Chapter 077 Prophecy

Dumbledore took out his wand and pointed it at his temple, pulled out a few strands of silver, thin cobweb-like material and stuck them to the wand, and placed them in the stone basin, which he picked at the tip of the wand.

A figure emerged from within, wrapped around a shawl, her glasses unusually large behind them, and Catherine recognized her as Sybil Trelawney, a professor of divination. She spun slowly, and said in a harsh, hoarse voice:

"The one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord approaches, born in a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times, born in the seventh month, the Dark Lord marks him as his fierce enemy, but he has the power that the Black Lord does not understand, one must die at the other hand, because two cannot both live, only one survives"

The slowly spinning Professor Trelawney was once again immersed in the silver filaments below, and vanished. The office was silent, even Fox was silent, except for the sound of lemon juice steaming.

"At the time—" Catherine's voice was hoarse, "you're not the only one who heard this prophecy, aren't you?" She looked at the silver filigree in the basin and spoke very slowly, "There were others who heard - it should have been a Death Eater - and he hadn't heard it completely, he should have only heard three words - otherwise-" She looked up at Dumbledore and said quickly, "Voldemort will wait for Harry to grow up before he does it, instead of labeling Harry his mortal enemy ten years ago." ”

"You are indeed a smart girl," Dumbledore said with a smile as he took off his glasses, "and things are as you speculated. At the time, there were two families of eligible people, Mr. and Mrs. Potter and Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom, both of whom had children at the end of July, but Voldemort ended up choosing Harry. ”

"This led directly to his downfall, the disbandment of the Death Eaters, and it also means," Catherine smiled coldly, "that once he returns, he must kill Harry if he wants to regain his former power." Her eyes were like a pair of arrows ready to strike.

"Yes." Dumbledore looked down at the stone basin, his face sank, "He marked Harry as his arch-rival, an undying rival. However, he himself did not know this," he looked up at the girl, "and this is our advantage. ”

The office fell silent again, this time even the hot smell of lemonade was gone. Dumbledore and Catherine looked each other in the eye, as if trying to pick up each other's thoughts.

"Please don't bully me, old man, Catherine." Dumbledore broke the silence with a sudden smile, "I can't stay unblinked. ”

Catherine frowned slightly, she really couldn't imagine that Dumbledore would say such a thing at this time.

"Okay, I'll tell you everything I shouldn't have told you, should you go back to sleep?" Dumbledore put on his glasses and blinked his azure glasses.

"One more thing." Catherine said quickly, "Is Sirius Black the one who left me alone?" ”

Dumbledore didn't answer immediately, but reached for the syrup pie, and he seemed hesitant to say anything, but Tracy flapped its wings again, and he nodded honestly.

"Looks like my sleepiness came a little early tonight," Dumbledore stood up suddenly, "I'm afraid I can't keep you here any longer, or you'll get my secrets gone." He beckoned to Catherine.

"Thank you for your honesty, Professor Dumbledore!" Catherine stood up and politely said goodbye, "Thank you very much for your hospitality. ”

"Good night!" Dumbledore sent her away, smiling softly until the noise outside had completely died down, and he looked back at his office sternly.

"What's wrong, Dumbledore?" The wizard statue on the wall asked.

"I wasn't going to tell Catherine the truth just now, but when a breeze hit, I told the truth." Dumbledore lifted his glasses, "Did you notice anything unusual?" ”

The portraits looked at each other and shook their heads, except for Fawkes, who suddenly flew up and landed in the chair where Catherine had just sat up.

Dumbledore walked over and examined the chair closely, eventually discovering a very faint but distinctly unrelated mana fluctuation on the left armrest.

"Is it—" Dumbledore pursed his lips, but didn't continue.

At breakfast the next day, the results finally came out, and Catherine had scored perfect marks in most of the subjects, but the practical exams for Charms, Transfiguration, and Defense Against the Dark Arts had held her back, and she had only finished second in her grade, and the first in her grade had naturally been taken by Hermione and Draco, and the entire grade had miraculously failed to pass the grades.

On the morning of her departure, Catherine had to get all her belongings, including the notice warning them not to use magic during the holidays, to her suitcase with the help of Tracy.

Hagrid boarded the boat crossing the lake with the first grade, and before getting on the train, he stuffed Catherine and Harry with a notebook of pictures of their parents that he had helped them put together.

Catherine and Harry, both speechless with emotion, hugged Hagrid hard to show their gratitude. As soon as the train left Hogwarts, they couldn't wait to look at the photo album together.

Time always flies when things are done, and when the train stops at Platform Nine and Three-Quarters at King's Cross Station, Catherine could hardly believe that most of the day had passed.

"You're going to have to come to my house this summer," Draco scurried up to Catherine out of nowhere as she waited in line near the ticket gate to leave the station, "I've asked my parents, and they said it doesn't matter if you stay for the whole vacation." ”

"I guess I'll have to ask the professor for his opinion first." Catherine said.

"Well, remember to give me an answer tomorrow morning." With that, Draco hurried through the crowd and returned to the Malfoys.

"I want to celebrate my birthday with you." As soon as Draco left, Harry pulled Catherine's sleeve and said.

"Of course, but," Catherine blinked, "where did you go?" ”

"That's a real problem." Harry reluctantly walked with Catherine to the exit, "I'll write to discuss it when we get back." ”

"He's there, Mom, he's there, look!" As soon as they exited Guò, they heard a red-haired girl pointing at them and shouting.

"That's my sister, Ginny!" Ron was embarrassed to come over and say, but the girl's name wasn't Ron.

"Harry Potter!" She screamed in a shrill voice, "Look, Mom! I see—"

"Don't shout, Ginny, it's rude to point fingers." Mrs. Weasley looked down at them with a smile, "It's been a busy year, hasn't it?" She said.

"It's very busy." Harry said, "Thank you for giving me the toffee and sweater, Mrs. Weasley. ”

"Oh, that's nothing, honey." Mrs. Weasley laughed and said, "You must be Catherine—" she looked kindly at the girl whose name was called, "you really look like Lily." ”

"A lot of people say that." Catherine smiled.

"I say, are you ready?" Coming in was Vernon Dursley, a tall, burly, fat man with no neck, but with a large beard, his face flushed purple, and he seemed to be very angry about something, and therefore glared at Harry with a very angry gaze.

As for Penny Dursley, she stood behind him, staring at Catherine tightly, her lips pursed tightly, and she looked like she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry.

She was holding a chubby boy with a big pink silver face, a short neck, watery blue eyes, and thick blond hair clinging neatly to his thick chubby head, presumably the Dudley cousin Harry used to say looked like a pig in a wig.

"You must be Harry's family!" Mrs. Weasley said.

"You can say the same thing." Uncle Vernon said, "Hurry up, boy, we can't afford to delay all day." He turned away.

Harry was going to stay and talk to the others.

"Then we'll see you after the summer vacation."

"I wish you a pleasant holiday." Hermione said, looking at Uncle Vernon's back in disbelief.

Catherine took out a small bag and shoved it into Harry's hand: "Use it with care! ”

"Oh, I'll be very careful!" A big smile spread across Harry's face, "I'm sure Dudley will try it first." ”

Uncle Vernon urged from afar, and Harry waved to Catherine and the others, pushing his luggage and walking towards him.

"Catherine!" A loud shout that everyone was very familiar with suddenly sounded, and everyone present couldn't help but look over.

"Snape!" It was Penny Dursley, who was calling out, and the anger in her voice seemed to be enough to set the station on fire.

"How long are you going to stay there!" But Snape didn't pay any attention to her, he just stared at Catherine with a blank face.

As soon as Catherine started to walk over, she heard Penny growl, "How dare you—"

Snape finally seemed to have enough of her voice, and he turned his head to stare at Penny, his gaze cold enough to freeze the entire station.

"She lives in my house!" Snape's words shook a bunch of people.

But Snape ignored the other people's feelings, and when he saw that Catherine had already walked in front of him, he reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, and then directly apparitioned away.

"You're actually using Phantom Apparition in public!" When they came to the door of 17 Spider Tail Alley, Catherine couldn't help but exclaim.

"Confusion Charm!" Snape answered a word super simply, and went straight to open the door.

"What about me?" Catherine hurriedly followed.

"Do you think I'm going to be so stupid?" Snape opened the door and looked down at her, his tone sarcastic.

Catherine looked up at him angrily, but sadly found that she was guilty of doing so at such a short distance, so she simply went straight into the house.

Seeing this, the corners of Snape's mouth couldn't help but show a smile, he was sure that this holiday would definitely not be boring.