Harry suddenly opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. He reached out and touched his forehead gently, gritting his teeth in pain. The lightning scar on his forehead was burning hot, as if someone had printed a red-hot metal wire on his skin.
By the time Harry recovered and sat up, his forehead was wet with sweat. He looked around in confusion and his eyes fell on Ron, who was lying not far away and snoring.
What was that dream about
Harry even recognized the two people in the dream. One of them was Peter Pettigrew, who was said to have died in Azkaban prison not long ago. The other was sitting in an armchair with his back to him, but Harry would never forget that cold, sharp voice... It was Voldemort's voice.
The man in the armchair is definitely Voldemort.
They just murdered a man.
Harry frowned and concentrated his mind, trying hard to remember more things. Yes, they seemed to be talking about something, as if they were planning some conspiracy.
"What's wrong Harry?"
Sirius' voice rang in Harry's ears.
"I had a nightmare."
Harry was still rubbing the scar on his forehead gently with his hand, trying to ease the pain it caused.
Sirius noticed Harry rubbing his forehead with his hand, frowned and asked, "Does your curse scar hurt?"
"Well, the last time the pain flared up was because Voldemort was nearby."
Speaking of this, Harry looked around uneasily. They were at the Quidditch World Cup camp, and there were a large number of Ministry of Magic guards here. It was obviously impossible for Voldemort to be nearby.
Sirius remained silent, and no one knew what he was thinking.
"What did you dream about?" he suddenly asked.
"I dreamed of Voldemort and Peter. They were murdering someone and seemed to be planning something." Harry lowered his voice and described the scene he saw in his dream, and added, "I felt that the dream was very realistic, as if it had really happened."
"You are right, Sirius." Lupin's voice sounded beside him, "Peter did escape from Azkaban prison."
"Isn't this good? That bastard will pay for this." Blake gritted his teeth and said, "Since he is already dead, he should just lie back in the coffin. Even if he crawls out, I will push him back into the coffin."
"Professor Lupin, do you think the dream I had was real?" Harry was still a little confused. Although he felt that the dream was very realistic, was it really just a dream? Or did he actually have the gift of prophecy
However, I have never heard of anyone predicting things through dreams.
"I'm not too sure, but since the dream was very realistic, it may mean something. We are not experts in prophecy, so we need to find someone who is good at this field. Maybe he can give you the answer you want." Lupin would not make a hasty judgment on the matter, but Harry having such a dream was obviously not a good sign.
"You mean Anderson?"
When Lupin said to find a professional, the first person Harry thought of was Dumbledore, and then Albert.
Harry was reluctant to bother Dumbledore with this matter, and he didn't even know how to write the letter
Dear Professor Dumbledore, I'm sorry to bother you, but my scar is hurting this morning
This is really ridiculous.
The principal is very busy and I shouldn't disturb him with such things.
As for Albert Anderson
Although Harry was reluctant to admit it, the mysterious guy seemed to know a lot of things. Even the fact that he could watch the Quidditch World Cup with Sirius was thanks to Anderson. Even though the other party received a large sum of Galleons, Sirius was still very grateful for his help.
Ron, who was standing next to him, seemed to be awakened by their voices. He opened his eyes sleepily and sat up, but soon lay back on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
"Let's go outside and talk!"
Sirius motioned for them to go to the kitchen to discuss the matter, so as not to wake up Ron who was still sleeping. They left the room silently and sat at the garden table in the kitchen.
"Do you think that dream was real?" Sirius lit the oil lamp on the table, looked at the dazed Harry, and asked in a low voice.
"It's very realistic, just like it really happened," Harry repeated uneasily. "I heard Anderson can see through the crystal ball and see some things that might happen in the future."
"Perhaps we should take the time to write a letter to Dumbledore and tell him about this," Lupin suggested.
"Well, it's time to write a letter to Dumbledore. I'll do it." Sirius agreed with his old friend's suggestion, and seemed to have thought of something else, and asked, "I remember Albert will also come to watch the Quidditch World Cup. Do you know when he will come?"
"Sirius, do you want to ask Anderson for divination?" Harry could probably guess what Sirius wanted to ask Anderson for.
"Yes, ask him for divination. That guy is very accurate." Sirius nodded.
"But he seems to charge a large sum of Galleons every time he does divination!" Harry muttered softly.
"Isn't this a very normal thing?"
Sirius didn't care about the Galleon issue at all.
"Normal?" Harry was a little confused.
"Of course it's normal." Sirius looked at Harry's confused eyes and explained calmly: "The price of having a real prophet make a prediction is definitely more than this price. In a way, his predictions are quite affordable."
“Affordable?”
Harry wondered if he had some misunderstanding about affordability
"What are you going to ask him to predict?" Lupin changed the subject. He knew that Harry was unable to change his mind for the time being.
"Maybe, we can ask him to divine Peter's location." Black had no intention of letting Peter go. After thinking for a while, he said, "Or, ask him to divine whether Harry's nightmare is true."
"Maybe, we can try to let Albert predict the conspiracy between Voldemort and Peter?" Harry suddenly said.
"Conspiracy?" Lupin and Black looked at each other and shook their heads. "That may be difficult, Harry. Divination has its limits."
"Okay Harry, go back and lie down for a while. I'll prepare breakfast for everyone. What would you like to eat?" Lupin took out his pocket watch, checked the time, and asked gently.
"I don't have anything in particular to eat." Harry looked at Sirius, who had already taken out a quill and parchment, and asked, "Is it really okay to bother Headmaster Dumbledore with something like this?"
"There's nothing wrong with that. It will make Dumbledore more alert." Sirius felt that it was necessary to let Dumbledore know about this matter.
He had a strong premonition that if Peter really escaped from Azkaban prison, he would most likely seek Voldemort's asylum.
The next morning, when Ron and Hermione got up for breakfast, they found that Harry looked a little lethargic, as if he had not slept well the night before.
Harry told the two about the nightmare he had last night.
Ron was completely stunned when Harry mentioned Voldemort.
There was a hint of worry in Hermione's eyes. She felt that Lupin was right and that he should tell Professor Dumbledore about this.
"Hermione, do you know when Albert will come to watch the Quidditch World Cup?" Harry asked suddenly.
"Do you have something to do with Albert?" Hermione asked puzzledly.
Harry briefly told Sirius that he was going to ask Albert for divination.
"One hundred Galleons for each divination. Are you sure that guy isn't trying to steal your money?" Ron was stunned again when he heard the price Harry mentioned.
"I already know that the price is a bit outrageous, but Sirius seems to think it's a good deal." Harry was still a little depressed when talking about this, and even he didn't know why.
Hermione was hesitant to speak, she felt that there was something wrong with the way Harry and Ron thought.
"What's wrong, Hermione?" Harry could see that Hermione seemed to want to say something.
"It should be in the next few days. I remember he seemed to be planning to come to the stadium with his girlfriend." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "Maybe you should ask Fred and George. They should know more."
"I'm afraid not. Fred and George borrowed my piggy, so it'll be hard for us to find an owl to deliver mail." Ron said with a frown. He and Hermione were invited by Sirius to come and watch the Quidditch World Cup early because of Harry.
Ron's father had originally planned to bring everyone over to watch the Quidditch final.
However, the two things do not conflict, because by the time of the Quidditch final, Sirius may need to leave temporarily to help Lupin get through the painful time of transformation during the full moon.
Fortunately, after the announcement of the human-recovery spell, Lupin no longer had to suffer too much during the full moon.
"Don't worry, we'll meet Albert someday." Hermione comforted him, "Then we can talk to him about divination."
"Fred and George seem to be planning to make a fortune from the Quidditch World Cup." Ron seemed to have thought of something and suddenly asked, "Will you participate?"
"Ron, gambling is harmful." Hermione said with a frown.
"You probably don't know that even Percy is planning to use this opportunity to make a fortune." Ron didn't care about Hermione's words: "This is a rare opportunity."
"You mean Albert is going to cheat through prophecy?" Hermione was shocked.
"Cheating! That guy has good luck. Does he need to cheat through predictions? I remember Fred and George said that Albert has never lost money." Ron envied Albert's luck and talked about the magical story that Fred and George told them.
"So, before he even started school, he bet on the train that Fudge would become the Minister of Magic and earned a hundred Galleons." Hermione and Harry were equally stunned after hearing what Ron said. "He had just started school at that time, so he probably didn't know much about the wizarding world!"
"That's why I say Albert is very lucky." Ron nodded seriously as if to confirm something and said, "You don't think Albert, who just entered school, can cheat secretly through prophecy, do you?"
"I bet that guy must be rich," said Harry leisurely.
"He is indeed very rich," Ron said with a complicated expression. "I heard from Fred and George a while ago that Anderson seemed to have participated in some kind of competition and won an international award. That guy won two international awards in just one summer vacation, received two large bonuses, and earned several thousand Galleons in one go."
"International Alchemy Conference." Hermione corrected, "Albert gave me a small bag of roselle tea, saying it was a specialty brought back from Egypt."
"A few thousand Galleons."
Although Harry was not short of money, when he heard that Albert had easily earned thousands of Galleons, he felt that the two were not in the same world at all.
"You don't know, when Mom was cleaning Fred and George's room a while ago, she found a stack of order forms, several pages of long price lists." Ron seemed to remember something and said enviously, "What fake wands, magic candies, they invented a lot of funny things, and they are planning to open a joke shop, which makes Mom very angry. It is said that Albert has been supporting them with money to do those research, and they even plan to open a joke shop together after graduation. Mom can't do anything with them, so she can only compromise and stop caring about them."
Speaking of opening a store, Harry suddenly remembered something.
"Sirius seems to be planning to open a shop with Professor Lupin, but they haven't decided what kind of shop they want to open yet." Harry said suddenly.
"Why does Sirius suddenly want to open a shop?" Ron was a little surprised. He felt that with Sirius's lavish spending style, he would probably lose money if he opened a shop.
"Not sure." Harry shook his head.
"I guessed it." Hermione said suddenly.
"What's the reason?" Harry and Ron asked in unison.
"Maybe he wants to give Professor Lupin a job." Hermione said with a complicated expression, "With Professor Lupin's identity, it is difficult for him to find a suitable decent job outside, and Sirius and Lupin are good friends. He probably doesn't want his good friend to have a bad life, so he wants to give him a decent job in this way!"
At this moment, all three of them were silent.
This seemed to explain why Sirius suddenly wanted to open a shop.
"However, opening a shop and doing business is not an easy thing." Hermione was also not optimistic about Sirius: "If the business is not well managed, I doubt how long the shop can last."
The three of them fell silent again. This was indeed a cruel reality. Opening a store and doing business was not an easy thing.
"Perhaps, we can ask Sirius to ask Albert for help." Ron suddenly said, "If Sirius really just wants to give Professor Lupin a job and doesn't expect the shop to help him make money, as long as he is willing to share some of the Galleons he earns with Albert, that guy will definitely find a way to prevent their shop from losing money and closing down."
"Besides, after both parties get to know each other, Albert might even waive the divination fee. That guy is always nice to his friends."
Even Harry had to admit that Ron's last words were right. Anderson was indeed very good to his friends. He had helped Hagrid many times, and he had not been seen asking Hagrid for a Galleon. He also helped the Weasley brothers fulfill their wish of having a joke shop.
"You're right, I will mention this to Sirius." Harry also sincerely hoped that Professor Lupin could get a decent job.