The Alchemist of Harry Potter

Dumbledore stared at the dark mark reflected in the **** and began to wander around the principal's office. He always felt that there was something he had overlooked.

At this time, the portrait on the wall of the principal's office suddenly spoke: "Dumbledore, Sirius hopes to come to visit you tonight, as if there is something to discuss with you about Harry."

"I see, when will Sirius come over." Dumbledore nodded in agreement.

"Now, if you have time." The portrait said without hesitation.

"Then now."

Not long after the portrait left, a green flame suddenly rose in the fireplace of the principal's office, and Sirius Black walked in from the fireplace.

"Good evening, Dumbledore, I'm sorry to bother you suddenly," said Black in a formal suit straightforwardly. "But for Harry's safety, I have to come."

"Sit down, what do you want for a cup."

"Black tea." After Sirius sat down, he organized a wording, "Peter did not die in Azkaban prison. Although I don't know how he did it, he is alive and escaped. Haha. Lee had a nightmare some time ago. He dreamed of Peter and Voldemort. They seemed to be making an evil conspiracy. I remember I wrote to you about this."

"Dream?" Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly. He remembered that he had indeed received a letter from Sirius to him, and that it had indeed been mentioned in the letter.

"A while ago, when we saw the report of Peter's death in Azkaban prison, we suspected that he had escaped from suspended animation. Later, at the World Cup, Harry dreamed of Peter again. We suspected that it was a dream of foreknowledge, so we found someone who also went to watch the World Cup. Mr. Anderson, you know, Mr. Anderson is an expert in the field of prophecy."

"What did he say?" Dumbledore suddenly became interested in it.

"He said that it should not be a dream, but some hidden dangers left when Voldemort did not kill Harry. He thinks there may be some connection between Harry and Voldemort, but he didn't elaborate. Let us ask. You." Sirius held the cup of black tea in his hand, took a sip, his eyes drooping and asked, "Is that really the case? There is really some connection between Harry and Voldemort?"

"Yes, that unsuccessful spell may have connected Harry to him," Dumbledore sighed. "That's not an ordinary scar."

"So, what Harry sees are all real?" Sirius couldn't help taking a breath, even though he was ready to find it.

"I think so." Dumbledore nodded.

"I think Harry may be in trouble," Sirius murmured.

"trouble?"

"That's it." Sirius began to talk about his recent summary, and told Dumbledore about finding Albert to predict Peter's position.

"All, the predicted result is Peter in the Albanian forest?"

"Yes, he did say that. Later, Albert did another fortune-telling. That time there was a big desolate house, a person I knew a little bit, and a cemetery."

"Do you mind if I look at that memory!" Dumbledore said suddenly.

"Of course...no problem." Sirius put his wand on his head, drew out the memory of the time, and put it in the meditation tray that Dumbledore moved in front of them.

After the two entered the memory, they saw Harry waking up from the nightmare and talked to him at the time. Soon the surrounding scenes changed again. This time it was the scene of them going to find Albert for divination. When the man in the crystal ball appeared in front of Dumbledore, the elderly principal immediately recognized who this man was. NS.

"Barty Crouch Jr.."

"Barty Crouch Jr.?" Sirius recalled who this man was. "I remember he seemed to be dead?"

"Yes, he died a long time ago." Dumbledore said.

After Albert handed some blessings to Sirius, the scene stopped abruptly, and the two returned to the principal's office.

"What else did Anderson say?" Dumbledore continued, thinking that there must be other reasons Sirius came to him in such a hurry.

"Yes, I just received a letter from Harry, which is why I am anxious to find you." Sirius took out the letter Harry sent to him not long ago from the pocket of his robe. It mentioned that Harry was on the train. On the dialogue with Albert, and the two brief summaries Albert mentioned.

"Do you believe him?" Dumbledore asked after reading the letter quickly.

"Although it looks ridiculous, I have to admit that Albert makes sense." Sirius had seen Albert's power, and it was obvious that the other party would not scare Harry by saying these things for no reason.

"If Harry is really involved in the Final Three Cup, does it mean that this is likely to be Voldemort's conspiracy?"

"Do you think Voldemort's minions sneaked into Hogwarts?" Dumbledore realized what, "and this person is probably Moody."

"Yes, I know this kind of thing is unlikely, but we can't deny that the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts does often have problems, doesn't it? Especially after Harry enrolled in the first grade, Quirrell was Voldemort is possessed, Lockhart in the second grade is a big liar through and through, Lupin in the third grade is a werewolf, and I am a good friend of the fugitive, then is it possible that Moody in the fourth grade is an undercover?" Sirius said. This is one of the reasons why he came to Dumbledore so anxiously. He lowered his voice and said, "Moody ran into trouble on the day he came to Hogwarts. UU read www.uukanshu.com, he declared. I have been attacked, and this matter is still up."

Dumbledore was silent, as if thinking about this possibility.

"I have known Alastor for more than half a century, and I know him well enough, but I haven't found anything suspicious in Alastor's body so far," Dumbledore said softly. "At least, unlike the appearance of the Imperius curse, with Aristo's ability to resist the Imperius curse, I must be able to see some flaws, and it would be nice if they were so stupid."

Although Dumbledore was very interested in Albert's words, he believed more in his own judgment.

"What about the compound potion?" Sirius asked tentatively, feeling that he must make Dumbledore more vigilant, especially with regard to Moody's.

Dumbledore fell into a brief silence, because he remembered that at the opening dinner, Alastor seemed to be holding a curved wine bottle and drank it only once.

He ate something that night, but didn't touch the drink in the glass, only took a sip of the wine from the curved bottle. At the time, he just thought that Alastor's nerves were more sensitive... at least, he didn't remember whether Alastor's curved wine bottle was a compound potion.

"I will pay attention to him. If Alastor is really a fake, he will definitely show his flaws. No one can perfectly pretend to be another person." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Harry, please, and I suggest you stare at the top three cups. If Harry really becomes that **** warrior, I think he should consider Albert's words." Sirius stood up and prepared to leave. Qian said: "I suggest you talk to Anderson, he is really an incredible guy, very smart and keen, as if he knows everything. Although he is indeed a bit like a magic stick."

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