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On Sunday morning, when the wind was blowing outside, Jon woke up early and began to pass the time boredly flipping through the book "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts".

"What are you looking at?" Sean Avery leaned over with some curiosity.

When he saw the illustration of the page Jon had turned over, the soul of a man had been stripped alive from his body...... Avery took a few steps back, looking at Jon with a little more fear.

"Sorry...... I didn't mean to bother you...... Christophe ......," Avery stammered.

"It's fine. Jon's tone was normal.

After rummaging for dozens of minutes, I still didn't find anything useful...... Jon put it back in the suitcase and locked it.

He then walked out of the Slytherin common room and walked in the direction of the hall...... He had to get something to eat before he left for Hogsmeade.

......

At half past eight in the morning, Jon and a large group of students showed up at the oak gate on time.

Filch stood here as usual, checking the names of the classmates who had been allowed to go to Hogsmeade Village one by one. But it was longer than ever, as Filch had to use his probe to test everyone over and over again.

"High Investigator's order......," Filch grinned, "school access controls should be tighter. ”

The walk to Hogsmeade was not a pleasant one.

Because it was cold, even though Jon was wrapped in a thick scarf, he still felt the cold wind cut his face like a knife.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far...... At about 8:55, Jon arrived at the door of the Three Broomsticks pub just in time.

It was deserted outside, and no one could be seen except for a strangely dressed waitress standing at the door of the pig's head bar next door

But it's still as lively as usual.

Lady Rosmerta had a great memory, and she recognized Jon at a glance.

"Mr. Patrick?" she asked kindly, "Are you here to find Draco?"

"Yes, ma'am. Jon nodded.

"They're still in the old place...... Please talk to Draco when you go in, and I'll send mead and butterbeer in five minutes......" Mrs. Rosmerta continued.

"Okay......

......

Walking into that small room in the basement, there was already a crowd of people inside.

However, the innermost position is still in the air...... Draco Malfoy and Pansy Parkinson sat on either side.

When Jon walked in, the members of the Knights of Walples in the room stood up one after another.

Because all three prophecies about Trelawney had come true, each of them now genuinely felt that Jon was a genius prophet.

"Sit down, there's no need to do this!" Jon waved at them, then swaggered down the innermost seat, and asked, "What's going on lately?"

"Potter, they're indeed in a meeting!" Draco Malfoy was the first to speak, "it should be on the eighth floor of the castle, next to the tapestry where the troll sticks the stupid Barnabas...... We followed them several times with Filch, but unfortunately we couldn't find the exact location. ”

"Very well, Draco!" Jon nodded thoughtfully, "You keep following Potter until you find their exact meeting place: don't scare the snake first!"

Next to speak was Brace Shabini, who whispered, "That Rubeus Hagrid, I've seen him sneaking away to the Forbidden Forest several times lately, and getting hurt every time he comes back!"

"Hahaha, Brace, why do you care so much about a half-blood giant?" Jon laughed and said, "Who doesn't know that Hagrid has raised a bunch of monsters in the Forbidden Forest, and it's not uncommon for him to get injured......

"Yes too......" Bress Sabini nodded a little ashamedly: "Christophe, I made a fuss!"

The other members of the group also opened their mouths to report to Jon about the situation at the school, and Jon responded one by one, jotting down the news in his notebook.

......

It was delayed for about half an hour.

Jon closed the notebook, "Everyone has worked hard, I'll sort these things out, and then find a chance to tell Umbridge about ......"

Putting the notebook in his pocket, Jon stopped talking at the look on Malfoy's face.

"What's wrong, Draco?" Jon asked curiously.

"That's right...... Christopher...... Can you help me predict the future......" Malfoy said with a twisted look, "For example, what dangers I will encounter in the future...... Also, who is my future wife?"

When Malfoy mentions "wife", Pansy Parkinson's eyes light up.

"Prophecy......" Jon couldn't help but be stunned, "I think I need a crystal ball......"

"I brought it!" Malfoy said busily, quickly pulling a crystal ball out of his backpack.

"So well prepared......" Jon pouted.

In this case, he could only take the crystal ball, and then quietly looked inside, muttering words from time to time.

These people next to him didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere......

It was about three or four minutes before Jon put down the crystal ball, his face full of solemnity.

"What's wrong?" asked Malfoy, a little nervous.

"I see a little bit of the future, but there are things I can't say......" Jon said in all seriousness, "I can only give you a hint, Draco!"

Looking at Malfoy's somewhat stunned eyes, Jon said faintly, "You're going to be given a mission that's almost impossible, and the result of failure is going to be very bad......"

"Then what should I do?" Malfoy looked a little flustered.

"Ask someone who is willing to help you!" Jon said resolutely, "even if you may think he is not worth trusting!"

......

This terrible prophecy obviously made the basement, which had just been in an eager atmosphere, a little nervous.

Jon changed the subject just in time, though, and the conversation began happily again.

Pansy Parkinson pulled a copy of The Daily Prophet out of her bag and read the newspaper as she chatted.

Jon squinted at the newspaper when he suddenly noticed a familiar picture on the front page.

"Can you show me, Pansy?" asked Jon politely.

"Of course!" Pansy nodded, handing Jon the paper.

Jon took the newspaper and glanced at it, the expression on his face becoming a little solemn.

Because the above content is -

"Mrs. Diana Greengrass, Director of the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control at the Ministry of Magic, has been suspended for investigation. ”

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