Harry was certain that thinking things were looking up had been an illusion-and a wildly mistaken one at that.
Quite apart from how exhausting it had been to practise Quidditch in the pouring rain on Friday night, the mounting fifth-year homework alone had left him rather irritable. And because of Umbridge's restriction, plans for Dark Magic Practice had been put on hold as well.
Although no one seemed opposed to it so far, they did not seem as supportive as they had been at first, either.
Harry could understand that. Initially, although Umbridge would not have liked the activity, it had not violated any relevant rules. But now that an explicit rule had been introduced, things were completely different.
Moreover, the scar on Harry's forehead had recently begun acting up again.
Although the sensation was not particularly noticeable while Harry was using Occlumency, he could still vaguely sense that Voldemort's emotions seemed to have been fluctuating quite strongly lately.
Harry felt his scar itch faintly whenever Voldemort was especially delighted or especially furious.
Just the night before last, Harry had suddenly grown curious and deliberately switched off both his Occlumency techniques before bed. Sure enough, he had seen Voldemort in his dreams again.
This time, he had viewed everything from high above. Harry had looked down over the entire scene, but Voldemort was still the only person he could truly see clearly. Everyone else around him had been a blurred, dark silhouette.
Harry had begun to have doubts when he woke up.
He was no longer sure whether Voldemort was deliberately letting him see these scenes. If so, what was Voldemort trying to do?
He brought the question up with Ron, Hermione, Qiu, and the others. Apart from Ron, everyone advised him not to try anything like that again.
"Harry,