"Miss Granger, please don't mention the prophecy again—I will not tell anyone else any of my prophecies until I am good enough to interpret them correctly. After all...... With this painful lesson, I have come to understand that my prophecy is going to 'kill'! ”

Inside the curtain, Ursula spoke slowly in a slightly deep voice.

However, prophecy certainly does not kill.

Ursula's prophetic bloodline is very pure, and the degree of bloodline awakening is also quite high, and her prophecies can be said to have great credibility.

Unfortunately, the accuracy of a prophecy is never determined by itself alone. Since ancient times, even the clearest prophecy needs to be reinterpreted to allow more people to understand the future changes, and the level of the interpreter will often have a crucial impact on the future.

And who can interpret the prophecy more accurately—although it cannot be said absolutely, as the source of the prophecy, the prophet himself naturally has a great advantage.

This time, however, Ursula, a prophet, questioned her abilities. Clearly, she had made the right choice, and in her current state she was no longer fit to prophesy for anyone else.

"As for Mr. McLean's whereabouts, I can tell you what I guess." Ursula paused for a moment, then hesitated, "I think that even if he left later, Mr. McLean must have been to England at least - he was carrying two powerful living corpses with him, and in order to make sure that no one else would be harmed, England, which is now occupied by a thick fog, is obviously the most appropriate choice." ”

Hermione listened, then bowed her head slightly, and said in a daze:

"Yes! Where else could he go but there? ”

Since the prophet didn't want to prophesy, Hermione didn't seem to have any reason to stay here, after all, Safina had just told her pretty much everything about what happened to Maca when she met them.

Just thinking about it left and right, Hermione, who was just about to say goodbye and leave, suddenly couldn't help but say:

"Miss, I don't know if I can ask one more question - did you find anything strange in Maka's actions and manifestations while you were with him?"

"'Strange'?"

When Ursula heard this, he couldn't help but think about it for a while.

"Hmm...... There is indeed something to be concerned about. For example, it seems that he has been enduring something that he can't use magic at will. "But even then, he easily took those two enemies that we couldn't handle." ”

And other than that...... It certainly wasn't 'weird,' but he ...... Well, he's very tolerant - even if he sees something that ordinary people can't accept, he can treat it with a normal heart. ”

The next sentence of her is obviously talking about her own mutilated body. And as she spoke, she seemed to remember the time when Maca held her in her arms.

Regardless of Ursula's appearance, she is still a young girl in her youth. And perhaps it is precisely because of her disability that she has never had such intimate contact with a man of the same age since the accident that year, and her heart naturally throbs.

But unfortunately, even if she herself was aware of some kind of emotion secretly born in her heart, she didn't dare to expect half of it.

After shaking her head feebly behind the veil, Ursula regrouped and her tone calmed down again.

"Anyway, there are some things that are confusing, but I don't think they are 'weird'. Mr. McLean, is a kind and respectable wizard. ”

"Of course...... Of course," Hermione pursed her lips, "then...... I'm going out now, you have a good rest. When we're done and ready to leave Beauxbatons, I'll come to say goodbye to you again. ”

"Thank you."

Through several layers of curtains, Ursula on the bed watched Hermione's figure leave the door, and she retracted into the quilt with a little gloom.

Not long after, after being silent for a while, she couldn't help but whisper to herself:

Hermione Granger...... Probably only a beautiful girl like her can spend her life with Mr. McLean? ”

After muttering like this, Ursula suddenly turned her head slightly, looked in the direction of the window and said calmly:

"Safina, when did you learn to eavesdrop?"

"I don't!"

Before she could finish speaking, a figure rolled in through the window, and sat down on the back chair beside the bed—it was her exclusive seat in her sister Ursula's room, and wherever they moved in, the maid Larson always had a chair there, and it hadn't changed for years.

And when Safina sat down, she was able to continue:

"I just sent Miss Granger away, and then habitually came back from here - you know, it's quicker!"

I don't know if it was because Ursula threw her out of the window back then, but before she knew it, climbing the window became a habit of Safina.

Sometimes Ursula wonders if Safina has been feeling guilty about what happened back then, so much so that she subconsciously thinks that if she could have climbed out of the window by herself, her sister would not have had time to escape from the fire.

However, Ursula knew that all she could do for Safina was not to mention what happened back then. Because no matter how she explained it and how she was relieved, the fact in front of her would only make Safina feel more guilty.

Ursula was thinking so secretly, but unexpectedly, Safina on the side suddenly whispered through the curtain:

"Ursula, you like that McLean, don't you? Don't worry, I don't think Mr. McLean minds your problems at all, and if you think about it, you may not be hopeless, right? Don't worry, I'll figure it out for you, and at least it's good to help you create some more 'fair' opportunities-"

As soon as he had finished speaking, Ursula could refuse when she heard a soft tap, and Safina flipped out of the window and hurried away.

"This girl," Ursula said helplessly, "forget it, she can't make anything anyway, so she'll do it...... Wrong! She wouldn't want to run outside during this period, would she? ”

"Wait...... Larson! Larson, come over ......."

As Ursula yelled uncharacteristically in the room, Beauxbatons, who had just welcomed Hermione and the others, seemed to be becoming more and more "lively".