Ch 681-685

I saw you fighting with Moody and Barty Little, so I begged Professor Dumbledore for help, but he said that if you rashly intervene, it may disturb your interest, and you will be very upset." Hermione explained.

　　 No, then I will be very happy!

　　 Ivan really doesn't know how to complain, and he is not a war mad or witch idiot. Where is the interest in fighting?

　　 But Ivan also understood that it was just Dumbledore's excuse. After all, what the old professor was most interested in was to "guide" his students in secret, or to say some unpredictable things to let others "understand" slowly.

　　 I don't know if it's a bad problem caused by being a professor and principal for decades.

　　 After saying goodbye to Hermione, Ivan gently returned to the boys' bedroom.

　　 The sky was already bright at this time, but the few people in the dormitory still slept very securely. Seamus was not sleeping while holding the quilt and talking unknown dreams, and Ron's snoring continued to echo in the dormitory.

　　 Ivan, who had been busy all night, took off his shoes and socks and lay on the bed exhaustedly, summarizing the harvest tonight.

　　 Barty is dead, Harry is safe, Voldemort's careful planning has been completely disrupted, this series of good news made Ivan, who had been worried about the resurrection of the Dark Lord, breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 It's just that a little haze still looms over Ivan's heart, and I once again recalled Trelawney's prophecy.

　　 [Darkness is approaching... Shadows cover the sky, and the servants of the Dark Lord will get out of trouble... The magic world is about to usher in a big change...]

　　 Thinking of this, Ivan frowned. According to Harry's description, this should be another true prediction.

　　 But now that he killed Little Barty, Voldemort should not be able to resurrect, will the predicted result be changed?

　　 Ivan was a little uneasy, but then he shook his head mockingly. He remembered that Peter Pettigrew in the original time and space said that Voldemort's resurrection ceremony did not necessarily use Harry's blood.

Voldemort has always been obsessed with this, but because he suffered a big loss on Harry, he wanted to avoid the magic that protected Harry, and planned to kill him in front of traitors on the day of his resurrection. Harry, re-establish his prestige!

　　 But in any case, after the death of Barty Jr., Voldemort must re-plan the resurrection. At least he can buy himself some time.

　　 This happens to be what he lacks most now!

　　 Ivan thought in a daze, tiredness gradually came to his mind, and soon fell asleep deeply.

　　...

　　 The next day, early.

　　 Ivan, who had barely slept for three or four hours, yawned and was called by Ron. Then several people hurriedly ate breakfast and went to today's Defence Against the Dark Arts class together.

　　 In fact, when I saw the timetable, Ivan's first reaction was to go back to the bedroom and get a good night's sleep.

　　 After all, Moody had just been beaten and discussed with Dumbledore until the early hours of the morning. According to the brain circuit of a normal person, he would definitely take a day off.

　　 However, Moody obviously has no relationship with normal people, so he appeared in class this morning as he should, pretending to be okay, and giving them a Defence Against the Dark Arts class.

　　Moody didn't show his hideous minions until the end of get out of class.

　　 He forced every little wizard except Ivan and Hermione to stand up, insisting on asking them to find out within the stipulated time how he is different from the past.

　　 If something is wrong, Moody will yell at him mercilessly, and several girls almost start to cry.

"You guys really disappointed me. There are obviously so many differences, but only Neville noticed that my clothes were dirty and torn. Couldn't anyone see a few more scars on my arm, a wooden prosthetic leg? Did you change one too?"

　　 Moody reprimanded loudly angrily, and all the stars flew to Seamus's face.

　　 He didn't even wash his face today and hurried over, just to keep his current state and teach them a lesson, but the reaction of these students made him very disappointed-no one really noticed his abnormality.

　　 While talking, Moody also showed everyone his new legs, which were still made of wood, but replaced with a beautiful reddish brown.

　　 "I hope that next time in class, everyone can submit a report of at least one thousand words, explaining the differences, do you understand?" Moody slapped the table and roared.

　　...

　　 "It seems that Professor Moody has finally gone crazy!" As soon as he walked out of the Defence Against the Dark Arts classroom, Ron couldn't wait to express this emotion, and then continued to speak depressed.

　　 "We are not Muggle detectives. Who will notice if he has a new leg today?"

　　 Harry also nodded in agreement.

　　 Hermione on the side really couldn't stand it, and immediately retorted. "Professor Moody is right! You really lack the ability to observe. If you can pay more attention, you will notice that there are still some blood stains on the corners of Professor Moody's robe, which shows..."

　　 When Hermione said this, the words suddenly stopped. She didn't know if she should tell the story of last night. Although Professor Dumbledore did not keep them secret, he did not allow them to disclose it.

　　 Hearing Hermione talk about blood stains, Harry and Ron suddenly became interested and hurriedly asked. "What does it mean?"

　　Hermione hesitated not to speak directly, but subconsciously glanced at Ivan. Seeing that he hadn't stopped herself, she stared at the two of them and said.

　　 "Don't you guys see it? This shows that Professor Moody has just experienced a battle!"

　　 "Fighting?" Harry said suspiciously~www.mtlnovel.com~ Ron was also stunned for a while, and finally he suddenly said something. "Did he catch Snape last night?"

　　 Ivan rolled his eyes, wondering why they could think of Snape every time.

　　 "It might be Karkaroff too!" Harry said vowedly.

　　 Apart from Snape, Karkaroff is the most suspicious. He and Ginny also happened to overheard Snape and Karkaroff during the Christmas ball. They seemed to be discussing something.

　　 "Neither!" Hermione glared at them, vetoing their guess.

　　 This made Harry and Ron even more puzzled, and they quickly became reluctant to question.

　　 "Can you please stop asking, Professor Dumbledore should be able to say it in a few days." Hermione said annoyedly. She already regretted revealing this matter.

　　 Ivan also said nothing.

Now that Barty Crouch Jr. has just come down, he is not sure whether Dumbledore is going to hide the news and confuse Voldemort, and then follow the vine to look for clues, or choose to announce the shocking news in public, so it is necessary to keep it secret .

　　 After all, Ron is a big mouth, and Harry may leak the secret too. It's impossible to say that the two of them will stoke things out one day...

　　 After lunch, Harry and Ron were still guessing about Professor Moody's movements last night. Ivan and Hermione, who were quiet, had to hide in the library to avoid being questioned by them all the time.

　　 "Shall we continue to practice magic today?" Hermione sat next to Ivan with a thick book and asked.

　　 "No, let's read a book, I just want to find some information." Ivan also got up and took a few books about biological deformation from the shelf on one side, and looked through it.

　　Because he was busy investigating the affairs of Barty and Moody, he almost forgot about it.

　　 Fortunately, the poor horned snorer did not starve to death. He put some grass and leaves and the corresponding drinking water in the pot in advance, enough for the little guy to eat for a week.

　　 After several days of observation, Ivan finally determined that the horned snoring beast would never change back to its original form-it was a real biological transformation.

　　 He once tried to cast the Transfiguration Charm on the Horned Snorer again to turn it into a button.

　　 The entire casting process went smoothly without encountering any obstacles. It is no different from other creatures in the past. After a period of time, the magic power disappears, and the button will revert back to the snoring beast.

　　 After a few experiments, this poor little guy was made a little nervous by him. Ivan was very worried about accidentally killing him, so he let him go, and didn't continue to toss.

　　 Throughout the afternoon, Ivan kept searching for information related to high-end transformation magic.

　　 Since his Transfiguration has been upgraded to Level 7, the increase in proficiency has become like a turtle crawling, and normal magic practice has had little effect.

Therefore, he needs to find the key to biological transformation and understand the principle. If he can really solve it, his transformation technique may be raised to a certain incredible height, and the benefits it brings are self-evident. Not to mention, at least he can have endless wealth.

　　 After all, he can create creatures out of thin air. Isn't it easy to turn stones into gold?

　　 Wait, turn the stone into gold...

　　 Ivan touched his chin, pondered for a while, and quickly threw the book in his hand to one side, took an old book from the shelf on the other side, and opened it.

　　 "Ivan? Are you looking for something?" Hermione also noticed Ivan's abnormality and asked curiously.

　　 "Do you think it is possible for a wizard to transform a piece of wood into a completely non-existent creature, creating a new species?" Ivan flipped through the book and said casually.

"How is that possible? Professor McGonagall told us when the school first started that magic can't change the nature of things!" Hermione retorted, thinking that even Professor Dumbledore would not be able to do such a thing. That's incredible.

　　 However, Ivan shook his head, pointed to a certain line of the page in his hand, and said with certainty. "No, it is possible! Alchemy can do similar things."

　　 Hermione stepped forward and took a look, then read the sentence:

　　 "Ancient alchemy involves the refining of the magic stone, which is a magical substance with amazing functions. Among them, the most commendable effect is turning stones into gold and making potions for immortality..."

　　 "This shows that it is feasible to completely transform one thing into another... at least the Philosopher's Stone can do this." Ivan raised his eyebrows and said excitedly.

　　 Obviously, according to the above record, the Sorcerer's Stone can transform matter, and it is completely changed, otherwise it would never be recorded in such a big book.

Because it's not a big deal to simply conjure a piece of gold, many wizards can do this with polymorphism, but that's only a temporary change. It may be okay to fool Muggles. If you dare to use it in the magic world, you will be caught on the spot. Ferret out.

　　 Although this is a little different from my original biological transformation, both of them have completely changed the nature of matter. Maybe there is any connection...

After consulting these many materials, Ivan became more and more aware of how difficult it is to do this. Converting matter and creating creatures should originally belong to the realm of gods. No wonder Nicol Lemay said that the Philosopher's Stone is alchemy The ultimate creation...

　　 "It seems to be right, but Ivan...what are you looking for with these materials." Hermione stopped arguing with Ivan after seeing the description of the Philosopher's Stone, but said jokingly. "Are you planning to make a Philosopher's Stone?"

　　 "That might be!" Ivan laughed.

　　 Some time ago, his alchemy has reached the limit of level 6. After returning from this summer vacation, he just asked Nicol Lemay to find a way to break through. In that case, he might have his own magic stone next year.

　　Hermione thought that Ivan was joking, so she pretended to beg Ivan to turn herself into a piece of gold.

　　 The two chatted and flipped through the books. They just stayed leisurely until the evening, and then packed up their things and headed to the auditorium to enjoy today's dinner.

　　 Even though I haven't been able to find too many key clues all afternoon, Ivan is still in a good mood.

Because now there is no need to worry about the dark wizards lurking in the dark, and there is no messy conspiracy and tricks, every day is to flip through books and bickering, this is the pleasant campus life he is looking forward to~www.mtlnovel.com~ After having dinner, Ivan went straight back to the bedroom, took out a quill pen and started writing to Luna.

　　 [I found some news about the Xianxian tree and the horned snoring beast. If we have time, we can meet under the willow tree the day after tomorrow—your loyal friend Ivan Hals! ]

　　 After writing the content of the letter, Ivan glanced at it and confirmed that there were no mistakes or omissions, so he invited Maca to ask it to send the envelope to Luna.

　　 I was able to resolve the misunderstanding with Hermione smoothly last time, and thanks to the help of the little witch, Ivan naturally remembered this favor.

It just so happened that he got a live horned snorer, he had to take care of it regularly and couldn't find out anything. It's better to treat it as a gift for Luna, let her help him raise it, and ask Luna when he needs it. Just borrow it.

　　...

　　 After sending the letter, in the next two days, besides daily class and reading materials in the library, Ivan also went to the Forbidden Forest to find a more suitable venue for renovation.

　　How can there be no trace of the fairy tree with the horned snoring beast?

　　 Although it is very difficult to create a fairy tree that only exists in the imagination and will bloom beautiful flowers, but the seventh-level Transfiguration technique is enough for Ivan to overcome various difficulties.

　　 Of course, this fairy tree is different from the horned snoring beast. It cannot exist forever. Everything is only manifested by magic...

　　Sunday, evening,

　　 After the last class, Ivan did not return to the dormitory to rest as usual, but walked out of the castle towards the forbidden forest.

　　 When they arrived at the agreed place, Ivan suddenly realized that Luna was already waiting there.

With her back to herself, she stood quietly under the beating willow tree, wearing a weird gown with many decorations on her body, and a wreath made of vines and flowers was leaning on her. On the head.

　　 It can be foreseen that Luna who walked all the way will be stared at with weird eyes, but this attire unexpectedly fits the entire forbidden forest, as if she should have stayed in the forbidden forest.

　　 "It looks like I'm late again this time..." Ivan stepped forward, apologizing.

"No, you came just right, I just finished talking with this willow..." Luna who heard the voice turned around, her light blue eyes staring straight at Ivan, her tone erratic. Said.

Ivan was taken aback for a moment. It was somewhat difficult to understand how Luna chatted with a beating willow. Although this thing would actively attack those who approached and touched it, wizards and scholars generally believed that it was just the instinct of beating willow. reaction.

　　 So when I saw that Luna was standing under the tree without any protection, Ivan was really worried that the beating willow would suddenly launch an attack on the little witch.

　　 Perhaps he had guessed Ivan's thoughts, Luna stretched out her hand and stroked the tree body, explaining. "The beating Liu is just afraid of us hurting it. If it can feel that you are in good faith, then it will definitely not hurt you!"

　　 Ivan was dubious, so he took a few steps curiously and entered the attack range of the beating willow, but the tree still stood there quietly, without any movement.

　　 "Look, it's easy, isn't it?" Luna said quietly.

　　 Ivan nodded and said with a smile. "Yeah, this is really amazing!"

　　 Luna also showed her face and smiled, and then she said happily as if she had thought of something. "By the way, I haven't had time to congratulate you!"

　　 "What?" Ivan asked a little puzzled.

　　 "Congratulations on defeating the mermaid, giant squid, and Grindillo, and saving the warriors and hostages in trouble, that's really amazing!" Luna praised in an extremely exaggerated tone.

Ivan didn't know how to answer it for a while. To be honest, he didn't think his performance in the second game was outstanding at all. It can only be said that the opponents were too hip, so he really couldn't mention it. Get excited.

　　 "In addition, you also defeated a fire dragon and flew around on it, just like the dragon knight in the story!" Luna said briskly as if humming some kind of ballad.

　　 Ivan became even more embarrassed when Luna talked about Norbert, and immediately interrupted. "Okay, don't praise me, aren't we going to find the fairy tree and the crooked snoring beast?"

　　 "Yeah, what are we waiting for?" Luna nodded, with a slight excitement on her face, pulling Ivan's wrist and ran into the forbidden forest.

　　 Ivan didn't expect Luna's mood to change so quickly, but she also restrained herself from running, only pointing the road beside her.

　　 "You went wrong, you are right here!"

　　 "Is that so? But I think I should look for it over there..."

　　...

　　 It was almost six o'clock in the evening, and the sky was gradually dimming. The dense jungle obscured the afterglow of the sunset. The surroundings were dark, and only a little sunlight could fall down the gaps between the leaves.

　　 It seems that Luna is the first time to wander in the forbidden forest so late, but she is very interested, pulling Ivan all the way to trot, until the physical exhaustion is almost exhausted, she panted and slowed down.

Before they knew it, they had already stepped into the depths of the forbidden forest. They couldn't see anything except shrubs and bushes. Luna even wondered if she was lost, but she was not worried at all and turned to look at Ivan. Asked anxiously. "Are we there yet?"

　　 "Alright!" Ivan glanced at the completely dark sky, felt that the time should be almost time, and then pulled Luna in the opposite direction and ran to the side.

　　 After passing through a bush, the front suddenly became wide.

"We're here, that's it!" Ivan stopped and turned to look at Luna, only to find that the little witch was completely stunned. Her beautiful blue eyes were wide and she stared at her intently. A scene that exists in the imagination.

　　 In front of her is a deep sea of ​​flowers, countless blue-purple flowers covering every corner of the field of vision, and every petal is shining with faint fluorescence in the night like magic.

　　 And in the center of the sea of ​​flowers stands a tall tree!

Almost three people hug it. It is more than twice as thick as the distant trees. The dense branches and leaves are like a "big umbrella". The surface of the "umbrella" is blue and purple. Upon closer inspection, Luna realized that it was. Blue and purple flowers, from time to time you can see petals falling from the sky.

　　 It is obvious that the sea of ​​flowers on the ground is falling from the trees.

Luna stared blankly for a long time, just when Ivan thought that something went wrong and the scene did not meet expectations, the little witch suddenly moved in ~www.mtlnovel.com~ She carried the hem of her robe and ran straight in. In the sea of ​​flowers.

　　 The whole land seemed to have been awakened. Countless little elves with pointed ears, hidden under the petals, flew out one after another, bright fluorescence from their wings, lighting up the entire night sky.

　　 "Zong Xian...they are Zong Xian!" Luna recognized it at once. She stepped on the petals and shouted happily, as if someone had used a powerful happiness curse on her.

　　 The traces of the tracers circled around her as if they were attracted by Luna.

　　 Maybe it's really too happy. Luna closed her eyes and was alone in a circle among the flowers. She seemed to use this as a stage for Christmas Eve, and the surrounding Xian Xian was very happy to accompany her on the beat.

　　 Ivan did not disturb the little witch's interest, just sitting on the ground covered with petals and watching Luna's solo dance-this is a fairy tale that belongs to her alone...

It can perfectly restore Luna's imagined scenes. In addition to the merits of seducing the mind, the transformation to the seventh level is indispensable. If it was before the fourth hemolysis, Ivan would definitely not be able to do it anyway. The vast scene is deformed!

　　 The consumption of magic power is also a big problem. Before the Transformation Tracer Fairy Tree, he almost squeezed his magic power.

　　 However, it is precisely because of the difficulty of casting spells that his proficiency in polymorphism has increased a lot, which is a surprise for Ivan.

　　 After a while in the sea of ​​flowers, Luna ran to the trace of the fairy tree, raised her head and looked up at it high, muttering.

　　 "There is really a trace fairy... and there really is a trace fairy tree. If I say it, they will not believe it!"

"How did you find this place? Ivan? This is amazing!" Luna turned her head leisurely, changing her usual cold and confused appearance, she can be seen from the outside. Happy.

　　 "I come here often, and I found it by chance..." Ivan was a little embarrassed and panicked, feeling a little uneasy.

　　 Because he found that Luna's joy was far beyond expectations, the little witch seemed to be really immersed in this fantasy world.

　　 However, Ivan is very clear that this fairy tale scene is false.

　　 When the joy of lies is pierced by the cold reality, it often brings greater disappointment.

　　 Luna didn't doubt Ivan's statement, and then turned her gaze to the black hole under the Xianxian Tree. It was very deep at first glance, only a little fluorescent light appeared.

　　 "This must be the home of the Horned Snorer, right?" Luna asked curiously.

　　 Ivan nodded, although this was originally for spiders and basilisks, but he took care of it a little bit, and only here is enough empty and quiet.

The two stood in front of the cave entrance and waited. After a while, a tall and majestic creature with a pair of large corners walked out from the cave entrance slowly. The silver-white hair covering the whole body looked extra in the moonlight. Gorgeous.

　　 It is more than a meter tall and looks very weird. It has both deer-like hooves and cow-like hooves. It is now examining the two people in front of it with its yellow-orange eyes.

　　 "Ah, it's really a crooked snorer!" Luna shouted happily, and cautiously stepped forward, stretched out her hand to hug the crooked snorer's neck and rubbed the silver-white hair comfortably.

　　 And this big guy didn't evade her intimacy, and stood in place very docilely, letting her touch him.

　　 "Want to ride on it and try it?" Ivan asked with a smile.

　　 "Can you?" Luna asked happily.

　　 "Of course!" Ivan took a few steps forward and helped Luna ride on the back of the Horned Snorer.

　　 At first, Ivan was still a little worried about whether Luna would fall, hesitating whether he needed to ride with the little witch, but fortunately, Luna adapted quickly and sat firmly holding the horns of the horned snoring beast.

　　 So, Ivan gave up this plan and just watched Luna happily driving the silver-white behemoth wandering in circles in the sea of ​​flowers.

　　 When the waning moon was high in the sky, and the magic of the Transformation Curse was about to disappear, Ivan called to Luna who was crazy and reminded.

　　 "It's late, we should go back!"

　　 Luna looked a little bit upset, but she nodded and jumped off the back of the horned snorer, and then seriously said goodbye to the horned snorer and the tracers.

　　 The two walked out of the forbidden forest in the direction they had come.

　　 Luna hummed an inexplicable tune along the way, in a very good mood, while Ivan hesitated and stopped talking. In such an atmosphere, the gate of the castle was already in front of her eyes.

　　 Just as the two passed through the hall, Ivan suddenly stopped, turned to look at the little witch next to him, and said apologetically.

　　 "I'm sorry, Luna..."

　　 Although it was cruel, Ivan still decided to expose the truth, because it wouldn't last long, and he didn't have the energy to maintain the Transfiguration technique. One night was already the limit.

　　 "Why do you want to apologize to me?" Luna looked at Ivan puzzledly, then looked at the forbidden forest in the distance, and said quietly. "The fairy tree is very beautiful, and the horned snoring beast is also very good..."

　　 "Yes, it's just them..." Ivan started to explain, but was interrupted by Luna's words.

　　 "They will only stay in the forbidden forest for one night, right?" the little witch said lightly.

　　 "Did you see it?" Ivan was a little surprised. He thought that his Transfiguration technique was still very good, and it shouldn't be seen through.

　　 Luna blinked, and did not answer Ivan's doubts.

　　 Ivan did not intend to continue to ask, since he had been seen through, he no longer hid it, and immediately took out a transparent jar from his pocket and displayed it in front of the little witch.

　　 Luna clearly saw a half-slap-sized crooked snorer in the jar, which looked like a reduced version of the forbidden forest.

　　 "Is it the baby of the Horned Snorer?" Luna asked curiously.

　　 "No, it's a real horned snorer!" Ivan shook his head and said solemnly.

　　 In order for Luna to understand the meaning of the word "real", Ivan unscrewed the jar and lifted the crooked snoring beast with his fingers.

　　 This poor little guy was probably frightened. He mistakenly thought that a certain demon was going to torture him again, and suddenly let out a tragic wailing.

　　 But this time, Ivan was not here to do the experiment, so he just waved his wand gently.

　　 "FiniteIncantatem~ (Mantra stop

　　 A dazzling white light flashed, and the horned snoring beast remained as it was, looking at them with that pitiful and innocent look.

　　 Luna can of course understand the meaning of this spell cast by Ivan, which means that in front of her is a real and alive horned snoring beast!

There was light in the eyes of the little witch~www.mtlnovel.com~ She stared at this strange creature in fascination, until Ivan handed her the horned snoring beast, and Luna recovered her mind and gave this The poor little guy took it.

　　 "You really found it!" Luna said in surprise.

　　 In the palm of his palm, the restless horned snoring beast was competing with Luna's fingers with its curved horns. It was not at all as docile as the deformed similar one in the Forbidden Forest, on the contrary it was irritable.

　　 But Luna didn't care, she tried her best to comfort the horned snoring beast, and then looked up at Ivan, her blue eyes were foggy, and she said softly in gratitude. "Thank you for finding the horned snorer for me, and thank you for showing me the Zongxian Tree and Zongxian... They are all the same as I thought..."

　　 "We are friends, aren't we?" Ivan said seriously, "And I really want to say, it should be I want to thank you..."

　　 He had heard Hermione talk about that day, and if Luna hadn't helped him and Hermione, I really didn't know how long it would take to untie the knot.

　　 Not to mention the little witch who helped herself a few years in advance, Luna also had a contribution to solving the mystery of the secret room and successfully deciphering the clue of the snake language.

　　All these help Ivan are naturally remembered in his heart, so he has long wanted to prepare a thank you gift for the other party, but he found the opportunity today...

"Yeah, we are friends!" Luna nodded and said briskly, and then put the horned snoring beast into the jar, and then curiously asked Ivan about the precautions for raising this strange creature. .

"Grass and leaves are good for eating. As for the others, I haven't tried it, so you have to understand it yourself." Ivan replied with a smile.

The two of them just walked and talked, and they finally separated formally at the intersection of the tower and returned to their dormitories.

By the time Ivan walked through the door of the bedroom, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The room was very dim, with only a few candles lit on the wooden table. Harry lay on the bed early, rarely, while Seamus and Neville leaned against the window and told sneer jokes.

Ivan greeted a few people who were still awake, and got ready to go to bed. After working for several days, he had been with Luna for another night today. He was already too sleepy.

However, when I happened to pass by Harry's bedside, Ivan vaguely noticed a cold wave of magical power, and he turned his head and glanced subconsciously.

On the bunk next to Harry, wrapped in a quilt, closed his eyes tightly, his face was full of pain, his mouth was whispering one by one, the lightning scar on his forehead was gleaming. It was like a nightmare.

Ivan frowned and couldn't help but moved a few steps closer, standing in front of Harry's bed, and a murmur of whispers came into his ears.

"No! You can't do this..."

"He is very angry... the servant is dead... he is coming back... and killing everyone there..."

Harry murmured unconsciously, shaking his head from time to time, his expression getting more and more painful, and the big beads of sweat kept slipping down and soaking the pillows and bedding, like a convulsion.

Ivan's face became more serious. Although he didn't know what Harry was dreaming about, the information revealed by these dreams made him a little uneasy.

Could it be that Voldemort had learned of the death of Barty Crouch Jr., so he was very angry about killing someone to vent his anger?

Some doubts surfaced in his mind, Ivan was eager to ask, but he didn't dare to wake Harry up casually, worried about interrupting the dream and missing any key information.

He couldn't be more clear about Harry's particularity. As one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, Harry would unconsciously enter Voldemort's brain at some point to browse memory fragments, or share his vision with other Horcruxes. Some secret information...

Although there is a clear mention in the original time and space that Voldemort can use this in turn, using Occlumency to construct false illusions.

But Voldemort hasn't been resurrected yet, it should be impossible to detect Harry's prying eyes, so the credibility of intelligence is still very high now.

Just as Ivan was thinking about it, Harry who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and suddenly sat up from the bed, panting heavily, swept around in panic, and yelled frantically.

"Where is Professor Dumbledore? Where is Professor Dumbledore?"

While talking, Harry felt his scars start to hurt again, as if he had been burned by fire, and immediately let out a painful wailing.

The few of Seamus who heard the shout were startled, and jumped out of the bed without wearing their shoes, and they surrounded Harry's bedside with worry.

"Are you okay? Harry?" Seamus shook Harry's shoulder vigorously to make him awake.

"Or does your scar hurt again? Do you want us to take you to the school hospital?" Ron also hurriedly asked.

"No, I'm fine, and I don't have to go to the school hospital. I'm going to find Professor Dumbledore now." Harry shook his head and hurriedly rolled off the bed.

"But it's so late now. The professor should have rested. If you have something, it's better to go to him tomorrow..." Seamus didn't quite understand why he made such a fuss, and asked suspiciously. "Did you have a nightmare? Harry?"

"That's not a dream!" Harry shouted angrily.

"Then do you see anything?" Ivan on the side asked solemnly.

"Barty Crouch is dead! Voldemort is very angry that he has been torturing someone with the drill curse... That snake... I became that snake again!" Harry said hurriedly, he was desperately desperate. I want to describe the picture in my mind more clearly, but for some reason it becomes intermittent when I reach my lips.

But Harry added diligently. "Voldemort... Voldemort also said he wants to kill more people! Use their blood to restore power, and he wants to kill everyone in a Muggle village!"

After the words fell, the whole bedroom fell into a strange silence, and Ron, Neville, and Neville were all shocked by Harry's words.

"Did you just talk about the mysterious person?" Seamus looked at Harry in horror, unconsciously stepped back two steps, and almost hit the sharp corner of the bed.

"Did you dream about that person again?" Ron knew a little bit more, so he wasn't surprised like Seamus.

Ron still doubted Harry's words. "You said that Mr. Crouch is dead? How could that be possible? I saw him staying in the castle well yesterday."

"But I really heard Voldemort's own words!" Harry said eagerly, looked around, then turned his eyes to Ivan who was thinking about things, and said again. "Ivan, don't you have that map? Don't we know if we look at it?"

Ivan regained his consciousness and nodded solemnly, just as he wanted to see if both Crouches were dead, so he took the live map out of his pocket.

In the next moment, a plain picture of the entire castle appeared in front of everyone.

Ron glanced around on the map, and soon saw Barty Crouch on it~www.mtlnovel.com~, slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile. "Look, Harry, Mr. Crouch is still in the staff lounge, so you are just having a nightmare."

Harry was a little confused, he looked at the name on the map for a long time without replying.

Just when several people thought that the matter could be concluded, Ivan suddenly spoke.

"No, I'm afraid that Harry is right. There is indeed a Barty Crouch dead, but it is Mr. Crouch's son Barty Jr. He sneaked into Hogwarts before and tried Throwing Harry's name into the goblet of fire."

"So Professor Moody arrested him that day?" Harry suddenly thought of Moody's anomaly a few days ago and asked anxiously.

"You can also say the same..." Ivan gave Moody a bit of face, but he was thinking about how Voldemort learned of this information?

Was it because of what kind of incantation was put on Barty's body that could detect his life or death, or was it someone told him specifically?

There should not be many people who know this information now...