HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Chapter 182 The Second Dream

Since she knew about the third competition venue, Gloria took out things from the storage space after a long absence.

At the beginning of the game, the warriors did not enter the maze at the same time, so they would be separated inside. Who knows what would happen inside.

You must be fully prepared.

At Harry's constant request, Gloria did not tell him that he and Krum went to the Forbidden Forest together, otherwise he would be scolded by the people around him.

Ron must have been practicing spells with me recently. I often see him with a bitter face and some small bruises on his arms and face.

For the third competition, Gloria and Draco separately searched for various spell books in order to deal with the terrible and disgusting creatures in the maze.

The boy even felt that Hagrid had thrown a creature into the maze that was no less ferocious than a fire dragon.

When she was going downstairs with a stack of books, she met Harry, who looked very flustered. His head was covered in sweat and his eyes were wandering. When he saw her, his gaze fixed.

"Leah, I...I had a dream..."

He stumbled over his words, but Gloria understood. She reached out and pulled him to a corner. "Voldemort?"

Harry nodded dazedly, "Yes, I want to talk to Headmaster Dumbledore about this."

"Together."

Just walking to the door of the principal's office, Gloria didn't know the principal's preference for setting passwords.

Harry tried the names of candies one by one at the door, and finally succeeded with a pile of cockroaches.

The two of them bumped into Dumbledore who was about to go out.

"Why are you here?" Headmaster Dumbledore stared at them with his blue eyes.

"Headmaster, I had a dream in Divination class... about Voldemort." Harry made his intention clear as soon as he arrived.

Dumbledore returned to his seat, "Everyone sit down and tell us everything you remember about the scene."

Gloria was also curious about what he was dreaming about. The portraits around her stopped squinting their eyes when sleeping and all pricked up their ears to listen carefully.

"I dreamed that I was sitting on the back of an eagle owl, and it took me to a chair. There was a big snake next to the chair, and there was a man I didn't know. He... wore bloody white gloves and pressed on the handle of the chair. I could see it clearly."

"Voldemort seems... very happy, and the snake also said it was very full." When Harry said this, he felt like vomiting, as if he had guessed what the snake had eaten.

"They mentioned the final tournament, and the man with the gloves said that everything was going well, and that on June 24th they would be able to bring me... before Voldemort."

"Did they mention any other names?" Dumbledore asked him.

Harry said, "And Leah's name." He looked at Gloria and said, "Voldemort said that since she is also participating in the competition, we should find a chance to capture her together."

Speaking of this, Voldemort's cold and joyful laughter is still echoing in my mind, as well as the words: Since she also participated in the competition.

Wasn't it their doing that Gloria participated in the competition?

"Gloria must not be taken away by that man!" Phineas couldn't help but speak out, breaking the peace after Harry finished speaking.

Dumbledore ignored the portrait's words and stood up. "You guys rest here for a while. I have to check the venue. The professors are waiting there."

"You go ahead," Gloria said, "we'll wait here."

After Dumbledore left, the office fell silent again. Phineas just stared at the two of them in the frame without saying anything.

Harry sat quietly for a while and said, "Leah, were you...really tricked into participating in the competition by someone with ulterior motives?"

"No." Gloria answered simply.

Harry's eyes widened, "You cast it yourself? How did you do that? Why?!"

They are all fourth graders, how could she do this?

"To be precise, it was my snake that slipped the note in, causing the Goblet of Fire to mistakenly believe that I was an adult." Gloria said calmly, "Look - as long as I meet the requirements, I'm the best candidate."

"This is very dangerous, and you told me to be careful all the time, but..."

Gloria looked at him quietly, "Harry, I'm different from you. I'm much stronger than you think. I'm just planning to find a chance to give it to you."

She took out a bracelet with a black stone strung on a black string, which looked ordinary.

Gloria didn't say much, she just pulled out his hand, and the bracelet was automatically tied as soon as it touched his wrist.

"What is this?" Harry picked up the stone in surprise and looked at it, but he couldn't see anything special about it, and he failed when he tried to take it down.

Gloria glanced at the bracelet that she was wearing well. "It's a very useful thing. I might not be able to find you in time in the maze, and your dream shows that you are in a very dangerous situation in the last game."

She continued, "Even so, the game can't be stopped. This thing can keep you from being alone. You will understand when the time comes."

Harry stroked the stone, not knowing what to think. After a while, he said, "Thank you."

Gloria simply leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes, not knowing when Headmaster Dumbledore would return.

Although he was not sure about the specific effect of the stone, Harry was touched by Gloria's kindness.

He looked up at the wall behind the table. The Sorting Hat was placed high up, and next to it was the gleaming silver Sword of Gryffindor in a glass case.

Soon I saw a silver light flickering on the box. I looked around and found the source of the silver light. It turned out that the door of a black cabinet at the back was not closed tightly, leaving a gap.

"Leah, what is that?"

Gloria opened her eyes and looked back, and also saw the light flickering in the gap, "Just take a look and you'll know."

She stood up first and walked over, opening the black cabinet door, and found a shallow stone basin with strange carvings around the mouth of the basin. The silver light they saw was emitted by something inside, and it was unclear whether it was gas or liquid.

Like a piece of constantly flowing silver, sometimes rippling, sometimes spinning softly like a cloud.

Gloria recognized what it was. "The Pensieve."

"What?" Harry heard the name for the first time.

"Put the retrieved memories back in, and you can recreate what happened in your memory." Gloria looked at the spinning silver light and said, "There's a memory in there right now, do you want to take a look?"

Harry shook his head quickly, "No, since it's in the headmaster's office, it's likely to contain the headmaster's memories."

It's not good to snoop into other people's memories...

Gloria didn't want to read the memories, "Then just keep waiting."

Dumbledore didn't let them wait too long. After inspecting the venue, he immediately returned to the office and saw the black cabinet door opened.

"Oh - you saw the Pensieve. Did you look at the memories inside?"

Harry quickly waved his hands, "No, we didn't do that."

"Really? Actually, it doesn't hurt to read it. It contains memories about the trial of Death Eaters." Dumbledore said frankly, "As I get older, I always feel that my mind is filled with too many thoughts and memories. Cleaning and storing them on time can prevent me from forgetting some things in the past."

Harry clenched his hands nervously, "Principal Dumbledore, about my dream..."

"Harry," Dumbledore said, "I have informed the reliable professors of this situation and asked them to pay special attention to your movements when patrolling the maze. Of course, I didn't tell you about your dream, so you have to keep it a secret."

Gloria probably understood that the principal suspected a certain professor, and this professor who had just arrived this year...