divination

It is a very special form of magic, not only among Muggles and wizards, but also among some highly intelligent creatures such as merfolk.

But few races attach as much importance to divination as the horse people, and to the per capita master of divination, in addition to hunting, the most they do every day is to be down-to-earth and look up at the stars...... Appreciate the vastness of the universe and the infinity of time and space.

Rove had always been curious about the Centaurs' means of observation, after all, with their small tribe and industrial standards, it was impossible to build high-precision telescopes.

Is it all about naked eye observation?

Rove hadn't been to the centaur tribe and it was hard to get the details, but the centaurs were so obsessed that they naturally had their own peculiarities in the field of divination.

It's as if Nemelia was able to tell the habitat of Vaswa and could figure out that Rove would pass by...... At least it proves that she doesn't run trains with her mouth like Trelawney.

As a reward for the transaction, Rove needs to give Namelia a batch of potions, including but not limited to hemostats, antidotes, and other items.

There are also herbs in the Forbidden Forest, but pure herbs are definitely not as effective as potions, and you may encounter the centaur tribe, so it is better to trade with Rove.

As the first transaction between the two parties, it is certainly not a surname transaction, but a multiple surname transaction...... There will be long-term cooperation in the future.

Namelia's asking price was reasonable, and there was no lion opening his mouth, and Rove agreed happily without bargaining.

It was a deal that was satisfactory to both parties.

Nymelia lit a bonfire, a flame that reflected her wild face.

Nymelia began to chant, and the huge fruit swayed back and forth under the vines' clothes, shining a milky sheen.

She threw the sage and mallow into the campfire, and in an instant the smell of grass was strong, and the smoke rushed straight into the sky.

As the smoke rose and the chanting quieted, Nymeria closed her eyes.

There was only the fizzling of the campfire in the air, and Rove looked at Nymeria with blue eyes, quietly waiting for the prophecy.

Namelia suddenly opened her eyes, and Rove raised his eyebrows, and said with some excitement: "Figured it out?" ”

"Uh...... No! ”

“……”

Rove was speechless for a moment, you are chanting and campfire, which makes the sense of ritual full, making people's blood boil, his pants are off, just say a ...... No?

"I can't tell the location of Tom Riddle's diary, which you described by the fireworks." Nemelia said softly:

"There is a powerful force that confuses the location of the diary."

"Great power?"

"A profound anti-prophecy magic." Nemelia whispered:

"Some wizards don't want their things to be divined by soothsayers, so they choose to cast this protective magic. There are also many cemeteries to prevent theft by wizards. ”

"That's right." Rove narrowed his eyes, he didn't have the slightest knowledge of divination, and he really didn't understand the taboos in it.

"So, who the hell is this Tom Riddle?" Nemelia wondered.

"Does it matter who he is?"

"Of course." Nemelia hesitated for a moment and said softly: "As long as you don't involve too powerful wizards, I'm pretty accurate, but if you do, it's easy to be counterattacked!" ”

"The famous prophets of history have generally been short-lived because divination is beyond their reach."

Nemelia seemed to be afraid that Rove would not believe it, so she stared at him and said, "I don't lie to you!" ”

"Well, Tom Riddle is Voldemort." Rove said calmly.

“……”

Even though Nemelia was in the centaur tribe, she knew who Voldemort was!

"That's not a diary, you help me divinate who attacked Filch." Rove hesitated:

"It's Filch's hair, and there's certainly no powerful wizard involved this time."

Since the diary can't be counted, divining who attacked Filch can also find the diary.

Namelia threw the hair into the flames, and the dim flames licked the gray sky, black smoke rising and writhing.

Nymelia continued to sing, and her body danced...... Don't say it, her performance alone is worth the ticket price!

The flame was quickly extinguished, and Nymelia suddenly spoke:

"If you move fast, you'll be able to see the man in a room on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle."

Nemelia quickly drew a diagram of a location on the ground.

Such a direct answer surprised Rove a little.

The centaurs like to end with "tonight's xx is xx", and even the Field's oracle, which likes to be ambiguous, is more straightforward than they are.

I didn't expect Nymelia to be so direct.

Rove stepped onto the broomstick and said in a hurried voice, "I'll send the potion." ”

After saying this, he rode his broomstick in a wonderful arc in the air and ran towards Hogwarts.

Nemelia watched the young man's figure disappear, and then wiped the sweat from her chest, and for the first time, she made an improper deal with the wizard...... She's a little nervous.

Rove broke through the air, extremely fast, and it only took five minutes to reach Hogwarts Castle from the depths of the Forbidden Forest.

But as he was about to arrive, he suddenly slowed down.

The broomstick was too loud when it was flying at high speed, and Hermione had been woken up last time and saw him at the dorm window.

Rove, of course, has to learn from experience.

Sure enough, night tours are all experienced!

Rove entered the castle with ease, followed the position given by Namelia, and ran towards the second floor.

From what he knew about Hogwarts, it seemed to be not far from the school hospital...... Bathroom.

Rove's steps became more and more gentle, and the whole person became invisible, his breath was completely hidden, and when he was about to reach the bathroom, he sighed in his heart.

There was a lot of food spilled on the floor, and it seemed that someone had gone to the school hospital and then been caught in the bathroom.

When I got to the door of the bathroom, I had already jumped to the doorknob and opened the locked wooden door.

Rove didn't hide to the side, but stood at the door of the toilet like this, which can be called ...... Daring!

A small wizard, dressed in a black robe with his face completely covered, crouches beside a witch.

- Mrs. Pince!

Mrs. Pince was suffering similar torture to Filch, black smoke coming from her wounds, and the black wizard was collecting the black substance with a bottle in his hand.

Seeing that the door was suddenly opened, the vigilant black-clothed wizard raised his wand, but instead of pointing at the door, it landed on the wall beside him.

With a flash of red light, and with a loud sound that pierced the eardrums, the walls collapsed, and the rubble smashed towards Mrs. Pince on the ground.

The first reaction of a normal wizard is to attack the wizard who opens the door.

But the black-clad wizard was obviously more cautious, he didn't care who was coming, he got out first...... So the first option is to blow up the walls.

Whoever came was certainly friend or foe, and it was impossible to watch Mrs. Pince crushed to death by rubble.

Attack it and save it!

The water pipe in the bathroom burst open, and the water that had been swept towards the wizard in black had to turn around and cover Mrs. Pince.

The black-clad wizard prepares to leave the collapsed wall, but another jet of water rises, turning into a wall of water, blocking the way.

The black-clad wizard turned and ran deeper into the bathroom, burrowing directly into a cubicle, which made Rove stunned.

He continued to control the flow of water, sealing the surrounding walls to create a perfect chamber.

After Rove moved the rubble away, he bent down and picked up the bottle that the black wizard didn't have time to take away, and it was filled with black substance.

Just then, a flame appeared in the lavatory, and then a crimson bird appeared out of thin air, clutching an old man under its claws.

Apparently, the explosion just now alarmed Dumbledore.

Rove put the bottle in his pocket, and then slowly appeared.

Dumbledore didn't expect to see Rove here, and was about to ask, when he heard the young man say urgently:

"Professor, someone attacked Mrs. Pince, who just entered the cubicle and hasn't left yet."

Dumbledore's face was serious, he held his wand, and with a slight wave, the planks of the cubicle disappeared.

Rove frowned.

Because...... The compartment was empty.

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