Zhang Xiao's reaction caught Harry off guard. He looked at Zhang in surprise.
"It's not actually that urgent..."
Harry still didn't know about the connection between his scar and Voldemort, or that he could occasionally peek into Voldemort's life through the fragment of Voldemort's Po inside him.
That was precisely why Zhang Xiao hadn't dealt with the thing inside Harry yet. He had been saving it for the day it might prove useful.
But perhaps because Harry had grown more capable than in the previous timeline, and his state of mind had become more balanced, things had turned out differently.
Apart from a handful of instances of pain, there had been no activity at all.
Now, with the situation growing increasingly tense, Harry's scar had suddenly shown signs of activity. What did that mean?
It was a beacon in the darkness! Perhaps what Harry had seen could help them figure out Voldemort's movements.
But he couldn't tell Harry that. He needed a more tactful excuse. After a moment's thought, Zhang Xiao said:
"It's nothing. I was just about to ask you all to come to the Room of Requirement for the next stage of training anyway."
That sounded normal to Harry. At the thought of their upcoming practice for the third task, he nodded happily. "All right, then what are we waiting for?"
Only Malfoy looked between Zhang Xiao and Harry with a hint of suspicion. He had a vague feeling there was more to this.
Zhang seemed awfully concerned about Harry's scar. Was there some secret behind it?
But Little Ma would never undermine Zhang. He pushed his plate away, showing his support for his good friend through action.
"Let's go!"
After fetching Cedric from the Hufflepuff table, the group headed for the Seventh Floor.
The Room of Requirement