[HP] Similar but different

Dumbledore had just left the Ministry of Magic at this time.

Moody went with him, first out of the headmaster's fireplace.Before he brushed the ashes off his coat, he said angrily, "Second time! Will Fudge believe that the Dark Lord is back only if Voldemort himself appears in the Ministry?"

Dumbledore stooped and stepped out of the stove, neither fast nor slow.Temporarily stabilized the situation, there was a faint shadow on his face - Fudge asked everyone in the Ministry of Magic to keep a distance from him, he had to spend more time lobbying - but the blue eyes under the half-moon glasses were unprecedentedly sharp . "Very likely." He walked towards the desk, "but besides convincing Connelly, we still have many important things to do. For example, how did things happen tonight."

"Barty Crouch Jr.," Moody yelled immediately, "that scumbag! If he hadn't leaked too much information to the Dark Lord, how could this happen today? And Mundungus , because of a bunch of Egyptian black market crucibles, he left his post before the shift time!"

Dumbledore, no less angry with Mundungus than Moody, was neither nodding nor shaking his head now.He picked up an unpacked newsletter and read it again from cover to cover. "Two dementors attacked Harry and his cousin... During this period, the mysterious man suddenly appeared, wanting to confirm whether Harry was a Parseltongue, and was very angry at the news in the diary... After reading Harry's Legilimency again, The You-Know-Who has decided to leave..." He muttered softly, and raised his eyes from the half-moon lenses again, "To fully understand Voldemort's intentions, we still need more details."

"It's safest to take Harry to the headquarters. You ask him yourself." Moody didn't think about it. "I've always wanted to say this."

Dumbledore nodded, then shook his head again. "I may need you to do this for me, Alastor."

"Why?" Moody was a little surprised, but then he understood again: "The same reason as hiding it from Harry before? Even in this situation?"

Dumbledore nodded a second time, not without seriousness. "There is no doubt that things are going for the worse. Voldemort will be more aware of what he has done in the past and will be more cautious about what he will do in the future."

"Caution doesn't sound like a quality a Dark Lord would have." Moody sneered, and the magic eye suddenly rolled wildly, looking disgusting. "Then what are we going to do now?" He didn't continue to ask why.

"Call a meeting of the Society immediately, everyone." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "The sooner the better."

Moody nodded emphatically.He glanced at the darkening night outside the window, and muttered, "I'll notify you immediately."

Dumbledore watched as the elderly Auror limped away into the green fire of the fireplace.

Although Moody didn't believe that Voldemort could get along with prudence, what happened tonight had already proved his inference—if it wasn't for some reason to stop, Voldemort couldn't let go of the prey that was in his mouth.Voldemort must have discovered something... Given that Harry had survived again, he couldn't be sure it was a completely bad thing.

Dumbledore rubbed the bridge of his nose, turned around and wrote a note, threw it into the fireplace, and went out the door.When he arrived in the dark cellar, the potions professor had put on his robe and was waiting for him. "Urgent, Dumbledore?"

Dumbledore briefly recounted what had happened tonight, before finally saying bluntly, "I want you to teach Harry Occlumency at the beginning of the new term, Severus."

"I'll give that kid... what?" The shock on Snape's face faded slightly, his lips pursed in disgust, "Give me a reason to have to face that nasty face outside of class, Dumbledore. "

"I had speculated a little earlier about Harry's connection to Voldemort," Dumbledore explained succinctly. "I was hoping Voldemort wouldn't notice, at least not so soon—in fact he had ignored it for a long time—but This time, he obviously found out. We would have lost Harry tonight if it hadn't been for that."

Snape's dark eyes suddenly became the size of drills. "You'd better speak clearly."

"Harry and Voldemort's connection is unprecedented among wizards," said Dumbledore, his tone a little heavy. "We know that Harry has always felt Voldemort's emotions. Today, Voldemort sees too much in Harry's head." information. If he doesn’t realize that this connection is two-way, and he can also see our situation through Harry’s eyes, then I will doubt whether he is Voldemort.”

The corners of Snape's mouth flattened.His expression was still ugly, and he didn't know what and why Harry and Voldemort were connected, but he said, "Then you're sure you can wait until the semester starts?"

"It should be fine." Dumbledore looked at the potion material jars on the side, which were high and low - one of them contained several pieces of African tree snake skin - and sighed deeply, "Because if I don't Wrong guess, Tom must now think that there are more urgent things to do than find out about the plans of the Order of the Phoenix."

**

Harry was picked up at 12 Grimmauld Place in the evening following the attack.

A new meeting of the Order of the Phoenix had just begun, and the children were all asked to stay upstairs, including Ron and Hermione.Harry found his two best friends in the second door to the right of the second-floor landing.

"Harry!" Hermione flung herself on top of him. "Here you come! We didn't hear you coming in! Are you all right? We heard about you and it was horrific! Forgive us Didn't tell you anything, Dumbledore made us swear..."

"Well, Hermione, you might as well let Harry go." Ron smiled nervously as he closed the door. "His neck..."

Hermione took two steps back immediately.After seeing the large area of ​​scary and dazzling finger marks, she gasped fiercely. "This is the one-"

Harry had wanted to see them both for a month, but when Hermione talked about swearing, the joy of reunion was overwhelmed by another emotion - anger, most likely. "Yes," he said dryly, "it was Voldemort who pinched it."

The two shrank their necks in fright at the name.Ron turned pale, and Hermione could barely find her voice: "So this time... what's going on?"

"Ask me, seriously?" Harry's pent-up anger was instantly ignited. "I was kept in the dark for the whole summer vacation, and I didn't know anything except that I almost died!" He tried his best not to care so much, but his voice was still a little louder, and Hedwig and the little girl perched on the closet The pig was startled, and his throat hurt even more.

After a suffocating silence, Hermione stared at Harry with watery eyes, on the verge of tears. "It's our fault, Harry... I'd be mad too..."

Ron opened his mouth, deciding to say something to salvage the situation. "This shouldn't have happened..." he said softly. "The Order of the Phoenix has been following you all the time. If Mundungus hadn't gone AWOL..."

Unfortunately, this seems to have only added fuel to the fire. "Aha, great," interrupted Harry almost rudely, "so everyone knows I'm being followed except myself?"

The other two exchanged a worried look, as if they had expected this situation.Then Hermione spoke again, "Just... tell us first, okay? We're really worried about you." Her voice choked with sobs. "In a moment we'll tell you what we know, all of it!"

Harry sat heavily on the edge of the bed. "Okay, deal." He'd been lied to for so long, and had escaped yet another death; he felt he should continue to be angry now, instead of feeling a surge of guilt after yelling.

Telling this story took far more time for Harry than it did for Mundungus.Because Hermione couldn't hold back and went downstairs to find bruise cream, and Ron brought Harry two glasses of hot water.Ron and Hermione screamed together when Harry said that Voldemort broke his Iron Armor Charm without a sound, and that he was lying on his back when he regained consciousness; When he was hanging on the wall and was about to suffocate, the blood on the faces of the two of them faded away.Compared with Voldemort, dementors are like appetizers.

"...he said he could tell I didn't know anything, and left." Harry ended with this sentence.As for Voldemort's words about looking forward to their meeting again and dear children, he didn't think it was necessary to tell Ron and Hermione -- especially Hermione, who would be terrified.

There was a moment of silence in the room, save for the occasional click of Hedwig's lips.Harry could tell from the expressions on the faces of his two good friends that they were more bewildered than he was, and he finally calmed down.

"...Why?" Ron stared blankly at the air, "The mysterious man might be able to kill you for a few seconds more, isn't that what he dreams of?" Hermione patted him hard, and he slammed "Oh, I mean, I'm glad you're alright, Harry!"

Harry didn't mind, because he thought so too.

But Hermione seemed eager to change the dangerous subject. "You mean, he read your mind at least three times, right? Then the reason he gave up should be in your head!"

That's why Harry was upset.He had turned his head over the past day, wondering what had made Voldemort make such an unthinkable decision.If Voldemort hadn't suddenly done something to make his scar not hurt, he would have guessed something based on the Dark Lord's emotional reaction, right?

"The diary must be a reason. But I don't think Voldemort would be that angry over a common dark magic item being damaged," he mused. "It was a diary, and Voldemort reacted like it was killing him." Yes." He began to lose himself in thought, not noticing that the other two shuddered at the name again.

Silence again.Ron slowly tried to break it. "I think it must have a bigger purpose than a diary." He paused, then asked, "Do you think anyone here knows?"

"I don't know," Harry said irritably. "He obviously has a strong reason, and the part he didn't finish may imply that Dumbledore knew. But Dumbledore obviously won't tell me." He raised his head. He squinted his eyes and looked at the other two in turn, "Because I can't be trusted, or Dumbledore thinks I can't take care of myself?"

Ron looked panicked, and Hermione said anxiously, "Of course not! He's just—"

Harry didn't hear her explanation because his scar exploded out of nowhere.The pain came so suddenly and so intensely that he fell limply on the bed without humming a single sound.

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