Chapter 860: Activated ancient clock

"Can't go on like this." Harry thought to himself.

Although these days, he barely resisted Snape's prying into this memory.

But for two weeks of intensive use of his brain, he has been unable to sleep well for many days, and he is extremely exhausted. Harry can't even guarantee whether he will be able to survive the next time he sees Snape. Live the opposing side's sensation.

Once the brain's defenses are breached, Dumbledore's return of the Invisibility Cloak to himself will be exposed, and his current thoughts will also be known to Snape...

Thinking of this possibility, Harry couldn't help shivering, and immediately decided to break the appointment tonight, temporarily interrupting the Occlumency course.

It’s just that he knows very well that interrupting the study of Occlumency is only a temporary solution, and it is likely to arouse Snape’s vigilance. What he needs to do now is to expose the true face of the other party as soon as possible, so that everyone knows Snape. I have already taken refuge in Voldemort...

Thinking of Ivan and others being fooled by Snape's disguise, Harry faintly felt that his responsibility was heavy, so he turned his head to look at Ron and asked.

"Ron, get me the class schedule... By the way, do you know if Snape has a class today?"

Ron, who was holding a book of transfiguration and memorizing by rote, froze for a moment, and then responded. "It shouldn't be, I heard George and the others say that Professor Snape seems to have taken a leave of absence today... The morning's Defence Against the Dark Arts class was assigned to Professor McGonagall."

"He must have gone to see Voldemort!" Harry said with certainty, and there was a faint excitement in his words, which meant that Snape was not in his office now and would not be back in a short time. !

He could just sneak into that office, retrieve his wand, and even look for evidence that Snape had betrayed them!

From the previous dreams, Harry learned that when Snape was busy or it was inconvenient to communicate with Voldemort using magical images, he would write the information he was going to pass to Voldemort on a piece of paper, and then put it in. In that broken ancient bell.

There is a specific magic inside the ancient clock, which can accurately transmit the letter to Voldemort's hands...

Harry didn't dare to turn on the light and didn't have the guts to stay here for long. He walked quickly to the locked cabinet, broke the lock with the lock opener, and then yanked it away.

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But to his surprise, there was nothing in that drawer.

Harry was dumbfounded, and at a loss for a while, it was possible that he had guessed wrong.

No, if there is really nothing in this drawer, why should it be locked?

Thinking of this, Harry rallied again, and Snape probably just moved these things elsewhere.

While there was still time, Harry rummaged in this office, but he rummaged around and quickly found out that there was nothing but a lot of strange potion materials in Snape’s office. None, and finally I have to admit that the evidence I was looking for may not be in this room, or it may have been destroyed by Snape.

Just when Harry was disappointed by this, the old clock on the wooden table attracted his attention. Harry was surprised to find that the time marked on it was different from before, and it had become twelve o'clock.

Several possibilities suddenly emerged in Harry's mind. The change in time might indicate that Voldemort was summoning Snape-this may be the reason why Snape deliberately applied for leave today.

But it could also mean that Voldemort had a new order to convey, and Snape was anxious to leave without noticing it.

Thinking of this, Harry walked forward cautiously with the last glimmer of hope, and fumbled on the ancient clock. When his index finger touched the chassis of the ancient clock, he accidentally touched a protrusion, which should be button one. Kind of stuff.

Before he could take a closer look, Harry suddenly felt as if something was being pulled from behind his belly button, his feet were pulled off the ground, and his body was drawn into a vortex of space.

Only then did he realize that the ancient clock in front of him was not a magical item for sending letters at all, it was a door key...