Chapter 1708 (2/2)
The next project in the future will be fully displayed in the dream, and the old man will become the image of Harry's mother, in the dream to personally demonstrate how to pass the test and get a good score.
Whether it is the route or the means, all hands to teach him, this is equivalent to directly take the test paper to him to copy, will not it not?
”It's you, old man. If you insist on it for half a year, we can reap the fruits of victory.”
Su Ming patted Greenwood's arm and handed him the burden. Although he could manipulate Harry's thinking by hanging himself, it was not a dream.
For example, when Harry dreamt about the snake playing puzzle, in fact, he woke up long ago. The strangulation invaded his brain, making him unable to open his eyes and move, which provided him with a nightmare illusion.
If Harry had been allowed to do this every night, he would have died of lack of sleep for a long time, so he still had to rely on the early Dark Lord.
Grindworth grinded and wiped his short blond hair: ”don't worry. As long as Severus goes to albus every night to discuss Voldemort, I'll go to Hogwarts castle just like I'll go home.”
The knell drew out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath: ”that's good. Mr. Snape will hold the headmaster. I will take the other professors to drink three broomsticks every night. Professor Lockhart has been bought by me. He will be the topic organizer of the banquet and keep the atmosphere hot.””That's a liar. He can't be told the truth.” Snape added..
”We are all liars.” Su Ming nodded quietly.
In the following days, Harry was really good, although the audience and students didn't know why he was so wonderful. Every project seemed to be as skillful as having contacted thousands of times, and any problem could be solved easily.
But Harry happily attributed it all to his dream mother.
Recognizing that Professor Snape was his real father, Harry secretly tore up the other half of those pictures with James, leaving only half with his mother.
After doing so, the mother finally spoke to herself in her dream. She also predicted the future competition and taught her son new knowledge and magic spell.
Sure enough, the soul exists in the world. She must have known that she and Snape recognized each other in the heart, and drove away the annoying James from the picture, so she felt free and happy?
Thanks to the old man in Wilson's automatic alchemy wand shop, if he hadn't given himself a picture, would everything have been different?
Harry had sneaked to Diagon Alley on weekends, but when he asked the shop assistant again, he was told that the old man had returned to his hometown in Brazzaville, Congo, because of his health problems.
Harry had never heard of the place name before, let alone know where it was. He could only pray to Merlin from the bottom of his heart, hoping that the old man would recover soon.
However, despite the help of her dream mother, she could not compare with Miss Granger.
That girl is too strong, just like a magic Muggle special forces, physical fitness and other aspects of crushing than Harry.
Fortunately, after more than half a year's dozens of rounds of competition, Harry was firmly in the second place, and he was satisfied.