Chapter 170: Nightmare
In the morning, Harry basically understood the structure of the Ministry of Magic. This is not complicated when said out, it's just that there will always be someone managing the magic world, so Harry didn't be very curious about who was in charge before.
After having lunch together, and seeing off Na Wei and Hanna, Harry also felt a hint of fatigue. He returned to his room, changed into pajamas, and prepared to take a nap.
Without accident, Harry connected to Fu Di Mo's vision again. Now Harry can be sure that this dream is real-time rather than some memory, mainly because he saw familiar people several times. The woman who wore heavy gothic makeup before, Harry can now be sure that she should be the "Number One Death Eater" who deserves the name, and mostly has an affair with Fu Di Mo. Although her true identity is still unclear, it doesn't prevent Harry from using "Dark Lady" as her nickname.
Next, the second-ranked Death Eater confidant should be Lucius Malfoy, which is the father of Harry's surface friend Draco Malfoy. He is very rich and is also one of the school governors of Hogwarts. Harry had seen him several times, so he soon recognized him.
Further down, Harry couldn't see a clear division of status, and could only record the characters based on appearance and characteristics. Among them, a pair of men and women who looked very similar were named "Hell Siblings" by him; there was a long-faced male wizard with a distorted face, named "Horse-faced Devil" by him; and there were enlarged versions of Goyle and Crabbe. Harry guessed that perhaps it was their fathers, so he borrowed Zhang Qiu's evaluation of them and named them "Crouching Dragon and Fledgling Phoenix."
These might be Fu Di Mo's core team. There are not many people qualified to sit at the table. The large Gao Er and Crabbe are just barely sitting at the end of the table. What truly made Harry care was William Lee, the agent sent by the White House. Obviously, Fu Di Mo treated him as a very capable foreign aid. The appearance of this person also made Harry truly determine that the nightmare was Fu Di Mo's perspective rather than a memory, because William should have just been sent to Britain in his first year.
Occasionally there would be a man with a cold and tough face sitting opposite William, and the atmosphere between the two was obviously a bit tense. Harry speculated that this might be an intelligence officer sent by Yanayev to the Death Eaters. He didn't appear often, but every time he would attract Fu Di Mo's gaze. Harry felt that compared to William, Fu Di Mo seemed to trust this man more.
"Lord Dark Lord, you can try this wand." The man sent by Yanayev took out a stick with a silver luster on the long table.
Harry seemed to wake up suddenly. He had never heard a voice before, and just on this day, the day after his birthday, he clearly heard a voice in this dream.
"Very good, Bondarev, very good." Harry said, or rather, he felt he opened his mouth and said so. "You have always been very sincere, now why don't you introduce to me what this wand is made of."
"Static pressure tungsten steel alloy wand body, Radium 226 wand core, the strongest shell contains the most dangerous substance." The man named Bondarev said. "Casting ability is average, but as long as it is matched with a specific spell, it can release unparalleled power."
"Then what is that spell?" Fu Di Mo asked.
"Doom," Bondarev's face appeared a hint of emotion. "Only this one word is needed."
Fu Di Mo pointed lightly toward a place not far away. Harry almost couldn't feel him reciting the spell, and the tip of this metal rod suddenly emitted a bright blue ray, directly piercing a person's chest, leaving only a hole with charred edges.
That might be a Muggle, an old man with half-white hair. There was only numbness on his face. Perhaps he had lost his sanity because of some spell long before this.
Harry felt extremely uncomfortable. His own horror, disgust, and anger, mixed with Fu Di Mo's satisfaction and surprise, made him feel a splitting headache, almost about to wake up immediately.
But Harry endured it. This is very important information. If Fu Di Mo is looking for someone to customize a wand, this shows—he perhaps already knew about the twin wand cores. The most likely situation is that someone in the Ministry of Magic leaked the secret.
"Then what about you? William, let me see, how much is the person behind you willing to pay?" Fu Di Mo's gaze turned to the man at the table. It could be seen that his face was not very good.
"Dragon skin wand body, dragon nerve wand core, the difference is that we use new textile technology and made it into the form of gloves." William said in a low voice. "You can wear it on your hand and launch spells with your index finger, which is very hidden."
Fu Di Mo looked at the dragon skin gloves William took out, sneered, and threw them to the woman at will.
"Leave it to Delphini." He said as such.
"Very good, now I have obtained a powerful enough secondary wand, plus my most trusted old partner," Fu Di Mo turned the holly wand in his right hand. "Deng Buliduo's death date is approaching."
Harry couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled. What does this mean? Before that, he thought Fu Di Mo looking for foreign aid to customize a wand was to kill himself by surprise, but his goal is Deng Buliduo?
"Contact the Bat," he leaned into the Dark Lady's ear and said. "Tomorrow I want to see him."
"Meeting adjourned." As this sentence fell, Harry discovered that his vision became pitch black, but he could still hear the sound of people leaving one after another. Perhaps it was Fu Di Mo closing his eyes.
Harry still wanted to continue listening, but the violent headache woke him up. This time it was more painful than usual, like someone pressing a branding iron on his scar.
After waking up, Harry leaned on the bed, recalling the situation in the dream today. Before analyzing Fu Di Mo's conspiracy, the first question he needed to think about was, why were there suddenly voices? And, why did it happen today? Perhaps, the most special place today is that it is the day after his birthday. In other words, this dream is the first dream Harry had after entering fourteen years old.
He remembered Zhang Qiu saying that ancient Chinese people believed that people were adults at fourteen, because at this time they already had reproductive ability, and it could be considered that the soul had fully developed. Harry felt this was completely possible. Perhaps a fourteen-year-old soul had just possessed the ability to connect to the vision.
But how does this explain the silent pictures of the previous month? Harry felt this was very puzzling, because the silent pictures were like being an adult but not fully an adult.
Harry slapped his thigh suddenly. He suddenly thought that he should have been fourteen long ago. Because of the time travel at the end of the third year, Harry's actual age was older than the age he should have in reality. Moreover, the Doctor said that the Time Moment needs to accumulate potential energy for about a month, so counting the time he stayed in the past and the time in the TARDIS, it happened to be about a month.
It was precisely because of this that Harry would reach fourteen a month earlier than the actual date, which explained to a certain extent why he would start seeing silent pictures a month in advance. And, the reason why he didn't connect to Fu Di Mo at night was also easy to understand: Fu Di Mo also has to sleep at night.
After recording this conjecture, Harry couldn't help but start considering another possibility, that is, Fu Di Mo's conspiracy. If Fu Di Mo used all this to make himself think he could peep at his plan, but in fact, this was just fake information Fu Di Mo deliberately leaked to himself. Objectively speaking, this possibility of course also exists.
However, Harry believed that his time travel experience should be confidential, and the duration of the trip should only be known to Ollivander and Dr. Professor Doudou. If Dr. Professor Doudou is Fu Di Mo's mole, he could have been unfavorable to Harry long ago, and if both Professor Doudou and Ollivander have no problems, and the problem lies elsewhere, then the only possibility is that there is a mole in the Doctor's plan.
From Fu Di Mo forging another wand, Harry felt that this matter might not be groundless. However, he had almost no understanding of the Doctor's plan, even if he really suspected that there was a mole in the Doctor's plan, he had no way to investigate.
Harry took a deep breath. The current situation is, either he uses the connection of the scar to secretly peep at Fu Di Mo's life in his dream; or Fu Di Mo discovered the connection of the scar and started using this to arrange some kind of conspiracy. No matter what the situation, what he needs to do is to continue writing the diary, and then at the right time, analyze this information with Deng Buliduo.
Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but get up and come to the table, spreading out a piece of letter paper. He wanted to write a letter to Deng Buliduo, but just as he started to write a "Respectful," he suddenly remembered Fu Di Mo's last action.
After announcing the adjournment of the meeting, Fu Di Mo closed his eyes.
Harry found it hard not to think about such a question: they were having a meeting at a long table, and from the time, perhaps it was a meeting after lunch. Then assuming Fu Di Mo wanted to rest or take a nap, why didn't he go to bed, but closed his eyes immediately?
If this is a small habit of Fu Di Mo, closing his eyes to think about problems, that is not surprising (as far as Harry knows, many people have such small habits). However, if Fu Di Mo is deliberate, or even goes a step further to consider, can Fu Di Mo also concentrate on peeping at Harry's life after closing his eyes?
Thinking of this, Harry gently put away the letter paper, and instead took the diary again, recording the dream of the day. However, Harry didn't write that he heard voices, but instead analyzed it messily. Because if Fu Di Mo didn't know, it didn't matter, but if the dream was a phantom cast by him, and Fu Di Mo could peep at Harry after closing his eyes, this diary of pretending to be confused became a test.
That night, at the time Harry originally prepared to go to sleep, he wrote another letter. In the letter, he didn't spend much space describing the dream, just vaguely saying that he had a situation, and hoped Deng Buliduo would come to talk to him as soon as possible. ===== CHAPTER 171 =====
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