Vol 2 Chapter 683: guess

There was a quiet, silvery memory vortex in the office slowly spinning in the meditation basin.
"Do you have enough? Don't you have to take another sandwich?" For a long time, Dumbledore opened his eyes and said softly, "Well, let's talk about both of you. Harry, what do you have to tell? me?"
"It's like this, Professor!" Harry hurriedly said, some hesitant. "I had a dream last night. I dreamt of Voldemort. He was with the vampire called Carresis, and the statue of the evil spirit.

He spoke out the terrible dream, and thought he would get a response, but Dumbledore just looked at him.
There was no special surprise and no accident, as if everything was expected.
"In the end, my scar hurts, it hurts so badly, wake me up!" Harry said, "just these!"

Hey!
said Dumbledore calmly.
It’s like this. So, is your scar still hurting this year? Except for the one that woke you up during the summer vacation?

"No, how do you know that it woke me up during the summer vacation?" Harry asked in surprise, looking at Ai Wen.
"Sirius tells me, there is a connection between us!" Dumbledore said briefly, watching Harry.
"Professor, do you know why my scar hurts?" Harry asked uneasily.
Dumbledore looked at Harry carefully for a while, then slowly said, "I have only one speculation at the moment, just speculation, and can't be completely affirmed. I think, when Voldemort is near you, or when he produces one When you have a particularly strong desire for revenge, your scar will hurt, because the unsuccessful spell connects you with him."
"This scar brings me to Voldemort?!" Harry was shocked.
"You should know that this is not an ordinary scar!" said Dumbledore.
He is still not sure that there is Voldemort's soul in Harry's scar, but it is already out of ten!
Otherwise, he would not agree with Ai Wen’s plan, but directly grab the little Batty Crouch.
After so many things happen, especially after Carrexis’s exposure to Snape’s office, it’s hard to know that Moody’s has problems, so he will agree to let Sirius sneak into Hogg. Watts.
Now, the key question is how to tell Harry, or let Harry accept that he must be killed by Voldemort.
"Professor, do you think that dream is true?" Harry continued.
"It's possible!" said Dumbledore. "Maybe, Harry, have you seen Voldemort?"
"No!" Harry said slowly. "I only saw his back, but I couldn't see anything, didn't I? He didn't have a body, right? Right, how could he get a wand?"
"Yeah." Dumbledore muttered. "How is it possible?"
No one talked for a time, and Dumbledore stared at the front and seemed to be thinking.
Then he suddenly woke up.
"Harry, do you have anything else?" he said softly.
"Well, Professor!" Harry hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Do you think he is strong?"
"Voldemort?" Dumbledore stared at Harry and sighed softly. "Everything that has happened recently shows that his strength is increasing, but not enough for Harry. You have to understand that there is too much in this world. There is more power. If he makes up his mind, we can't stop it. We can only choose the most suitable response."
Harry nodded as if he didn't understand it. From the expression, it didn't seem too clear.
Ai Wen is speculating that the power Dumbledore said is the power of the evil spirits?
Or is it more evil power?
This magical world is really not as simple as I imagined.
There was another silence, and then Harry began to ask some doubts about the trial he had just seen.
Bellatrix, Kakalov, Little Batty Crouch, Ludo Bagman, Neville's parents, and Snape!
Dumbledore patiently answered them one by one, except that he believed that Snape really no longer supported Voldemort's problems, and he told Harry everything he knew.
Ivan was listening to it, and I was sure that Dumbledore didn't hide it, even though there was a lot of cruelty in the past.
As for Snape's question, Dumbledore said that this was a matter between the two of them.
After more than half an hour, Harry felt that he had no reason to stay.
He hesitated to look at Ai Wen, did not get up, wanted to hear what Evan had to find Dumbledore.
"Harry, I will talk to Ai Wen for a while, I want to ask you to meet Sirius first!" Dumbledore said calmly. "He should have come from Hogmund's secret road, you can Place him in Hagrid."
"Well, I will go." Harry stood up and walked to the door, looking back at Dumbledore and Avon.
Ai Wen is staring at the meditation basin, as if he has regained consciousness.
Dumbledore stood behind the meditation basin, and the flashing silver light in the basin illuminated his face and looked older than before.
After Harry left, there was a long silence, and neither Evan nor Dumbledore spoke.
Dumbledore looked at Evan from the meditation pot, and it was the unique penetrating gaze.
Very bad feeling, let Avon feel that Dumbledore can see him completely, he has to run brain closure.
The pressure gradually increased, and he did not come here to compete with Dumbledore for magic.
"Let Sirius come to Hogwarts. So, do you agree with the plan?" Ivan had to ask.
"I just said that there are too many forces in the world, too many powers we don't understand!" Dumbledore said. "As long as the heart is evil enough, Voldemort can get a lot of help. About the dream that Harry said, The statue of the evil spirit that emits red light, what do you think Voldemort is going to do with it?"
"I don't know!" Ai Wen shook his head. He really didn't know what Voldemort was going to do with the statue of the evil spirit.
This is completely unknown, and everything can only be guessed.
He didn't even know how Voldemort had let the statue of the evil spirit shine. Was the thing already sealed? !
Dumbledore paced back and forth behind the desk, and occasionally put his wand tip on the temple, drawing a silvery thought into the meditation basin.
The thoughts in the basin swiftly turned, and Ai Wen couldn't see anything, only a vague silver white.
What did Dumbledore think of about the evil spirits?