Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

After hearing Snape's answer, the slender peephole of the door slowly closed, and then there was a sound of unlocking from the other side of the door.

About a minute later, the door to Bogginberg's Museum of Dark Arts opened from the inside, revealing Bogginberger standing behind the door, a little thin and with a hunched body.

"The Dark Lord is very dissatisfied with you, Snape." Although Bogginberg turned sideways and let Snape come in, he frowned and said with an angry look, "Think about you today.

What can you report? We are very suspicious of your loyalty."

Snape did not speak, but walked towards the depths of the Bolkinberg Museum of Dark Arts with a cold face.

...

At dinner that day, Harry received a reply from Sirius.

The reply was simple, Sirius expressed his sincere concern for Harry's physical and mental health, and made an appointment with him to contact him through the Floo network in the Gryffindor common room at 7:30 tonight.

In addition to the letter, what was delivered with the letter was a small, boxy wooden box that looked like a music box. It was only the size of Harry's hand and looked very worn, but to the touch it was unexpectedly smooth and shiny like metal.

Regarding this small box, Sirius did not say clearly what it was. He just said in the letter in a prank-like and joking tone that it was a very, very interesting little magic item that could prevent Snape from using the excuse of private lessons again.

Harry's little magic item.

Soon the second private lesson with Snape arrived. Just like the first tutoring session, there was no change in the second private tutoring session. It was still very bad, and there would be no improvement or improvement in the long run.

Seeing signs of improvement, on the contrary, Harry felt that his condition was getting worse and worse——

It made Harry feel like he was back in fifth grade.

Before learning Occlumency...or rather since the battle at the Ministry of Magic last semester, his scar no longer hurts, especially at night, and Harry no longer has some inexplicable dreams, or

Heard some strange noises.

But now the scar stings almost constantly, and he often feels bursts of annoyance or joy that have nothing to do with his behavior at the time, always accompanied by severe pain in the scar.

Harry felt with fear that he was gradually turning into an antenna, capable of picking up the slightest fluctuations in Voldemort's emotions. He was certain that this improvement in sensitivity began after he first learned Occlumency from Snape.

Moreover, he now has dreams almost every night, and they are inexplicable dreams that he cannot remember after waking up.

"Maybe it's a bit like being sick..." After listening to Harry's confession, Hermione said with concern, "Well... it's just like a fever, it gets worse first and then gets better."

"It was Snape's tutoring that made it worse!" Harry asserted, while frustrated, "I had never felt this way before receiving Snape's tutoring. The scar hurt so much!"

"Then you have to work harder to learn Occlumency." Hermione comforted ineffectively.

"I'm trying my best! I'm trying my best!" Harry became angry for a moment, "You should give it a try. Snape will enter your mind almost every week, and occasionally twice.

Times, three times, this is not a happy thing!"

Maybe it's because Harry's progress is too slow, maybe Snape wants to torture Harry, and now Snape has used his weekly confinement world to teach Harry Occlumency——

Or maybe it would be more appropriate to torture Harry.

"Um...Harry...maybe..." Ron said hesitantly.

"Maybe what?" Hermione asked angrily.

"Maybe it's not Harry's fault that he can't turn off his brain." Ron said grimly.

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked.

"Well, I mean... maybe Snape doesn't really want to help Harry..."

Valley reclamation

Both of them stared at Ron, who looked at them meaningfully.

"Maybe..." Ron whispered, "He actually wanted to open Harry's mind a little wider... to let the mysterious man-"

"Stop talking nonsense, Ron!" Hermione interrupted him angrily, "How many times have you doubted Snape, and which one was right? Dumbledore trusted him, he worked for the Order of the Phoenix, that's enough

, not to mention that even Tiera admitted that it was a very good idea to let Snape teach Harry Occlumency."

"But I heard from my father that he used to be a Death Eater!" Ron argued stubbornly, "You know we've never seen evidence of his true transformation... And have you forgotten what Sirius once said?

If a person is a Death Eater, he will remain a Death Eater for life!"

"Dumbledore trusts him and Tiera trusts him." Hermione insisted, "That's enough. If we don't even trust Dumbledore and Tiera, then we have no one to trust."

"I'm not saying that I don't trust Tiera and Dumbledore... I mean..." Ron said mysteriously, "Is there such a possibility that Tiera

Dumbledore and Dumbledore didn't trust Snape at all, or let's be more absolute, Tiera was sure that Snape couldn't be trusted, so she asked Snape to teach Harry Occlumency."

"What, what do you mean?" Harry and Hermione's heads couldn't turn around for a moment.

"What I mean is, is it possible that because Snape is not trustworthy, Tiera and Dumbledore asked Snape to teach Harry Brain Defense just so that Snape could help Voldemort better?"

Open Harry's brain and then deliberately reveal some of the contents of Harry's brain to Voldemort?" Ron asked.

"Are they crazy? Why do they do this?" Hermione shouted hysterically.

"I mean, maybe what Dumbledore and Tiera told Harry would be some false news, or even what Harry saw through his eyes - such as Tiera being too busy, Dumbledore

They don't care much, they are all illusions, all to confuse Voldemort, all to pass a false message to Voldemort through Harry's mind." Ron said mysteriously, "The message conveyed in this way is more reliable.

More able to confuse Voldemort——"

...

At the same time, Tiera, who was reading a newspaper in the principal's office, raised her head, sighed helplessly, then stretched out her right hand, rolled her right eye, and time began to flow backwards...

...

"Maybe..." Ron whispered, "He actually wanted to open Harry's mind a little wider... to let the mysterious man-"

"Don't talk nonsense, Ron!" Hermione interrupted him angrily, "How many times have you doubted Snape, and which time was he right? Dumbledore trusts him, he works for the Order of the Phoenix, that's enough

, not to mention that even Tiera admitted that it was a very good idea to let Snape teach Harry Occlumency."

"But I heard from my father that he used to be a Death Eater!" Ron argued stubbornly, "You know we've never seen evidence of his true transformation... And have you forgotten what Sirius once said?

If a person is a Death Eater, he will remain a Death Eater for life!"

"Dumbledore trusts him and Tiera trusts him." Hermione insisted, "That's enough. If we don't even trust Dumbledore and Tiera, then we have no one to trust."

"I'm not saying I don't trust Tiera and Dumbledore... I mean..." Ron said mysteriously.

Just when Ron was about to tell his guess, he suddenly felt as if a veil had covered his thoughts.

One minute......

Two minutes...

five minutes......

"What do you mean?" Hermione asked angrily, "You should tell me quickly, Ron."

"Ah?" Ron was startled at first, then lowered his head in shame and whispered, "I, I forgot..."

"The words were on my lips but I forgot..."