Chapter 159

On the other side, John and Harry had just finished their Dark Arts Defense training.

As they walked back together, Harry chatted with him about recent events.

After training together for this period, they had become friends who could talk about anything.

"A while ago, I told Sirius about the nightmares I've been having, and I also expressed my concerns."

"Then Sirius told Professor Dumbledore about it."

"The Professor seems to take this situation very seriously, but he told me not to overthink it and to continue focusing on preparing for the upcoming tournament."

John frowned slightly after hearing this.

"You mean, that nightmare you've been having for a while?"

Harry had indeed told John more than once about his nightmares.

However, he had never known what nightmare Harry was having.

Now hearing Harry say this, that nightmare didn't seem like an ordinary dream.

Otherwise, Dumbledore wouldn't take it seriously.

Harry nodded.

"Yes, you should know about Voldemort, that is, the Dark Lord."

"Actually, the dream I have is related to him."

Harry looked somewhat worried when he said this.

John was stunned, but didn't rush to speak.

Harry continued.

"In the dream, there was also that Little Dwarf Star who was executed last year; I didn't take it seriously before because I dreamed of Little Dwarf Star."

"At first, I just thought it was because the traitor who killed my parents was dead, and I had some strange psychological suggestion that made me dream of him."

"But later, I dreamed of it many more times, and there was Voldemort; sometimes I even dreamed from Voldemort's perspective..."

"That feeling is very strange, as if I became him, able to feel his anger, his ecstasy, and even see the things he is plotting."

"Then, after hearing you say last time that this was being entangled by something dirty, I let Sirius tell Professor Dumbledore."

John's frown deepened; it wasn't because of the news about Voldemort.

It was because Harry's words made him think of another matter.

As the protagonist of the story, Harry having some connection with the big villain Voldemort was a setting that could be understood.

This could also explain why Dumbledore would take this matter seriously.

Then, based on this setting, assuming Harry's nightmare was actually happening in reality...

Then, why... was Little Dwarf Star still alive?

He clearly remembered that Peter Little Dwarf Star was publicly sentenced to death in the new semester after last year's Christmas holiday.

And the death penalty was carried out by Old Barty himself.

Now he was appearing in Harry's dreams.

This didn't make sense.

So either it was just a dream, a dream similar to fragments of Voldemort's past memories.

Or it was real, and Little Dwarf Star wasn't dead at all.

John leaned more toward the latter; after all, that was more dramatic, and that's how they played it in movies.

But if it were true, that would be interesting.

John immediately thought of a possibility.

But he couldn't be sure yet.

Harry sharing this with him didn't mean much either.

He just wanted to vent; John was considered one of his own in his eyes now, so he just shared it as casual conversation.

And John didn't pay too much attention to this matter either.

If the sky fell, Dumbledore would be there to hold it up; what could a student like him do?

So he continued his peaceful school life.

Soon, it was Hogsmeade week again.

John naturally wanted to go to the secret base with his friends.

Early this morning, they arrived at the Shrieking Shack through the Beating Willow secret passage.

But as soon as they arrived, Ethan keenly noticed that the layout on the second floor was a bit different from when they last came.

For example, the creases on the carpet looked like someone had been lying on it in a big way.

And on the cabinet at the entrance, those photo frames and ornaments had clearly been moved.

"Hmm? Has someone been here?"

Hearing Ethan's words, Ryan and Titus were stunned, not feeling anything wrong.

But John realized that he had brought Hermione here before, but he hadn't mentioned this to his friends yet...

"Uh... well, actually, I came here during Christmas break."

John scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"Ah? Why would you come here alone when you have nothing to do?"

Hearing John's words, Titus and the others breathed a sigh of relief and said speechlessly.

They thought this secret base had been discovered, and then they wouldn't have anywhere to play.

"Actually, I didn't come alone..."

"I brought Hermione here that day."

Hearing John's words, they blinked, clearly stunned for a moment.

"Ah!?"

The next moment, they all shouted in surprise.

Their good brother actually secretly brought a girl to their secret base for a date!

This was their holy land as boys!

Even Titus, who always loved to set him and Hermione up, couldn't stand it.

"Traitor!"

Titus went up and gave him a "strong man locking man" hold.

Ryan and Ethan also immediately pounced to pin John down and then kept tickling him, the few of them twisting into a ball.

"Ahahahahaha don't, don't tickle me hahahaha!"

John laughed while struggling.

"Stop!"

At this time, Titus reached out and shouted.

Ryan and Ethan also stopped very cooperatively.

Then Titus stared at John with a serious face, as if interrogating a major case.

"Speak!"

"What did you two do in our sacred secret base!"

He didn't know when he had picked up a roll of yellowed parchment, as if holding some kind of case board.

"Uh... we, we..."

John was pinned to the ground by Ryan and Ethan, unable to move, and could only stammer.

"Stammering! Eyes flickering! Guilty without a doubt!"

"Tickle him for me!"

At Titus's command, Ryan and Ethan immediately launched another offensive. John laughed so hard he could barely breathe, kicking his feet and struggling desperately with his hands.

"Don't——hahahaha——really didn't do anything!"

"Just chatting, and accidentally kissed!"

???

What!?

Kissed!?

The three of them froze instantly, and their movements stopped.

"You really kissed?"

Titus's voice changed pitch, his eyes wide as copper bells.

Ryan and Ethan also couldn't care about pinning John down anymore, staring at him with wide eyes.

The air solidified for a moment, and John stammered, "It... it was just a touch."

"Then, then are you two now...?"

Titus continued to ask cautiously.

"We, uh, we are still just friends..."

"......"

Hearing John's words, Titus immediately closed his eyes, showing an expression of hatred for his lack of ambition.