hp Ouroboros

Please, my son...my only son...he is only 16 years old and has no idea what awaits him!Why, Bella?Why is it my son?Too dangerous!This is revenge for Lucius' mistake, I know it!Please help him...

-- Narcissa Malfoy

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December brings more snow and an avalanche of homework for fifth graders.As Christmas approaches, the only thing Harry looks forward to is the activities of DA, until Sirius writes to tell him that this Christmas, he can finally go back to his family like other classmates to spend it!

With a flying mood, Harry came to the Room of Requirement early to participate in the last DA event before the festival.

Just as he hurriedly stepped on the sofa for resting, trying to remove the exaggerated Christmas decoration made by the elf Dobby, who liked him very much, the door opened and Chris walked in.

"Hello..." Chris wanted to say hello, but when she saw Harry's froze posture in front of him, a small golden ball with Harry's own head photo printed on it in his hand, and almost covered with such She paused as she raised her hand to wave to Harry.

"Hmm... very beautiful...?" Maybe she wanted to compliment Harry's taste, but Chris finally decided that she couldn't violate her conscience, so she subtly changed her tone and turned it into a question.

"Ahem, oh, this? No, no, this is what Dobby did!" Harry was stared at by Chris's silver-gray eyes, and his whole body trembled. He quickly jumped off the sofa and waved his hands again and again, but He found that he was still holding the small ball with his photo printed on it, as if it had been scalded, he quickly threw it aside, and then continued to explain, "Dobby, this is what Dobby made, Oh! Dobby is a house-elf at Hogwarts!"

Before Harry continued to explain to Chris, who still seemed to see through something, the other DA members came in in twos and threes. Fortunately, everyone came in together. At least Harry didn't have to face Angelina's silently condemning eyes. For a long time—even though she had asked Ginny to temporarily replace him as Gryffindor's Seeker, the fact that Gryffindor's best Seeker was suspended because he couldn't stand being provoked by others made Captain Angelique Na stared at Harry sadly for several days.

Seeing that the room was full of people, Harry cleared his throat, "Think we'll go over what we've practiced tonight, because this is the last assembly before the holiday, and there's no need to learn new things before the three-week holiday." Meaning... we practice in pairs, starting with the Obstacle Charm for 10 minutes, then take the mat out and do the Stunning Charm."

After an hour, Harry told everyone to stop.Chris, who was the youngest in the grade, was even able to knock Angelina into the air, while Neville, who was the most worrying before, made good progress. He looked at everyone with pride in his heart.

"Good practice," he said, looking at everyone with a smile, "we can start some difficult ones when we come back from vacation...maybe even include the Patronus Charm."

Amidst the excited discussion, everyone walked out of the room together as usual, and many people wished Harry a "Merry Christmas".Hermione stayed behind with Harry to tidy up the room.

"Harry?" Chrissy's voice made Harry turn to look at her, and everyone in the room had left, only her.

"Will you spend Christmas at school?" Chrissy asked politely, but she looked a little nervous, subconsciously pinching her wizard robe with one hand.

"Um, no, I usually spend Christmas at school, but this year my godfather asked me to go back and spend the holidays together... What's wrong?"

"Oh! Really? Congratulations! Yes, I remembered about your godfather now." Chris nodded in disappointment, and was about to turn around and leave, but Harry stopped her.

"Hey, what's up, Chrissy? Are you staying at school this Christmas?"

Chris nodded, "My grandfather and father have something to do and have to leave the UK temporarily." She thought for a while and continued, "It should be said that Ollivander doesn't want to have anything to do with 'that person', so... "Chris didn't go on, but Harry and Hermione, who had packed up their things and came over, understood.

"That person?! Voldemort went to find your family?!" Harry suddenly became agitated and grabbed Chris's shoulder.

"Harry!" Hermione quickly pulled Harry away, "You scared Chrissy!"

After being pulled away, Harry realized that Chris flinched, "Oh! Sorry...but you said..."

"Not yet," Chrissy calmed down at a pace that didn't match her age.She shook her head. "But we've heard rumors that he might be looking for some kind of weapon. Speaking of wizard's weapons, what do you think of?"

"Wand..." Hermione whispered the answer.

There was silence in the room for a few seconds before Harry suddenly said, "I'll stay."

"What?" Hermione looked at him incredulously, she knew how much Harry liked his godfather.

"I'll write to Sirius right away, this is just a Christmas, as long as we are all safe and sound, we can spend many, many Christmases together in the future!" Harry said and ran out of the room quickly.

Hermione and Kris left the Room of Requirement together at the end. When the magic door disappeared in front of them, a cold voice suddenly came from behind them.

"Look who I found." Turning her head, Hermione saw Draco curling the corner of his mouth in disdain, half leaning against the corner wall.

"Some people seem to have taken Professor Umbridge's order as a deaf ear." Draco's blue-gray eyes gleamed with a gloomy light, and the light from the torch on the wall cast a large cloud on his three-dimensional facial features. Shadows, which made him look like a venomous snake swimming around, ready to kill its prey.

"Okay, Draco." At this time, Pan Xi walked out from behind the corner gracefully like a black swan with his head held high, "We still have the task of patrolling the prefects, don't waste time here."

"Waste of time? What a waste of time, if I can catch Potter..."

"But you didn't, Potter isn't here." Pansy pointed out the crux of the problem, which made Draco stare at Hermione reluctantly, but he had no choice but to turn and walk away.

"If you could just stop scaring a few first-year brats, I think we could have caught him on the spot, of course, which is a bit of a pity..." Pansy and Draco walked away, but Pansy Her voice was still vaguely audible, and if you listened carefully, you could find that she was deliberately speaking at twice the volume she usually used.

And Hermione is a careful person.

"What!!" Harry almost screamed, but Hermione gave him a hard look, and quickly lowered his volume, "You said that Parkinson and Malfoy deliberately let you go?"

"Obviously, I'm sure Pansy would never speak in such a loud voice, and you know that Malfoy is not a person who listens to persuasion—unless he himself has no interest in that matter."

"But how could they..."

Hermione put down Harry's homework, which she planned to check, and asked suspiciously, "Do you think Malfoy looks very bad recently?"

"Color? When did his complexion get better!"

"No...I mean he looked very pale. I suddenly recalled that he was standing under the torch, and the shadow cast on his face by the fire seemed... very thin? There were shadows on his cheeks. "

"Oh, please, who would study Malfoy's health so carefully!" Harry rolled his eyes, opened his history of magic homework, and saw that there was nothing but the name 'Harry Potter' on the parchment It was blank, and he couldn't help but rolled his eyes again to express his inner pain.

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Whatever was going on with Malfoy lately, Harry didn't have the energy to care about it anyway.In addition to the pile of homework that could directly bury people alive in the fifth grade, and the DA that he and Hermione suggested, he even had an appointment with Sylvia for extra tutoring on Legilimency.

When Harry stepped into the empty classroom, all he saw was Sylvia sitting in a high chair in front of her huge desk.

"Tomorrow is the holiday. Tonight is our third class. We have finished the theoretical part. Let's try today." Sylvia smiled and looked very relaxed.

"Don't rush to be happy, Potter." Sylvia gave Harry a slap in the face because he finally didn't have any boring theoretical explanations, "I've already told you about the theory, Legilimency...is very uncomfortable magic, it won't bring you pleasure—even if you're lucky enough to discover the secrets of 'that person', believe me, those are definitely not pleasant memories."

And for the next half hour, Harry fully understood what Sylvia meant by 'uncomfortable'. He used Legilimency on Sylvia for the fifth time and she used it ruthlessly. After fighting back hard, Harry collapsed in sweat on the cold rocky floor.

"It seems that you have already understood the disadvantages of this magic." Sylvia was still as graceful and calm as half an hour ago, and Harry even felt that she was not even sweating, she didn't even move a single strand of hair.

"So I think we can go to the next stage, oh, of course we haven't achieved results in this stage, but I think after you have suffered so much, it should make you also look at the benefits of it."

"I don't know how to defend and fight back, come on."

"What?" Harry got up from the floor. After the high-intensity 'brain competition' just now, he only felt that his head was in a mess.

"You can directly enter my mind. For now, I let you. This stage is to let you know what will happen when you successfully break into other people's brains."

Harry was still a little confused, he mechanically raised his wand and said to Sylvia, "Legiliency."

Then at the next moment, he suddenly found that his surroundings were different. He was no longer in the empty classroom. In front of him was an empty and endless Gobi. It didn’t even have any color. , the sky without clouds and sun, and the endless gray Gobi.

"Welcome, Potter." Sylvia's voice made Harry turn sharply, and Sylvia was standing behind her, also gray.

"People who know Occlumency have a variety of defense methods. Some people create a bottomless abyss, some people create a starry sky, and this is mine." Sylvia waved her hand around, "boring and repetitive This is the simplest defense method, and it is also the most common situation you will encounter after Legilimency is successful - they are not dangerous, and you can tell at a glance that this person is using Occlumency to protect himself .”

"Then the second type, false and deliberately arranged memories, you have to be very careful about this kind." The gray Sylvia raised her finger to herself, "Like the me you see now."

"What? But aren't you here? What's false?" Harry was confused, but he understood what Sylvia meant in the next moment, because the colorless Sylvia in front of him, He ignored his question at all and continued talking on his own.

"I deliberately arranged for myself to appear in gray, of course I can use colored ones, but it looks too real, you are just experiencing this for the first time, it may be a bit confusing...if you still have a little wisdom , you will understand that this 'memory' of me talking to you is fabricated by myself and deliberately shown to the attacker, that is, you. And this is what a good Occlumency master will do, they Selectively display the memory, or even change a little bit of it silently, if the attacker is incapable or careless, it is almost impossible for them to find out that they have actually been deceived."

Until Harry collapsed on his own bed, staring at the top of his dark red four-poster bed for 10 minutes, he still hadn't recovered from the shock he received at Sylvia's place less than half an hour ago.

In Sylvia's explanation and the strange gray scene, he can certainly know that what he is looking at is fake, but according to what the senior said... what he is going to face is Voldemort, Things will never be so easy, he was even almost fooled by the fake senior Sylvia, how can those colorful, vivid memories that look exactly the same as the real ones be able to tell the real from the fake? !