My Understanding Is Incredible, I Built A Floating City In Hogwarts

Harry followed Levin's suggestion and turned back to the castle, heading to Dumbledore's office.

He walked through the corridor, thinking about the scene in his dream. The dream lingered in his mind, as clear as the dream on Privet Drive.

He carefully sorted out every detail of the dream, trying not to forget it.

Harry, immersed in memories, didn't even notice the stone monster at the entrance to Dumbledore's office.

When he came to his senses, he found that he had already passed by, so he turned back and stopped in front of the monster.

At this moment he suddenly realized that he did not know the password.

This reckless look caused a burst of laughter behind him.

Harry didn't know anything about it. He stared blankly at the stone statue and asked tentatively: "Ice lemon juice?"

The monster showed no reaction and still stood quietly. Harry knew that he had guessed wrong.

At this moment, the hem of his clothes suddenly moved, as if wind was blowing through the closed corridor.

Then, the monster seemed to wake up and jumped to the side.

Harry was stunned, he couldn't believe how lucky he was. The door opened automatically after he guessed the password incorrectly once.

He eagerly walked through the gap in the wall and stepped onto the spiral stone "443" staircase.

The stairs closed slowly behind him, carrying him upward until he stopped at a gleaming oak door with a brass knocker.

His hand lightly touched the brass door knocker, and the door opened automatically. Dumbledore sat on the large chair with a gentle smile on his face: "Oh, welcome, my child. Are you confused?"

Harry told Dumbledore the truth about his dream.

Dumbledore didn't say anything after hearing this, but took out the pensieve and showed some past memories to Harry.

After reading these memories, Harry felt bad. The truth revealed almost subverted his outlook on life.

It turns out that Durmstrang's principal, Igor Karkaroff, was not only a Death Eater, but also betrayed many of his comrades during his trial, and then gained his freedom.

Moreover, their Potions professor, Severus Snape, was also a Death Eater, so no wonder he was so annoying.

However, Dumbledore placed deep trust in Snape and vouched for him.

Harry felt that Dumbledore must have been deceived by Snape. He was always so kind and willing to believe that everyone could be a good person.

In sharp contrast to Karkaroff's nervousness and apprehension is Ludo Bagman's calmness.

He behaved so naturally that no one would associate him with a Death Eater.

However, what is shocking is that his high position in the Ministry of Magic was actually the result of the secret support of Death Eater Luke Wood.

But what shocked Harry the most was Barty Crouch's ruthlessness.

This serious and high-ranking Ministry of Magic official actually sent his son to Azkaban Prison with his own hands. The person imprisoned with Barty Crouch Jr. was the creepy figure in Harry's dream. Woman - Bellatrix Lestrange.

After his interview with Dumbledore, Harry felt much more relaxed.

When he pushed open the heavy brass door of the headmaster's office holding the sizzling honey candy given by Dumbledore, the nightmare had lost its grip on him.

"Harry," Dumbledore's voice sounded behind him, "please keep it a secret regarding the fact that Neville's parents were tortured to madness by the Death Eater Bellatrix using the Unforgivable Curse. This story should be told by Neville himself. Tell it when he's ready to face it all."

"I understand, Professor." Harry nodded and was about to turn around and leave.

"And——" Dumbledore's voice sounded again.

Harry turned around and saw Dumbledore standing next to the pensieve, his face illuminated by the silver light in the basin. On that weather-beaten face, the traces of time seem to be even deeper.

He stared deeply at Harry, as if looking into a distant future through his eyes, "In the final challenge, may the goddess of luck favor you.

After the sound of Harry's leaving footsteps gradually disappeared in the corridor, Levin appeared in the principal's room and sat on the chair that Harry had just left.

"Levin, this is the memory that Harry just gave me. You might as well take a look at it." Dumbledore gently put the memory he just got from Harry into the pensieve. The silver substance in the basin immediately rolled up like a sea of ​​clouds. Various images flashed up.

Levin did not refuse the invitation. Although he had heard about those experiences from Harry, it would be even better to experience the memories himself.

When Levin came out of the pensieve, Dumbledore was pacing beside the pensieve, his eyes deep as if he was thinking about something.

After seeing Levin raise his head, he stopped and spoke slowly: "What do you think of the connection between Harry and Voldemort?"

"This is obviously more than just a nightmare. That kind of pain, that kind of reality, are not what dreams can provide." Levin sat back in his chair. "The words were very careful.

"You're right." Dumbledore said softly, sitting down at the desk again, "That's not an ordinary scar. The unsuccessful spell connected Harry to him, and they are symbiotic to a certain extent. .”

He paused and looked at Levin searchingly: "I have some ideas, but I'd rather hear your opinion."

"I have a conjecture, just a conjecture... I have seen an introduction about Horcruxes. From the state of Voldemort himself, combined with Voldemort's current state and the strange connection between him and Harry, I suspect that he Unintentionally made Harry one of his Horcruxes." Levin made up a reason and revealed the information he already knew.

Dumbledore remained silent after hearing this. He stared forward, and from time to time the tip of the wand drew a bright silver thread from his temple and put it into the pensieve.

The silence at this moment seemed unusually long.

"Dumbledore, this student has such a deep understanding of Horcruxes, aren't you worried that he will take that path?" A slightly cunning voice suddenly sounded, "Breaking the tranquility.

"Thank you for the reminder, Phineas." Dumbledore stared at Levin seriously, and the boy showed a bored expression, "I believe Levin understands the consequences of splitting souls. He is not the kind of person to act rashly."

The two fell into silence again, Dumbledore continuing to put his thoughts into the pensieve, while Levin sat quietly, lost in thought.

"The last game is his last chance." Dumbledore finally said.

"Bagman said before that the pure-blood family has prepared a small surprise for the warriors to ensure that no one returns empty-handed. So what is that surprise?" Levin suddenly thought of something and asked... ………..

"Oh, yes, those pure-blood families suddenly made this suggestion. They donated six additional medals of different materials and planned to place them at the end of the maze as a reward for the warriors."

Dumbledore's light blue eyes looked at the silver-white substance that was constantly rotating in the pensieve. He waved his wand lightly, and six medals flew above the pensieve as if summoned.

Levin looked at them carefully with a careful look, "I think Voldemort's most likely method is to secretly make this medal into a portkey. Once Harry comes into contact with them, he may be teleported to a predetermined location. Those who first proposed this The suggested pure-blood families are the most suspicious. We need to keep a close eye on them as they may be under Voldemort's instructions."

Of course he knew there was a problem here, after all, there was no such plot in the original work.

Pure-blood families probably do this to cope with the variables brought about by the Chinese language.

"It shouldn't be the championship medal."

Dumbledore looked at Levin across the pensieve with a unique penetrating gaze, "Considering the current ranking and the extraordinary strength displayed by Miss Granger, they should have expected that Harry would not be able to get the third place. The first place, or even the second place, may not be able to compete with Miss Delacour."

Speaking of this, Dumbledore glanced at Levin again in surprise. The letter was full of admiration for this boy. Not only was he outstanding, he could also teach other equally outstanding little witches.

"So, they may strategically let Harry compete for the third position." Levin analyzed calmly, "However, since we already have clues, it is better for us to pretend not to know his methods."

He took out a metal badge from the pocket of his robe. Although the enchantment had been completed, the surface of the badge was bare without any decoration.

This is exactly a communication badge [Boshu Society and the new Ao Ling are all equipped with the same one.

"This medal can be used for positioning and communication. I will also give Harry a 3.5, but not now. Harry has not learned Occlumency yet and is easily discovered. I will not give it to him until before the competition."

A box of colorful candies suddenly floated in front of Levin.

"Bibi's multi-flavored beans will give you a different kind of excitement." Dumbledore's eyes flashed with a hint of mischief and anticipation.

But Levin didn't reach for it,

Like their colorful colors, Bibi's All-Flavour Beans come in more flavors than you can imagine.

But this thing seems to have too many flavors, so that they not only have delicious flavors such as chocolate, mints, and marmalade, but also strange flavors such as spinach, soap, offal, and boogers.

Levin didn't want to taste such excitement.

"Thank you for your kindness, Professor Dumbledore." Levin stood up and refused with a smile, "But I think I would prefer a bland snack."

Levin has been at Hogwarts for four years, and this is not the first time he has chatted with Old Deng. He knows the other person's habits very well.

Generally speaking, when Old Dengtou brings out food to entertain the little wizard, it often means that the interview has reached this point, similar to how he served tea to guests in his hometown.

So Levin nodded to Dumbledore and left the headmaster's office. .