She seems to be telling the truth! Just as Ron and Harry were about to join forces to subdue Hermione, Luna on the side interrupted the two of them.

"What!" Ron and the others were shocked and looked at Luna in disbelief.

"How did you know that my mentor was sending us to the forest! My guru only told me about it, and I never said it! Luna took a few steps forward and whispered to Hermione.

"I'm from the future!" Hermione glanced at Luna and nodded affirmatively.

"Just tonight we will have the greatest crisis of our lives, Professor Malt, Mrs. Hodge, Klin, Goyle, the twin brothers.... They will all die in the forest, and all of Hogwarts will lose more than half of its students and mentors! ”

Hermione said word for word, her eyes full of sincerity.

"I believe you, because my mentor told me to train the students with blood, and to transform Hogwarts into a battle wizard academy!" Unlike Ron and Harry's disbelief, Luna thought back to her mentor's personality after hearing Hermione's words, and finally realized that this was a real possibility.

"Luna, you trust me!" Hermione didn't expect that even Harry and the others were doubting her, but Luna chose to trust.

"No, I believe in my wisdom and in the unscrupulousness of my mentor!" Luna calmly raised her hand and pointed to her brain.

"You're not kidding, are you?" Ron looked at Hermione and Luna like fools.

"I trust my judgment because my mentor has never been a kind person. Of course, for you people! Luna's fingers swept over the crowd, but she eventually excluded herself.

"Ron, do you believe me!" Hermione asked softly as she looked into Ron's eyes.

"Of course, I just don't believe that I will believe you!" Ron looked at Hermione's looking gaze and nodded.

"What about you, Harry!"

Harry looked at Ron and Luna on the side, and nodded slightly.

"Trust me to come with me to Abbot Dumbledore, we still have two hours to change everything and change the tragic fate that is about to happen before nightfall!" Hermione said as she reached out and pointed to her chest.

"Can you listen to me?" Looking at the reconstituted Gryffindor Golden Triangle, Luna held her book and couldn't help but interrupt the conspiracy of the three of them.

The three of them looked up at Luna's words, only to see Luna shake her head and say affirmatively; "I think even if Dean Dumbledore and Uncle Voldemort came together, I am afraid that it will not change my mentor's decision. Because in my mind, neither Abbot Dumbledore nor Uncle Voldemort are equal beings to my mentor! ”

"What! So what to do! With Luna's words, Hermione was shocked, she didn't expect that what she had done would be so pale. Unlike Hermione's performance, Harry looked at Luna suspiciously, because if he heard correctly, Luna dared to say Voldemort's name, and called him Uncle Voldemort!

Chapter 302 Thousand shouldn't be! Never!

"My mentor has been looking for something for two years, and if anything can make my mentor want to leave, that thing will definitely change the decision he made before!"

"What's that?" Hermione looked at Luna, who was elbowing out, and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, no one knows what it is, even my mentor can't tell, so my mentor has gained nothing all these years!" Luna whispered, nodded at Hermione, and said; "It's the only way, and I can't think of anything else that can change my mentor's attitude and make him let go of his previous decision."

Luna turned to leave, and disappeared from the sight of the three of them with her bare feet. As Luna spoke, Hermione's gaze swept over Harry's and the two, and then ran in a chosen direction.

The wizard's skill is mysterious, and in addition to Professor Trelawney, who is no longer there, there is another person who is also proficient in divination, and that person is Victor, the professor of arithmetic divination who succeeded Professor Trellawney as the new mentor.

No one knows when Professor Trellawney disappeared compared to Professor Victor, who was drunk all day, only that one morning later, all that was left was a parting letter and a clean office.

Truth be told, Professor Trellawney's divination students were not interested, because Professor Trelawney had become more and more eccentric over the years, usually mysteriously not knowing what she was muttering, and sometimes she would speak words that were intimidating, but not inaudible.

So Professor Trellawney's departure didn't cause much repercussions, and no one cared about an insignificant teacher, especially if this teacher was just a witch who was proficient in divination.

"Professor Victor, are you in there?" Hermione led a panting Harry to a wooden door at the corner of a hallway, where Professor Victor lived.

Hermione's face became worse and worse as there were knocks on the door, and Professor Victor was one of the mentors who died in the forest, so Hermione wasn't sure if she could get any guidance here.

However, Hermione didn't want to give up anyway, because if she wanted Professor Qin to believe that what she said was true, she had to convince him that she wasn't lying. Hermione, who had arrived here, longed for Professor Victor's divination to bring even the slightest bit of information to her, so that her claims would be more plausible and credible.

There was only more than half an hour left before the time for the students to set off, and after half an hour, everyone would be teleported to the forest by Professor Qin, and at that time there would be no chance to save them.

"Open the door! Please, open the door! Hermione stood outside the door begging, and as if she heard Hermione's pleading, the door slowly opened under Hermione's longing gaze.

"Hiccup!" With a wine burp, Professor Victor, who had a very bad image, pushed open the door.

Professor Victor was a thin old man, cross-eyed, wearing a green coat, and a drinker.

I saw Professor Victor, who was full of alcohol, opened the door step by step, and then looked at the three uninvited guests outside the door with a blurry drunken eye, and asked drunkly; "Little ones, what are you doing here! Don't worry, I'm going to assemble and I won't be left behind! Professor Victor said, taking a silver flask from his body and taking a few sips, before staggering outside.

"Mr. Professor, we're here to ask for your help, don't drink!" Hermione snatched the flask from Professor Victor's hand, then reached out and pushed Victor into the room.

"How can I help! I'm just a little old man! Victor let Hermione push himself into the room, his cloudy eyes full of slackness, and he muttered to himself in a sad tone.

Victor's room was a mess, with a mess of scratch paper scattered on the floor, and a table with either a book of divination or an empty wine bottle.

Hermione pushed Victor onto the couch before speaking to Victor after Ron closed the door.

"Professor, we want you to help us use divination to calculate what Professor Qin is looking for, if we can't know what Professor Qin is looking for before he sends the students into the forest, then Hogwarts may be a thing of the past from today. And your life will be in danger. ”

Since everyone was unfamiliar with Professor Victor, who succeeded Professor Trellawney, Hermione could only say her thoughts to Victor after a little hesitation.

"Fate is a foregone conclusion, you shouldn't come to me!" Professor Victor looked up at Hermione, then lowered his head.

"Fate is a foregone conclusion! Professor, do you know something? Hermione was stunned when she heard this, she didn't expect Professor Victor, who had always appeared as an alcoholic, to say such a thing.

"We soothsayers don't do divination for ourselves under normal circumstances, because the fate obtained by divining for ourselves may be skewed!" Professor Victor didn't answer Hermione's question, but held out his hand to Hermione and said; "Give me my wine!"

Hermione frowned when she heard that Professor Victor was still drinking, but then handed the silver flask in her hand anyway.

Victor's wrinkled hands trembled as he unscrewed the cap and took a shivering sip of wine. Because of the trembling of Victor's hands, a lot of green liquor slipped from the corners of his mouth, wetting his chest.

"Today's divination class was the same as usual, I went to teach the students after I had a drink. But when I was showing the students the science of divination, my heart suddenly became stuffy, and my hand holding the playing cards even felt like it was burned by flames! Fortune tellers often have a good premonition, and I know that this is an ominous omen, a warning from fate. ”

"Professor, what did you find?" The three of Hermione looked at Professor Victor, who looked like a magic stick in front of them, couldn't help but lower their breath, and asked softly.

"I was scared, I was afraid of my fate! So I ended the course in a hurry, and even broke the rules of a soothsayer and used divination on myself for the first time in my life! Victor said, looking up at the three of Hermione, and sighed softly; In my divination, I will not meet you today, and you have no message to come here! Fate has gone awry, you shouldn't be here! ”

With Victor's words, Harry and Ron also looked at Hermione, because even Harry's head felt swollen at this time, and there was a feeling of insanity.

"What the hell are you talking about! Why do I think I don't understand! Aren't we standing here? Why shouldn't you come! Ron listened to the specious conversation between the two and couldn't help but complain.

"Fate is not immutable, Professor, I want to know what Professor Qin is looking for, if you really see the outside, then please send me!" Hermione asked Professor Victor step by step, and in response to Hermione's aggressive tone, Professor Victor kept shaking his head, and his entire thin body sank into the sofa.

"You shouldn't have come here, I shouldn't have come here, it's not fate.... No.... Oh, my God! What have I done! I shouldn't have coveted the honor of teaching at Hogwarts, and I shouldn't have ignored Professor Trellawney's warnings! Professor Victor grabbed his hair with a look of remorse, as if he had thought of something painful, and refused to say that Qin Hui wanted to find something.

Chapter 303: The Choice of Fate

Professor Victor clutched at his thinning hair and wept bitterly, and when he saw a gray-haired professor look on his face, Harry and Ron's eyes showed a hint of disappointment.

"Professor, calm down, calm down! Tell us what Professor Qin is looking for, I will reverse that tragic fate, I will change everything! Hermione roared loudly, then looked into Victor's eyes and said word by word; Send me a professor and let me change that! ”

"I.... I can't! Fate will not allow me to do that, that is more terrible than death, and I will be punished! Professor Victor slapped the table in front of him, his face terrified.

"Professor, if a living person is meaningless to live, it is better to die! If one person's death can change thousands of futures, then living in pain is not the only option.... Professor, we are not puppets of fate, we are people who fight against fate! ”

Hermione quietly looked at Professor Victor in front of her and said sincerely; "For the changed fate, for the lives of countless people. Help me, help me professor! ”

"We change fate!" Victor looked at Hermione in confusion, because the soothsayer has always been the messenger of fate, and Victor has been pursuing the arrangement of fate all his life, and has never thought of fighting.

Hermione nodded, and said seriously; "Death is not terrible, what is terrible is that there is no reason to live! Professor, think of those innocent lives, imagine that tragic fate! We need to change, we change our destiny, we write the future! ”

"What do you want to know?" After a moment of silence, Victor slowly raised his head and calmly asked the three young but budding students in front of him.

"We want to know what Professor Qin is looking for, and only by knowing what Professor Qin is looking for can we change his decision on this!" Hermione looked at Professor Victor in front of her and whispered.

Victor stood up lightly, staggered towards the bed, and then, under Hermione's bewildered gaze, took out a box from under the bed.

"Professor Qin's strength is very strong, and everything related to him has been distorted by fate, so even if my divination technique is successful, I can only see some fragments of fate." Victor placed the box on the low table in front of the couch, his hand as rough as tree bark, brushing it gently.

"This is my most proficient divination, I call it the Empty Box Fortune Watching Technique!" Victor stroked the patterns on the box, and then opened the empty box under the eager gaze of several people.

"Nothing!" Looking at the bottom of the empty box inside, Ron tugged at Hermione's clothes and whispered in her ear.

"Yes, there is a fateful arrangement in it!" Although he looked old, Professor Victor, who was not deaf or blind, still heard Ron's whispered conversation.

After Victor finished speaking, his hands kept stroking through the runes on the edge of the box, and he looked at the box with words in his mouth.

Professor Victor's hands moved faster and faster, and the rapid incantation in his mouth became sharper and sharper. Slowly, with the layers of mist rising in the incantation sound box, I saw that the fog became thicker and thicker, and in the blink of an eye, the entire room was covered in it.

"Hermione! Harry! Professor Victor! As the fog rose, Ron suddenly found that Hermione, who was standing in front of him and could feel the other party's body temperature, had disappeared. With Hermione gone, Harry was gone, as if they were in an unknown territory rather than Professor Victor's messy room.

The fog stretched as far as the eye could see, and Ron, who was slowly a little frightened, shouted the names of several people, tiptoeing through the fog, looking for the location of the others.

Ron walked alone in the fog, and everywhere he saw was a white expanse.

Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour, an hour. I don't know how long it was, but by the time Ron saw the familiar room again, Professor Victor had collapsed on the floor, tears streaming from his eyes.

"Professor, Professor, you're alright!" Hermione asked worriedly, looking at Professor Victor, whose eyes were closed and panting heavily.

"Professor Qin's fate is really extraordinary, I'm just searching