Harry only had time to look around after re-entering. It was a dark room with hundreds of glass bottles on the shelves, and slimy animal and plant specimens floating in colorful potions.
There was a cabinet in the corner filled with medicinal materials. It was obviously where Snape stored his potion materials. But Harry's attention was drawn to the desk. In the candlelight, there was a shallow stone with mysterious symbols engraved on it.
pot.
Harry immediately recognized what it was: Dumbledore's pensieve. He was a little confused as to what it was doing there. Snape's cold voice came from the shadows again, startling him.
"Close the door behind you, Potter."
Harry did as he was told, and when he turned around, Snape had already walked into the light and silently pointed to the chair opposite the desk. Harry went over and sat down, and Snape also sat down, with a blink of his cold black eyes.
Staring at Harry without blinking, disgust etched in every line on his face.
But the way Harry looked at Snape was no longer filled with fear and disgust, but with sympathy and complexity. But Snape didn't notice it at this time, because he didn't even want to see this face.
, let alone making eye contact with him.
"Okay, Potter, you know what you're doing here. The Headmaster wants me to teach you Occlumency, and I can only hope that you're a little smarter than you were in Potions class."
"I will, sir."
"This may not be an ordinary course, Potter, but I am still your teacher, so I still expect you to call me 'Professor' at all times."
"Okay, Professor."
Harry's answer was too cheerful, which made Snape feel a little strange, so his eyes narrowed sinisterly. Seeing Snape like this, Harry trembled subconsciously.
Although his view of Snape had changed, the fear that had been formed for a long time was still insurmountable for a while. After seeing Harry's reaction, Snape put down the vigilance he had just raised.
My reaction was that I was right.
"Okay, Occlumency is a method of using spells to prevent wizards' minds from being invaded and affected by magic. Guess why Dumbledore thinks you need it."
"I don't know, can you tell me? Professor."
"You're lying Harry, you've already made a guess, haven't you? That's the truth. The Dark Lord is extremely good at Legilimency... that is, extracting feelings and memories from another person's mind."
"So can Voldemort really read my feelings and memories? Sir."
"I don't know yet. First, you have to understand what Legilimency is. The human heart is not a book that cannot be read at will. Thoughts are not engraved in the skull and cannot be drilled into and read. The human heart is a complex
, multi-layered stuff.”
"so?"
"So you have no brain? Potter, why can't you think for yourself?! People with legilimency can study other people's minds in certain situations and make correct interpretations."
"For example, the Dark Lord can almost always tell when others are lying to him. Only people who are good at Occlumency can seal up the feelings and memories that contradict lies and lie in front of him without being discovered."
Harry didn't like Snape's description, nor did he like the pronunciation of the curse. But he had to listen, because Voldemort was likely to use this magic to read his own thoughts.
"Then can he know what we are thinking now, sir?"
"The Dark Lord is far away. The walls and grounds of Hogwarts are guarded by many ancient spells, ensuring the physical and mental safety of the school's personnel. And time and space have an impact on magic, Potter. Gaze
Contact is often critical to Legilimency."
Then why should I learn Occlumency? And..."
"No. And, Mr. Potter, all you have to do is follow my instructions and learn Occlumency."
If in the past, Snape had said this in front of him, Harry would have had a fight with him. But this time, Harry just moved his lips and began to wait for Snape to continue.
"I know what you want to say, and this is exactly what I am going to say. The spell that failed to kill you seems to have established some kind of connection between you and the Dark Lord."
"Indications are that sometimes, when your mind is at its most relaxed and vulnerable - such as in your sleep, you can sense the thoughts and emotions of the Dark Lord. The Headmaster believes that this should not be allowed to continue, and he wants me to teach you how
Close your mind to the Dark Lord."
"But that doesn't make sense, Professor. Isn't this ability beneficial to us? I can use this ability to spy on the Dark Lord's thoughts and actions."
"Perhaps it was once like this, but the Dark Lord seems to have discovered the connection between you and him recently. Do you understand what this means? Potter. He can also spy on your thoughts and actions, and can even use
False memories to deceive you."
"Is it related to my dream? Professor."
"I said, don't interrupt me! That dream you had before Christmas so seriously invaded the Dark Lord's mind -"
"But I was in Snake's mind, not Voldemort's..."
"I said! Don't interrupt me! Don't you understand yet?! Is your brain as simple as a snake!? In the snake's mind at that time, not only you and the snake were there, but Voldemort was also there!"
"Also, don't call me that name again!"
"But Professor Dumbledore..."
"You are not Dumbledore! Not even that boy from the Scamander family! You don't understand at all. He has put a spell on this title. When someone mentions it, he will feel it."
"..."
Following Snape's words, an awkward silence appeared between him and Harry. Harry knew many things he originally wanted to know, but he did not feel a little happy.
Sometimes knowing too much will only bring about the pain of being powerless. This is the situation Harry is facing at this time, and the only thing he can do now is to learn Occlumency from Snape.
"So! The Dark Lord has now realized that you can sense his thoughts and feelings. And he has also deduced that this situation can be reversed. That is to say, he has thought that he may be able to sense your thoughts and feelings——
"
"So I need to learn Occlumency, huh? Sir."
"Yes, Potter. I'm glad your simple mind could think of this. So now, get ready!"
As he spoke, Snape took out his wand, raised the tip of the wand to his temple, and inserted it into the roots of his greasy hair. When he took away the wand, there was a wisp of silver attached to the tip, like a thick