Chapter 852 Gambling, or gambling?
Chapter 852 Gambling, or gambling?
Chapter 852 Gambling, or gambling?
After the routine examination, William and Hermione took the initiative to say goodbye and left the ward.
It is rare to live in the hospital once, and William must enjoy it and enjoy it.
Of course it's not about hooking up with the attending therapist, molesting the nurse lady... Is it because Hermione is afraid that Hermione won't have a chance to practice?
Her curse, however, ushered in another wave of rapid progress.
The last time William wanted to feel the effect, he endured Hermione's magic, cursing him for failing to score the ball.
In the training match on the second day, William really lost his touch and hit [-] irons.
He swore that he really hadn't practiced late with Hermione the night before...but he was guarded.
So don't try this thing lightly.
So, what is there to do at St. Mungo's Hospital?
Although there are many wizards with mental problems, there are also capable people.
Former Ministry of Magic official, former Auror, Gobstone six-time European Cup champion, wizard chess master...
Occasionally, even Professor Slughorn would come to the hospital for a month, under the pretense of having the nurse examine him.
It can be called Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.
But the two hadn't gone far, and Harry suddenly chased them out. He stammered:
"William, can I spare you a moment? I... want to talk to you..."
William nodded and glanced at Hermione, the girl immediately smiled understandingly:
"I went to find Annie, but I don't know where I went to play."
Harry shot her a grateful look.
There was one thing that he really couldn't talk about, and he couldn't tell others.
And Dumbledore didn't want to see him, and didn't even look him straight.
literal meaning!
When Dumbledore talked to him recently, he looked at others, as if looking at him was visual pollution.
Harry sometimes wonders in his heart:
After the fifth grade, he did get longer and more crooked, and his appearance began to decline, but he can't be so ugly, right?
So, after much deliberation, Harry had to come to William.
Not only is William the same age as him, he is also closest to Dumbledore, has ample knowledge of magic, and is a member of the Order of the Phoenix.
Definitely can give an accurate answer.
William took Harry and walked towards an empty corner. Seeing that he was still brewing emotions, he didn't urge him, but chatted casually:
"My Christmas present, do you still like it?"
"Oh, I like it, I like it so much!" Harry's face beamed with joy:
"That game console is the best Christmas gift I've ever received!"
Before the holiday, Harry still thought about going to the Burrow, and by the way, he went next door to check William's game console and computer.
Unexpectedly, William gave such a red and white computer as a gift for Christmas.
The only pity was that Harry and Ron were fighting fiercely in bed in the middle of the night...the battery was out.
St. Mungo's Magic Hospital has no plug-in board, and I can't go back to my uncle's house to charge it, so I can only put it there temporarily to eat ashes.
William seemed to know what Harry was thinking, and asked, "Did you write to your uncle and aunt? About the dementor."
"I wrote it, and I apologized. But they said they would sever the 'aunt and nephew' relationship with me." Harry said angrily.
"Oh, and sent me a toothpick for Christmas."
"..."
Seeing that William didn't believe it, Harry sighed and explained:
"Really, they give this kind of Christmas present every year.
One year, it was a fiftypence piece stuck haphazardly to a note with scotch tape.
Another time, a piece of paper was given. "
Well... Anyway, what is sent is not air, at least it is a 'practical item'.
Wait... toothpicks, coins, tissues.
William narrowed his eyes.
Isn't the combination of the three things the symbol of the Deathly Hallows?
woc... There is something about this couple, could it be the hidden boss?
(In the original book, Aunt Harry did give these three Christmas gifts, and there are three recorded gifts. It can be regarded as a lonely easter egg.)
After chatting casually for a while, Harry's nervousness eased a little.
At last he summoned up courage and said:
"Tonks and Mad-Eye came to see Mr Weasley yesterday.
My twins and I were eavesdropping at the door... Of course, we didn't mean to. "
Harry hastily concealed:
"I heard...Mad-Eye said that the mysterious person might be attached to me..."
William glanced at Harry, probably knowing what he was looking for.
It turned out to be psychological counseling.
William asked: "So you think, you were possessed by Voldemort and attacked Mr. Weasley?"
Harry nodded, he really thought so.
"Then... do you think I'm possessed?"
William did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically:
"Harry, if Voldemort saw you, what do you think he would want to do most?"
Harry said without hesitation, "Kill me."
"Yeah." William looked into Harry's green eyes.
"He wanted to kill you, and we knew that when he came back to life."
William changed the subject and said with a smile:
"Then why do you still think that he will possess you and attack Mr. Weasley?
Instead of directly controlling you, walking up to him, and killing you? "
Yes, Harry also suddenly realized it!
If Voldemort could control himself, he would definitely give priority to killing him instead of attacking others!
Harry relaxed almost involuntarily.
"But I dreamed about Mr. Weasley and the snake..." He hesitated again. "Those things did happen, they were not dreams. How can this be explained?"
"Dumbledore should have told you more than once." William looked at Harry's two scars and explained:
"Avada Kedavra established a connection between you and Voldemort."
He pondered his words.No mention of Horcruxes, but in a language Harry could understand.
"There are indications that when your mind is most relaxed and vulnerable -- like in your sleep.
Or when Voldemort is extremely angry, you can sense the thoughts and emotions of the Dark Lord. "
"That's why you saw those pictures, not because Voldemort possessed you."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief, even a little excited, he rubbed his hands together and said:
"That's great...Of course, I don't like the feeling, but it works.
Isn't it, William?
That way I can get information on Voldemort.
I saw the snake attack Mr. Weasley, otherwise Professor Dumbledore probably couldn't save him, could he? "
The more Harry talked, the more excited he felt that he had discovered the wealth code against Voldemort.
But William said seriously: "Harry, if you think so, you are very wrong."
"You can go into Voldemort's mind, see what he's doing through his eyes, and he might as well go the other way.
It's not a one-way process, it's a two-way street..."
Harry can enter Voldemort's body, and the Dark Lord can also enter Harry's body.
Both of them can be said to be attackable.
Harry's heart skipped a beat. "He hasn't discovered yet..."
"He has probably already found out." William shook his head.
"That night, you yelled and made a scene in the auditorium, and Mr Weasley was rescued in time.
Voldemort must have known this, and... any magic, leaves a trace.
With his magical attainments, he probably has already noticed this special connection. "
"This is your guess, or..."
"Does it matter if it's a guess or a fact?" William interrupted.
"Harry, it's not a gamble, it's a gamble, understand?
Once Voldemort discovered this connection, he had already discovered it to a large extent, and he would definitely use it to make a fuss. "
Looking at Harry's disapproving expression, William sighed and said:
"Yes, you can indeed get one piece of information, two pieces of information... But one day, you will get false information and be deceived by him!
The result of being cheated is either your death or the death of the people around you.
Are you going to bet on the odds? ! "
Harry swallowed.
William patted him on the shoulder:
"I know you'd love to fight Voldemort, but he's right in one thing.
'There is often a thin line between courage and stupidity'.
I don't want your courage to turn into stupidity. "
Harry's expression was almost gloomy, and he was silent for a long time before he asked, "Then how can we stop this connection?"
"If you learn Occlumency, you can sever this connection."
"Brain what?" Harry asked blankly.
"Occlumency, the spell that protects the mind from outside intrusion, is remote but very useful," William said.
"Then can you teach me?" Harry asked hopefully.
"If it's summer vacation, I can teach you, because Hermione is also getting started at that time." William shook his head.
"But she's progressing so fast now that you can't keep up with her lessons.
And after I started school, I became a professor of ancient magic text, and I didn't have time. "
"Then can Hermione teach me?"
"Hermione hasn't quite mastered it yet, she can't teach you."
William smiled: "Don't worry, Dumbledore will find you a good teacher."
Harry hoped again, if Dumbledore was willing to teach him, it would be good.
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(End of this chapter)
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