Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Hermione roughly explained what she saw in the book "The Tree of Death: Eternal Dream". There were many details that she didn't understand, but the general situation was this.

This book records in detail how to use alchemy to create a giant tree, that is, the method of the dream world, and how to become the god of nightmares. It does not need to devour flesh and soul, but devours the nightmares of innocents.

In addition, there are records in the book about Hufflepuff defeating the Nightmare God and transforming it into a home for house elves.

These contents are beyond imagination!

"If the Nightmare God has been wiped out, then the voice I just heard could be Voldemort's!" Harry gasped, clutching the scar on his forehead, "He's becoming more evil...he's about to Become an evil god!"

"This is not good news, we need to take action as soon as possible to stop him." Sirius said seriously, he has always attached great importance to Harry's information, "Hermione, if the home of the house elves is a dream In the world, what are we going to do to find Dodo the Hufflepuff?"

Chapter 1747 Returning to First Grade

The truth about this place is shocking, involving the unimaginably powerful magic of ancient warlocks, but the purpose of their trip is to find the key to Hufflepuff's secret treasure.

"I'm looking for it. We can enter the eternal dream to find Dodo." Hermione flipped the pages quickly, reading the book at a glance, "Here Hufflepuff describes the method of entering the home of the house elves, through that pipe , The book calls it a dream connector, through which house elves can enter their homes, and you can let Dobby in to try... Well, wait, the whole process is irreversible, if Dobby really uses this If the method goes in, then he will never be able to come back.”

Dobby shook his head violently at Hermione's words, his big eyes filled with tears.

"Dobby is not going anywhere, miss, please, Dobby just wants to stay here, Dobby wants to stay and help Harry Potter, Dobby wants to wait for Master Irwin to come back, don't let Dobby in."

"Don't get excited, Dobby, we didn't let you into the home, I'll take a look again." Hermione said, her fingers quickly slid from top to bottom of the book, and then turned to the next page.

She repeated the process, page after page, while the others watched her in silence.For a moment, the only sound in the room was the sound of Hermione flipping through the pages of the book and Dobby's sobs.

"Yes, the home of the house elves is essentially a dream, which can be entered through dreaming. Although Hufflepuff has transformed this magic so that it is no longer connected to other people's dreams, but here, the dream The power is the strongest, maybe you can go in."

"What are we supposed to do, dream?" Sirius asked.

"That's right!" Hermione nodded, her gaze still staying on the book in front of her. "If you don't go through the dream connector, then dreaming is the only way to enter the eternal dream. The lakes below can help us strengthen our relationship with the eternal dream." Contact, that is the magic source of dreams, take a little before going to bed, and you can gain the same power as the eternal dream... To be on the safe side, we'd better send someone in, let me come, I just want to see the domestic children What is the home of the elves like?"

Hermione made up her mind, and the three of them discussed for a while.Sirius repeatedly confirmed whether this process was dangerous. Hermione couldn't guarantee it, but someone had to take the risk, and she thought it was very appropriate for her to do it herself.

She is familiar with the ins and outs of the whole matter, and has the ability to communicate with elves, which is more suitable than Sirius and Harry.After some debate, Hermione filled Hufflepuff's golden cup with lake water, and under the watchful eyes of Harry, Sirius, and Dobby, she drank the lake water from the golden cup.

The lake water is sweet at the entrance, and the strange magic power pervades Hermione's body, which is very wonderful.

"how do you feel?"

"It's not bad, I'm going to sleep now, I hope it will be a good dream." Hermione said, she lay down and closed her eyes, and entered the dream almost instantly.

……

Hermione only felt her eyes go dark, and when she opened her eyes again, the scene had changed. She observed for a long time before realizing that she was lying on the four-poster bed in the Hogwarts bedroom.

"Wake up, Hermione, if you go back to sleep, it will be too late for breakfast." Parvati Patil's voice came from the side. She had just returned from breakfast and was looking at the woman on the bed with a puzzled expression. Hermione, "It's strange, why did you sleep in late today, can't you be sick?"

"No, I'm getting up now!" Hermione stretched and got up from the bed.

This dream is too real, as if you have really returned to Hogwarts, how to enter the home of the house elves and find Hufflepuff's house elf Duoduo?Hermione thought about this, but stopped immediately, she felt that something was wrong with her body.

She seemed to have shrunk. She stretched out her hand to look at it. It was small, white, and fleshy, and there was a sense of strange familiarity. It was definitely not her current hand. Hermione suddenly thought of something, and turned her head in a hurry look to the side.

Parvati Patil looked at herself worriedly, her age also became younger, about eleven or twelve years old, if Hermione remembered correctly, this was Parvati Patil in the first grade.

This dream brought Hermione back to Hogwarts in the first year!

"What's the matter with you?" Parvati said worriedly, "Is there really no problem?"

"No!" Hermione pinched her face, it hurt so much, she began to wonder if this was a dream, or she really went back to the first grade.

"If there is nothing uncomfortable, then you'd better get up quickly and go to the auditorium. Today is the eve of Halloween. The school made delicious pumpkin pies. It would be a pity if you didn't eat them." Parvati said Then he picked up his schoolbag, "The Charms class is about to start. Professor Flitwick will teach us the Levitation Charm in this class. Didn't you look forward to it?"

"Halloween and the Levitation Curse are really long memories!" Hermione muttered in a low voice. About Hogwarts in the first year, she almost forgot, and only remembered a few fragments.

Among them, Christmas Eve is one of them.

On this night, she will fight the troll together with Harry and Ron.In the end, they defeated the giant monster with the levitation spell.

"I'm going to the Charms classroom, do you need me to hold a seat for you?"

"No, Ivan will help me..." Hermione stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence, and then she remembered that at this point in time, Ivan hadn't entered Hogwarts yet!

"Ewen?" Parvati hesitated for a moment, "You don't mean Ivan Mason, do you?"

"Yeah, that's him, you know him? Has Aiwen entered Hogwarts?" Hermione said in surprise, this dream is really strange, Aiwen is clearly a year younger than her.

"Seriously, what happened to you this morning?" Parvati's expression became more and more strange. "Of course I know him. We discussed it before going to bed last night! You just said that he would help you Sir, when did we have such a good relationship with him? Better be careful, Hermione, Slytherin students are dangerous."

What are these, Ivan is a student of Slytherin College? !Hermione felt that this was really ridiculous. He was not a pure-blood, and his parents were both Muggles. How could he enter Slytherin, even if it was just a dream.

Because everything in front of her eyes was too real, Hermione thought it was best not to say anything strange, she dealt with Parvati casually, got up from the bed and changed into her school uniform robe.

It's really amazing to be back at Hogwarts in the first year.On the way to the Great Hall, Hermione looked around with interest.

Everything is exactly the same as her familiar memory, whether it is the oil paintings on both sides of the corridor or the armor at the corner, but it is very interesting to look at these things from a different mentality and angle, and it feels like going to school again, which belongs to her Hogg Watts' school life has just begun.

If it comes back, will anyone still support it?

Chapter 1748 Disharmony

About Hogwarts, Hermione has too many memories, many of which are very impressive, and she will never forget them in her life.

However, first grade...

To be honest, Hermione can’t remember many things clearly. It was more than six years ago. She was too young at that time to understand anything, and Ivan didn’t go to school. The adventures of the grade are not worth mentioning.

First grade, what happened?

Voldemort stuck behind Quirrell's head and sneaked into Hogwarts in an attempt to steal the Sorcerer's Stone. Hermione, Harry, and Ron successfully stopped him, but until the end, Hermione didn't see Voldemort either. She only remembered that she followed Harry and Ron. Ron went to crack several magic mechanisms.

Hermione felt that she could do better if she did it all over again.Maybe she could replace Harry and enter the last room.

Of course, it was a dream!

Moreover, this dream is not exactly the same as her memory. Parvati just said that Ivan has already enrolled and is still in Slytherin? !

This was strange, Hermione had no idea what was going on, how to find Hufflepuff's house-elves in this dream, and she wasn't even sure if the dream was connected to the house-elf's home.

Thinking about this, she walked towards the auditorium.Because it is the eve of Halloween, the castle is full of festive atmosphere.

The hallway smelled sweet and tempting roasted pumpkin, and the pumpkin pie that Parvati said was delicious, and when she ate it, Hermione felt that it was even more delicious than she remembered, and she couldn't help but eat it Ordered several, and other dishes.

The taste was very good, and Hermione even felt that because of the blessing of the dream, the Hogwarts food in reality was not so delicious.

It's really useless to feast on your own dreams!Thinking of this, Hermione slowed down her chewing and looked around the auditorium.

Because the first class is about to start, there are not many people in the auditorium.

Among them were some faces that had appeared in Hermione's memory.They were all students several years older than her, and she only met them in the lower grades.

Hermione didn't even know the names of these students, and she didn't have any contact with them, but now they appear so vividly in her dream, this feeling is really amazing.

She hurriedly finished her breakfast and ran to the Charms classroom.A few minutes later, Hermione came to the Charms classroom, which was already full of students.

"You're late, Miss Granger, find a seat!" said Professor Flitwick, who was standing on top of a thick stack of books.

"Okay, Professor." Hermione looked around the classroom and sat down beside Ron.

Ron wrinkled his nose in distaste, and Harry, who was obviously on the other side of his body, leaned closer.

Hermione heard him complaining to Harry in a low voice, "What is this Granger going to do", and it suddenly occurred to Hermione that her relationship with Harry and Ron was not very good at this time.

They are not friends yet!

They won't be friends until after the troll fight tonight.

"We are going to practice the Levitation Charm in this class." On the podium, Professor Flitwick continued, "For many students, this may be the first magic you come into contact with, so don't get excited, I can understand everyone's concerns mood, but the floating spell is not easy, we have to remember the movement when casting the spell, wave and shake, remember, wave and shake. It is also very important to read the spell accurately, don't forget the wizard Baruffeo, he Say 'f' instead of 's' and find yourself on the floor with a bison on your chest."

Listening to these familiar contents, Hermione soon began to lose her mind again.

In the first grade, Gryffindor's charm class was taught together with Ravenclaw House, so she didn't see Ivan in the classroom.

Hermione thought for a while before remembering that the Slytherin and Hufflepuff students were supposed to be in Professor Quirrell's Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and then their next class was History of Magic, and Slytherin next. The lesson is Transfiguration.

At this time, Professor Flitwick had finished explaining the floating spell, and he divided the class into two groups to start training.

Hermione's partner was Ron, who looked very annoyed and displeased with Hermione.

"It's the same as reality, it hasn't changed at all." Hermione sighed when she saw Ron on the opposite side waving his wand stupidly and chanting spells loudly, and the feathers on the table didn't change at all. This is the case with Ron, the dream has been restored to reality.

"Please, Granger, what's that expression on your face? This magic is difficult, and you may not be better than me if you want to do it. If you know everything, then show me!" Ron noticed Hermione's expression, said dissatisfied.

"Oh, really? If that's what you want." Hermione grabbed her wand and waved it vigorously, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

With her movements, all the feathers in the classroom floated up, and the scene was very spectacular.

"you you……"

Ron stared at Hermione in shock with his mouth open, completely speechless.

Hermione looked at Ron proudly, and was very satisfied with his expression. For me now, the Levitation Curse is not a problem. The dream did not affect Hermione's magic power. It was reduced to the level of the first grade, and even became stronger Well, Hermione didn't even feel the exhaustion, but this was a dream, isn't it normal to not be exhausted?

At this time, other people in the classroom also looked at Hermione in surprise, including Professor Flitwick.

This is definitely not the magical power that a first-year wizard should have.It can make all the feathers float, is this still a floating spell? !

"My God, beautiful levitation spell! Add fifty points to Gryffindor!" Professor Flitwick shouted excitedly, "Miss Granger, you are such a genius, I have never seen such magic power, If you could, could you demonstrate the perfect levitation spell again?"

The other students also chirped and expressed their admiration for Hermione.

Hermione frowned, she noticed a little abnormality, being envied and praised by her classmates in the dream, it sounded like something that ordinary people would do, but the problem is, this is how she is in Hogwarts in reality what!

Hermione seemed to feel that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell. What's the point of this dream... being praised by the professor and classmates? Let's hurry to find the home of the house elves.

If this place was just a dream, then she wouldn't have to follow the rules in class.

Thinking of this, Hermione stood up and left the classroom amidst the praises of others. When the classroom door was closed, the voice inside disappeared instantly.Professor Flitwick didn't call her back either, which confirmed Hermione's guess.

"If this is my own dream, how can I connect it with the dream of the house elf home? Where are the house elves in Hufflepuff? Do you want to go to the kitchen?" Hermione thought about this, While walking in the dark corridors of Hogwarts Castle.

Then, she thought that she had to go to Ivan first.She wants to see Aiwen's appearance, even if Aiwen shouldn't appear in Hogwarts at this time in the real world, but it doesn't matter. Knowing it's fake doesn't matter.

Hermione is going to see Ivan!

She couldn't help but think that if Aiwen couldn't come back from the world of the dead, then here would be the last time they met.

Chapter 1749 Magic Demonstration

Driven by this idea, Hermione came to the door of the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the third floor of the castle, and heard Professor Quirrell's stuttering voice coming from the classroom from a distance.

She opened the back door of the classroom a crack, and saw Quirrell's signature purple scarf.

In the real world, Voldemort was lurking in that scarf, but they didn't know about it at this time, and they didn't know about Quirrell in the dream, was it the same?

Hermione was not interested in finding out, even seeing Voldemort in a dream would not be a happy thing, and it had nothing to do with her purpose of coming here.

Thinking of this, she sneaked in through the back door, putting her finger to her lips, and made a silent gesture to Hannah Abbott, who was looking at her in surprise.

"Hermione, why are you here?" Hannah asked softly.

"Come and listen, where did Professor Quirrell talk?" Hermione said casually, sitting next to Hannah Abbott and Susan Burns, looking around for Ivan.

"The ones that, you know, tell the story of how he helped an African prince get rid of a reanimated zombie... Slytherin students were heckling him to demonstrate magic."

Not surprisingly, playing tricks on poor Professor Quirrell is something that many students love to do.

The Gryffindor students have done it too, usually they are senior students, and the first grade is generally more restrained, and at most they just ask Quirrell about those stories full of loopholes, but this is just the beginning of school, after a few months, everyone More about sleeping in Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Hermione's gaze passed over familiar and unfamiliar faces, and her heart beat suddenly. She saw Aiwen, right next to Malfoy, just as she had seen him back then.

The only difference is that the logo on the robes of Alvin's school uniform is Slytherin's.

Although I have said it many times, Hermione has to say it again. Such absurd things happen in dreams!

Ridiculous, yet feels fresh, with a touch of surprise and nostalgia.

I don't know if everyone will feel this way?Years of work and life pressure make people physically and mentally exhausted, and life seems to be meaningless. After a tiring day, I lie on the bed, open my eyes again, and find that I have returned to my student days, back to the place I was very familiar with, but I knew I would never return. time not to go.

I became a student again, sitting in the long-lost classroom, surrounded by classmates I haven’t seen for many years, they are bustling and noisy, just like before, even though the next plot development may be ridiculous, but still full of nostalgia, Hope this dream can last longer.

If everything can start again, there won't be so many regrets left.

Hermione had the feeling right now that it wouldn't be a bad thing to relive the next year.

She looked at Ivan with great interest, thinking about how to go to say hello for a while, and her emotions poured out uncontrollably. Everything here is exactly the same as Hogwarts, with a strong sense of reality.

Soon, other students in the classroom also noticed Hermione. They were discussing in low voices, many of them turned their heads to look at her, and everyone speculated why she appeared here.

The discussion became louder and louder, and even Quirrell on the podium noticed it.

"G-Miss Granger!" Startled Quirrell, he stammered, "You-why are you-here? This-this isn't-not G-Gryffindor's class. "