Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 530 Dreamland
Mo Lin was slightly taken aback.

He did see strange things. After falling into the stone arch, he saw a very strange memory. This memory was very strange. He still couldn't fully explain where this memory appeared.

But what Lily said made Mo Lin feel very strange.

He cannot be predicted, and Professor Trelawney's divination cannot be fulfilled on her, but Lily's unclear words fit this memory to a certain extent.

For example, the scene he saw at the beginning was really beautiful. The hillside was full of fiery red hyacinths, thriving and full of vigor. When the wind blew, there seemed to be countless sparks dancing on the hillside.

It's just that Maureen hasn't seen what is at the end of that path.

Could it be the doom Lily was talking about?
"Why don't you talk anymore? Maureen, Professor Trelawney hit the mark, right?" Lily smiled proudly.

"That's not true, I was just wondering why Professor Trelawney likes to talk nonsense." Maureen simply responded.

Lily looked annoyed.

"It's your honor that Professor Trelawney can give you a prophecy!" Lily snapped, "You can only have a future if you leave the Magic Device Research class."

"Thank you, I don't need this honor." Mo Lin shook his head.

"You will regret this."

Lily strode away.

Maureen looked at the direction in which Lily was leaving, and stood there meditating.

Why would Professor Trelawney make such a prophecy for him? "Tormented by weird visions—" What is that? It's not true at all. Well, Maureen wasn't tortured by this vision, he was just curious.

When you see good beginnings, does it often mean that cruel bad luck will follow?

Now he really saw the beautiful beginning in the illusion, could it really be——

"What the hell is the prophecy, it's just a coincidence."

Arnock said that Professor Trelawney had a great sense of humor and there was no need to care about such things.

Maureen shook his head, pushing Lily's words out of his mind.

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At night, Mo Lin was lying on the bed very early, and Doi was jumping on the bed. He has been very active recently, and he never calmed down all day long.

Mo Lin found that Doi didn't grow any longer, and it was still the size of a palm until now, but it learned another sentence: "Duoyi, boring."

Since Doi couldn't be seen by others, he could no longer just ride Maureen's wand and fly around the room, otherwise it would frighten others.Usually bored, Duoyi can only find fun by himself.

Most of the fun was stealing candy from Hugo's nightstand drawer.

"I'll give you the wand to play with tomorrow."

Mo Lin peeled a candy for Doi, and then fell asleep.

He had a very strange dream. In the dream, he found that he had chosen the wrong course at the beginning of school, and had chosen the two courses he disliked the most—divination and arithmetic and divination.

In the first class, he saw Professor Trelawney yelling at him, saying that he was a disaster star, and then he saw Lily standing beside Professor Trelawney, with a smug look, laughing at his poor grades in divination class pass.

Maureen wanted to drop these two courses and take Arnock's magic equipment elective course, but Professor Trelawney closed the classroom and refused to let him leave.In desperation, he jumped out of the window of the tower, but when he looked up, he found that he had come to that hillside again without knowing it.

The hillside is full of fiery red hyacinths, and some hyacinths are floating with the wind. A small road winds and circles to the far side of the hillside, where there is a corner of a house.

"Good beginning, bad ending?"

Maureen muttered suspiciously.

This time, he ran along the path to the hillside without hesitation, trying to clear up this strange memory.His footsteps were very fast, and he ran past clusters of hyacinths, and the petals of many hyacinths floated up, as if there was a rain of flowers on the hillside.

He quickly ran to the other side of the hill, and in front of him was a house.

The house is built of brown wooden boards, decorated on two floors, exquisite and elegant.

He looked around, and there was a yard in front of the house, with purple daisies growing in the yard, and a large lush camphor tree beside it, with a swing under the tree, swinging.

Through the glass of the window, Maureen could vaguely see some figure walking inside the house.

"There is actually someone?"

Maureen was very surprised, who lived in this house?

He remembered that he seemed to have seen this wooden house somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Lin decided to knock on the door and ask.

But just as he took a step, someone behind him stretched out his hand and pulled him.

"Don't go there."

A deep and depressing voice echoed in Maureen's ears.

Mo Lin turned his head suspiciously, and saw a man with a hood. The black hood covered his head, and there seemed to be a layer of black smoke inside. Mo Lin couldn't see the other person's face clearly.

What's even more strange is that there seems to be a layer of fuzzy mist on the man in black, and his body is erratic, as if it will dissipate when blown by the wind.

"who are you?"

Mo Lin looked at the man in black suspiciously, why did such a strange person appear in his dream?
"It doesn't matter who I am." The man in black said slowly, "But don't go there."

"Why? I just want to figure out this memory."

When Mo Lin said this, he seemed to think of something, looked at the man in black in front of him again, and asked, "You appear in my memory? It means that you are also a part of the memory - I can actually talk to the memory?"

When Morin followed Alton out to handle cases, he once followed Alton into the prisoner's memory to check.But when looking at other people's memories, he is more like a bystander, at least seeing a section of realistic images, but the people in the memory can't talk to them.

But why do the people in my memory actually communicate with me?

"Don't go there."

The man in black didn't answer Mo Lin's question directly, but just repeated that he had already emphasized his tone.

"It's just a memory, isn't it? Memories won't hurt me."

Maureen said.

"Go back the same way."

The man in black grabbed Mo Lin's arm and pushed Mo Lin back.

"Wait, at least clear things up—"

Mo Lin found that the man in black was very strong. He tried to break free, but failed. His body seemed to be hit by something, and he escaped into the darkness before his eyes.

Maureen opened his eyes suddenly, sat up from the bed, panting heavily.

He glanced around, he was still in the dormitory, other people in the dormitory had fallen asleep, and Hugo turned over and muttered.

"Is this just a dream? A memory—or some other hallucination?"

Maureen remembered what Lily said during the day, about Professor Trelawney's so-called prophecy, and looked puzzled.

(End of this chapter)