"He still wants to know the prophecy?" Dumbledore sat upright in front of a large mahogany table, put the fingertips of his hands together, raised his head, and looked at the black-robed man standing next to him with blue eyes.

There was some tiredness in his tone that couldn't be hidden.

He's been a little tired these days.

Bad news one after another.

The recent attack on Arthur Weasley at the Ministry of Magic made him even more nervous, which may have meant that Voldemort's hand was now in the Ministry.

Their plans need to be accelerated, or more innocent people will be sacrificed.

The cruelty of the Dark Lord is now only the tip of the iceberg.

Dumbledore rubbed his strong fingers over a dusty piece of parchment with dense black letters written on it.

The letter was written about news that had not yet spread and had not been reported by the Daily Prophet.

Durmstrang's current rector, Igor Karkarov, died, died in his office.

Died by Avada's life.

He collapsed at his desk, his chest pierced and the blood drained from his body.

The Killing Curse does not have this effect, and it is speculated that he died after being tortured by madness, and was brutally tortured and killed.

When a teacher went to look for him, he thought he was just asleep and didn't dare to disturb him, so he quietly left.

Because there is no smell of blood.

It was at least three days before he was completely discovered.

But the news did not spread.

In order to maintain stability.

Even if Durmstrong's address is kept secret, it is obviously impossible to hide it from a wizard of Voldemort's level.

Dumbledore's itinerary was intensive, and not long ago, when he had just left Hogwarts, Snape couldn't even find him to report information, and the owl mail was not safe, and no one could guarantee that the information would not be intercepted.

It is only today that the two have had the opportunity to meet.

This is the new office of the Department of Emergency Security of the Ministry of Magic, where Dumbledore often stays.

At present, he is the only one here, and so is this division, and now he is actually a bare-bones commander.

Now his thick silver eyebrows were raised upward, looking energetic, and he forcibly suppressed his burnout.

He pondered why Voldemort pursued the prophecy, what the reasons would be, and what the effects would be.

Voldemort was a contradiction, a man who believed in his own power, obsessed with the power of power above all else, and superstitious about the ethereal nature of prophecy.

If you are truly fearless, you will definitely scoff at this kind of thing.

His superstitions eventually led to his defeat in the First Wizarding War.

Originally, Voldemort was in full swing in terms of mana and power, and the only wizard who could fight or even win the battle was Dumbledore, but this was meaningless.

Dumbledore couldn't kill Voldemort at all.

His strength may simply lie in his age, his deeper understanding of magic.

But that didn't do much in the fight, as Voldemort was able to match this disadvantage in other ways.

For example, Avada Suo.

This is the kind of spell that Dumbledore wouldn't use, but he could use with impunity.

Voldemort also has more men, even if the strength is uneven, but there are still a few strong men, and they are equally unscrupulous.

So most of the time, it's the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors who are in a state of passive defense.

Voldemort was still in the prime of life at the time, and he made seven more Horcruxes.

If he had really endured his temperament at that time, and was patient enough to survive Dumbledore's natural death, perhaps the history of wizarding society would have been completely rewritten.

But everything about him was ruined by the prophecy of an unknown witch and Snape's unintentional push.

A witch who often makes false predictions, a guide back then, changed the course of wizarding society, which may not have been imagined by her.

Trelawney's prophecy at the Hog's Head was overheard by Snape, who informed Voldemort.

And Voldemort believed it.

A little reasoning will show that the details determine the winner or loser.

After Voldemort decided to kill Harry, Snape pleaded with him to spare Harry's mother, the person he loved the most.

Voldemort agreed, and he felt that he could give the request to the man who provided the information.

Subtle differences emerge.

If he had killed the Potters outright in the first place, it might have been over, but he gave Lily a chance to die.

If she kills her, it means that Lily has no choice, and she loses the meaning of sacrifice.

It is this that changes the final outcome.

"Don't kill Harry, please, have mercy, do whatever you want me to do, kill me. Those were Lily's last words before she died.

Subtle differences emerge, and so that Lily dies for her child, and the protective charm of love is formed, flicking off Voldemort's deadly spell.

The great mother's love made him fall from the clouds, and the invincible demon king became a remnant soul who could only wander in the jungle after surviving, not even as good as maggots.

Yes, he longed to know the reason for his failure, which may have been in the second half of the prophecy. Snape said with a blank face.

"There's no secret reason. Dumbledore shook his head, his long silver hair swaying with it, and said in a sigh-like tone, "It's not a secret, and I told him bluntly that he only pursues his own power and ignores something else, but unfortunately he doesn't believe it." ”

Snape was silent, his whole body hidden in a black robe, his body tense, quietly looking at the old man in front of him, perhaps in an infinite amount of painful memory.

An unspeakable silence and mourning suddenly permeated the two of them.

They are all people who have been wounded and become strong for the sake of the so-called most powerful weapon.

"Do you want me to say that to him?" Snape made a rare joke that wasn't very funny, his dark eyes staring at Dumbledore.

"Of course not. Dumbledore's blue eyes shone with a sparkle of wisdom.

"You can find Professor Trelawney for me and tell her ......" Dumbledore slowly laid out his plan.

And in Monday's prophecy class, Professor Trelawney began her very hazy, inexplicably incomprehensible lesson again.

In a room filled with incense, the light from the clothed lamp and the not-so-strong fire emitting a foul smell were dim.

Trelawney sat at a round wooden table and laid her hand full of shiny jewelry on the table.

Some students guessed it was because it was too heavy and she wanted to take the opportunity to take a break.

The female professor was always wrapped in a thick shawl and wore a pair of glasses that magnified her eyes several times.

She's starting classes now.