Hogwarts time travel

The psychotherapist froze, his expression was obvious?

But she didn't say much on this issue, but prepared to avoid it.

But Harry persisted and continued to ask: "Do you think your life is going smoothly?"

The psychotherapist unconsciously thought of her own life. Although it was not smooth at the beginning, three years ago, her life began to go smoothly. Not only did she have a satisfactory marriage, she also had a high-paying job. Successfully started a new life.

I am indeed very smooth, but what does this have to do with today's work?

"Hehe, it did go well, but let's talk about this in private." The psychotherapist smiled and waved his hands.

"That's all I wanted to talk about," Harry interrupted. "Have you felt anything strange lately?"

The psychotherapist narrowed his eyes slightly, and the patient in front of him seemed to be about to describe his symptoms.

"It's just been a few days, and I feel that everything around me is very false, as if there is an inexplicable force manipulating everything. My life is like being enveloped by a huge studio, and there is an existence manipulating everything. My life."

"Life depends on oneself. I don't think there is any power that can dominate the lives of others. If there is someone or an organization that can do it, wouldn't it be no different from God?" The psychotherapist said with a smile.

"I know this truth," Harry said with a gloomy face, "so I suspect that there is a problem with my cognition. I have been looking for the life trajectories of the people around me to judge whether many people's lives have been manipulated."

"Recently, my investigation has some clues. I found that about three years ago, everyone's life had a good run at different levels. Those who were unemployed got jobs, and those who were lovelorn got a good marriage. If It's just an example and I won't say anything, but this number has reached a terrifying level, and I only became the director of the office three years ago..."

"I think it's probably just a coincidence. As you said, if there is such an organization that can affect people's fate, why would it make people's lives better? What good does it do them?" the therapist questioned.

"I'm thinking too," Harry closed his eyes. "Maybe I'm really wrong? My cognition has a lesion..."

"I've seen a case like yours," said the therapist, "he felt that everyone around him wanted to murder him, even a baby, looking at him in a stroller was full of malice, so he ran into the mountains, Hasn't been seen for a long time and I think he's dead."

"This cognitive lesion is no longer a purely psychological problem. I suspect that your brain has a lesion that affects your cognitive system. I recommend you go to a regular hospital to see it. It’s not something that can be solved simply by psychological counseling.” The therapist said kindly.

"By the way, you can recall when you suddenly felt this way, and have you experienced any strange things before that, which will be beneficial to the treatment of your condition."

Harry nodded, got up and walked to the door, then raised his hand suddenly when the door opened, and a confusion spell shot out from the wand, hitting the healer.

"Tell me about your experience," said Harry.

Soon, Harry got her life trajectory from the therapist. The same life had ushered in a huge turning point three years ago, which made Harry feel chills in his heart, as if a huge conspiracy had enveloped him, so he decided to go find her. that person.

The Screaming Shack, Harry came here again, it was because he saw the weird picture in the Mirror of Erised here that his cognition changed. The ancient magic, Voldemort is the mastermind.

Near the shed, Harry found the black cat. Harry walked over silently, grabbed it by the neck and lifted it up, but there was a violent struggle. The black cat's clear eyes made Harry startled. Dazed, did I catch the wrong cat?

But then, the black cat's eyes suddenly changed, as if it had sprouted emotion, it stared at Harry with a pair of indifferent cat eyes, and spoke out.

"Can you please put me down?"

Harry thought for a while, and put the black cat down. As soon as it landed on the ground, the black cat moved its body, as if feeling very uncomfortable.

"I thought it was your Animagus," said Harry.

"It's ridiculous, I didn't even come to this world, how could this black cat be an Animagus." The black cat said.

"Didn't come to this world? Voldemort, you were not killed by me, but went to another world?" Harry was shocked, and asked following the train of thought of the black cat.

"Totally wrong." The black cat gave Harry a blank look. "I have nothing to do with Voldemort in your world. The Voldemort in this world has been killed by you, and there is no trace at all."

"You said this world, could it be that you are Voldemort of other worlds?" Harry asked.

"You are not stupid," said the black cat. "I am Voldemort from other worlds. The purpose of coming here is to warn you that a real enemy is approaching."

As if to emphasize the credibility of his words, the black cat also said that Dumbledore sent him here.

But it's okay not to say that, Harry didn't believe it at all when he said it, how could Dumbledore reach a cooperation with Voldemort?

In his heart, Dumbledore is always so brave and kind. He is a monument to fight against darkness. He can only fight against darkness. In his own world, he exchanged his life for a chance to fight back against Voldemort. How could he be with Voldemort? Voldemort reached a cooperation?

If Dumbledore would cooperate with Voldemort, the entire British wizarding world should have fallen as early as the 40s, and it would not be Voldemort's turn to dominate.

Although he didn't trust Voldemort's words, he still wanted to hear what the other person said, because it might be related to his current symptoms.

"An organization called the Council of the Gods gathers all the powerful beings in the universe. Their power is so strong that they have no chance to resist with the background of a world. Their goal is my world."

"In order to resist them, we have united people from different time and space, and you are the fifth."

"Among the first four, they were all on the eve of the Gods' Council planning an attack. Our alliance was still meaningful, but when I came to this world, I realized that I might be late."

"In this world, the Council of the Gods has completed its attack, erased people's memories, and rebuilt a new order."

The black cat didn't know where to find a photo, it was a photo of a city.

Cat's Claw pointed to the empty place in the middle of the photo: "There used to be a statue here, it was called the Statue of Liberty."

"What god?" Harry asked blankly.