"Ho, ho, ho, ......"

Trelawney let out a series of strange sounds in her throat, and her body began to twitch violently.

Her eyes behind the lenses widened as if they were about to burst out.

Her knecks, her wizened hands scratched at her head, turning a mess of hair into a bird's nest.

More than a dozen strange-shaped necklaces hanging from her slender neck collided with each other and made a crackling sound.

"it!"

Scott blurted out.

It seems to be an instinct.

At this time, only these two words that went deep into the bone marrow in his previous life can fully and profoundly express his feelings.

At this moment when his heart was full of "slots", and he didn't know what his psychology was, he took out the panoramic telescope from the deformed lizard leather bag on his waist as quickly as he could, and activated the eagle-shaped brooch pinned to his chest.

At this moment, it was as if something was affecting Scott and Trelawney.

By the time Scott had the "recording equipment" ready, Trelawney shuddered and stopped convulsing.

Her round eyes rolled up, their sockets were almost all white, her expression was blank, and her hands were curled up in her chest and shaking.

"The scroll of history opens, and the resurrected witch rolls up the storm and distorts the vision of the clairvoyant!"

She began to speak, in a very unpleasant voice, like a roar and a wail, like a hundred female ghosts howling at the same time.

"The Great One who has fallen asleep will awaken and take the legacy of the Eternal King!"

The voice grew sharper and sharper, like countless fingernails scraping across the blackboard at the same time, and Scott gritted his teeth and frowned.

"He wants to devour the unsurviving in order to escape from the shackles of fate!"

Scott felt his hairs stand on end.

"He will fail, at the hands of those who do not exist!"

Just as Scott felt like her hair was going to stand on end, Trelawney finally shut her mouth.

Then, another series of strange noises came out of her throat, and her body twitched violently several times.

In the end, her slender neck seemed to hang down weakly, and the whole person was completely quiet.

Scott continued to record the scene with a panoramic telescope.

After a while, he heard a snoring sound coming from Trelawney's body.

She seemed to fall asleep standing up like this.

“……”

Scott twitched the corners of his mouth hard.

"Professor Trelawney." He whispered.

Trelawney's voice continues.

"Professor Trelawney!" Scott raised his voice.

Trelawney woke up violently, staggered two steps, and nearly fell.

But she stubbornly held on.

"Oh......"

She raised her head and parted the messy hair covering her face with her slender fingers, her expression like waking up from a big dream.

It took a while for her out-of-focus eyes to regain their focus.

It's just that she soon began to pretend to be a ghost again.

"Oh, my poor boy."

As if instinctively, she picked up on her previous scene, looking at Scott's eyes with deep pity.

"Hiccup!"

A sudden hiccup disrupts her rhythm.

"Oh, where are we, my child." She asked Scott casually.

Scott quietly put away the panoramic binoculars and reminded her in a calm tone, "You seem to have drunk too much, Professor Trelawney." ”

"Nope." Trelawney denied it, "I...... I just need some alcohol to relax......"

The more she spoke, the more fluent she became.

"Drinking is a must for me, and I always see too much and it overwhelms me."

At this moment, Scott has no intention of messing with her.

His mind kept replaying the prophecy that Trelawney had just uttered in his special state, and he felt the smirk on his face stiffen like never before.

Trelawney seemed to sense something, too, and the pretentious expression on her face stiffened a little.

Judging by her expression, she didn't know that she had just made another real prophecy, and she probably thought that she had made a foreign appearance in front of the students because of alcoholism.

But she still forcibly grasps her great prophetic temperament to the core.

"What shall I say?" She sighed faintly, "It's a pity that your closed eyes can't guide you in the right direction, so you didn't choose my class." ”

She began to walk forward, but stopped when she reached Scott's side, then turned her head slightly to look at him out of the corner of her gaze.

"Poor boy, if you want to break through the fog and know some truth about fate, come to me in the divination classroom in the North Tower."

After saying that, she sobbed loudly, as if she couldn't bear to look at Scott anymore, and hurriedly left.

Scott turned his head to look at her back, and only the slightly messy footsteps revealed her inner turmoil.

But Scott's mood at the moment was even more messy than that of the divination professor, and he was just using his reason to force the violent undercurrent in his heart.

When Trelawney left, the complicated thoughts that Scott had forcibly suppressed just now suddenly surged out.

Once again, he carefully reviewed the prophecy that Trelawney had uttered—

[The scroll of history opens, and the resurrected witch rolls up the storm, distorting the vision of the clairvoyant!]

The Great One from slumber will awaken and claim the legacy of the Eternal King!

He wants to devour the unsurviving in order to escape from the shackles of fate!

He will fail, at the hands of those who do not exist! ］

What does this mean exactly? Scott pondered inwardly.

He had thought about these words many times, but he still didn't seem to understand.

In his mind, [The Resurrected Witch] meant Medea, [The Eternal King] was supposed to refer to the legendary King Arthur, and [The Undying Man] was most likely referring to him Scott.

But who can tell him......

What is [Scroll of History]? Is it history itself, or is it a book?

And what is [Clairvoyant]? Whose eyes are they referring to, or is it some kind of magical object?

Who is [the great man]? Referring to the legendary Merlin or one of the Hogwarts Four?

[Legacy], [Devouring], [Shackles of Fate], these words he can't decipher!

Scott felt like he had a splitting headache.

For a moment, he even wanted to give himself an amnesia spell to completely forget about the prophecy.

From a rational point of view, Voldemort's behavior and the resulting results after learning of the prophecy tell people a truth-

The pursuit of prophecy is tantamount to actively choosing the fate revealed by the prophecy.

That seems to be a way of doing more than it costs.

But Scott hesitated.

He thought that he shouldn't give up the clues he had learned in advance, but he also worried that this was the effect of the prophecy that was starting to work.

He even began to suffer from gains and losses, and his mind fell into complete confusion.

"Scott! Scott! Scott! ”

The familiar call brought Scott back to his senses.

"Scott, what's wrong with you?"

Scott turned his head and looked at the raven standing on a kapok plant in the flower bed.

Rimbaud tilted his head, flapping his wings a little uneasily, and two round black eyes were staring at him.

"What's wrong with you?" It lowered its voice and asked worriedly, "I've never seen you like this." ”

"I'm fine." Scott said.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows with his thumb and forefinger, forcing himself to calm down again.

"What happened?" Rimbaud asked again, "I was waiting for you in the Forbidden Forest for a long time. ”

Scott forced a smile, "I'm sorry, I met Professor Trelawney here just now and talked to her for a while. ”

Rimbaud tilted his head again, "Trelawney? Is she a mad witch with messy hair? ”

"You know her?" Scott was a little surprised.

Rimbaud shook his head slightly, "I don't know who Trelawney is, but I saw a mad witch in the Forbidden Forest, and she secretly threw an entire case of empty wine bottles into the lake in the Forbidden Forest. ”

"I see." Scott laughed dumbly.

He had thought that Professor Trelawney had come here to meet him by chance, following his instincts.

It turned out to be a sneaky toss of wine bottles.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows again.

But isn't that even more of a coincidence?

You know, Scott and the professor of divination who has been living in the North Tower for a long time have never crossed paths.

He had only seen her at the beginning of the school year or the end of the school year, and she had even missed several times in the past at the beginning of the school or the end of the school year, and she had never appeared at the Halloween dinner every year.

"Scott." Rimbaud called him again, "Are you really okay?" ”

Scott just wanted to say that it was okay, but suddenly reacted, he was in front of Rimbaud, and he didn't need to pretend to be anything.

"I don't know if it's okay." He had a distressed look on his face.

However, Rimbaud is only a product of following Scott's orders, it is very intelligent and more and more human, but it is still not very sensitive to human emotions, and it does not care about Scott's ideas.

It looked left and right, flew up again and looked around, and after making sure that there was no one else in the whole garden, it stopped on the kapok again, and spoke in a normally sized voice.

"Looks like you're in a bad mood." It says, "Then let me tell you some good news." ”

At this time, Scott also reacted, and quickly took out his wand and arranged a soundproof spell.

He took several deep breaths before he smiled and said, "Now don't worry, what's the good news?" ”

"Is it good news that someone you hate is being imprisoned in Azkaban?" Rimbaud flapped his wings and asked expectantly.

"Oh?" Scott raised an eyebrow, "Is it the Death Eaters and Green-robed men captured by the Aurors?" Who are they? ”

"Most of them don't know each other, and some have already used their connections to get away with it." Rimbaud said, "But, both members of the Yaxley family are in!" ”

"What's going on?" Scott's eyes lit up.

"You'd never think of it!" Rimbaud saw that Scott looked a little happy, and he also became happy, "The oldest old guy in the Yaxley family is a green-robed man, but his son is a Death Eater!" The father and son were unlucky again, so they were both arrested! ”

"Bet on both ends, swaying from side to side? How dare they do such a thing? Scott's eyes widened in surprise.

Rimbaud nodded repeatedly.

Rimbaud has come to know more and more since he was nurtured by Scott.

In addition to being a little less sensitive to the direct interpretation of emotions, it can already see the ins and outs of some events very clearly, so it is also relatively clear to explain to Scott at the moment.

It told Scott, "Those green-robed men have Medea's hidden power in the Ministry of Magic to help them get away with it, and the Death Eaters are pure-bloods and powerful in their own right, but both sides have given up on the Yaxley sons!" ”

Scott couldn't help but wonder if he was a bit stupid to put so much effort into dealing with the Yaxley family.

Look at it now, it's clear that he hasn't done anything, and they're already going to stupidize themselves to death.

But for now, he's curious about another thing.

"Has the Ministry of Magic been completely widened now?" He asked, "Those guys attacked the Aurors, and they were able to get those guys away with it so easily?" ”

He always felt that things were a little fantastical, "I remember that Dumbledore was also a member of the Wizengamot. ”

"Don't doubt it." Rimbaud said humanely, "The Ministry of Magic is in complete disarray, and now that even the Minister Fudge has joined the Green-robed Order, he is now close to Milton's father, Mr. Grevis. ”

Scott felt that things were moving a little too fast, "What is this called, can you join if you can't beat it?" ”

He just took the opportunity to make the academy promo for two weeks to have fun, how did it feel like he was jumping to watch a TV series, accidentally missing several important episodes?

"Now the magic section is divided into three factions."

Rimbaud continues to introduce Scott, and it seems that he has really eaten a lot of melons lately.

"The first faction is the Green Robe Order under Medea. The members of this force are all-encompassing, even including some pure-blood families who are close to her. ”

"Since Fudge joined, they've become one of the most powerful factions in the Ministry."

"The second faction is a union of another part of the pure-blood family. Most of them were associated with the Death Eaters and were staunch pure-bloods, which led to their inability to accept Medea's idea of treating Muggles and half-bloods equally. ”

"Speaking of which, the members of this part are the most powerful, but they are not united, and they have each other's grievances, so the overall role is not as good as that of the first faction."

"The third faction is dominated by some officials of the Law Enforcement Division and the Aurors, including some wizards with Dumbledore as the leader, and most of them are just huddling together in desperation."

"Most of these wizards have lowly official positions, no power and no power, and they don't have a big say in the Ministry of Magic, and can only rely on Dumbledore's prestige."

"In short, this faction is interspersed with the struggle of the other two factions and is already on the verge of being marginalized."

Rimbaud's long list of narrations is clear and vivid, and it is very successful in giving Scott a glimpse of the current situation of the Ministry of Magic, which simply impresses Scott.

"You ......," he looked at Rimbaud with some surprise, "and you haven't seen you for a few weeks, and your progress is too great." ”

Rimbaud raised his head triumphantly and flapped his wings happily.

"I found the joy of observing human beings." "Watching those people fight each other every day, I feel like I'm learning more and more." ”

Scott almost blurted out a sentence of "" again.

Is this the right path to evolution?

The feeling is that the environment it has been exposed to before is too simple, and there are too few samples for it to be exposed to?

After saying goodbye to the happy Rimbaud, Scott walked towards the castle with a heavy head.

Another terrible-sounding prophecy, and another chaotic situation at the Ministry of Magic.

His brain received so much information in a short period of time that he couldn't bear it.

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