"Cedric, open your eyes... I am..."
Kayson's words caught up with some kind of awakening spell. As his voice fell, Cedric also woke up faintly.
He slowly jumped down from the stone platform and moved his body. "It feels a bit strange. Last time I was exhausted after installing the mechanical arm. Why does it feel so good...?"
He twisted his neck as he spoke, and then he saw...
"What the hell? Professor, what the hell are these black and white demons?" Kayson asked in confusion.
"It's a kind of beacon amplification that I gave you to temporarily increase. Didn't you feel the power of it? And it is linked to your neural interface. You can set its amplification mode yourself." Kayson explained.
"But Professor, why does the beacon need two skulls?" Cedric asked.
"Because he's so damn cool, kid." Kayson said with a stern smile.
Cedric nodded. "Okay, Professor, you are right." After saying that, he put on the large robe that he had customized in advance. The thick and soft fabric covered his entire body and the robotic arm he was wearing.
"Well, he's quite handsome." Kayson walked around him twice and nodded.
"That's good, Professor." Cedric scratched the back of his head blankly, and then was sent away by Professor Kayson who yawned with Ender teleportation.
"... Uh uh uh... Okay." Cedric suddenly appeared outside the door of the alchemy office and shrugged helplessly. At least this time he didn't have to row by himself.
Kayson in the office once again faced a day of nothing.
... Well, it's time to invite three friends to have a barbecue on the hour. Anyway, my office is quite big.
... Late night
Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom on the other side...
"Let's see, Voldemort captured your aunt, uncle, and which of your cousins used Cruciatus Curse's crackling electricity inside Department of Mysteries?" Grindelwald asked Yu faintly.
"Yes, Professor." Harry said worriedly.
"No, this is not your normal state, Harry, you already know it, Voldemort can control this kind of picture to appear in your mind, but why do you still show worry?"
"And not only for this reason, why do you feel sad and worried about your aunt and uncle? They are not good to you." Grindelwald leaned on the chair and asked.
"Why... they raised me after all, didn't they?" Harry said dryly.
"Well, it seems that this is another useless decoy dream. It has no purpose except to let us know that Voldemort covets the thing in Department of Mysteries." Voldemort shrugged and dismissed the picture in Pensieve.
"But my aunts..." Harry frowned.
"Oh... You don't know about this. Because you have been at Black family manor since you were resurrected from Voldemort, so you don't know."
"Last time I went to Black family manor, I had a drink with Sirius. Your aunt, uncle, and their child have already gone to Australia to fight with kangaroos, so you don't have to worry at all. After all, according to your dream... Well, obviously, the dream that Voldemort weaves for you is still at Privet Drive."
Grindelwald said quietly.
"That's the best. They can stay away from danger, and I can stay away from them." Harry's brows smoothed out a little.
"I don't think this is good. Normally, I think your little mind is quite bright. As long as you are your friend, if anyone you know has the slightest problem, you will lose control... Even if the person you know is not close to you at all, uncle and aunt?" Grindelwald asked you.
"Well... I won't do it anymore." Harry explained.
"I hope it can be like this. This time Voldemort only compiled three insignificant people for you to leave you like this. If next time he is lucky enough to let you have people who are more important to you, such as your three children., Sirius Black, Lupin, Kayson? If it were them in the dream, would you still be like this?" Grindelwald asked.
"I, maybe..., okay, professor, I might, I might go crazy." Harry lowered his head in embarrassment.
"This is your shortcoming. If you let those useless and illogical emotions occupy your brain, this is your biggest shortcoming besides magic." Grindelwald said faintly.
"Okay, professor." Harry nodded and left Grindelwald's office. He slightly raised his head and looked at Iron Golem on the edge of the corridor. "I don't think that is a shortcoming."
"So this is the reason why I was called up from the office at night. Don't you already know that Voldemort is all nonsense and not true at all? You are not concerned about whether the Dursleys might be taken back to Privet Drive would be better off worrying about being elbowed to death by a kangaroo in Australia." Kayson walked out of the bedroom in a daze and looked at Dumbledore and Grindelwald.
"This dream is different from the past. The previous dreams were all scenes in a single cycle, but this time the dream is about Harry's relatives suffering, so we think this is not ordinary mental pollution or some kind of hypnosis. I think it is a bait, a bait to lure Harry to Privet Drive." Dumbledore explained.
"Oh, I understand, so if we go now, we might be able to kill a few Death Eater, right?" Kayson understood and said straightforwardly.
"That's understandable." Dumbledore nodded. "Please don't be so bloody."
"Yeah, no problem."