Chapter 922

Fanlin needed to make a more detailed plan than Harry had done.

As a matter of fact, so far, the thread of Trevor's line has been completely broken, and the family badge that Trevor gave to van Lin has completely faded.

Looks like something happened to the old bat, or did Voldemort take over the whole vampire family?

It has to be admitted that this is a very possible thing. So far, Voldemort has never failed in this kind of thing, such as giant, werewolf and even Dementors who return to Voldemort's arms

These were easy things for Tom, and Fanlin had never doubted Voldemort's ability to bewitch people.

A good example is that when Voldemort was not completely dehumanized, he was good enough to be loved by all the professors.

This is different from van Lim. Van Lin himself is just what you think of me. I don't care about my attitude. Voldemort is more perfect. Besides, Voldemort has pulled up the first Death Eater under Dumbledore's eyes.

In terms of combat effectiveness, it is not something like D.A. that can make up for it. In other words, at present, there is no comparison between D.A. and death eaters. Although there is no guarantee in the future, greenhouse flowers

Now Fanlin is more concerned about death.

More than once, Trevor has expressed the relationship between his family and the God of death. It can be said that Voldemort must have obtained something.

It's like a balance sheet, and the fragile balance between Dumbledore and Voldemort has been lost.

The plan was disrupted and Harry grew up beyond his imagination. Buffalo admitted that ordinary people did not do it and subdued Harry in a short time.

And Horcruxes

Well, Voldemort will surely find something, maybe a weapon, or a new help

Vampires?

There's more than a cool sense of vision to see Trevor's posture. But Trevor has more than once expressed a message about death.

What's worse, in Van Lin's hand, except for a chain which can limit the power, there is no clue about what is used to make a fatal blow

Compared with van Lin's troubles, Harry is also very difficult at this time. After all, it is not a pleasant thing to be forced to search the brain when he is conscious.

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"No," there was a voice in Harry's head. When he remembered that Chou was close to him, "you can't look at that, you can't look at that, it's my private business -"

Harry felt a sharp pain in his knee. Snape's office came back into view, and he found that he had fallen to the ground; his knees had a close contact with the hard stone.

He looked at Snape, who put down his wand and rubbed his wrist. There was a terrible scar, like a burnt mark.

"Do you mean that you have been subjected to a fierce magic?" Snape asked coldly.

"No," Harry complained, rising from the floor.

"I don't think so," said Snape, stepping in and looking at him. "You let me go too far. You have lost control of yourself. "

"Do you know everything I see?" Harry asked, not sure if he would like to hear the answer.

"It flashed in front of me," snape said, his lips curling. "Who does that dog belong to?"

"My Aunt Maggie," Harry murmured, a little unresponsive.

Snape put on his hat. "Well, your first attempt was terrible," said Snape, lifting his wand again. "You finally stopped me. It seems that what he taught you was useful, but you wasted a lot of time and energy. You have to concentrate and beat me back with your mind, without using your wand

"I'm trying," Harry said angrily, "but you don't tell me what to do!"

"Be polite, Potter," snape said insidiously. "Now, I want you to close your eyes."

Harry gave him a disgusting look and did what he said. He didn't like to stand there with his eyes closed and hold a wand while Snape was looking at him.

"Clear your mind, Potter," snape said coldly, "and let all emotions disappear."

But Harry was so angry that Snape was pouring poison into his heart. Let trouble go? It's not as easy as separating his feet.

"You're not doing it, Potter. You need to train more than you do now. Now, pay attention

Harry tried to empty his mind, trying not to think, or remember, or feel. "Let's do it again. Count three times, one - two - three - capture the mind

A huge black dragon appeared in front of him. His parents waved to him in a magic mirror. Ginny lay on the ground and watched him with black eyes."No Harry fell to his knees again. He covered his face with his hands, and his brain was in sharp pain, as if someone were trying to get it out of the skull cavity.

"Get up!" Snape said sharply, "get up, you're not trying, you're not trying, you're allowing me to read your fears and learn to fight me!"

Harry stood up again, his heart in great fear, like seeing Voldemort resurrected in the cemetery.

Snape looked paler and more angry than usual, though not as angry as Harry had been.

"I'm working hard," he said, gritting his teeth.

"I told you to clear your mind! I thought you would remember something

"Yes? Well, I find it hard to do this at the moment, "Harry yelled.

"Then you will find yourself easily prey to the dark Duke!" Said Snape savagely. "Those who cling to their emotions, those who can't control their emotions, those who are trapped in sad memories and are provoked by others are all fools and weak! In other words - they have no power against others! He can break into your heart effortlessly, Potter

"I'm not a weak man," Harry whispered, his uncontrollable anger making him want to attack Snape now.

"Prove it! Defeat yourself Snape called out, "control your anger, train your mind! Let's try again! get ready! Take the mind and read it

He saw Uncle Vernon seal the mailbox. A hundred Dementors floated across the lake and surrounded it. He and Mr. Weasley walked down a windowless path. Harry tried to get through it, but Mr. Weasley pulled him to the left and down a stone step.

"I know! I know! " He fell on the floor of Snape's office for the fourth time. His scar was painfully painful, but the voice from his mouth barely pretended to be happy. He stood up again and found that Snape was watching him, and his wand had been raised. At this point, it seemed as if Snape had successfully cast the spell before Harry tried to fight.

"And then what happened, Potter?" He asked, staring at Harry closely.

"I see - I remember," Harry gasped. "I just got it."

"Understand what?" Snape said sharply. Harry didn't come back immediately. He wiped his forehead and thought about the moment when he was blind. He dreamt of a windowless corridor in front of a door that had been locked for months. He did not leave and found that it was a real place. Now, he recalled, he knew that the corridor he had dreamt of was the one he and Mr. Weasley ran through on August 12th to the Ministry of magic's courtroom, which led him to the secret service, and he dreamed that Voldemort had caused people to attack Mr. Weasley at night.

He looked up at Snape. "What's wrong with the mystery department?"

"What do you say?" Snape said in a voice without emotional fluctuations.

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