Wentworth watched the Imperius Curse fall on him, and countless questions flashed through his mind. Why was there a door key on his bed? Who was the other party? Was he in the same group as the guys he met when he first traveled through time?

But what Wentworth was more worried about was that the other party used the Imperius Curse instead of the Killing Curse among the Unforgivable Curses. He must want to do something through him, or he must want to know something. Wentworth was worried that the other party would use him to do something that he would regret.

But no matter how worried Wentworth was, the curse finally fell on Wentworth. In an instant, Wentworth felt as if everything in front of his eyes went white.

"Wentworth? Wentworth, wake up! Are you dreaming? Go back to your dorm and sleep!"

Wentworth suddenly opened his eyes, rolled to his feet, and took out his wand.

"Wow, Wentworth, what are you doing? Are you going to make trouble if I don't give you candy? The problem is that I lost all my candy to Green!"

Wentworth looked at Cedric, who had his hands raised in front of him with an exaggerated expression on his face, and he didn't react for a long time.

He shook his head vigorously to make himself feel more awake, then glanced around. When he saw the extremely familiar environment and the pumpkin lanterns hanging around the Hufflepuff common room, Wentworth

Wentworth gradually came to realize that he seemed to have had a dream just now, but the dream was so real that even now, Wentworth could still clearly remember every scene and plot in the dream.

"Hey, Wentworth, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Cedric seemed to notice that something was wrong with Wentworth, and walked over in surprise and put his hand on Wentworth's forehead.

"It's not hot, but why are you sweating so much?"

Cedric asked in confusion.

Finally confirming that it was just a dream, Wentworth heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on a bench in the Hufflepuff lounge.

At this time, Green also threw down the cards in his hand and walked over, then took out a chocolate frog from his pocket and placed it in Wentworth's palm.

"Obviously, you had a nightmare! Eat a piece of chocolate to recover! But, Wentworth, I'm curious what kind of nightmare could scare you like this? What, you grew up and found that you couldn't find a wife? Haha!"

Looking at Green laughing beside them, Wentworth and Cedric couldn't help but roll their eyes at the same time.

"I dreamed of Merlin!"

Wentworth spoke to the two of them in a mysterious tone.

"Oh my god, is this true? What does Merlin look like? What did he say to you?"

Green came up to him all of a sudden and asked curiously, and even Cedric pricked up his ears.

"Merlin asked me to make a wish. I said I wanted a dragon as a pet. Merlin said that dragons were too difficult to tame and asked me to change my wish. I said I wanted Green to stop being stupid in the future. Merlin was silent for a moment and then said to me in a friendly manner, young man, what color do you want the dragon to be?"

After Wentworth finished speaking, the three of them were silent for a moment.

“Puff!”

Cedric couldn't help laughing first, and then Green, with a frown on his face, threw Wentworth to the ground in the Hufflepuff common room.

"Just kidding, it's just a joke, Senior Green, Cedric, come and help me!"

Wentworth begged for mercy and help, but Cedric had no intention of helping him. He just laughed out loud as he watched Wentworth being pinned down by Green.

The three of them fought for a while before letting each other go, but after all this, Wentworth felt like he had finally come back to his senses.

After saying goodbye to Cedric and Green playfully, Wentworth walked towards his dormitory in a good mood.

As soon as he opened the door, his eyes subconsciously swept across his bed, and Wentworth felt a chill from bottom to top, instantly sweeping over his whole body. Wentworth could even clearly feel that every inch of his skin was trembling.

Wentworth's eyes widened, and he looked at his bed with some disbelief. There was a pumpkin head on it, facing away from him, just like in his dream! Wentworth stood at the door of the dormitory for a long time, swallowed twice unconsciously, then drew out his wand, pointed it in the direction of the pumpkin head, and then slowly moved his body to the opposite side of it.

When Wentworth saw clearly that there were two cold candle lights flickering inside the pumpkin head, he was so nervous that he almost couldn't hold his wand.

But at the same time, unlike in his dream, Wentworth was now very sure that this pumpkin lantern was not the one he had made today. Although each one looked similar, Wentworth was very sure that his own was not as beautiful as this one.

Wentworth quickly looked to the side and found that the other three people in the dormitory had not returned yet, and on their beds, there were also pumpkin lanterns decorated in the same way.

Even so, Wentworth still did not rashly go to check the pumpkin lantern on his bed. After all, such a weird situation, even the most irritable book friends would know that there must be something wrong! Wentworth hurried to Cedric and Green's dormitory and called them out.

"Hey, do you know what this is?"

The two confused people were called out from their respective dormitories by Wentworth. Wentworth took them straight back to his own dormitory and then pointed at the pumpkin on his bed and asked.

"Oh, you're talking about this. This is our Hufflepuff tradition. That's why we make pumpkin lanterns by ourselves during the day. Our head of house, Professor Sprout, will prepare candies for each Hufflepuff and place them under the pumpkin lantern."

As Green explained, he reached out to pick up the jack-o'-lantern on Wentworth's bed.

"stop!"

Seeing this, Wentworth quickly stepped forward and grabbed Green's wrist.

"What are you doing? It's just some candy, not something shameful!"

Green covered his wrist and said with some dissatisfaction.

Wentworth pulled Green, took a few steps back, and then let go of Green's hand.

"Wentworth, what happened? I feel like you're a little scared of this jack-o'-lantern. It's just a pumpkin!"

Cedric on the side seemed to notice that something was wrong with Wentworth's expression, and asked in confusion.

Wentworth looked at the pumpkin on his bed. The previous dream kept appearing in his mind, especially the last one, the feeling of despair of watching the Unforgivable Curse fall on him, which made Wentworth tremble uncontrollably.

"I think someone wants to kill me."

Wentworth said softly.

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