"Yes, we are friends!" Luna nodded and said in a light tone. Then she put the horned snoring beast into a jar, and instead curiously asked Ivan for precautions for raising this strange creature.

"It can eat grass and leaves. As for the others I haven't tried, you have to understand them yourself." Yifan replied with a smile.

The two of them walked and chatted, and they officially separated when they reached the intersection of the tower and returned to their dormitories.

When Ivan walked into the dormitory gate, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

The room was very dark, with only a few candles lit on the wooden table. Harry rarely lay on the bed, while Seamo and Neville leaned against the window and told a cold joke.

Ivan greeted the awakened people and prepared to go to bed. He worked hard for several days and had another night with Luna today. He was already sleepy.

However, when I happened to pass by Harry's bed, Ivan vaguely noticed a cold magic wave, and he subconsciously turned his head and took a look.

On the bed next to it, Harry was wrapped in a quilt, his eyes closed tightly, his face full of pain, his mouth was whispering something, and the lightning-like scar on his forehead was shining, as if he was having a nightmare.

Ivan frowned, couldn't help but approached a few steps, stood in front of Harry's bed, and a whispering sound suddenly came into his ears.

"No! You can't do this..."

"He was angry...the servant died...he was going to come back...kill everyone there..."

Harry murmured unconsciously, shaking his head from time to time, his expression becoming more and more painful. Beads of sweat kept sliding down and soaking the pillows and bedding, just like a snoring.

Ivan's face became more and more serious. Although he didn't know what Harry had dreamed of, the information revealed by these dreams made him feel a little uneasy.

Could it be that Voldemort had already learned about the death of Batty Crouch, so he was angry and prepared to kill someone to vent his anger?

Some doubts came to my mind. Ivan wanted to ask clearly, but he did not dare to wake Harry up casually, worried that he would miss out on the critical information that would be lost in the interruption of the dream.

He knew Harry's special nature very well. As one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, Harry would unconsciously enter Voldemort's brain to browse memory fragments at some point, or share his vision with other Horcruxes to see some secret information...

Although it is clearly mentioned in the original time and space that Voldemort can use this in turn and use brain closure to create false fantasies.

But Voldemort has not been resurrected yet, so it is impossible to detect Harry's peeping, so the credibility of the information is still very high now.

Just as Ivan was thinking, Harry, who was lying on the bed, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up from the bed, gasping, swept around in panic, and shouted wildly.

"Where is Professor Dumbledore? Where is Professor Dumbledore?"

As he spoke, Harry felt his scar start to hurt again, as if he was burned by fire, and immediately let out a painful wail.

When Semo and his men were shocked when they heard the shouts, they jumped off the bed without even putting on their shoes, worried that they would surround Harry's bedside.

"Are you okay? Harry?" Semo shook Harry's shoulders vigorously so that he could wake up.

"Or it is your scar hurting again? Do you want us to take you to the school hospital for a look?" Ron also asked quickly.

"No, I'm fine, I don't have to go to the school hospital. I'm going to find Professor Dumbledore now." Harry shook his head and hurriedly turned off the bed.

"But it's so late now, the professor should have rested. If you have something to do, it's better to go and find him tomorrow..." Simo couldn't quite understand why he was so fussy, and asked in confusion. "Did you have a nightmare just now? Harry?"

"That's not a dream!" Harry shouted angrily.

"Then have you seen something?" Ivan asked solemnly.

"Barty Crouch is dead! Voldemort was very angry that he had been torturing someone with the heart-wrenching spell... That snake... I became that snake again!" Harry's words were very urgent. He tried hard to describe the picture in his mind more clearly, but for some reason it became intermittent when he came to his mouth.

However, Harry tried hard to add. "Vodemort...Vodemort also said that he wanted to kill more people! Use their blood to restore his strength, and he wanted to slaughter everyone in a Muggle village!"

After the words were finished, the entire dormitory fell into a strange silence. Ron, Neville and Neville were shocked by Harry's words.

"You mentioned the mysterious man just now?" Semo looked at Harry in horror, unconsciously took two steps back, almost hitting the sharp corner of the head of the bed.

"You dreamed about that person again?" Ron knew more, so he was not as surprised as Semo.

But Ron was still suspicious of Harry's words. "You just said that Mr. Crouch was dead? How could that be possible? I saw him staying in the castle yesterday."

"But I really heard Voldemort say this in person!" Harry said anxiously, looked around and then turned his eyes to Ivan who was thinking about things, and said again. "Ivan, don't you have that map? Let's see?"

Ivan came back to his senses and nodded solemnly. He also wanted to see if both Crouches were dead, so he took out the map of the living spots from his pocket.

The next moment, the white map of the entire castle was immediately presented to everyone.

Ron glanced a few times on the map and soon saw Barty Crouch on it. He slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile. "Look, Harry, Mr. Crouch is still in the employee lounge, so you're just having a nightmare."

Harry was a little confused. He looked at the name on the map for a long time without replying.

Just when several people thought things could be finalized, Ivan suddenly spoke.

"No, Harry is probably right. There is indeed a Barty Crouch who died, but that is Mr. Crouch's son Barty, who had sneaked into Hogwarts before and tried to throw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire."

"So Professor Moody caught him that day?" Harry suddenly thought of Moody's abnormal situation a few days ago and asked anxiously.

"You can also say that..." Ivan left some face for Moody, but in his heart he was thinking about how Voldemort learned about this information?

Is it because some spell was put on Batty's body to detect his life or death, or is it someone who specifically told him?

There shouldn't be many people who know this information now...
Chapter completed!