Harry looked for William not to be a spy, nor did he coerce him, but for his damn horns.

emmmmm…scar!

As a famous weapon that can communicate with the Dark King, Harry has suffered too much recently because of this thing.

In the past, the scar was like an aunt, and it only took one more time a month. It usually hurts at night and when you sleep.

But now, it suddenly became frequent, just like talking about a boyfriend, and it hurts continuously almost every night.

Harry could also feel a wave of troubles or joy that had nothing to do with Voldemort's behavior at that time.

If you change someone, you may have a lot of ideas and think you are experiencing a plot where bodies often change... but the person you change is not a girl, but Voldemort.

Harry insisted: "This increase in frequency is the first time I learned from Snape's brain closure surgery!"

He thought it was Snape's counseling, which aggravated it.

Harry was a little more implicit, while Ron did not hide his malice towards Professor Snape.

"Maybe...it's not Harry's fault that you can't turn off your brain."

"Then who do you think is the fault?" William asked with a funny look at the duo.

It can't be Shichen's fault, right?

Ron whispered meaningfully, "Maybe Snape actually wanted to open Harry's mind a little bit wider... Let the mysterious people...you know..."

Professor Snape is worthy of being the first scapegoat to take over the blame, and he can definitely take over the title of King of Poker...

Seeing Ron still "speaking" and "no blowing or blacking" in the dark, William asked back:

"Harry, why did Dumbledore let you learn brain closure?"

"Voldemort might invade my brain, and he had to be isolated from that connection." Harry said honestly.

"So when did he realize this connection?"

"After Mr. Weasley was attacked last time..." Harry suddenly couldn't continue.

He suddenly realized one thing:

The frequency of scar pain was low in the past because Voldemort did not find such a connection to thoughts; now the frequency is high in the present because he has already discovered it.

It's that simple!

"Yes, it really has nothing to do with Professor Snape." William shook his head.

"This frequency increase is simply caused by Voldemort. Even if you don't learn brain closure now, pain will come."

"So..." William looked at Ron again, "Dumbledore trusted Professor Snape, who was working for the Order of the Phoenix, that was enough.

Don't doubt your own people anymore!”

“Snape used to be a Death Eater,” Ron said stubbornly, “we have never seen evidence of his real transformation…”

"If you don't see it, it doesn't mean you don't." William interrupted.

"Professor Dumbledore has his reason to not tell you every evidence he knows."

Ron is the classic "If I don't see it, it means nothing."

But he never had a b-digit number, or was not familiar with the status of one of the four great classics.

Ron didn't think about it either. He was a little wizard. Why would Dumbledore tell him the secret matter?

Moreover, although Snape and Harry had a grudge, it would be unfair to say that he did not teach seriously.

Harry's progress in brain closure surgery was slow, for only two reasons:

First, Harry wanted to figure out what Voldemort was doing more than cutting off that kind of thought connection.

Second, Harry really doesn't have much talent in brain closure.

After William explained clearly, he gave Harry several bottles of high-concentration life and death water.

Life and dying water is similar to sleeping pills. Although it cannot prevent Harry from connecting with Voldemort's thoughts, it can allow him to enter deep sleep.

I will be much better.

Harry thanked a few words, took a deep breath, and asked again:

"By the way, William, have you... seen Qiu?"

William, Hermione and Anne looked at each other, and pointed at the Padiff Teahouse not far away.

Harry turned his head and looked at it, and his eyes almost turned black.

It turned out that he saw Cedric and Qiu sitting on a chair next to the window, hugging each other intimately... kissing!!

Compared to the pain of the scar, Harry had only one thought at this time:

I'm in...hell!

Cedric, who was sitting at the table, suddenly felt cold and had goose bumps all over his body.

This damn feeling... so familiar!

On the day he confessed, he was about to kiss Qiu, but found that Harry's photo was staring at him in the corner...it was exactly the same.

Cedric couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at the window.

He shivered suddenly, and it turned out that Harry was standing not far away, staring at him.

Cedric feels very silly!

If he has any sequelae in the future, such as "some impotence", "quick gunman", etc., it will be Harry's a disadvantage!

...

...

This trip to Hogsmeade is destined to be happy and sad.

For example, Cedric, he felt that Harry was almost a shadow in his heart.

Harry was also very sad. He saw that Cedric and Qiu were really together and were still kissing...

He was heartbroken!

At night, Harry had to get up and take William tossed and died of life and death.

Finally fell asleep, the medicine worked very well.

In the dream, Harry dreamed that Cedric became a vampire and transferred to the United States. He successfully chased Qiu.TV mobile terminal/

The only thing that is not good is that when kissing, there is a photo of Cedric on one side of the room, staring at himself all the time...

...

...

Entering March,

The snow around the school gradually melted, and replaced by a wet and cold wave of magic damage.

Gray-purple clouds pressed low on the sky above the castle, and the continuous cold rain made the lawn slippery and muddy.

So, the first phantom display class for the sixth grader moved from the playground to the auditorium.

William does not have a certificate and will take the April exam, but will not sign up for this course.

After all, there is a charge.

But as a professor in the Lavenclaw Department, Dean Flevy deserves to be the boss and throws the task of keeping the students to William.

You can go and help, but you have to pay overtime.

In my previous life, whether it was the final invigilator or the CET-4 and CET-6, they were all rich.

So, under the encouragement of the "honest man" Professor Flevy, William honestly asked about the overtime pay.

As a financial expert, Professor McGonagall showed a puzzled expression at the right time.jpg.

Overtime pay? That's shrimp?

OK, I'm always slapped!

Although he has no money, William has to do it.

In the morning, when he arrived at the auditorium, he found that the auditorium tables were gone.

The rain hit the high windows, the magical ceiling, and the darkness spiraled overhead.

All students who meet the age limit appear in the auditorium.

Just as the students were waiting for the teacher, Professor McGonagall waved and took two deans, plus William, a little transparent workplace, and held a brief meeting.

It turns out that the phantom display teacher had a bad stomach in the morning and couldn't come for the time being.

Let McGonagall and others teach themselves first...

This is outrageous!

Forget it if you don’t have money for the invigilator, you still have to help you with free classes now?

Why don’t you die?

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Chapter completed!