Chapter 480 Letter (Modified)
In the Ravenclaw Tower Library, the summer cicadas were constantly chirping in the magically simulated garden scene outside the fake window. It was a hot and restless afternoon, but the tower room was peaceful. With the blessing of magic, the temperature in the room is cool and pleasant. Allen sat at the desk, and the quill smoothly drew lines of words on the parchment. Hermione held a thick magic book about illusions. , sat next to Allen, and Luna stood in front of a bookshelf, but she was not looking for a book to read, and she was moving her eyes along the lines on the bookshelf, as if she was in a trance and fell into her own world again middle.
Finally, Allen put down the quill, picked up the parchment, glanced at it quickly, put down the paper with satisfaction, stretched his waist, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.
"Alan," Hermione asked, putting down the spell book, "are you writing to Harry? Please forgive me for overtaking a few sentences. Haven't you received a letter from Professor Dumbledore?"
"You mean the letter asking us not to write to Harry and not to tell him what happened in the wizarding world?" Allen asked disapprovingly.
Hermione frowned: "Yes, Principal Dumbledore's letter emphasized that Harry should not be told the news of the wizarding world. He said that the owl might be robbed halfway." Hermione paused, and then said, "Of course there are other ways of sending messages, but I think Dumbledore just doesn't want Harry to know anything, you know, he hasn't learned Occlumency, and you didn't speculate, the fragment of Voldemort's soul on Harry's forehead Putting him in touch with Voldemort allowed Harry to see what Voldemort saw when he was emotional, but it was also possible for Voldemort to see what Harry saw and heard the other way around."
Allen shrugged: "I suspect that the soul fragment left by Voldemort on Harry's forehead is the reason why Harry has been unable to learn Occlumency. I asked Harry to try to learn Occlumency from his godfather a long time ago, but If you can't learn it, it doesn't mean that you can't even communicate normally. Hermione, I don't mean to preach or tell tales. I just think it's wrong for Professor Dumbledore to instruct us to keep Harry away from news from the wizarding world. No, it is not wise for Dumbledore to hide this from Harry and only care about preventing his own information from being exposed to Voldemort. I guess, in terms of Voldemort's character, once he realizes the soul relationship between him and Harry He is likely to use this in turn to create some illusions for Harry to deceive Harry, and because Harry, who knows nothing, does not know the specific situation at all, he is likely to impulsively fall into Voldemort for him. Constructed trap."
Allen then sighed and continued: "But since I promised Dumbledore not to directly influence his arrangements for Harry and make his plan to complete the prophecy variable, I cannot directly tell Harry the truth. Deng Bullido is too old, has experienced too much, and has too many worries. He has forgotten what it was like when he was young. Think about it, he was trapped in the Dursleys for a month, and he had to If there is any news from us, and the Muggle world is not friendly to him, if the wizarding world is also misunderstood by him and thinks that everyone has abandoned him, I think these negative emotions will make it easier for Voldemort to treat Harry after he finds out that they are connected with each other It will have a bad influence. Of course, it may also be that Dumbledore thinks that Harry will not only reveal the plan to Voldemort, but may even be controlled by Voldemort through this connection, allowing Harry to monitor him."
Allen stood up, made a cup of Earl Gray tea for Hermione, and added a few more orange slices according to her taste: "I think it is necessary to maintain normal contact with Harry and maintain his emotional stability. But because In recent years, my relationship with Harry has not been so close, so I just plan to send him a letter or two of greetings as usual during the holidays." Allen grabbed the parchment on the table and raised his hand. Yang, "It's Hermione, do you want to resume correspondence with Harry? After all, the frequency of correspondence between you is much more frequent than that between me and him.
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After listening to Allen's words, Hermione began to hesitate whether to violate the rules set by Principal Dumbledore for her. She looked at the parchment in Allen's hand, picked up the quill, and spread out a piece of parchment.
"I guess this is what the mysterious man wants Harry to feel." Luna, who seemed to be distracted, suddenly turned her head and said to Hermione who was about to start writing.
"Why do you say that?" Hermione was still feeling uncomfortable about breaking the agreement with the school principal, which made her unable to understand what Luna expressed for a moment.
"Let's put it this way, if I were a mysterious person, I would like Harry to be isolated from everyone... because if he is alone, Harry is not a big threat." Luna finished speaking very softly Then he tilted his head and smiled at the suddenly realized Hermione, then turned around, and his eyes continued to travel along the pattern of the bookshelf at the position where he had just interrupted.
"By the way, Luna, I made a new prophecy these days. Get your camera ready. The three of us have nothing to do these few days and we have to go around the Dursley's house. If there is no accident, it may be in August. It happened in about two days." Allen quickly explained before Luna entered the trance state again.
It had been the hottest summer Harry had ever seen in his life, and the once lush Muggle meadows had turned yellow—watering hoses had been banned because of the drought.
The inhabitants of Privet Drive, whose usual pastimes consisted of cleaning cars and mowing grass, were unable to do either, and had to hide in their shady houses with the windows wide open in the hope of blowing in a little The cool breeze that exists. Only Harry remained outdoors, sprawled out in a flower bed outside number four Privet Drive.
He would rather hide here and eavesdrop on the news in the hot summer than accept many inexplicable accusations in that depressing house. What disturbed him even more was that, apart from a letter from Ginny at the beginning of the holiday, he hadn't received any information from the wizarding world for a long time. And after Sirius picked him up, he left the house he bought on Privet Drive under the pretext that he had something to do, and he didn't know where he went. Dreaming back at midnight, he often had to jump out of bed and flip through those magic books over and over again to calm his anxiety a bit.
A depressed, lost feeling came over Harry, and then the hopelessness that had been tormenting him all summer overwhelmed him again unexpectedly.
Harry was bored looking at the sky above his head, suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he sat up instantly, covering his eyes with his hands, a small black speck flew far from the sky, Harry turned his head suddenly, he was sure My own Hedwig is still sleeping soundly in the bedroom, so, this one in the sky is——
Harry jumped up, banging his head hard against the open window of the Dursleys' house. There was a bang, and Aunt Petunia's terrified screams were heard from across the room.
Harry felt as though his head had been split in two, and his eyes filled with tears. Ignoring the blurred vision in front of him, he shook his body and hurriedly ran towards the street. This move was very wise. He hadn't run far when he heard Uncle Vernon's roar.
Harry shook his head, and his vision finally became clear. At the same time, he waved desperately at the owl in the sky, like a madman. Fortunately, no one poked his head out in the hot weather, otherwise he would definitely think he was a madman.
The joy in Harry's heart was beyond words. He recognized that it was Ellen's owl, Benny, who was flying towards him with spread wings.
Gently stroking Benny's head, Harry couldn't wait to untie the two letters tied to the owl's feet.
With trembling fingers, he opened the envelope, and three pieces of paper fell out of it—two letters and a photo. Harry glanced at the photo of the event. Hermione, Luna, and Allen were standing in front of a very majestic and gorgeous castle smiling at him, and he couldn't help but also burst into a smile.
He opened Alan's letter first, with a look of envy on his face, it's great to be able to travel abroad freely. Although Allen's letter didn't mention any news from the wizarding world, Harry was excited to be able to restore communication.
After tearing open Hermione's letter again, Harry frowned.
For some reason, I couldn't contact you at the beginning of the vacation... You should review your homework well. After all, we will face the Common Wizarding Level Exam soon. This is very important. It will affect what jobs you can apply for in the future. I Remember that if you want to be an Auror, then you have to pay extra attention to courses such as Defense Against the Dark Arts, Potions, and Charms. Using the summer vacation, you can master a lot of knowledge. As long as you get good grades in the exam, next year we can choose the N.E.W.T. subjects we need.
There was still a long time before the ordinary wizarding level exams, Harry shook his head, carefully folded the letter paper, and put it in his pocket together with the photo.