"Harry still hasn't learned Occlumency?" Tonks asked her husband, Remus Lupin, from the side. She had not yet noticed the contradiction between the way he had burst in just now and his explanation, but as an Auror and a member of the Order of the Phoenix, she understood the importance of secrecy and immediately cast a Muffliato around them.
"Is there really no way besides Occlumency?" Sirius Black stared fixedly at the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead—ever since he had learned from Allen that Harry was one of You-Know-Who's Horcruxes, and that because of this connection Occlumency could not block You-Know-Who, Sirius Black had been fighting the urge to dig that thing out with his bare hands.
"I heard Hermione say that Malfoy and Parkinson have already made quite a bit of progress in it." After Ginny said this, she seemed to feel her phrasing was a little inappropriate. "I mean, could they have some special trick?"
"Maybe those two lapdogs begged Allen for some secret method? I just saw the two of them following behind Emily like little shadows..." Ron was somewhat unwilling to accept that his old enemies might have displayed any talent, and he defended his friend. "Maybe Harry's trying to use this connection to scout the other side's movements for us? ...Do you think we should ask Allen too?"
"But You-Know-Who can use that to feed us false information! Harry, if you can't improve your defense against intrusion into your mind, it means you have no way to cut him off from invading your thoughts." Lupin sighed heavily, then turned his gaze to Dumbledore. "Dumbledore, is there no way at all?"
"Those two Slytherin children are extremely gifted in Occlumency... that is where they differ from Harry... Harry's problem is that his emotions are always too