Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones.

Chapter 727
"Feeling weak?" Blairim's roommate reached out and touched Blairim's forehead, then touched his own. "No fever. Should we go to the infirmary?"

"No, no need," Brireem quickly tucked the cross back into his clothes. "It's just that I didn't sleep well last night, maybe I slept too late, I was too tired from studying yesterday."

“Okay, how about we go play on flying broomsticks? We don’t have any classes this morning anyway, maybe it’ll cheer you up,” Brireem’s roommate suggested with a smile. “Final exams are coming up soon, so there won’t be many upperclassmen around, which is perfect for us to go have some fun.”

"Ah! Okay, never mind. I... I want to go to the library," Brembol declined with some regret. He felt that figuring out what was going on with his strange dream was more important than Quidditch. "Finals are coming soon, and I want to study hard."

"Alright, good luck then, but remember to be back before 3 p.m. Don't forget, Pudmeer United is coming to Hogwarts to select reserve players at 3 p.m. this time we must get Captain Garroslav Frederickson's autograph!"

"Okay, okay, I understand, thanks for reminding me." Brireem nodded, then picked up his backpack, quickly packed his things, and headed towards the door.

He went straight to the Hogwarts library and began searching for information related to dreams.

He quickly found books on dream analysis and dream divination on the bookshelf, hoping to find some useful information in them.

The book states that dreams are signals understood by some people. They may appear in different places, at different times, and in different situations. Sometimes they appear in very distinct forms, while many times they are just deliberately guiding you to pursue certain goals.

This greatly shocked Brireem, because he couldn't read it.

These words were far too profound for a child like him who had not received a systematic literary education.

So Bryan picked up his pen and jotted down what he thought was useful, planning to ask his Hogwarts teachers or his learned friend, Brendan Carson, when he had time. Several hours passed in the blink of an eye, and Bryan was even a little surprised that he had been able to sit in the library for so long. Looking at his notebook, which was already filled with three full pages of excerpts and notes, Bryan felt extremely proud.

"Are you studying dreams?" Suddenly, a voice rang in Blairim's ear.

Brireem was startled and looked up—

“Ah? Mr. Tittiera!” Brireem exclaimed in shock. “Ah, yes, yes, I’m studying dreams.”

“That’s rare. There are very few wizards your age,” Tiera smiled, then said meaningfully, “You know, dreams are a tool that can help you achieve your goals.”

"Really? But I've read in some books that dreams are just a random phenomenon," Brireem asked, somewhat puzzled.

“No, dreams are signals guided by your soul, that is, the spiritual dimension, and they can be interpreted and utilized,” Tierra explained. “You just need to learn how to interpret these signals and then take corresponding actions in reality, and you will be able to achieve your desires.”

“Then, how do we interpret these signals?” Blairim seized the opportunity and asked.

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(End of this chapter)