Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

That night, Harry's sleep was terrible. He tossed and turned in bed, his mind constantly replaying images of Peter and Voldemort.

The next morning, when he got out of bed, he felt exhausted, as if he had just finished a Quidditch match.

However, the good news was that the scar on his forehead was completely painless, just like usual.

At the dining table, seeing the listless Harry, Mia couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong, Harry? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Harry mechanically chewed his food while recounting the strange dream from last night and the pain in his scar in detail.

Immediately, Mia became nervous.

Could it be some kind of strange curse?

As a healer from the St. Mungo's Curse Damage Department, Mia knew too many curses that could do such a thing.

She stopped eating, picked up her wand, and began to examine Harry.

After a thorough examination, Mia said definitively, "There are no traces of any curses or dark magic, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Saying that, she turned her head, "Sebastian, what do you think?"

What do I think?

I'm eating and watching.

Sebastian knew exactly what was going on with Harry.

It was simply that the fragment of Voldemort's soul within Harry was affected by the strong emotions of the main body.

However, Sebastian couldn't tell Harry the truth about his situation right now, because the boy was prone to overthinking, and he might not have the courage to face the truth.

However, a complete denial was also not advisable. The best approach was to mix truth and falsehood, and give the boy some motivation to work hard.

Therefore, he pondered for a moment and carefully said, "I think it's not just a simple dream, but that Harry saw some things that actually happened through the dream."

Not a dream?

How could that be!

Mia immediately looked at Sebastian, expecting him to provide further explanation.

Harry's expression faltered slightly. He had suspected last night that it wasn't a dream, and now that it was confirmed, his heart sank.

So, last night, an old man really was killed by Voldemort.

That hateful guy!

What exactly were he and Wormtail plotting against him?

Just as he was lost in thought, Sebastian pointed to the scar on Harry's forehead and continued.

"The Dark Lord's curse left Harry with this lightning scar. From that moment on, there was a special connection between the Dark Lord and Harry."

"Harry, I remember that in your first year, you sensed the Dark Lord's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone because of the pain in your scar."

Harry nodded, agreeing with Sebastian's statement.

"That's it then," Sebastian affirmed. "Back then, the Dark Lord was extremely weak, in a half-ghostly state between life and death. Your scar only felt pain when he was near you."

"Now, with Wormtail's help, the Dark Lord has obviously recovered a lot, so when he is emotionally agitated, you will see and hear what he sees and hears in your mind."

Hearing this, Harry's eyes lit up, and he perked up.

"Doesn't that mean I can directly monitor him, get information from him, and then thwart his plans?"

That would be great!

If he could really monitor Voldemort, then it wouldn't matter if his scar hurt all the time. Anyway, he'd get used to the pain.

Looking at the excited Harry, Sebastian smiled and asked, "Harry, everything has two sides. What you just saw was the good side."

"Let me test you. What is the hidden danger in this matter?"

Danger?

Isn't this a good thing? How could there be a danger?

Harry frowned, carefully considering the loopholes in it.

He thought about it and finally realized a blind spot, so he raised his head and asked hesitantly.

"Could it be that when I see Voldemort, Voldemort can also see me?"

"That's right!" Sebastian was very satisfied with Harry's thinking, so he gave him a thumbs up in praise. "The connection between you and the Dark Lord is mutual."

"You can monitor him, and he can monitor you in return. Everything you see and hear will be transmitted to his mind in detail."

"When the time comes, the Dark Lord won't need to find any internal agents. You will be his best mole."

How could this be!

Harry's face turned pale. He really hadn't thought that things would become so bad.

Just thinking about Voldemort using him to obtain information made his stomach churn.

"Of course, the current Dark Lord is still very weak, so he can't detect this connection between you. But when he is resurrected, he will definitely notice this special place."

"You must know that he is the most powerful dark wizard in the world today. He will definitely not be able to hide the fact that you can invade his brain. He will definitely use this connection to influence you."

"When the time comes, what you see and hear is likely to be false memories that he has carefully crafted for you."

"True or false, false or true, do you believe it or not?"

Harry couldn't say another word.

If he believed it, he might fall into the other party's trap, and might even drag down his friends.

But if he didn't believe it, what if it was true?

Damn it!

Was he just going to be played by Voldemort like this!

Seeing Harry's tangled expression, Mia couldn't help but glare at Sebastian reproachfully, "Don't scare Harry. Tell him the solution."

Solution!

That's right, Professor Swan is so powerful, he must have a way to solve this problem.

Harry suddenly raised his head and met Sebastian's teasing expression.

Sigh......

It's Professor Swan's mischievousness again.

He's still teasing himself like a child even though he's grown up, it's really annoying.

However, it seems that Professor Swan really didn't take this matter to heart.

Harry's body slowly relaxed, and he looked at the other party with burning eyes.

"Haha, actually this matter is very simple," Sebastian said with a smile. "I'll teach you Occlumency later."

"You just need to close your mind to actively cut off this connection."

"Secretly tell you, Dumbledore and I are formulating a plan against the Dark Lord. If you can learn Occlumency within half a year, I will let you participate in the plan."

A plan against the Dark Lord! ! !

Harry was so excited that he almost jumped up on the spot.

He can't miss this no matter what.

Occlumency, right? He's determined to learn it, no one can stop him!

"Alright, don't get excited, young man," Sebastian waved his hand. "Eat quickly, and after you finish eating, pack up. We're leaving for the Quidditch World Cup campsite."

Hearing this, Harry devoured the food on his plate in a few bites, then changed his clothes at the speed of light back in his room.

Quidditch World Cup, here I come!