Chapter 1037 Create Opportunities

"No!" Harry knelt down on the ground again.

His face was buried in his hands, and his brain hurt, as if someone was trying to pull it out of his skull.

"Get up!" Snape snapped. "Get up! You didn't do it, you didn't try!"

Harry stood up, heart beating wildly.

Opposite him, Snape looked paler than usual and angrier, though not nearly as angry as Harry.

"I tried my best." He gritted his teeth.

"No, you didn't, I told you to let go of your feelings!"

"Really? I find it hard to do now," Harry growled.

"Then you'd be easily exploited by the Dark Lord!" said Snape cruelly. "Proud, sentimental fools who don't control their emotions, wallow in terrible, sad memories, make themselves so vulnerable. Stimulating. In a word, Potter, weak people, they are vulnerable to his magic! You are like this, and he can easily invade your mind!"

"I'm not weak," whispered Harry, furious and feeling like he was about to punch Snape.

"Then prove it! Control yourself!" Snape reprimanded, "Control your anger, control your brain! Here we go again! Prepare! Legilimency!"

He watched as Uncle Vernon crucified the mailbox as a hundred dementors floated toward him from the opposite side.

Then, he came to the windowless corridor, which he had dreamed many times before.

But this time it was not a dream, Harry went back to the day when he and Ivan went to the Ministry of Magic for trial, August 12th.

Mr. Weasley took him and Ivan to the underground courtroom in a hurry, and they passed the same place.

Harry wanted to go in, but Mr. Weasley led him and Ivan to the left, down the stone steps.

"I know! I know!"

Harry fell to the floor of Snape's office again, his scar prickling like needles.

Pulling himself up, he saw Snape glaring at him with his wand in his hand, and this time Snape seemed to remove the spell without waiting for Harry to resist.

"What's the matter, Potter?" he asked, staring at Harry.

"I see, I remember," gasped Harry, "I just realized!"

"Aware of what?" Snape asked sharply.

Harry didn't answer right away, rubbing his forehead, still reliving the moment of blinding realization.

For months he had often dreamed of a windowless corridor with a locked door at the end.

But never realized that it was a real place, and now recalling it, he found that it was the corridor he and Ivan and Mr. Weasley rushed to the courtroom, which led to the Department of Mysteries, and Voldemort wanted to go in .

"What's in the Department of Mysteries?" He looked up at Snape.

"What did you say?" Snape asked softly, and Harry was delighted to see him flustered.

"I said, what's in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic, Professor?"

"Why do you ask that?" Snape asked slowly.

"Because." Harry stared at Snape for reaction, "I saw that corridor, I've been dreaming about it for months, and I just realized that it leads to the Department of Mysteries, I think Voldemort longed to be there..."

"Stop saying the Dark Lord's name!"

They glared at each other, and Harry's scar burned again, but he ignored it.

Snape seemed a little nervous, but tried to sound cold and unconcerned when he spoke.

"There are many things in the Department of Mysteries, Potter, many, many, far beyond your imagination, but few of them you can understand, and none of them are your business, did I make it clear?"

"Understood," said Harry, still rubbing the scar, which was hurting more and more.

"Very well, that's it for today, I hope you come over at the same time on Wednesday, we continue to practice."

"Okay." Harry said, he couldn't wait to leave Snape's office to find Ivan, Ron and Hermione.

"Every night before you go to bed, you're going to shut out all emotions and keep your mind blank and peaceful, understand?"

"Understood," said Harry, but he barely listened.

"Careful, Potter, I'll know if you've practiced."

"Yes." Harry whispered. He threw his schoolbag over his shoulder and walked quickly towards the door.

As he opened the door he looked back at Snape, who was turning his back on Harry, picking his thoughts out of the Pensieve with his wand and placing them carefully back in his head.

Harry closed the door gently, his scar still throbbing.

Finally, Harry found Ivan, Hermione, Elaine and Ron in the library.

Elaine was flipping through a book about the history of the birth of vampires, while Ivan, Hermione, and Ron were doing their homework.

For the o..Ls exam, other students were also there, almost all fifth graders.

They were all sitting at the lighted table, with their noses on the books, and they were scribbling wildly with quill brushes.

The sky outside the window was getting darker and darker, and the only sound was the light clicking of Mrs. Pince's shoes.

She paced the aisles menacingly, blowing her breath on the necks of those who touched her precious books.

Harry was shivering a little, the scar was still hurting, and he felt a little burning.

"God, you look bad, Harry!" said Ron.

"What's going on, what did he do to you?" Ivan asked.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Hermione asked in a low voice, showing concern.

Judging by Harry's appearance, Snape's private tutoring was really bad, what happened between them?

Elaine put down her book and looked up at Harry.

"I'm fine!" Harry said irritably, frowning in pain, "I'm telling you, I just discovered something."

He looked around and told what he saw and deduced just now.

Ivan also frowned, Harry finally knew about it, what would Dumbledore do? !

Will he adopt Ivan's opinion? He should now take Keresis to Grindelwald for treatment. When the matter with the vampire comes to an end, it will be the turn of the Ministry of Magic's prophecy ball, which Voldemort must get something.

But to be honest, judging from the current situation, the strength of Voldemort's side is a little bit weak.

His army has not yet been formed, and the Death Eaters who are most devoted to him are still locked in Azkaban.

He himself is as strong as Dumbledore, and he is restrained by Harry, so the wand doesn't work for him.

The statue of the evil god was eaten by Ivan. Now for a decisive battle, Voldemort has little chance of winning.

The only thing he can rely on now is the Horcrux, and until the Horcrux is completely destroyed, he is immortal.

In particular, he also made the statue of the evil god into a horcrux, which is very troublesome, and it is difficult to destroy that thing.

It was originally protected by the power of the evil god, but now with the power of the Horcrux, it is already difficult to destroy it with magic alone.

Ivan felt that he should find a way to get an unparalleled weapon.

Of course, this is only a comparison of strengths on the surface. The horror of the evil god has not yet been revealed, and the horror of Voldemort has not yet been revealed. No one can guarantee that an evil existence that does not even want his own body in order to live forever and conquer the world Under the guidance of the evil god, he will transform himself into some kind of monster.

Therefore, the sooner the decisive battle is held, the better for them. If Voldemort doesn't give him a chance, he will create his own. Browse and read the address: