In the following week, Dobbi did not appear again, and Umrich did not show any signs of knowing that there was a Berserk Giant living in the Forbidden Forest. Life seemed to be very peaceful, and Harry could not help but gradually feel relieved.

Maybe... Umrich just wanted to go for a walk in the Forbidden Forest?

Although this idea was a little wishful thinking, Harry sincerely prayed to Merlin that it would come true.

Another thing that made Harry happy was that he seemed to have figured out the trick to the brain seal spell. There were a few times when he almost succeeded in resisting Snape's invasion.

But in the end, Snape still broke through his defense, which gave him a reason to continue to belittle Harry's brain as worthless.

Harry was determined to succeed tonight and see what Snape had to say.

Now they were standing face to face in the cellar, and Snape slowly raised his wand.

"Mind Extraction!"

Willpower, the key is willpower, Harry kept repeating. He had been practicing for a week in order to succeed.

Snape's eyes began to become deep, and Harry felt dizzy.

"Remove your weapon!"

Harry desperately tried to calm his mind and used all his willpower to shout the spell. He gritted his teeth and met Snape's eyes without dodging.

Snape's wand tilted and almost fell out of his hand, but he quickly grabbed it. Harry suddenly felt a large number of chaotic memory fragments in his head.

A black-haired man with a hooked nose was shouting at a woman covered in scars. The woman's face was pale. A boy wearing an oversized maternity dress was lying behind the fence enviously, looking at two little girls giggling on the swing. A boy with greasy hair was sitting alone in a dark bedroom, pointing his wand at the ceiling to shoot flies. A teenager wearing a black Hogwarts uniform was holding a test paper in his hand and slowly walking to the lake.

"Enough!"

Harry suddenly woke up. Those images disappeared, and Snape's gloomy face became clear in front of him.

He — he succeeded!

Harry's heart jumped with joy. His green eyes looked at Snape provocatively, waiting for his evaluation.

But … was the person in those memories Snape?

His childhood didn't seem to be much better than mine, Harry thought to herself.

"It seems that your brain hasn't completely degenerated yet." Snape snorted and said reluctantly, "You've only made so little progress after learning for nearly two months. You can consider tracing your lineage and see if you're related to the troll."

Although Snape's tone was still harsh, Harry was still very happy.

It wasn't easy for Snape to tell him that he had improved.

"When will I be able to do what the Fu … Mystery Man did to me and let him see the fake information?" Harry asked excitedly. "Uh … Sir?" he quickly added.

"You?"

Snape looked at him with disdain, as if he had heard a fairy tale. "Not in this lifetime."

"The Dark Lord's ability to capture minds has reached perfection. No one can lie in front of The Dark Lord." Snape said with a sigh. "No one … Those who dared to deceive The Dark Lord are all dead."

"But … but haven't you always been —" Harry couldn't help but say loudly, "Dumbledore said that you've been giving him false information!"

"Yes," Snape answered coldly, without any emotion. "So I can die at any time."

"…" Harry was speechless.

"What?"

Snape turned to look at him with a slight smile on his lips. "Doesn't this give you some hope for your future school career?"

"Yes … Yes!"

Harry answered stubbornly, trying to suppress the panic in his heart. "Yes … I'm looking forward to it."

Harry didn't know what was wrong with him. Ever since the Brain Blockade class, he couldn't help but think of Snape.

He recalled the messy memories he saw that day over and over again, as well as the sentence "So I can also die anytime" that Snape said with a tone as calm as still water. He did not know why, but he felt a little worried.

On Thursday afternoon, Harry rushed to the History of Magic class. When he walked to the common room, he realized that he had forgotten to bring his textbook. He asked Ron and Hermione to leave first, and he ran back to the dormitory to get his textbook.

As soon as he closed the door, there was a slight crackling sound in the air, and Dobbi the house elf appeared in front of him out of thin air.

"Dobbi!"

Harry put his hand on his chest in surprise. He just remembered that he had been paying attention to Snape these days and had forgotten about Umrich and Dobbi.

"Harry Potter!

Dobbi wants to report to Harry Potter what he asked Dobbi to do! "

Dobbi made a weird bow, and the hat on his head seemed to be taller than the last time Harry saw him.

"Uh … But I'm going to class — No, Dobbi, you tell me."

Anyway, Professor Binns wouldn't care if there was one more living person in the classroom. Harry felt that it was better to hear the results of Dobbi's tracking of Umrich than to sleep in the History of Magic class.

"Sit down, Dobbi, please sit down — don't thank me." He sat down on the bed, and presciently stopped Dobbi from crying and expressing his gratitude because Harry asked him to sit down. "Tell me, you followed Umrich to the Forbidden Forest —"

"Yes, sir!"

Dobbi sniffed and climbed onto a chair beside the bed. "Dobbi followed Harry Potter's order to follow Professor Umrich!

Dobbi was very careful and didn't let her find out that Dobbi was following her!

Dobbi was very careful! "

"Well, I know you must be very careful, then — then what?

Where did she go?

What did she do? "

"That's what's strange." Dobbi shook his head, his ears slapping his face, and his big eyes were full of confusion. "Dobbi is sure that Dobbi has been following her!

She went deep into the Forbidden Forest … Harry Potter asked Dobbi to follow her, and Dobbi has been following her, but … but … "

The elf suddenly jumped up from the chair and slammed her head on the table. "Dobbi can't find her!

She just disappeared like that!

Dobbi didn't do what Harry Potter asked him to do!

Bad Dobbi!

Bad Dobbi! "

"Don't be like this, don't be like this … stop!" Harry rushed over and held Dobbi. "Stop, Dobbi!"

The little elf finally calmed down and sat on the chair, panting.

"You mean …" Harry repeated in confusion, "She went deep into the Forbidden Forest … and suddenly disappeared?"

"Yes, sir." Dobbi nodded vigorously. "Dobbi waited and waited, looking for her everywhere, but she just suddenly disappeared!

But the next day, she still appeared in the auditorium … and then went to the Forbidden Forest a few days later … Dobbi has been following her, but he doesn't know how she disappeared! "

Harry pondered, but he had no clue.

He looked back and saw that Dobbi was still looking at him with a guilty face, with tears in his eyes.

"Dobbi, you did a good job." Harry hugged Dobbi's small body. "Don't blame yourself, don't hurt yourself. You really helped me a lot, really … thank you very much."