Two days before the final task began, Harry had inexplicably been having nightmares for several nights.
Although he had not been quite so diligent about practicing Occlumency lately-with the period before the Sixth Task being an exception-his resistance from combining his two forms of Occlumency was already extremely high. Not to mention that he also had the Meditation Method constantly strengthening his mental power.
Even so, he had not dreamed in a long time, let alone had nightmares.
Yet over the past few days, he had been having nightmares night after night. That was strange. He did not mention it to anyone, though. He was not a little girl who needed comforting over a nightmare.
Still, he had to admit that the nightmare was rather absurd. He had actually dreamed that Peter Pettigrew was still alive, holding a baby while torturing a witch with a Torture Curse.
A strange dream.
The dream was very hazy, though. Each time, it was only a brief flash before immediately disappearing.
Harry had no inclination to dwell on it, either, because the final task was fast approaching.
With no final exams to take, Harry and Ron devoted themselves wholeheartedly to preparing for this final task-or so they said. As for what was actually going on, Harry stuck close to Qiu every day, while Ron was inseparable from Lavender.
The Sixth Task had offered no clues, either, so what could they possibly prepare?
There was really nothing to prepare.
In the blink of an eye, the final exams were over. And the end of the exams meant the arrival of the final task.
None of the Champions knew what the final task would be like. But they were about to find out.
Early on the morning of June 10, Harry was awakened from a deep