Chapter XXXIII: The Descendants of the Prophets

"I can't see you-"

The erratic sound echoed throughout the lounge, and the eager atmosphere froze.

"What did you say?" Xiwen took the opportunity to break free from the crowd, walked up to her, and asked with a frown.

Mannis hurriedly pulled his friend around him and said to Xiwen: "I'm sorry, Manto's personality is rather eccentric, and she often says things that others can't understand, but she actually has no malice!" ”

Xiwen glanced at the silver-haired girl named Manto again, her eyes were still covered with white mist, and this mist seemed to be still floating, which was extremely terrifying!

"Ignore him, Rozier." The senior wizard next to him seemed to be surprised, and said indifferently. "It's just grandstanding. Trelawney was so scaremonizing that she talked all day long, and no one wanted to pay attention to her anymore. ”

"Manto, she's not ......" Mannis anxiously tried to defend his friend, but didn't know how to speak.

Shivin glanced suspiciously at the strange eyes of the little witch named Manto Trelawney, and felt that it was not as simple as grandstanding.

"No, no......" Trelawney still murmured. You should be in the castle's dungeon. ”

"What did you say?!" Xiwen's eyes widened suddenly.

You know, at this time, Xiwen's soul body happened to be interned in the room of the castle dungeon!

Xiwen doesn't know how she did it, is it a coincidence? Or is she really able to see through her inside?

So will her true origin also be seen through by her?

"I can't see your ......," Trelawney murmured, her cold face trembling and looking insane.

Seeing that her friend began to talk nonsense again, Mannis quickly pulled her by the arm and pulled her down the steps, and turned back to Xiwen with an apologetic expression.

Xiwen watched the backs of the two of them as they left, and fell silent.

"What's going on here?" At this moment, Miranda came out with a book and a notebook in her arms, and asked suspiciously.

"It's nothing, it's just that Trelawney was talking nonsense again." The senior wizard said to her.

"Oh?" Miranda glanced curiously at Xiwen, who was contemplating, and then patted him on the shoulder and said. "You're lucky, the herbal medicine class notes have been found."

She walked a few steps, then turned around and called out to Xiwen, who was still in place, "Let's go, how long do you want to stay in our common room?" ”

"Oh good!" Sivin came to his senses and hurriedly followed Miranda out of the door of the Ravenclaw common room.

Walking down the staircase, Miranda suddenly asked, "What did Manto Trelawney say to you?" ”

Xiwen shook his head and said, "I didn't say anything, she just said that she couldn't see me clearly." ”

Miranda looked a little surprised, raised her eyebrows and said, "I thought she would make a prophecy for you?" ”

"Prophecy?" Xiwen looked at Miranda incredulously. "You say she's able to prophesy?"

Miranda said, "What, don't you think she's talking nonsense?" ”

Xiwen shook his head with a wry smile and sighed, "How do I know! But she is indeed a very peculiar person, especially her eyes, which are a little scary. ”

Miranda was silent for a moment, then said, "Do you know Cassandra Trelawney? ”

Xiwen thought about it, but still shook his head: "It seems a little familiar, but I don't have much of an impression." ”

Miranda explains: "Cassandra Trelawney, the most famous prophet of the last century, it's hard to imagine that you don't have a lot of memories of her. ”

Xiwen coughed awkwardly and said, "Is she related to Manto Trelawney?" ”

Miranda nodded, "Manto is Cassandra Trelawney's granddaughter. ”

Xiwen said: "So she can really prophesy? ”

Miranda said, "Who knows? At least as far as I know, Cassandra's daughter didn't inherit her 'Tianmu'. So instead of dwelling on such a thing as prophecy, it is better to grasp the present. ”

She handed Xiwen the notes of the herbal medicine class in her hand and looked at him deeply.

Xiwen took the notebook and nodded approvingly: "What you said makes sense." ”

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As soon as Shevin got out of Ravenclawta, she was chased away by Miranda, on the grounds that Shewin had delayed her morning reading time and she needed to make up for it.

Looking at Miranda's back walking towards the lawn, Xiwen shook his head helplessly. Then he thought of the two notebooks lying quietly in the pocket watch space, especially the thick "Book of Spells", and his mood immediately became happy.

He looked at the time, there were still two hours before lunch, and he could still go to the dungeon to clean up. This time, with Miranda's notes full of spells, it must have gone much smoother.

……

The dungeons of Hogwarts were as dark, damp and eerie as ever, but after last night's extensive cleansing charm, at least there were a lot less cobwebs and dust around Helena and Ghost Xiwen.

Coupled with a few spare candles from the Slytherin dormitories burning around them, some of the darkness that had remained unchanged for years was banished.

The little wizard Xiwen took Miranda's spell notes and handed them to the ghost Xiwen, and the soul and body looked at each other with a tacit smile.

It is up to the ghost Xiwen to learn the theory of the spell, and then the little wizard Xiwen to practice. Xiwen thinks he's a master of time management!

Helena, who was floating next to her, looked at the silent two people with a puzzled face as they reached the action of receiving and delivering the books, and asked puzzledly, "What are you doing?" ”

'Oh no! I almost forgot that we're two people now, oh no, a wizard and a ghost. Xiwen froze.

However, he reacted relatively quickly, and as soon as the ghost Xiwen turned around, he spread out the "Book of Spells", displayed it in front of Helena with both hands, and said, "Didn't we ask Xiwen to ask the senior students for help yesterday!" I'll tell him to bring back a senior note, maybe you can remember the spell you learned. ”

The little wizard Xiwen was also busy nodding his head next to him, indicating that this was right.

Helena glanced at the two of them again, wondering if she had been distracted last night and hadn't heard Stephen tell the little wizard.

But she didn't think much of it, and looked down at the book.

"The people who wrote this book are quite talented." Helena nodded approvingly and said. "But we didn't use these spells in our day, and if you want me to borrow this book to remember, you might be disappointed."

"It's a pity." Ghost Xiwen sighed regretfully, then looked at the little wizard Xiwen with a fake look, and asked, "Can you lend me this book to read?" ”

The little wizard Xiwen also nodded pretending and replied, "Of course, no problem! ”

"So did your senior teach you anything?" Helena asked curiously.

The little wizard Xiwen replied, "Well, a Ravenclaw senior told me a couple of practical methods. ”

Hearing that it was the little wizard of Ravenclaw who told him the solution, Helena looked satisfied, smiled and said, "Then give it a try!" ”

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