Scott's mind kept thinking, and when he reached the door of the auditorium, he remembered that he had to go to the Transfiguration Club that night.

He took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, and saw that it was too late for dinner.

So he simply turned around and went straight to the second floor of the main castle building, and walked into the classroom before the club activities began.

After that, he spent an hour somewhat absent-mindedly.

Probably due to his unusual behavior, Professor McGonagall stopped him after the club's activities.

"Mr. Trollope." Professor McGonagall looked at him, her voice a little stern, "I noticed that you had been a little inattentive during the process. ”

"I'm sorry, Professor McGonagall." Scott reflexively replied.

"I don't want to hear you say I'm sorry, Mr. Trollope, I know you well, I don't think you're the kind of student who would be lazy in your studies." Professor McGonagall added.

Her tone softened a bit, "I would say that if you encounter something that will affect your studies, the best option for you should be to ask your professor for help in time." ”

Scott looked up and saw the concern in Professor McGonagall's eyes.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell the prophecy and seek the help of the professors.

The prophecy sounded complicated and covered something that was clearly beyond his current capabilities, and he didn't think it would be a good idea to face it alone.

Thinking of this, he directly said, "It was an incident that happened that after the afternoon class, I met Professor Trelawney in the back garden of the castle......"

Professor McGonagall's expression changed subtly as soon as she heard the name Trelawney.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, her lips that were already tightly pursed were tightened, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth became much deeper.

Taking a deep breath, she interrupted Scott with some impatience.

"She said something scary to you? For example, prophecies about the day you will experience death? ”

Her voice was visibly sarcastic, and her eyes were fixed on Scott as she spoke, with something incomprehensible.

"Many people know that Professor Trelawney predicts the death of students every year, but her prophecy never came true!"

After saying a few words, she couldn't help but take another deep breath before continuing with the following words.

"I can't understand it." She was still staring at Scott, "You're not the kind of person who would believe her kind of nonsense. ”

Professor McGonagall's series of reactions was so funny that even if Scott was a little heavy at the moment, he couldn't help but smile at the corners of his mouth.

"I know, Professor." He said earnestly to Professor McGonagall, "I know that Professor Trelawney's usual prophecies are mostly a ...... Well, acting. ”

At this, he lowered his voice, "But I also know that she once had a true prophecy...... It's about Harry and the mystery man. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Professor McGonagall's face immediately changed.

She couldn't help but raise her hand and push the square-framed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her pursed lips trembled, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her lips became a little stiff.

It was a long time before she began to speak again.

"I don't know where you got that news."

At this point, her voice became a little unsteady.

"But I can tell you for sure that Professor Trelawney hasn't been able to perform as a divination professor since that day."

At this point, she seemed to have calmed down a bit.

"Speaking of which, I still don't know what the prophecy she uttered that night was."

She said with some dissatisfaction.

"All I know is that Dumbledore was willing to give her a professorship for that prophecy."

Scott could tell that Professor McGonagall had some disdain for Professor Trelawney, including the divination course itself.

It seems that if you want her to take this matter seriously, you have to let her see the scene with her own eyes.

"I know all of what you're saying." "But at the time," he said calmly, "but at the time...... I don't know how to describe it, but you can see it with your own eyes. ”

As he spoke, he took out the panoramic telescope from the deformed lizard's leather pouch and pulled out his own [magic mirror].

Professor McGonagall was about to say something, but when she saw Scott's movements, she changed her tone again, "This is what you invented that can preserve images and sounds?" ”

It seems that she still knows about the hot news in Hogwarts Castle in the last few days.

Scott nodded, drew his wand, and expertly extracted the images and sounds from the panoramic telescope and eagle brooch and introduced them into the [Magic Mirror].

Next, he slid his fingers across the mirror surface of the [Magic Mirror] as quickly as he could, combining "video" and "audio" as fast as he could.

With that done, he turned the [Magic Mirror] around and placed it on the podium in front of Professor McGonagall, tapping his finger at the mirror again.

The otherwise static image on the mirror began to move, and a clear sound was heard at the same time.

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

Professor McGonagall frowned tightly at Professor Trelawney's convulsive gesture in the mirror, and her expression became solemn.

"The scroll of history opens...... The Witch of Resurrection...... The Great Man Who Sleeps...... He wants to devour ...... Defeat at the hands of those who do not exist! ”

The voice coming from [the magic mirror] was a good restoration of Professor Trelawney's voice that was as ugly as the howling of hundreds of female ghosts, and Scott couldn't help but raise his hands and rub his ears, which were a little painful.

It wasn't until Professor Trelawney returned to normal and began to perform pompously that the mirror scene stopped playing again, that Professor McGonagall looked up at Scott.

She hesitated and said, "Mr. Trollope, this prophecy, well, it may be a real prophecy, but it doesn't sound like it has anything to do with you?" ”

"I think I'm the one she says doesn't exist." Scott whispered, "My instinct has been telling me that since I heard this prophecy. ”

He knew that his explanation sounded a little lame, but he couldn't come up with a more plausible explanation.

Does he want to tell everyone that he came through the world, and this world is just one in his original world?

This sounds more like nonsense than his current explanation.

Fortunately, this is the wizarding world, and for wizards who are born with magic, the power of the mind is undoubtedly powerful, and no one thinks that there is anything wrong with a wizard believing his instincts.

Just like that, after hearing his words, Professor McGonagall's eyes appeared worried.

"Professor Dumbledore must be informed of this." An apologetic look appeared on her face again, "I'm sorry, I don't have any experience with the so-called prophecy. ”

Scott could tell Professor McGonagall was trying to keep her composure, and she was trying to hide her concern.

She probably didn't expect that this thing was actually true, and it was beyond her ability.

But Scott was not disappointed, and he was mentally prepared for it, and he could feel Professor McGonagall's sincere concern for him.

After Scott nodded, Professor McGonagall quickly pulled out her wand.

She took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, as if to calm herself.

"Divine Guard!"

Silver smoke erupted from her wand, forming a silver spotted cat that looked between the virtual and the real.

The cat leaped nimbly in the air and left the classroom as fast as it could.

While waiting for Dumbledore to arrive, Professor McGonagall watched Trelawney's prophecy again, trying to use her knowledge to decipher it.

But her reading wasn't much better than Scott's.

Having not heard the prophecy about Thestrals that Trelawney said in front of Luna last semester, Professor McGonagall could only guess that [the witch of resurrection] should be Medea? Slytherin, but she wasn't quite sure.

So Scott told her the contents of the prophecy as well.

As the two spoke, Dumbledore hurriedly pushed open the classroom door and entered, followed by Professor Flitwick.

"Oh...... Scott. Professor Flitwick gasped for breath, but he spoke first, "I heard about ......"

"Felius, Albus, take a look at this first." Professor McGonagall simply handed the [Magic Mirror] in her hand to Professor Flitwick.

"Oh...... I remember ......"

Professor Flitwick had played Scott's [Magic Mirror], so he quickly clicked on the "video".

Dumbledore only had to lower his head, and it was very convenient to watch with him.

"Ho...... History...... Witch ...... Sleeping...... Engulf...... Failed ......"

When Trelawney's overly terrifying voice rang out, Professor Flitwick, with his pointed ears, exclaimed, barely holding the [Magic Mirror] in his hand.

Once again, Scott's ears were hit by tons.

Scott simply covered his ears, but Professor Flitwick endured the torture and watched the "video".

By the time Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick had finished reading it, Professor McGonagall told them what Scott had just said about his "intuition".

Dumbledore only glanced at Scott and didn't object.

Scott understood that Dumbledore would not be as gullible as Professor McGonagall would be to his own explanations, but on the other hand, the old Headmaster was very accommodating to his students in many ways.

He would have believed that Scott corresponded to the prophesied identity of the [Immortal Man], and he would not have delved too much into why Scott was so sure.

For Scott, that's enough.

As for Professor Flitwick...... The way he looked at Scott was the same as Professor McGonagall's look at him at the moment, and the worry was even more pronounced due to his emotional sensitivity.

He looked at Scott worriedly for a few moments before he looked up and asked Dumbledore, "Albus, how do you think this prophecy should be interpreted?" ”

Dumbledore's expression was a little solemn at this time, mixed with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Filius." He whispered, "I can't fully decipher it either." ”

Professor Flitwick said anxiously, "So what to do?" Are we going to start with the prophesied Slytherin lady? ”

"The Witch of Resurrection Stirs Up a Storm." Professor McGonagall repeated a line from the prophecy and continued, "If we can restrain Miss Slytherin's actions and let the so-called storm go away, the prophecy will not hold." ”

Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up, "That sounds like it's going to work, Minerva!" ”

At this time, Dumbledore sighed, "No, the storm has been rolled up and cannot be stopped easily. ”

"Albus?"

Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall looked at him at the same time.

Dumbledore briefly explained the chaotic situation in the wizarding world today.

Flitwick and McGonagall, two professors who were dedicated to teaching and educating people, were surprised and opened their mouths wide at the same time.

If Scott just felt like he was missing several episodes, they probably felt like they were missing an entire season.

"Why is this happening?" Professor Flitwick said distressedly.

Dumbledore wasn't in the same hurry as Flitwick and McGonagall, and he turned his gaze to Scott, who was standing quietly on the sidelines.

"Scott." He said in a kind tone, "Do you have any thoughts about prophecy?" ”

Scott had just wanted to comfort Professor Flitwick and tell him not to be anxious when he heard Dumbledore's question.

Faced with the old principal's question, Scott couldn't help but say the idea that first popped into his head.

"I did have a thought, Professor Dumbledore." He replied.

Facing the gaze of the three professors, he whispered, "If I completely forget the content of this prophecy, will I not be able to prevent me from actively choosing the fate revealed in the prophecy because I am pursuing it?" ”

Hearing his thoughts, both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall pondered.

But Dumbledore said something in an instant that Scott couldn't refute, "How do you know that choosing to forget this option at this moment is not the path to the prophecy?" ”

Scott's mouth opened, a little crying.

He muttered, "In this way, as long as the prophecy happens, it means that it has been chosen by fate, and there is no way to change it?" ”

Dumbledore shook his head again.

"I'm sorry, kid." He said slowly, "I can't teach you the right answer to this question, even if I have lived for more than a hundred years, I have never seen fate clearly." ”

There was a brief silence in the classroom.

None of the three professors came to comfort Scott with the words "the prophecy will end up being good."

Those who were present were wise and well aware that although the prophecy said that the defeat of the great man at the hands of the unsurviving man does not mean that the unsurviving man will have a good outcome.

[The Immortal] sounds like a victory, but a complete victory is a victory, a bitter victory is also a victory, even if you die a second later than the enemy......

No one can say for sure what the final outcome will be.

The silence in the classroom continued for a moment, Professor McGonagall standing still and Professor Flitwick pacing back and forth.

They were still thinking, and Dumbledore spoke again.

He said to Scott, "So, do you want to listen to the advice of this old man of mine?" ”

He had a kind smile on his face as he spoke.

This smile is gentle, with kindness and tolerance; But it is full of power, as if it is fearless of everything.

Scott was also a little infected and couldn't help but smile.

He nodded at Dumbledore, "Of course, Professor." ”

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