The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts
Chapter 497 A New Dreamland
Courage has always been synonymous with Gryffindor House.
Therefore, as a member of Gryffindor, Harry felt that he did not lack this quality.
Especially after being encouraged by Link, Harry felt that his whole body was full of strength.
This made him think that he could continue to persevere, and he even had a feeling that he was really talented in Occlumency.
But when Link shouted the words 'Legilimency' at him again, he quickly understood.
Those feelings I had before were all just illusions.
The spiritual defense he built with courage was essentially useless.
Following a flash of white light, a revolving lantern-like light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes again.
Green light cuts through the darkness like lightning...
Voldemort's high-pitched laughter...
Cornelius Fudge stood on the high platform of the trial hall and roared at him...
……
Harry fell to the ground again.
He buried his face in his hands, his brain aching, as if someone was trying to pull it out of his skull.
This time there was no laughter around John and others.
Link didn't ask about his condition or encourage him.
Everyone just looked at him silently, waiting for him to choose to continue or give up.
Harry gasped for air, and after a long time he got up with difficulty and said:
"continue."
Link nodded expressionlessly, and then raised his wand again:
" Legilimency."
hum-
……
Once, again, again...
After doing it three more times in a row, Harry felt that his brain was starting to go crazy.
He fell down on the floor of the Room of Requirement, his scar hurt like needles, but he kept laughing.
He has realized it.
In fact, I have no talent at all in Occlumency.
Link's previous praise and encouragement to him had actually hinted at how to simply practice the simple Occlumency technique.
That is to use strong emotions to break through the effects of the Legilimency Spell.
If this is true, it means that as long as the emotion is strong enough, using this strong emotion as a shield can also prevent Legilimency spell attacks.
Harry was a little embarrassed about this at first.
After all, he was already extremely embarrassed just by recalling his fantasy about Qiu Zhang.
Use this emotion as a base to build brain defenses?
This is simply hovering on the edge of social death!
For this reason, he also changed his thinking. He thought he was very smart and consulted the method of casting the Patronus Charm. He recalled the pleasant memories of the past to build a defense with positive emotions.
The subsequent consecutive failures proved to him that whether it was a positive emotion or a social-death emotion that made him feel embarrassed and wanted to commit suicide, the defense he built was still as brittle as a layer of paper.
In fact, he couldn't even break through Link's Legilimency Spell midway like the first time he tried.
Because his peripheral brain defense is not worth mentioning at all.
This directly caused Link to look through his memories as if he were flipping through a book.
The result of allowing Link to gain full control is that as long as Link does not take the initiative to look through the deepest memories and deliberately stimulate Harry, then Harry will never be able to break free.
This is definitely a pretty bad experience.
At this moment, Harry felt like he had lost most of the control over his body.
He could only follow the previous agreement and keep wagging his index finger to signal Harry to continue practicing.
However, what greeted him was not a new round of torture, but Link's warm and dry hands.
Link stepped forward and helped Harry to the bed. First, he gave Harry a bottle of his usual tranquillizer. After Harry's complexion recovered a little, he said:
"You've reached your limit, Harry. Let's call it a day."
Harry looked around and realized that the others had all left at some point.
Now there were only him and Link in the huge Room of Requirement.
Sensing Harry's doubtful gaze, Link naturally knew what he was thinking, so he lowered his voice and explained:
"The last few times you behaved were really ugly. I think you probably didn't want so many people to see that scene, so you drove them back first."
Harry felt his heart warm and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Link."
"We are friends, and friends don't need to say thank you." Link smiled and nodded. "You don't have to be too discouraged. How can magic like Occlumency be practiced in one night? Go back and try again. Try using the brain-emptying method I taught you before. It doesn’t matter even if you fall asleep accidentally, anyway, this method is quite useful in increasing the quality of sleep.”
Harry nodded vigorously and got off the bed to the ground with some difficulty.
Link stepped forward to support him and said:
"How about it, do you need me to take you back?"
"No, no, no, Link, I have troubled you enough today!" Harry waved his hands hurriedly, "Just let me go back by myself. Anyway, I have recovered a lot now."
Link didn't force it, but stopped and watched Harry leave with a smile.
Harry left the Room of Requirement with three turns, until the cold wind in the corridor outside penetrated his open collar, which alerted him.
However, he did not tighten the collar immediately, but stretched it wider.
The hot air in the Room of Requirement made his head dizzy, and he needed the cold air to stimulate him.
Pulling on the collar again, Harry smiled and turned his head to glance at the door of the Room of Requirement, which had returned to the shape of a wall.
In fact, before coming, he originally planned to take today's opportunity to ask Link about the evil black and white shadow in his dream.
But now, he felt that all his original conjectures were just groundless delusions.
If people like Link were evil dark wizards, then the world would really be hopeless.
You must know that many people he knows behave far worse than Link.
How could I doubt Link just based on a certain influence?
Maybe Link just used those powers to fight Voldemort.
There's nothing wrong with that either.
After all, it's just like what Link once said.
The knife is indeed the tool that the murderer chooses to use to commit the crime, but it is the murderer who is guilty, not the knife.
Knives can be used to kill people, but they can also be used for cooking, cutting roads, cutting down, and even subduing murderers.
Bowing gratefully towards the door again, Harry tightened his collar and turned towards the Gryffindor common room.
But as soon as he turned around, he unexpectedly found a black shadow slowly walking towards him in the dark corridor ahead.
Harry's DA training for many days was not in vain.
Almost subconsciously, he took out his wand, held it high in front of him and shouted:
"Who's there!?"
Perhaps due to fright, his voice was loud and harsh, and even the troll on the tapestry nearby who was beating silly Barnabas was startled.
But the figure in the distance seemed not to hear it and just kept moving forward.
The tip of Harry's staff slowly lit up with red light, and he warned the other party several more times, but the result was no change.
Finally, Harry gritted his teeth and waved his wand.
"Except your weapons!"
A red light pierced the darkness and flew straight away.
What surprised Harry was that in the face of his full blow, the figure in the distance just waved his wand lightly, and the dazzling red light instantly turned into nothingness.
Harry couldn't believe his eyes after witnessing all this.
However, the training for many days still allowed him to instinctively start charging for the next round of attacks.
But at this moment, a disgustingly familiar voice was heard coming from the darkness:
"Harry, bad! Attack the professor with a curse for no reason. 20 points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"
"Snape!"
Harry almost gritted his teeth and yelled out the name of the voice's owner.
"You want to call me professor," Snape finally came out of the darkness and hit Harry on the head hard. "Harry Potter, you will be deducted 5 points from Gryffindor for being rude to the professor." !”
Hearing this, Harry became even more angry, jumped on his feet and shouted:
"It's not fair. You were trying to hide and scare me. I was defending myself. You can't deduct points from me!"
"Isn't it fair?" Snape repeated, leaning closer to Harry, "It's indeed quite unfair. I actually ignored the biggest mistake you made tonight, which was to go out at night!
Mr. Porter, how many points do you think you should be deducted for your unprovoked night march?
Maybe, just get fired directly?
I believe Professor Umbridge will support my decision. "
The anger on Harry's face suddenly froze, and panic climbed into his heart, but it quickly dissipated.
He held back the palpitations in his heart and rubbed his neck and said:
"I'm not wandering around at night for no reason, I'm learning Occlumency!"
"Oh! Yes, that was Dumbledore's order. What a fair and just reason." Snape shook his head and said, "But how can I remember that Dumbledore's order is for you to follow me to study the brain?" Occlumency? And if I hadn’t been eliminated from my plan tonight, you never came to report to me, right? So...who did you learn Occlumency from?"
"Link!" Harry said firmly, "I learned from Link."
"Really? Mr. Foley is indeed very talented in Occlumency. After all, I taught him Occlumency. But why did you choose him? Could it be that you think he is more accomplished in this area than me? Is it high?"
Snape said angrily. Although there was not much expression on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.
This is a clear sign of danger.
In a normal game, the word 'Danger' should be flashing above Harry's head.
It's a pity that he was overwhelmed by anger at this moment. He sneered and said without any hesitation:
"Isn't it obvious? In my opinion, he is more suitable for the position of professor than you!"
As soon as he said this, Snape was stunned for a rare moment, and then he took out his wand and said with an angry smile:
"Yes, yes, then let me see the results of Professor Link Foley's teaching! Legilimency!"
Snape's unscrupulous surprise attack left Harry no time to react.
Harry felt something explode next to his ear, and then his entire field of vision went black.
This is a completely different experience from the previous training with Link.
If you have to describe it.
Link's Legilimency is like thin threads, slowly penetrating into the brain with even force and speed.
There is no doubt that it is painful.
But this kind of pain was still within the limit of Harry's endurance.
Snape's Legilimency was like someone using an iron skewer to stab his brain desperately!
Sometimes when there is a blockage, I will even withdraw some of it and push it in again!
The intensity of this pain almost pushed Harry's limit to the limit in an instant!
Only then did Harry finally understand.
It turned out that Link was training him just now and had been carefully restraining his strength to reduce his pain as much as possible.
This strengthened Harry's belief that Link was more suitable to be a professor than Snape.
It's just that Harry forgot one thing.
That is, Snape has invaded his brain at this moment, and Snape is completely aware of his thoughts.
As expected, the pain that almost caused one to faint immediately escalated to a higher level not long after this idea surfaced.
Under the wave of painful attacks, a green bonfire suddenly appeared in front of Harry's eyes.
The bonfire was burning quietly in the fireplace.
Harry could even feel the crackling sound of the fire and the heat of the flames.
Everything is so comfortable.
But suddenly, a skinny figure suddenly broke into the picture.
She put a few firewood into the fireplace, and then cautiously smiled flatteringly at Harry.
This was a smiling face that could barely be called charming, but the moment Harry saw this face, he felt his soul tremble.
Because he just saw this face this morning!
"Bellatrix..."
Harry trembled and whispered the other person's name.
Immediately afterwards, the picture in front of Harry began to rotate.
Faces that were eerie yet extremely familiar to Harry appeared in front of Harry.
These Death Eaters gathered around a long, dark table. Placed on the long table was an iron sign with a twisted M on it.
Coincidentally, Harry also recognized this weird letter M.
He had seen such a sign when he was brought to the Ministry of Magic for trial.
At that time, the location where this pattern appeared was the entrance to the Department of Mysteries!
The picture in front of him was gradually collapsing, but a tsunami was set off in Harry's heart.
A group of Death Eaters who had just escaped from prison yesterday were actually gathered together at this moment, studying the sand table containing the Department of Mysteries.
What the hell are they trying to do?
Therefore, as a member of Gryffindor, Harry felt that he did not lack this quality.
Especially after being encouraged by Link, Harry felt that his whole body was full of strength.
This made him think that he could continue to persevere, and he even had a feeling that he was really talented in Occlumency.
But when Link shouted the words 'Legilimency' at him again, he quickly understood.
Those feelings I had before were all just illusions.
The spiritual defense he built with courage was essentially useless.
Following a flash of white light, a revolving lantern-like light and shadow appeared in front of his eyes again.
Green light cuts through the darkness like lightning...
Voldemort's high-pitched laughter...
Cornelius Fudge stood on the high platform of the trial hall and roared at him...
……
Harry fell to the ground again.
He buried his face in his hands, his brain aching, as if someone was trying to pull it out of his skull.
This time there was no laughter around John and others.
Link didn't ask about his condition or encourage him.
Everyone just looked at him silently, waiting for him to choose to continue or give up.
Harry gasped for air, and after a long time he got up with difficulty and said:
"continue."
Link nodded expressionlessly, and then raised his wand again:
" Legilimency."
hum-
……
Once, again, again...
After doing it three more times in a row, Harry felt that his brain was starting to go crazy.
He fell down on the floor of the Room of Requirement, his scar hurt like needles, but he kept laughing.
He has realized it.
In fact, I have no talent at all in Occlumency.
Link's previous praise and encouragement to him had actually hinted at how to simply practice the simple Occlumency technique.
That is to use strong emotions to break through the effects of the Legilimency Spell.
If this is true, it means that as long as the emotion is strong enough, using this strong emotion as a shield can also prevent Legilimency spell attacks.
Harry was a little embarrassed about this at first.
After all, he was already extremely embarrassed just by recalling his fantasy about Qiu Zhang.
Use this emotion as a base to build brain defenses?
This is simply hovering on the edge of social death!
For this reason, he also changed his thinking. He thought he was very smart and consulted the method of casting the Patronus Charm. He recalled the pleasant memories of the past to build a defense with positive emotions.
The subsequent consecutive failures proved to him that whether it was a positive emotion or a social-death emotion that made him feel embarrassed and wanted to commit suicide, the defense he built was still as brittle as a layer of paper.
In fact, he couldn't even break through Link's Legilimency Spell midway like the first time he tried.
Because his peripheral brain defense is not worth mentioning at all.
This directly caused Link to look through his memories as if he were flipping through a book.
The result of allowing Link to gain full control is that as long as Link does not take the initiative to look through the deepest memories and deliberately stimulate Harry, then Harry will never be able to break free.
This is definitely a pretty bad experience.
At this moment, Harry felt like he had lost most of the control over his body.
He could only follow the previous agreement and keep wagging his index finger to signal Harry to continue practicing.
However, what greeted him was not a new round of torture, but Link's warm and dry hands.
Link stepped forward and helped Harry to the bed. First, he gave Harry a bottle of his usual tranquillizer. After Harry's complexion recovered a little, he said:
"You've reached your limit, Harry. Let's call it a day."
Harry looked around and realized that the others had all left at some point.
Now there were only him and Link in the huge Room of Requirement.
Sensing Harry's doubtful gaze, Link naturally knew what he was thinking, so he lowered his voice and explained:
"The last few times you behaved were really ugly. I think you probably didn't want so many people to see that scene, so you drove them back first."
Harry felt his heart warm and said gratefully:
"Thank you, Link."
"We are friends, and friends don't need to say thank you." Link smiled and nodded. "You don't have to be too discouraged. How can magic like Occlumency be practiced in one night? Go back and try again. Try using the brain-emptying method I taught you before. It doesn’t matter even if you fall asleep accidentally, anyway, this method is quite useful in increasing the quality of sleep.”
Harry nodded vigorously and got off the bed to the ground with some difficulty.
Link stepped forward to support him and said:
"How about it, do you need me to take you back?"
"No, no, no, Link, I have troubled you enough today!" Harry waved his hands hurriedly, "Just let me go back by myself. Anyway, I have recovered a lot now."
Link didn't force it, but stopped and watched Harry leave with a smile.
Harry left the Room of Requirement with three turns, until the cold wind in the corridor outside penetrated his open collar, which alerted him.
However, he did not tighten the collar immediately, but stretched it wider.
The hot air in the Room of Requirement made his head dizzy, and he needed the cold air to stimulate him.
Pulling on the collar again, Harry smiled and turned his head to glance at the door of the Room of Requirement, which had returned to the shape of a wall.
In fact, before coming, he originally planned to take today's opportunity to ask Link about the evil black and white shadow in his dream.
But now, he felt that all his original conjectures were just groundless delusions.
If people like Link were evil dark wizards, then the world would really be hopeless.
You must know that many people he knows behave far worse than Link.
How could I doubt Link just based on a certain influence?
Maybe Link just used those powers to fight Voldemort.
There's nothing wrong with that either.
After all, it's just like what Link once said.
The knife is indeed the tool that the murderer chooses to use to commit the crime, but it is the murderer who is guilty, not the knife.
Knives can be used to kill people, but they can also be used for cooking, cutting roads, cutting down, and even subduing murderers.
Bowing gratefully towards the door again, Harry tightened his collar and turned towards the Gryffindor common room.
But as soon as he turned around, he unexpectedly found a black shadow slowly walking towards him in the dark corridor ahead.
Harry's DA training for many days was not in vain.
Almost subconsciously, he took out his wand, held it high in front of him and shouted:
"Who's there!?"
Perhaps due to fright, his voice was loud and harsh, and even the troll on the tapestry nearby who was beating silly Barnabas was startled.
But the figure in the distance seemed not to hear it and just kept moving forward.
The tip of Harry's staff slowly lit up with red light, and he warned the other party several more times, but the result was no change.
Finally, Harry gritted his teeth and waved his wand.
"Except your weapons!"
A red light pierced the darkness and flew straight away.
What surprised Harry was that in the face of his full blow, the figure in the distance just waved his wand lightly, and the dazzling red light instantly turned into nothingness.
Harry couldn't believe his eyes after witnessing all this.
However, the training for many days still allowed him to instinctively start charging for the next round of attacks.
But at this moment, a disgustingly familiar voice was heard coming from the darkness:
"Harry, bad! Attack the professor with a curse for no reason. 20 points will be deducted from Gryffindor!"
"Snape!"
Harry almost gritted his teeth and yelled out the name of the voice's owner.
"You want to call me professor," Snape finally came out of the darkness and hit Harry on the head hard. "Harry Potter, you will be deducted 5 points from Gryffindor for being rude to the professor." !”
Hearing this, Harry became even more angry, jumped on his feet and shouted:
"It's not fair. You were trying to hide and scare me. I was defending myself. You can't deduct points from me!"
"Isn't it fair?" Snape repeated, leaning closer to Harry, "It's indeed quite unfair. I actually ignored the biggest mistake you made tonight, which was to go out at night!
Mr. Porter, how many points do you think you should be deducted for your unprovoked night march?
Maybe, just get fired directly?
I believe Professor Umbridge will support my decision. "
The anger on Harry's face suddenly froze, and panic climbed into his heart, but it quickly dissipated.
He held back the palpitations in his heart and rubbed his neck and said:
"I'm not wandering around at night for no reason, I'm learning Occlumency!"
"Oh! Yes, that was Dumbledore's order. What a fair and just reason." Snape shook his head and said, "But how can I remember that Dumbledore's order is for you to follow me to study the brain?" Occlumency? And if I hadn’t been eliminated from my plan tonight, you never came to report to me, right? So...who did you learn Occlumency from?"
"Link!" Harry said firmly, "I learned from Link."
"Really? Mr. Foley is indeed very talented in Occlumency. After all, I taught him Occlumency. But why did you choose him? Could it be that you think he is more accomplished in this area than me? Is it high?"
Snape said angrily. Although there was not much expression on his face, his eyes were extremely cold.
This is a clear sign of danger.
In a normal game, the word 'Danger' should be flashing above Harry's head.
It's a pity that he was overwhelmed by anger at this moment. He sneered and said without any hesitation:
"Isn't it obvious? In my opinion, he is more suitable for the position of professor than you!"
As soon as he said this, Snape was stunned for a rare moment, and then he took out his wand and said with an angry smile:
"Yes, yes, then let me see the results of Professor Link Foley's teaching! Legilimency!"
Snape's unscrupulous surprise attack left Harry no time to react.
Harry felt something explode next to his ear, and then his entire field of vision went black.
This is a completely different experience from the previous training with Link.
If you have to describe it.
Link's Legilimency is like thin threads, slowly penetrating into the brain with even force and speed.
There is no doubt that it is painful.
But this kind of pain was still within the limit of Harry's endurance.
Snape's Legilimency was like someone using an iron skewer to stab his brain desperately!
Sometimes when there is a blockage, I will even withdraw some of it and push it in again!
The intensity of this pain almost pushed Harry's limit to the limit in an instant!
Only then did Harry finally understand.
It turned out that Link was training him just now and had been carefully restraining his strength to reduce his pain as much as possible.
This strengthened Harry's belief that Link was more suitable to be a professor than Snape.
It's just that Harry forgot one thing.
That is, Snape has invaded his brain at this moment, and Snape is completely aware of his thoughts.
As expected, the pain that almost caused one to faint immediately escalated to a higher level not long after this idea surfaced.
Under the wave of painful attacks, a green bonfire suddenly appeared in front of Harry's eyes.
The bonfire was burning quietly in the fireplace.
Harry could even feel the crackling sound of the fire and the heat of the flames.
Everything is so comfortable.
But suddenly, a skinny figure suddenly broke into the picture.
She put a few firewood into the fireplace, and then cautiously smiled flatteringly at Harry.
This was a smiling face that could barely be called charming, but the moment Harry saw this face, he felt his soul tremble.
Because he just saw this face this morning!
"Bellatrix..."
Harry trembled and whispered the other person's name.
Immediately afterwards, the picture in front of Harry began to rotate.
Faces that were eerie yet extremely familiar to Harry appeared in front of Harry.
These Death Eaters gathered around a long, dark table. Placed on the long table was an iron sign with a twisted M on it.
Coincidentally, Harry also recognized this weird letter M.
He had seen such a sign when he was brought to the Ministry of Magic for trial.
At that time, the location where this pattern appeared was the entrance to the Department of Mysteries!
The picture in front of him was gradually collapsing, but a tsunami was set off in Harry's heart.
A group of Death Eaters who had just escaped from prison yesterday were actually gathered together at this moment, studying the sand table containing the Department of Mysteries.
What the hell are they trying to do?
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