's thoughts are not easily leaked, and Harry's will is strong enough to not suddenly fall into Voldemort's thoughts."

"Something happened yesterday, Voldemort's plan almost went wrong, and Harry was also worried about Crouch's affairs. This matter affected the thoughts of both Harry and Voldemort at the same time. There was a connection of minds that made Harry feel what Voldemort felt."

Harry said calmly, "So this dream is very likely to be true."

That was exactly what he worried about, the burning pain of the scar, more violent than he had ever faced Quirrell. Voldemort looked better than ever, and he mentioned taking Dumbledore and feeding him to a snake.

He said with some regret, "It's a pity that I didn't see anything, only heard some voices, otherwise, we might be able to know where Voldemort is in advance."

To be able to enter Voldemort's mind and feel what he felt was a special accident that was difficult to replicate. It's a pity that he didn't get more information, and he couldn't see anything in the dark room. He didn't know where it was or what was going on.

George said solemnly, "It is very likely to be true, as we have known for a long time, Voldemort has been resurrected, and he has made a plan. It seems that in his plan, the target is not only you, but also Dumbledore."

"His goals include not only you, but also Dumbledore, which shows that he is in good shape. He came prepared this time and will not give up easily."

He continued, "It's not a pity to not see anything, it's not easy to spy on Voldemort's mind. When you spy on him, he will probably spy on yours in return. It seems that you have to learn right away. Occlumency is done."

For Voldemort, George has always attached great importance to Dumbledore, and Dumbledore has never defeated Voldemort. Not only that, but Voldemort also has the special advantage of being a villain. He can use all kinds of means without hesitation, which Dumbledore can't do.

In the face of such an enemy, no amount of caution is too much.

He has been in this world for fifteen years, and he has changed enough things and caused enough changes.

He couldn't be stupid enough to believe in the so-called plot and the so-called protagonist. It is even more impossible to hope that Voldemort will lose to Harry inexplicably, and he cannot rely on these students who are far inferior to him to fight against Voldemort.

To be continued.