"Master, there are still some things I have to report to you, Pansy Parkinson has written to the Dark Lord about the situation in the British wizarding world, your master, your relationship with other purebloods, and Dumbledore... So the Dark Lord sent Rabastan back to England to try to wreak havoc in Muggle society and cause trouble for us Harris..."Lucius didn't use his usual slow tone, he took a step forward and reported in detail, he wanted to use this information to make up for his mistakes, "They plan to carry out a swimming attack in Muggle society... In order to avoid being caught by the Aurors or to stop them from doing so, they may cast a spell and evacuate immediately..."

"It's a bit of a hassle, the Aurors need a little reaction time to get to the scene through the apparition, if you don't choose a target and put a spell at all, it's hard to catch someone if I go there myself..."Alan frowned and shook his head, "Are you sure it's only in the Muggle world?"

"Yes, master, there are Aurors in every place in the British wizarding world, and they don't dare to go..."Lucius hesitated but gave a definite answer, and then he saw Allen's expression and decided to say the rest of the bad news in one breath, so as not to be even more unpleasant, "There is one more thing... I was also assigned a task by the Dark Lord, who sent me, who had not yet revealed my identity in the wizarding world, back to England, and used the status and prestige of the Malfoy family in the pure-blood family to contact those pure-blood families, and the Dark Lord wanted to take this opportunity to make the family that had not supported him turn against him... Master, what should I do?"

"It doesn't matter, Lucius, you just do what the Dark Lord says..."Alan didn't seem to care much about it, "you can just remember the name of your family and tell me the name of the family if you agree to support you." ”

Lucius tried to echo but only opened his mouth to make no sound, his head lowered, his hands clasped together, rubbed uneasily, and hesitated to move his steps.

"Don't worry Lucius, I didn't just tell you that your safety is more important than that. Even if Alan can't see through the head of a sorcerer with Occlumency, he knows exactly what Lucius is worried about, "You won't be suspicious." ”

No matter how worried Lucius was, Alan and Luna quickly walked away gently, just as they came softly, Luna waved her hand and took a piece of his cookie with her.

In the Forbidden Forest next to Hogwarts, Alan let a vine quickly wrap around into a bench, and Luna sat down on the chair with a light body, took a bite of the cookie, unscrewed the cap of the Coke bottle, and took a big sip of the Coke.

Coke bubbles were tumbling in the transparent bottle, and Luna burped happily and said, "Lucius was terrified. ”

"Well, but what he reported was a nuisance..."Allen didn't care about Lucius's mood, he responded briefly, and then reached for Luna.

Luna broke off a cookie and handed it to Alan, Alan also took a bite, made of cornmeal, butter, eggs and sugar, Balakum biscuits exude the aroma of milk and butter mixture, which makes people particularly appetizing, after a few bites, Alan clapped his hands and hugged his arms to his chest, thinking about the information he heard - although Voldemort could not be solved for the greater good, but Allen, who wanted revenge after Hermione's attack before, decided not to delay but to act.

Allen's fingers tapped lightly on his arm, and he decided to get back to the tower in a moment and contact Penelope to gather some information about Gringotts—and Alan needed Voldemort's soul right now.

"Why go to Gringotts so much?" asked Luna, who was chewing on a cookie, a little unsightly, squirting out some crumbs of food.

"Helga's golden cup was made into a Horcrux by Tom, and I need to use its soul. ”

"I can't use the soul in my crown and monkey face locket?"

"What? aren't they purified," Alan said for a moment, "you mean they're still in the tower time zone?"

"You're still in the tower time zone if you're useless. Luna took a sip of her drink and responded, "You raised an eight-eyed spider. ”

"It saved me a lot of trouble. "Alan knows, anyway, the soul effect is the same, and the soul in the Dark Lord's Horcrux is nothing more than a higher quality, but it is only a small fragment and it is more troublesome to purify, Luna who is afraid of trouble has not fully recovered at a young age, and when it recovers, it also has the eight-eyed giant spider as a stable supply, so it is natural that it is convenient not to take the time to do something to the soul fragments of the mysterious person.

"Let's go back to the tower and have a look~" Luna gulped down the rest of the Coke and threw it away, burping silently and muttering, "By the way, let's go and see how the male eggs are hatched by Leyford." ”

The two of them stood up, and the vine-turned seats returned to their original shapes.

"Well, I'll have to inform my father about Lucius's report so that he can get ready. Alan plucked a leaf from Luna's head, threw it on the ground and picked up the plastic bottle, "Muggle plastic will take years to degrade naturally, don't litter..."

In Hogsmeade Village, Ron was still waiting at the exit on the other side of the exam room, and when he saw Harry holding up the license he had just gotten in his hand to him, he opened his mouth wide and exclaimed excitedly, "Harry, you did it!"

Harry glanced back at Dumbledore, who was still in the exam room, and handed the license to Ron, who was even more excited than himself.

"Let's go, let's go to three broomsticks and drink butterbeer to celebrate. Harry, who was infected by the excitement of his friends, also decided to celebrate first, anyway, modern Dumbledore can't leave.

In a few minutes the two little lions were in the house with the three broomsticks, and the tavern was more crowded and noisy than usual, warm and smoky because of the apparition exam, and Lady Rosmerta was tending to a gang of chirping witches at the liveliest table in the hall.

Harry and Ron walked to the back of the room, where there was a small table empty near the fireplace, and after taking a spot, Ron took the initiative to order food at the bar, and returned with two large cups of bubbling hot butterbeer and a small basket of snacks - he was in a much better financial situation this semester than before.

Harry and Ron clinked glasses, raised his large glass and took a big sip, and then their eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the most lively part of the hall, not just them, but actually the eyes of the wizards in the bar were almost always there—when a dozen or so witches got together, whether they were all beautiful enough or not, it was hard not to be drawn to them.

Harry's glass to his lips suddenly stopped, and he elbowed Ron and said, "Why is Ginny here?"

Ginny's red curls were noticeable in the crowd, and Ron put down his glass, looked at it, and said, "She was brought over by Ravendra, the witches who worship Professor Trelawney, and they made an appointment to meet here."

Surrounded by the stars and the moon among them was Professor Sybil Trelawney, the professor of divination, whose cheeks were flushed, and she held up an empty wine glass and asked the waiter, Cheryl, "Cheryl, bring me another glass of sherry." ”

"I'm so glad you like our wine, Professor. Cheryl took the empty wine glass, but she didn't mean to refill it at all, "But as a big fan of yours, I have to think about your body, this is the seventh wine you have drunk. ”

"I'm in a happy mood today, these are the good girls who supported my course and the course. Professor Trelawney held his head high, "There are a lot of less clever little wizards in the school who love the old horse's lesson—sorry, it's the centaurs... I asked him...... Dialogue between the prophets...... Didn't he feel the faint vibration that preceded the catastrophe? But he seemed to think I was funny. Yes, it's funny! He doesn't know anything about divination!"

"Professor, we will always love your class!" Lavender Brown sat beside Professor Trelawney, adoring and hating, "That horse man is no match for you, and your divination has been tested and approved by the audience." ”

Ginny gave her a helpless look - you know, at the beginning of the school year, when Lavender knew that Ferenze was not in charge of the sixth graders, he was depressed for a long time.

"The horse probably had been told that I had not inherited the talent of my great-great-grandmother, and these rumors had been spread by jealous people for several years. But if I hadn't proven my abilities to Dumbledore, would he have let me teach at Hogwarts, the best school in the world, and trust me so much over the years?If I hadn't proven my abilities, would the audience have recognized me so much, and would my show have received such high ratings?" said Sybil's voice in a voice that matched her anger with the exaggerated ornaments on her body.

The witches around her nodded heavily, lest it wasn't enough to make Trelawney realize that they were fully supporting her.

Professor Trelawney's drunken voice raised a lot, "I distinctly remember Dumbledore's first interview with me, at the Hog's Head Bar...... I must admit that at first I didn't think he seemed to have much affection for divination, but then ......"

Harry pricked up his ears and listened intently, for he knew what was going on, and Professor Trelawney had made the prophecy that would change his life's experience.

"But then we were rudely interrupted by Severus Snape. Trelawney angrily twirled the bead chain on his wrist, "There was a commotion outside the door. Snape stood outside the door and, saying he had gone up the wrong stairs, but I suspect he was caught eavesdropping on Dumbledore's interview with me, and he was also looking for a job, no doubt trying to learn some lessons...... Well, after that, you know, Dumbledore seemed willing to give me a job, and I couldn't help but think it was because he admired my unpretentious style and talent for taking it easy, in stark contrast to the self-righteous, aggressive young man who hid and eavesdropped through the keyhole..."

Trelawney's next words, Harry couldn't listen to them at all, his face was pale, and he sat there motionless, wave after wave of shock came over him, wave after wave, drowning everything out, leaving only the situation he had not known until then - it was Snape who eavesdropped on the prophecy, it was Snape who told Voldemort the news of the prophecy, it was Snape and Peter Pettigrew who told Voldemort to hunt down Lily, Jaime and their son.

"I've got to find Dumbledore. Harry was so numb to Ron that his voice changed tone, he slammed to his feet, knocked over the table, and ran out of the three broomsticks in spite of it, anger and hatred fighting against shock and excitement in his heart, so that he had completely forgotten that Dumbledore was in the Hogsmeade Village examination room and ran towards the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts.