Chapter 675： attack

"Well…"

Dumbledore sucked the half of the pile of cockroaches exposed outside, chewed it, and swallowed it.

"You mean... Sirius was caught by Voldemort?" he repeated softly, holding the half-moon glasses on the crooked bridge of his nose.

"Yes! I saw it in my dream!" Harry continued to shout excitedly.

"Meow!"

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Mao Mao's eyes lit up immediately, he turned his head to look at Dumbledore, and waited for the other party to take him to fight Voldemort!

"It's impossible," however, Dumbledore shook his head and said decisively: "Alastor and Lemus have been arranging people to stay in the Order of the Phoenix recently. If Sirius leaves, They will notify me as soon as possible."

The cat, who had thought he could fight, wilted in an instant. He stretched out his small paws and picked up the brim of the sorting hat that was pressed under him in a bored manner.

"But I saw it in a dream! Voldemort was torturing him! Right in the Department of Mysteries! Just like I saw Mr Wesley get bitten by a snake before!"

Without confirming the safety of Sirius with his own eyes, Harry would not believe Dumbledore, or rather, he believed more in what he saw in his dream than what Dumbledore said.

"Heh!" Phineas on the wall sneered, "Young students are always self-righteous and refuse to believe in authority, especially Gryffindor students, arrogant, reckless, mindless... just like my great-great-grandson Same."

Then he found the little tabby cat on the table staring at him, and quickly added: "Well, except for Fish."

Dumbledore ignored Phineas' joke, looked at Harry with a serious expression, and said, "I remember I reminded you before that Voldemort might use your connection to do something, so you need to Master Occlumency as soon as possible, now it seems that you did not listen to my words."

"I've been studying hard, but I just can't learn!" Harry argued for himself, and then continued to doubt Dumbledore, "What if? What if Professor Lupin and the others were attacked together. , it's too late to inform you!"

"As long as they stay in the Blake family's ancestral home, Voldemort will never find them, so your guess is not valid at all!" Phineas retorted loudly as if insulted: "You too I underestimate the defense magic of my ancestral home!"

But Harry Potter didn't bother to pay attention to him at all, his eyes fixed on Dumbledore. As long as Dumbledore does not confirm the situation of Sirius, he will never give up.

Dumbledore sighed, then said to the portrait on the wall, "Phineas, can you go and see if Sirius is still at home?"

"My great-great-grandson doesn't like to be near my portrait." Phineas curled his lips, then he pointed at Harry and sarcastically said: "Besides, I think this rude student will definitely Believe what I say."

"Okay..." Dumbledore sighed again.

He glanced at Harry helplessly, opened the drawer next to him, and took out a mirror slightly larger than the palm of his hand.

Just as he took out the mirror, Professor McGonagall in a plaid dressing gown arrived late.

"Meow~"

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Fish jumped up from the table immediately and flew towards Professor McGonagall...

Along the way, he kicked the sorting hat under him to the ground.

"You're here too." Professor McGonagall caught the cat that flew over, and while reaching out and scratching his chin lightly, he nodded to Dumbledore, "Potter said anything. Didn't believe Blake was safe now, so I brought him here."

Dumbledore laughed and shook his head, then called to the mirror in his hand: "Alastor!"

Moments later, a figure shook in the mirror, followed by Mad-Eye Moody's face.

It's just that his hair is messy, and he keeps adjusting the artificial eye with his hands. It's obvious that he was sleeping just now.

"What's the matter, Albus?" Moody asked in a deep voice, rolling his magic eyes, "Is there any movement in the Death Eaters? Or is there something wrong with that guy Fudge?"

"Neither," Dumbledore's expression was very helpless, "Harry has something to call Sirius, please go and call him."

Moody in the mirror looked a little stunned, and even the magic eye stopped turning. After being stunned for a while, he didn't ask what was going on, but nodded and said, "A little bit. Wait." Then he disappeared in front of the mirror.

At this point, Harry thought again and again that Sirius had been captured by Voldemort, that it was really an intellectual problem. He twisted his hands uneasily and opened his mouth to say something, but nothing came out.

After calming down, Harry realized how many people he had disturbed the rest of the night because of his relaxation of Occlumency and his distrust of Dumbledore.

Just when Harry hesitated to apologize to Dumbledore, Sirius's head appeared in the mirror, his hair was also messy, and his face was a little tired.

"Harry, are you looking for me?" he asked in surprise. "Then why don't you use the double-sided mirror I gave you? I always wear it."

"…"

Harry was immediately stunned, and after a while, he finally remembered the paperback-sized package that Sirius had secretly stuffed into him on the day when the Christmas holidays ended...

The package was stuffed into the bottom of the suitcase by him, and he hadn't opened it at all, so before that, Harry had no idea what was inside.

For a moment, UU read www.uukanshu. com Harry felt like the dumbest fool in the world.

Just as Harry was shocked by his own stupidity, Dumbledore briefly explained to Sirius what had happened.

Sirius didn't blame Harry, but showed a very happy look... After all, Harry was caring about him.

Of course, he also knew that if he complimented Harry, it would only make him even more embarrassed, so Sirius decisively changed the subject: "But... why did Voldemort do this? He would never think that Harry was being affected by that false dream. After being deceived, don't tell anyone at all, and secretly run to the Ministry of Magic yourself?"

"Hmph... It's hard to say." Phineas couldn't help sneering again: "Based on his performance just now, it's not impossible."

Harry's face was flushed to the bottom of his ears. The more he thought about it, the more stupid he felt. Even though Dumbledore and Snape had already warned him, he was still deceived by Voldemort.

"Don't be ashamed of it, Harry." Dumbledore smiled softly, and said, "You were deceived by Voldemort because you had a power within you, a power greater than death, human wisdom, and the forces of nature. , more terrifying power. It's the power that drives you to desperately want to save Sirius. All you lack is a little life experience."

Harry slowly raised his head and looked into the blue eyes behind the half-moon glasses, the shame in his heart gradually subsided, and then a strong, unexplained but familiar. Emotions flooded Harry's mind.

At this moment, he just wanted to...

"Avada Kedavra!"

Harry pulled out his wand and pointed at Dumbledore behind the desk.

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