[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

Harry had never seen Aunt Petunia look so pale.

Just yesterday, she was standing on the podium at Hogwarts, still unafraid, a political elite who could speak confidently and confidently under the scrutiny of the wizards, but now, her eyes flustered, she tightly held her daughter's hand , anyone can see her panic and worry, any heavy news seems to be able to knock her down at any time.

Adults have their worries too.If Harry realized something, he stayed with Aunt Petunia and watched with her Uncle Eli sitting opposite his cousin, carefully examining her wound, frowning slightly.

"Since when did you feel more tired than ever, Dorothy?" he asked.

"I'm not sure..." Dorothy said hesitantly, "My Quidditch training time this semester is longer than last year. Although I failed to be selected for the team, I am still working hard. But I must say something , The first kind of tiredness is the tiredness of sore limbs after excessive exercise. Recently, it seems a little different? I feel that I always feel the most tired when I wake up in the morning. I didn’t think much about it before.”

"When you wake up in the morning is the most tiring?" Eli repeated thoughtfully, staring at the wound on her daughter's arm.

The results of various inspections on the wand were exactly the same as before, without any abnormal feedback, as if such an obvious mark was just some kind of Muggle tattoo.His fingers touched the thin red lines that gradually spread on his daughter's arm. They were smooth and harmless to the touch, but this black and red pattern could be found paradoxically and ominously just by looking at it. , spreading up her arms, he didn't know where it would spread, neck, cheek, or heart.

"Did you dream anything in your dreams?" Eli asked her. "Morning tiredness is usually related to nighttime dreams."

"I don't dream much, I..." Dorothy's complexion suddenly changed in the middle of her words.She froze for a while, then suddenly denied what she just said.

"No, I seem to be dreaming all the time." She said, frowning in confusion, "My roommate Lisa said that I haven't slept very well at night recently. She had insomnia one day and heard some movement on my side, but the movement was not Big, she thought I was just sleeping in a bad position. I always thought so, but I... I sometimes feel like I did a lot of things in my sleep when I woke up, but the moment I opened my eyes, I I don't remember anything, I didn't take it seriously."

Eli and Petunia looked at each other silently.

"Dreams have a special place in magic." He whispered, "Dream divination is an important branch of divination. People will come into contact with a metaphysical perception world in their dreams, and sink back to the real material world in their consciousness. When the dream happens, the things in the dream are often forgotten, this is the celestial eye of ordinary people, and only the most gifted seer can remember everything in the dream."

"It sounds so incomprehensible." Isaac couldn't help frowning and said. He also stood beside Dorothy, looked at his sister closely, stared at the red line spreading on her arm, his face More serious than ever.

"So far, the most powerful prophet we know, his name is Gellert Grindelwald." Eli said.

The rest of the family suddenly gasped.

"So Dorothy is such a seer too?" Petunia asked eagerly.She held her daughter's hand tightly and stared at her husband, hoping to get a reassuring answer from him.But her husband shook his head at her and sighed.

"Dorothy didn't show this talent." He said gravely. "From this wound, I guess the cause is something more ominous—someone has invaded her dreams and is doing something to her." .”

The home fell into an eerie silence.

"So...so what are we going to do?" Harry stammered, with anxiety palpable in his words, "We need to stop this from happening as soon as possible, don't we? I...we can go to Professor Dumbledore for help! He beat Pass Grindelwald! He must have a way!"

Halfway through Harry's words, he suddenly cried out excitedly.He doesn't have much contact with the principal, but when he encounters difficult problems that are difficult to solve, he is the first to think of him-it's not that he doesn't have closer elders, of course he has, more than one, but he doesn't know Why, Dumbledore left in his heart the impression of the most powerful, solid, and reliable protector, perhaps on the night of the stormy night when he crossed the Black Lake of Hogwarts, he saw the elder with his own eyes He raised his wand aloft, bringing a blazing light through the storm and the waves.

His voice was harsh, but no one in this family felt his sudden reaction at the moment, and Petunia's eyes suddenly lit up, and she almost couldn't wait to speak.

"Let's go to Dumbledore, shall we?" she asked eagerly. "He's sure to be able to solve this problem, can't he?"

"We do need his help," said Eli, nodding and shaking his head, "I don't know if he'll have a complete solution, but one thing is urgent—we're going to Dorothy's Dreamland Check it out."

"Is there any danger?" Petunia asked him, looking at her husband worriedly.

Eli didn't answer her question directly, but just hugged his wife and daughter who were snuggling together, and patted their backs.

"I will defend our family well," he said, "I will not bow to fate, and I will do my best to protect everything I have."

"Entering another person's dream is not Legilimency, it's not a one-sided process." Dumbledore said, standing across from them, the blue eyes behind half-moon lenses staring right at him, "A soul Entering another soul's dream world is the most dangerous kind of travel a wizard can do... If someone else stood in front of me and told me he was going to do it, I would tell him I couldn't help He implemented that living is always more meaningful than discovering the truth."

"I agree with you, Albus, I would have done the same," Eli said. "Of course life is the most meaningful, but when there is no other choice, it is certainly not to be able to explore the truth." A bad thing. Like right now, I certainly don't want to take too much risk, but if we're not going to let him continue to build up his strength, we have no choice, we need to know what he's doing, not just for Dorothy, but for everyone Those who fell in his shadow."

Albus Dumbledore sighed softly.

"It has to be me, doesn't it, Albus?" said Eli, grinning at him. "It's very difficult to enter someone else's dream, and people are always very resistant to intrusions in their consciousness. But I believe many Rosie won't resist me—I'm her father."

Dorothy didn't know if her consciousness thought the same way. She looked at the smiling father, her eyes suddenly sore.

"Protect yourself, Eli." Dumbledore told him solemnly, "There are people waiting for you to come back, and many people are there—don't lose yourself in the dream. Suffer serious injuries in the dream, and be demented." There is no essential difference between strange kisses, your body will still be alive, but it is only alive, your soul will be trapped in it, and the dream cannot support more people to go in."

I know.Eli nodded, and Dumbledore watched him for a while, then slowly raised his wand.

The next moment, both Eli and Dorothy fell down without a sound. They closed their eyes tightly and their faces were peaceful and serene, as if they had just fallen into a sweet sleep.

Petunia gasped suddenly, her body shaking uncontrollably.Isaac and Harry supported her from left to right, and she regained her composure and held their hands tightly.

Harry also held her back tightly, feeling he was at a loss and helpless like never before, and also felt that he was growing rapidly and was getting ready to support everything. He didn't know if he could do it, but he knew I have to do it myself.

Eli walks in a lush forest.

He made a quick judgment with his common sense of geography, and found that this place did not seem to be any forest in reality. Under the bright moonlight, plants from different latitudes were stretching and growing wantonly, comfortable and free, and the moist fragrance was refreshing and refreshing. , as if all the troubles disappeared together in these refreshing comforts.

He walked forward all the way, passing through the forest path intertwined with branches and leaves, gradually approaching the depths of the forest, and finally found his daughter at the end of the road.She was leaning against a unicorn and was stroking its soft fur intimately, but the unicorn seemed a little restless. He pawed the ground, and pushed hard against her chin with his horns, as if trying to push out something she hadn't revealed.

A long snake quietly appeared behind the unicorn, and opened its jaws wide.

Eli's pupils shrank, and before he had time to approach slowly, he rushed out from behind the tree hiding his figure, and ran quickly in the direction of the unicorn and Dorothy.

The snake saw him, and then Dorothy saw him.The moment she saw him, the peaceful look on her face suddenly changed. In the quiet forest, there was a gust of wind, the clouds covered the sky, and the trees withered in an instant. Her eyes were scarlet, and she stared at Eli's. The soul showed a distorted expression of excitement and ecstasy.

In the real world, Dorothy's unconscious body convulsed suddenly and violently.The red thread on her arm spread all over her body in an instant, like a cage that bound her tightly, and also like a blood vessel that kept her alive.They spread rapidly and strangely, criss-crossing and criss-crossing, as if they came alive in an instant.

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