Vol 2 Chapter 480: Letter (modified)

In the Ravenclaw Tower Library, Xia Cicada was constantly screaming in the magical garden scene outside the fake window. It was a hot and irritating afternoon, but the tower room was quiet. With the blessing of magic, the temperature in the room is cool and pleasant. Alan sits at the desk, quill draws lines of words smoothly on the parchment, Hermione is holding a thick magic book about illusion. , Sat next to Allen, and Luna stood in front of a bookshelf, but she was not looking for books to read, and she was moving her eyes along the lines on the bookshelf. It seemed that she fell into her own world in a trance in.
Finally, Allen put down the quill, picked up the parchment, scanned it quickly, put down the paper with satisfaction, stretched his waist, and leaned comfortably on the back of the chair.
"Allen," Hermione asked, putting down the magic book, "are you writing to Harry? Please forgive me for accidentally reading a few words. Didn't you receive a letter from Professor Dumbledore?"
"Are you saying that the letter asked us not to write to Harry, not to tell him what happened in the magical world?" Allen asked disapprovingly.
Hermione frowned. "Yes, Principal Dumbledore's letter emphasized that you can't tell Harry the news of the magic world. He said that the owl might be robbed halfway." Hermione paused and said again. "Of course there are other ways to deliver letters, but I think Dumbledore just doesn’t want Harry to know anything. You know, he hasn’t learned Occlumency, and you didn’t speculate, Voldemort’s soul fragment on Harry’s forehead. Putting him in touch with Voldemort, this allows Harry to see what he saw when Voldemort was emotional, but Voldemort might also see what Harry saw and heard in reverse."
Allen shrugged: "I suspect that the soul fragments left by Voldemort on Harry's forehead are the reason why Harry has not been able to learn Occlumency. I asked Harry to try to learn Occlumency from his godfather a long time ago, but It doesn’t mean that even ordinary communication is impossible. Hermione, I’m not trying to preach or tell the truth. I just think that Professor Dumbledore instructed us to isolate Harry from the magic world. It’s not right. Dumbledore is hiding from Harry like this and just avoiding the exposure of his own information to Voldemort is not wise. I guess, in terms of Voldemort’s character, once he realizes the soul between him and Harry He is likely to use this in turn to create some illusions for Harry to fool him, and because he knows nothing about Harry, he is likely to fall into Voldemort impulsively for him. The trap built."
Allen then sighed and continued: "But since I previously promised that Dumbledore could not directly influence his arrangements with Harry and let him complete the predicted plan to make variables, I cannot tell Harry the truth directly. Deng Buli has been too old for many years, has experienced too much, and has too many worries. He has forgotten what it was like when he was young. Think about it, he has been trapped at Dursley’s house for a month. According to any news from us, and the Muggle world is not friendly to him, if the wizarding world is also misunderstood by him and thinks that everyone has abandoned him, these negative emotions will make it easier for Voldemort to treat Harry after discovering that they are connected Have a bad influence. Of course, it may be that Dumbledore thinks that Harry will not only reveal the plan to Voldemort, but may even be controlled by Voldemort through this connection and let Harry monitor him.
Allen stood up, made a cup of Earl Grey tea for Hermione, and added a few more orange slices according to her taste: "I think it is necessary to maintain normal contact with Harry to maintain his emotional stability. But because My relationship with Harry has become less intimate in recent years, so I just plan to send him one or two greetings as usual during the holidays." Allen grabbed the parchment on the table and raised it. Young, "It's Hermione, do you want to resume communication with Harry? After all, you are in correspondence more frequently than me and him."
After hearing Alan's words, Hermione began to hesitate whether to violate the rules set by Principal Dumbledore for her. She looked at the parchment in Alan's hand, took the quill pen, and spread out a piece of parchment.
"I guess this is what the mysterious person wants Harry to feel." Luna, who had always seemed to be distracted, suddenly turned her head and said to Hermione who was about to write.
"Why do you say that?" Hermione was still feeling uncomfortable about violating the agreement made with the school principal, which made her unable to understand Luna's meaning for a while.
"Let's put it this way, if I were a mysterious person, I would hope that Harry was isolated from everyone... because if he was alone, Harry would not be a big threat." Luna finished in a very soft tone. He tilted his head back and smiled at her suddenly realized Hermione, then turned around, and started to travel along the pattern of the bookshelf again following the position where it had been interrupted.
"By the way, Luna, I have made a new prediction these days, and get your camera ready. The three of us have to go around Dursley’s house if nothing happens these days. If nothing happens, it may be in August. It happened in about two days." Allen explained quickly while Luna had not entered a trance again.
This summer was the hottest that Harry had ever seen. The grasses where the Muggles were once lush had turned yellow-due to the severe drought, the use of watering hoses had been banned.
Residents on Privet Road, their usual pastimes are wiping cars and cutting grass. Now they can’t do these two things, so they have to hide in their shady houses and open the windows wide, hoping to blow in a little bit. The cool breeze of existence. Only Harry was staying outdoors, when he was lying flat in the flowerbed outside No. 4 Privet Drive.
He would rather hide here in the hot summer to eavesdrop on the news than accept many inexplicable accusations in that depressing house. What made him more upset was that, except for a letter from Ginny at the beginning of the holiday, he hadn't received any information from the magic world for a long time. But after Sirius picked him up, he left the house he bought on Privet Road on the pretext of having something to do, not knowing where he went. When he dreamed back at midnight, he often had to jump out of bed and flip through the magic books over and over again to calm his anxiety a little.
There was a feeling of frustration and loss in Harry, and then the sense of despair that had been tormenting him all summer overwhelmed him unexpectedly.
Harry looked bored at the sky above his head. Suddenly his eyes narrowed. He immediately sat up and covered his eyes with his hands. A small black spot flew in the distance. Harry turned his head back suddenly, he was sure. His own Hedwig is still asleep in the bedroom at the moment, then this one on the horizon is—
Harry jumped up suddenly, his head slammed against the open window of Dursley's house. With a bang, Aunt Petunia's horrified scream came from the room.
Harry felt his head split in half, tears in his eyes. He ignored the blurred vision in front of him, and shook his body and ran to the street quickly. This was a very wise move. As soon as he ran away, UU reading www.uukanshu.com heard Uncle Vernon's roar.
Harry shook his head and his vision finally became clear. At the same time, he desperately waved at the owl in the sky, like a madman. Fortunately, it was hot and no one came out, otherwise he would definitely think he was a madman.
The joy in Harry's heart was beyond words, he recognized that it was Allen's owl Benny who was flying towards him at this moment.
Gently stroked Benny's head, Harry couldn't wait to untie the two letters tied to the owl's feet.
He opened the envelope with his fingers trembling slightly, and three sheets of paper fell out of it-two letters and a photo. Harry glanced at the photos of the event. Hermione, Luna, and Allen were standing in front of a very majestic castle and smiling at him, his face also burst into smiles.
He opened Allen's letter first, with a look of admiration on his face. It was great to be able to travel abroad freely. Although Allen's letter did not mention news from the magical world, the ability to resume communication was in itself very exciting to Harry.
He tore open Hermione's letter again, and Harry frowned.
For some reason, I couldn’t contact you at the beginning of the holiday... You review your homework, after all, we are about to face the ordinary wizard rank exam soon. This is very important and affects what jobs can be applied for in the future, I Remember that you want to be an Auror, so you have to take extra care in Defence Against the Dark Arts, Potions, and Curses. Using the summer vacation, you can master a lot of knowledge. As long as you get good results, next year we can choose the N.E.W.T. subjects we need.
There was still a long time before the ordinary wizard rank exam, Harry shook his head, folded the letter paper carefully, and put it in his pocket with the photo.