HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

After Lycoris told her father about Potter's dreams about Voldemort, she only got one sentence from her father, "I know."

Licorice knew what her father meant by this. He just wanted her to stop caring about it and just leave everything to him.

"Okay, Dad." Lycoris answered him obediently, then said goodbye to her father and returned to the Slytherin common room.

Not only did Lycoris tell Severus Snape about Potter's dream about Voldemort, but Potter also told Hermione about Voldemort appearing in his dream again.

After Hermione sorted out the situation, she gave Harry a serious warning, hoping that he could learn the brain-blocking technique as soon as possible.

Harry was helpless about this.

Although he had no aversion to Lycoris, who taught him Occlumency, he just couldn't learn it.

Harry couldn't resist Lycoris's Legilimency, and he didn't know what to do.

He didn't like people speaking to him in a commanding tone; it reminded him of his days at his aunt's house in Privet Drive - living like a house-elf.

So he was not happy with Hermione's tone - I told you directly when something bad happened to me because I trusted you. You didn't comfort me, but you lectured me.

Many people at Hogwarts have this kind of idea, which is similar to child psychology - Potter, Weasley, and Malfoy.

If Hermione and Licorice talked about this, they would definitely have an emotional resonance.

Two months!

Two whole months!

Lycoris looked at the beautiful pair of green eyes in front of her and wanted to sigh.

It was so difficult for me to learn telepathy before, but I wouldn't be like him who has made no progress in two months. He was learning Occlumency.

From Licorice's learning perspective, Occlumency is easier for her than Legilimency.

Harry is the exact opposite of Lycoris.

Potter had learned Legilimency quite well - at least with Licorice's deliberate leniency, he had seen many things from his own mind.

There were things about her past and the school life of her Slytherin classmates. Of course, they were all irrelevant to Licorice.

But his own Occlumency had made no progress at all.

Licorice couldn't help but wonder if the existence of Voldemort's soul fragments had some effect on Potter's brain, which was why he didn't learn well.

Why do you think so?

Just like the yellow mud houses in ancient mountain villages, people wanted to build some fortifications for safety, such as erecting fences and building walls to resist wild beasts.

As Harry was trying to build the wall, Voldemort's thoughts would inadvertently affect his brain, which was equivalent to pushing down his wall while he was building it.

"Sorry, I failed again." Harry apologized again, he was almost numb.

Harry could feel every time Lycoris's Legilimency successfully invaded his mind.

Now he even remembered a lot of things from his childhood that he had forgotten, such as Dudley doing bad things and then blaming himself, and him being scolded by Aunt Petunia.

"It's okay. Can you still continue to practice Occlumency?" Licorice asked gently, as if it wasn't herself who was screaming in her head.

So boring!

Lycoris felt that she had found something more boring than watching Quidditch matches. At least Quidditch matches could train her dynamic vision.

The way I am now, I feel like a pervert who is peeping into other people's past.

"Ahhh!"

There was a sharp scream from outside, and for a moment Lycoris thought it was herself who made the scream.

not me!

Lycoris's first reaction was to look at Severus Sleep, and then she met a pair of dark eyes.

Snape spoke up, "Was there anything unusual outside when you two arrived?"

"Everything is fine," Lycoris replied, and Harry shook his head.

Snape went out holding his wand. Lycoris looked at Potter and followed him out.

No need to practice anymore?

Harry's heavy mood lightened a little and he followed Licorice out.

Trelawney stood in the yard in a panic, opposite her was Dolores Umbridge.

Her voice was a little hoarse, and she was still shouting, "I don't accept this, I don't accept it!"

Trelawney looked like she had been up all night and had not had a good rest. She stood there listlessly.

"What qualifications do you think you have to be a professor of Divination? You can't even predict the weather." Dolores Umbridge's voice was sweet, as if soaked in honey, but her words were as poisonous as arsenic. "Isn't it normal for an incompetent wizard like you to be fired? If you can't teach students knowledge, why would Hogwarts hire you as a professor?"

Although Harry didn't like Professor Trelawney's weird look all the time and she often predicted his own death, he still felt sorry to see her like this.

"I've been working here for sixteen years!" Trelawney shed tears, her expression sad. "You can't fire me!"

"I can!" Umbridge replied proudly. "You've been fired from the Ministry, haven't you?"

"Do you think Professor Trelawney will be fired?" When Lycoris heard the familiar voice, she knew it was Pansy, and she joined in the fun quite quickly.

"I don't think so." As soon as Licorice said this, all the students around looked at her.

I hope she can explain why not, but Licorice has no intention of explaining.

Instead, Licorice said to Pansy, "Do you want to continue watching? I have to go back first."

I've been using Legilimency the entire night and now my head is a bit uncomfortable, I feel dizzy and want to vomit.

"No, I'll take a look!" Pansy waved to Licorice and said, "You go back!"

Licorice went back by herself, lying on the comfortable carved chair and warming herself by the fireplace, feeling comfortable.

Lycoris was woken up by Pansy while she was drowsy.

"You are amazing! How do you know that Professor Trelawney will not be expelled? Do you want to know what happened? Let me tell you!" Pansy returned to the common room and couldn't wait to share what she saw with Lycoris. She ignored Lycoris's dazed eyes and continued excitedly, "The situation was like this..."

"…Professor Dumbledore came and persuaded Trelawney to leave, and let her stay." Pansy was very good at telling stories, and people listened with gusto. "Using the power of the headmaster."

So, power is good.

This was the only thing that came to Licorice's mind as she was dizzy. Also, if Fudge doesn't hold a grudge, who will? This was a slap in the face.