Chapter 268: Swimming in the Ocean of Collective Subconsciousness, the Elf Behind Harry
That night, Harry was awakened by a nightmare again.
He then felt a person sitting next to his bed and immediately raised his wand to the person's chest.
"I don't think I have ever offended you." A gentle boy's voice sounded.
"Aiden?" Harry reached out and grabbed his glasses on the bedside table.
The view brightened and Harry could see a large group of people behind Aiden.
Harry barely recognized some of them, Lupin, Moody, Kingsley, Dedalus who had shaken his hand, Hesca Jones...
"What are you doing here?" Harry asked curiously.
"Put away your wand, kid, you'll blind others." Moody said the first line.
A witch with a pale, heart-shaped face and spiky violet hair ran over and shook Harry's hand.
"Hello, I'm Nymphadora Tonks." Harry's aunt shook his hand.
"Ahem." Lupin coughed, interrupting a narration.
"Come on, kid, we need to pack your bags." Moody reached out and pulled Harry towards the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Tonks helped Harry pack his luggage using a not-so-effective spell.
Moody asked Harry for a glass of water, and Harry took Petunia's cup and handed it to her.
"You know, it's always been stuck ever since that bastard brought it over." Moody dug out the magic eye and threw it into the cup to clean it.
A group of wizards rummaged through Harry's house, and only Lupin left a letter to the Dursleys saying that Harry had been taken away by them.
Soon, Harry's luggage was packed and the group came outside.
"How do we get out of here?" Harry asked.
"Of course, through the channel of dreams." Aiden winked at Harry.
Aiden, who has become a dream weaver, has the ability to lead others into the ocean of collective subconsciousness.
In order to avoid the Ministry of Magic's tracking to the greatest extent possible, Dumbledore decided to take Harry in for a walk after discussing with Aiden.
At the same time, it is also to let him get to know his good friends behind him in advance.
"Are you ready?" Aiden glanced at everyone.
"Perhaps you need to give Nymphadora some time to prepare." Moody joked with a smile.
"Don't call me Nymphadora!" Tonks' hair changed color.
"Go!" A long staff appeared in Aiden's hand and tapped the ground lightly.
A silvery-white halo began to spread from where his staff touched the ground.
Ten people were wrapped inside, and then the wizards felt a sense of falling and fell down.
After falling in the air for a while, they felt themselves hitting the ground.
A few people looked up and found themselves in a gray world.
"Where's Aiden?" Harry looked around at everyone and noticed that one was missing.
"Where do you think you are standing now?" a clear young voice was heard.
They looked up and saw a huge dragon head floating above them, its different-colored eyes revealing a playful expression.
"Merlin," Lupin exclaimed.
Finally, Harry and his group found themselves on a gray-white dragon.
There are many bubbles floating around. If you focus your attention, it seems that images are emerging.
"Don't get too absorbed in watching, or you'll fall into other people's dreams. Even if these ordinary people don't have magical powers, the combined power of their minds is not something that ordinary wizards can withstand."
Aiden's voice startled the group and they quickly closed their eyes.
"If I fly lower you can see the whole picture here."
As Aiden's voice arrived, the wizards felt a push on their backs, and then dived downwards.
"All right."
Aiden's voice was heard again, and everyone reluctantly opened their eyes.
Below everyone was an endless ocean, the sea water was a silvery white fluid.
There are strange-shaped islands all around, and bubbles are rising from the tops of the mountains on the islands.
Countless bubbles accumulated in the sky, seemingly forming a cloud that blocked the sunlight.
"What is this place?" Harry muttered.
"The sea of collective subconsciousness, the cluster of biological consciousness, Akasha, Alaya, and the hazy fantasy. Since ancient times, wizards and ordinary people have given this place all kinds of strange names." Aiden explained.
"Look at your back Harry," Aiden reminded playfully.
Harry turned around and everyone looked behind him.
"Ah!" Harry screamed.
On his back, there was an ugly baby holding him tightly, and there seemed to be many wounds on the baby's body.
And the baby's face was that of Voldemort.
"What's that on his back?" Lupin frowned.
From their perspective, Harry's back was empty, but judging from Harry and Aiden's reactions, that was not the case.
"I heard from Dumbledore that one needs to reach a certain level on the spiritual path before entering this area.
Our spiritual path can only examine ourselves at best, but we cannot see the situation of others." Moody expressed his speculation.
"Yes, Professor Moody is right. He is indeed a knowledgeable senior Auror." Aiden nodded and praised.
"I am no longer a professor, and you are worthy of being a student praised by Dumbledore." Moody said seriously.
The two were bragging to each other about business, while Harry on the side was already trying hard to shake off Voldemort behind him.
"Aiden, what's going on!" Harry shook it for a while and found that it had no effect, so he turned to seek help.
"You should have come into contact with the secret of his immortality. Fifteen years ago, he sacrificed your mother and shared a part of himself with you." Aiden explained.
"So I'm his..." Harry started to speak but was interrupted by Aiden.
"So, before the summer vacation, I asked Sirius to teach you Occlumency. Have you made any progress?"
Aiden turned his head and looked forward, controlling the direction of his body.
"...I didn't learn it....Maybe Sirius was too busy..." Harry avoided the question.
Obviously, this father and son did not take his words to heart at all.
"Now you know why you always dream about him during your holidays. Learn the art of brain occlumency well." Aiden emphasized again.
"Okay." Harry bowed his head obediently.
"Okay, hold on tight, we're going to float up soon." Aiden reminded the person on his back.
Then they all lay on Aiden's scales, and with the upward impact and airflow, Aiden brought them to Grimmauld Place in London.
"By the way, how did you get from there to here? Does the ocean of thought connect the entire world?" Lupin suddenly asked with interest.
“No, but at least it can connect to any place where there are living things.
It won't appear when you're taking a shower, Senior Tonks." Aiden narrowed his eyes and said without turning his head.
"It's just like Professor Snape said. No one here has any secrets from you." Tonks complained.
