Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

Of course, Ron's happiness did not last long. After being mercilessly criticized several times by the intolerable Hermione, his story finally returned to the hypnotized version.

As for Hermione, although she was annoyed by the campus scandal, luckily Rita Skeeter was controlled by Glenn early on and finally escaped the diluted Babbo tuber pus sent to her in the original work.

The miserable condition of burning hands.

After the topic brought about by the second project gradually subsided, Harry found Glenn and talked about a strange thing he encountered some time ago.

"Remember my Marauder's Map?" he said, "the one Fred and George gave me."

Glenn had a more practical system map, so there was no need to think about the live map, so it naturally fell into Harry's hands.

"Of course." Glenn nodded, "The magic of that map is amazing and impressive."

Seeing that he had not forgotten, Harry continued: "The night I went to the prefects' bathroom to study the golden egg, I encountered a strange thing - a name appeared on it that shouldn't have appeared."

"Who?" Glenn asked knowingly.

"Barty Crouch...if I remember correctly, hasn't his soul been taken away by the dementors and turned into a walking corpse?" Harry said blankly.

Glenn hesitated for a moment, but decided to hide it from him for a while: "You remember correctly, it is impossible for Crouch to appear in Hogwarts. Is there an error in the map?"

"I don't know..." Harry frowned, "but it's never had this problem before."

"I don't think you need to worry too much. After all, this map was created many years ago. It's normal for the magic on it to gradually fade away. It's understandable that there will be minor problems occasionally." Glenn thought for a while and looked for

He came up with an excuse that sounded reasonable.

"All right..."

Harry left with doubts, but an unrelated thought suddenly appeared in Glenn's mind.

Is it necessary for the prophet to call Dumbledore before Voldemort is truly resurrected?

There is no doubt that this may cause some unnecessary plot changes, but it will obviously allow the old fox to be fully prepared before announcing to the public the fact that Voldemort has returned.

If they had already grasped Lockhart, the nail in the Ministry of Magic's senior leadership, and Rita Skeeter, an elite member of the journalism industry, they might have been able to avoid Dumbledore and Harry's reputation being tarnished.

Even if he cannot gain the upper hand in the public opinion war, he can at least prevent more uninformed people from being deceived by Fudge.

Of course, if you want to tell him, you still have to think of your words in advance. It's time to come out as a prophet who hasn't used it for a long time.

Early the next morning, Glenn got up early and knocked on the door of the principal's office.

The door opened automatically, revealing Dumbledore's figure in a loose robe behind the desk. He was holding pineapple preserves in one hand and pouring sugar into the teacup.

It can be seen from his appearance that he has just gotten up and has not even changed his clothes.

"This is your first time so early, Glenn, would you like a cup of hot tea?" He looked up and said gently, "What happened? This is the first time I've seen you acting so recklessly.

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Of course, the slightly panicked expression on his face was deliberately performed by Glenn. After all, at his age, no matter how mature and calm he was, if he saw His Highness the Dark Lord resurrected with full health in the "Prophecy", he would not be able to act like that

So the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle.

"I'm afraid we're going to have trouble, Professor." He said with a dark face, "I had another dream last night, and I'm afraid it's another prophetic dream like before..."

Dumbledore had almost never seen him so nervous. He immediately straightened his expression and asked, "Tell me, what did you see?"

"If nothing else happens, Voldemort will regain all his power in the near future..."

After saying this, the old fox's expression became more serious and he continued to ask: "Can you tell me the specific situation?"

Glenn nodded and traced

Narrated: "In my dream last night, I saw Yaxley, the Death Eater who was caught at the World Cup. He put the baby Voldemort into a huge crucible and cut off his own hand.

Added in, a piece of rotten bone, and... Harry's blood..."

"Harry's blood?" Dumbledore was stunned for a moment, "You mean, they caught Harry?"

"That's right..." Glenn nodded, "In that scene, Harry was trapped on a sculpture next to a tomb, and then the real Voldemort mysteriously appeared in the crucible..."

Hearing this description, Dumbledore frowned tightly. Even with his erudition, he knew nothing about such a resurrection method, just like he didn't know how Voldemort transformed from a remnant soul into an infant form.

"Besides these, have you noticed anything else?" he asked, thinking carefully.

"Also." Glenn nodded, "If I read correctly, Harry should have escaped successfully in the end. He had a duel with Voldemort, and some very strange phenomena occurred with their wands, which made him

I found an opportunity and used the Flying Curse to summon the Triwizard Tournament trophy, and it disappeared from there."

"Trophy?" Dumbledore unconsciously fiddled with his long beard and speculated: "So, the trophy has been replaced by a portkey...Other than that, I can't think of any other magic that can give it an instant.

The ability to teleport..."

"Maybe... By the way, Alex mentioned what they were when he added those things to the cauldron." Glenn added, "If I remember correctly, he called them servant meat.

;Father's bones; and the blood of his enemies. This reminds me of what Harry saw when he connected with Voldemort's consciousness during the summer vacation. Voldemort insisted on getting Harry's blood before he was willing to resurrect, and was even willing to wait a few more months for this.

time."

Dumbledore didn't show any surprise, he had obviously heard this dream from Harry. He still frowned and picked up the tea cup on the table, and the principal's office suddenly fell into a long silence.

Glenn did not disturb him and just sat down quietly opposite him. He believed that with the old fox's intelligence, he would be able to figure out the key to the problem very quickly.

After a long time, Dumbledore's brows seemed to relax a bit, and he spoke again: "If what you saw is indeed a prophecy, I think this may not be a bad thing."

really...

Glenn was happy, but his face showed obvious confusion.

"Not a bad thing? I don't understand what you mean... How can this be a good thing?"