Flash continued to run wildly, smashing open the door and rushing out. In a blink of an eye, they heard another familiar voice yelling in horror: "Don't come here!!"

The sound of the two yelling gradually faded away.

"..."

It must be Mr. Weasley, who is arachnophobic.

Harry looked at them, really couldn't understand, the dumpling is so cute... "Shouldn't you feel happy?"

Petra bent down to pick one up, feeling complicated: "Ghost knows..."

"Don't worry about it, you can't help them." The Supreme Mage said slowly, motioning them to move on.

After leaving Flash's room, they skipped over to Ron's and opened the next door.I don't know which acquaintance it is——

There seemed to be no lights in the room, and the light was very dark.The lights outside the window had just come on, and they were dimly lit. There was a table in the center of the room, and there was a person sitting behind the desk, with his back to them.

Even though her night vision was excellent, Petra looked at it for a long time before she managed to connect this disheveled figure with Hermione.

It didn't look good, she tilted her head and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with her?"

In fact, they don't need to be so cautious, anyway, the people in the dream can't hear them or see them, but it seems that for the occasion, Harry also replied in a low voice: "I don't know, did I fail the exam?"

"What kind of nightmare is this?" Petra looked sideways.

Harry was silent, at least she and Ron knew that the Boggart that Hermione met during the exam turned into Professor McGonagall, announcing that she failed her grades...

Immediately afterwards, Strange chuckled and said with emotion: "A bunch of brats."

Petra has the heart to defend herself and her peers, but also has to admit that these "nightmares" are too friendly compared to what is really scary.

Harry had already stepped forward, habitually putting his hand on his friend's shoulder.

Naturally, Hermione didn't respond, she still lowered her head and covered her face, her shoulders trembled, and she heard a faint sob.Harry looked at the table again: Hey, a test paper with zero marks!

Danny watched from a distance, but did not approach. He raised his head thoughtfully, and asked the elder, "Is our enemy hiding in these dreams?"

The Supreme Mage was noncommittal.Danny felt a little more confident in his heart, nodded and said no more.Afterwards, they left Hermione's "bedroom" and returned to the corridor, looking at the remaining two rows of doors, feeling a little worried.

"Want to go and see them one by one?" Petra asked.

"There are a lot of people who fall into the dream, but I think the ones we will meet should all be acquaintances... And, they must be important people around us." Danny guessed.

"Is your family...also in New York?" she asked tentatively.

"I haven't contacted them for a long time." Danny shook his head, not sure if it meant "not here" or "don't know".

"We saw Ron and Hermione just now." Petra turned to the next door, hesitating whether to go forward, "Could it be—"

Harry frowned slightly, took a quick step forward, and pushed the door open before her.Her figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness behind the door. Danny looked at the Supreme Mage and followed closely behind.

As soon as you step through the door, the entrance that came in has disappeared.They were in the empty night, and the surroundings were quiet. Although the houses on the side were all lit, and there seemed to be fancy decorations hanging outside the windows and doors, they couldn't hear the slightest sound, and there was no one.

Then, Strange turned his gaze to Harry.She ran straight towards the dead house in front of her, her steps across the yard without stopping.It is said that it is a house, which is inferred from the nearby buildings. At this time, the building in front of him has already collapsed, leaving only ruins.

It seems that the cry of the baby can still be heard, and the howl of the wolf can be heard faintly in the distance.

It's a bit like a story in a horror movie, Danny judged calmly, followed Strange's side and slowly walked forward, and stopped as he stopped.

"It's right here." The supreme mage said concisely.

Danny stopped and looked at the two figures in front of the ruins quietly without asking any further questions.

The young man half-knelt beside the gravel, twisting the exposed steel bars with one hand, his muscles and bones were clearly defined.There was some confusion on his face, followed by gritted teeth belatedly. Anger and sorrow were about to engulf his whole body at any time. His slightly bent upper body shook, as if he was about to fall down.

"Siris!" Harry rushed forward, holding out his hand.

Without exception, the two passed each other.She felt for nothing, and her forehead almost hit the half wall in front of her. Although she knew that nothing would happen, she stopped abruptly, looked at her hand in a daze, and turned around bluntly.

Another tall figure miraculously emerged from the shadow of the ruins, blocking the moonlight and the projection of the street lamps in the distance, and somewhat limped towards the much younger Blake, who was still immersed in his strong emotions , unable to extricate themselves.

Neither of them spoke.

Only then did Sirius notice the approach of the people around him, and finally raised his head, revealing a depressed face.Trembling, he raised his hand and picked up the one-year-old child in his arms, as if he was about to hand it over to him.

That child... Could it be her?

Danny had a flash of inspiration, and subconsciously turned his gaze to seek the response from his companion: "Doctor?"

"Well, you're right." Strange watched the scene in front of him, and finally there was a ripple on his indifferent face, but the meaning was unclear.

"That is her godfather." Danny recognized the wizard's face, and guessed with more certainty, "I heard that he was later arrested and served 12 years in prison."

"That's right, the girl who survived but lost her parents was left in the care of her harsh uncle's family," Strange said, "and this reappearance is not so much Blake's nightmare as it is hers. "

"Fortunately, it's already a thing of the past." Danny didn't know much about their past, he just speculated about it with his keen thinking, and after he finished speaking, his eyes turned back.

Harry watched Hagrid coaxing the child lamely, sighed, and laughed again.She sat down next to her, stretched out her hand without saying a word, held the back of Sirius' hand through the air, and made a clenching motion - even though she didn't touch anything, the other party would never notice her touch.

Is this useful?Can you give each other comfort?thought the boy.

"Companionship." Strange said, "Long-term company is what this child wants most."

The two watched quietly for a while, and suddenly realized that something was missing, and turned their heads.

"Where's Petty?" Danny asked blankly.

"She just..." Strange recalled, frowning suddenly.Didn't you come in?

Petra felt that she was tripped by something, and when she looked up again, there was no trace of her companions.In the first few seconds, she was a little flustered, she subconsciously hugged her arms tightly, and looked around, for fear that a chainsaw massacre or Sadako in a sheet would appear somewhere.

Although it is very cliché, it is undeniable that ghosts are always the scariest in the middle of the night.

Fortunately, none of these appeared.She fumbled to find the switch on the wall and tried to press it.It worked—the incandescent lamp overhead immediately lit up the room.

Everything in front of me can be described as a war in chaos.Uncleared cutlery on the table, spoons dropped on the floor, crushed under the fallen chair, wardrobe door opened, clothes thrown everywhere... But upon closer inspection, this room looks very familiar.

Immediately afterwards, the bathroom door was knocked open.With one hand on her waist and the other clutching the clothes rail, the woman rushed out aggressively, screaming, "Rat! Hit it!"

plum!

Petra was a little pleasantly surprised, and instinctively wanted to go forward, but remembered that this was a dream, touched her nose and stopped angrily, and continued to watch Aunt Mei fighting against the rats running around the room.

This is her nightmare?It seems... much better than Petra imagined.She was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but when she heard a bang, Mei slammed into the door of the closet, and fell to the ground, moaning in pain, not knowing where she knocked.

Petra became anxious, regardless of whether it was a dream or not, she pushed away the chair in the middle of the road and tried to step over.Aunt Mei sat on the ground in a daze, and suddenly hiccupped, lowered her head, and buried her face in her hands: "It would be great if you were still here."

Petra stopped her movements, and her heart skipped a beat.

She knew it was Uncle Ben her aunt was talking about.

It has been less than a year since he left. Although Mei's strength has allowed the lives of the two of them to maintain a normal turnover, it is clear that she has not stopped thinking about her lover.

Petra thought she had come out—not long ago, May was accepting a date from a second man.And soon, she realized that Mei was not for herself, but for her.

"Poor." Mei covered her face and sighed, "Are you cruel to let your inexperienced niece fall into dire straits?"

what?

Where is she in dire straits?Petra was bewildered.

Suddenly, she shivered and a hand was placed on her shoulder.The spider sensor did not issue any alarm. After a brief moment of nervous tension, Petra suddenly realized, and when she raised her head and saw the man's face, her body relaxed.

"It doesn't matter, the future depends on oneself." Ben said, with a relaxed tone and a smile on his face, not at all like the victims who have passed away.

I don't know whether it was said to May or Petra, it may be the same.

Mei suddenly raised her head and stared at him blankly.

Ben put his hand off Petra's shoulder, put it in his trouser pocket nonchalantly, and walked towards his former partner: "Okay, don't think so much, you will spoil the child. It's time to tidy up the room. "

For a moment, May was almost smiling, but then her face fell down again, her eyes filled with tears, and she looked painfully at the mess.

Housework is a real nightmare for women.

Petra suddenly realized.

She secretly clenched her fists and made up her mind: she must make a lot of money in the future, and she must not be a housewife!

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