Malfoy was irritable, having been in a bad mood since Gryffindor easily beat Hufflepuff.

Malfoy couldn't believe that the Hufflepuffs had lost the game with Professor Snape himself on the pitch, and so quickly and so quickly, the best of the waste.

Malfoy, no, the entire Slytherin students have been scolding that Hufflepuff bunch of shit these days. They actually knew that students from other houses would like to see Slytherin lose this year's Quidditch Trophy, or even the House Cup. They were all jealous of Slytherin, and Malfoy was furious to see that their plot was about to succeed.

In Malfoy's mind, Slytherin would always be the best house, and Gryffindor was only worthy of being their stepping stone.

There were other reasons for Malfoy's anxiety, his eyes were bruised by the poor Weasley on the day of the Quidditch match.

Although the bruising had subsided under Madam Pomfrey's treatment, Malfoy still felt a dull pain in his eyes.

"Damn Weasley, damn Gryffindor!" As Malfoy gently rubbed his swollen right eye and cursed in a low voice, a fat cat came up to him from the end of the corridor in front of him, it was a very funny fat cat, he had never seen a cat so fat.

As we all know, there is only one such cat at Hogwarts, and that is the cat named Tom raised by Albert Anderson, the genius of Gryffindor.

Albert Anderson!

Malfoy's mood was even worse when he remembered the name, and he still hadn't forgotten that the anonymous gift of the Christmas holiday had brought him unforgettable memories. The cockroaches that crawled out of the gift bag are still the shadows that haunt him in the depths of his heart, and he will never forget them for a long time.

"Catch that fat cat!" Malfoy said suddenly, to Goyle and Crabbe beside him. He knew that the damn Muggle wizard cared about his fat cat. If it was to disappear, of course, Malfoy didn't intend to kill a cat, but wanted to hide the fat cat so that the Muggle wizard couldn't find his cat, and Malfoy couldn't wait to see the anxious look on the nasty Muggle wizard's face.

Goyle and Crabbe were hesitant, they had both heard that Albert was not easy to mess with.

"I just want to have fun with it," Malfoy explained, noticing Goyle and Crabbe's hesitation, "I just wanted to invite it to our break room." ”

When the two were about to catch Tom, Tom the fat cat seemed to have sensed the bad intentions of the two guys in front of him, so he immediately turned around and trotted away.

"Catch that cat. ”

Just as Malfoy was about to pull out his wand and fix Tom, a cold voice rang in the ears of the three of them: "What are you going to do with my cat?"

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Albert and didn't dare to chase the cat anymore.

"Meow!"

Tom immediately hid behind Albert's thigh, stuck out his head to stare at the two guys chasing him, and shouted at Albert, still not rubbing his feet, as if complaining to Albert: It was these three guys who bullied me.

"Draco Malfoy, huh!" Albert bent down to pick up his cat, then raised his head and patted the blonde boy in front of him with an oppressive gaze, "In the future, if something happens to my cat, I'll think you did it." ”

"Are you threatening me?" Malfoy pursed his lips and shivered as he met Albert's eyes.

"No, I'm just telling you a fact. Albert took a few steps forward, his eyes more cold and oppressive, the indifference that had metamorphosed after killing someone, Malfoy trembled slightly under Albert's gaze.

"What are you doing here?"

A stern voice was like a torch lit in the darkness, and Malfoy only felt the pressure in his body disappear, and he took a deep breath and said to the comer, "Professor Snape, he is threatening me. ”

"Gryffindor deducts ten points, Mr. Anderson, it's ...... to bully freshmen" Snape and Albert looked at each other, and suddenly stopped what they wanted to say, and he could also feel the indifference in the other person's eyes.

Ignoring Snape, Albert walked straight to Malfoy's side and said in a hoarse and distant voice, "Something related to your name will bring you an unexpected journey, and the blood of the curse will not bring eternal life, and you will be a witness, and he will be with you." Stay away from that shadow, or the conspiracy will be carried out by you, bringing death to you, or death to others. ”

At this moment, Malfoy was stunned and stood in place, he didn't understand what Albert's words meant, but the other party's words gave him a very bad feeling.

Albert glanced at Snape and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

Snape trembled with anger, he had never been so ignored. Moreover, what Albert had just said seemed like a ridiculous prophecy, and although Snape did not believe that Albert could predict the future, he believed in the prophecy, and there was a prophecy that he regretted for the rest of his life.

"Oh, looks like you need that too, don't you. Albert stopped, turned to look into Snape's eyes, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth, and said in a tone that I understood: "Well, this is the only time, and the next time it will be charged." ”

"Pretending to be a ghost!" Snape trembled with rage, ready to say something.

Albert ignored Snape's words, and made his voice sound ethereal and empty: "Be wary of black and white, and stay away from the cursed course, or death will not be far from you the moment your wish is granted!"

With that, Albert stopped paying attention to Snape and walked away with his cat in his arms.

The few students in the hallway who witnessed this all stared at the departing back, they never thought that Albert wouldn't even buy Snape.

"That's so cool!"

Harry looked at Malfoy, who was pale, and lowered his voice and said excitedly to Ron.

"Do you think that prophecy is true?" Hermione was more curious about Albert's prophecy, which Albert had made to Malfoy and Snape, and it had turned out badly.

"I don't know!" Ron quickly came to his senses and said to Harry and Hermione, "Fred and George always say that Albert is accurate. ”

He glanced at Malfoy, who was walking this way, and said in a voice that he could hear, "However, I have heard that basically all prophecies that are not jokes come true, and they all think that Albert has the power of prophecy. ”

Malfoy's face became even more ugly.

"He's terrified!" Hermione said in a low voice as she looked at Malfoy's departing back, "You didn't see his expression......"

"The course of the curse refers to ......" Harry asked, ignoring Hermione's words, turning his head.

"Defence Against the Dark Arts, legend has it that Defence Against the Dark Arts was cursed, and our previous Defence Against the Dark Arts professor even disappeared because of it, some people think it was because of the Defence Against the Dark Arts curse. Ron became more and more excited as he spoke, "You know what? I've heard that Snape has always wanted to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and if this prophecy is true, Snape will be close to death when he becomes Defence Against the Dark Arts?"

"It would be great if that were the case!"