Some of harry's less known Occlomency lessons and the memories he experiences.
"Legilimens!" Snape's shrill angry voice filled the dungeon and Harry closed his eyes, feeling the spell in his head, pulling forth memories he barely knew he remembered, wrenching them forward, pulling at their roots like a child picking a flower.
...Hermione laughing at some obscure joke in their first year, while Ron buried his head in his arm chuckling... Aunt Marge swelling like a balloon and uncle Vernon trying to stop her ascent into the night sky... Cornelius Fudge at the qudditch world cup releasing the snitch, the small golden ball zipping this way and that... Death eaters levitating a muggle man, woman and child, making them dance to their wordless chant, fire burning in their eyes as well as on tents...
"Get up you foolish boy." Harry found himself on the cold stone floor of the dungeon, with no recollection of ever being there, and no knowledge of how his face became covered with blood, now spilling from both his nostrils. He got up quickly staring right back into the cold deep eyes of Snape, who was sneering, his ugly teeth flashing wickedly.
"You are so weak. Are you not trying at all? Are you not practicing? I am doing this on my own time Potter, even if it is on Dumbledore's orders! Do you think he would not have me teach you if it was not necessary? Concentrate boy! Use what little brain power you possess to stop my entry into your head!"
Snape raised his wand and Harry raised his own, ready for the spell to clot his blood like ink, to enter his brain and peruse memories like books in a library. Let go ,he told himself, float away and leave this behind...
"Legilimens!"
... a sphinx was reciting a riddle in a maze of hedges, her forked tongue flicking at him... Mad-eye Moody's face bubbling as it transformed into Barty crouch Jr. His own tongue flicking like a snake... Neville disarming Pavarti Patil in their last DA meeting... No, he thought, you can't watch that! He tried harder than ever to block the spell creating a brick wall of mental defenses, and suddenly Snape was visible, his wand raised, silent whispers coming from his lips, his face lined with effort.
"Enough!" Harry raised his wand and the spell came to mind in an instant.
"Expelliarmus !" his voice rang through the dungeon like canon fire, Snape's wand jerked from his hand and flew against the wall, the force of the spell shoving Snape against the desk that lay behind him.
"Well Potter. Perhaps you are not so useless as I expected... "
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