Rove didn't see Cassandra's portrait, but getting a prophecy was worth it...... Although this prophecy, he still does not understand well. 鍤

Well, to be more precise, he didn't understand it at all.

But prophecy is often like this, never speak well, for fear that others will understand, just like the prescription of the old Chinese medicine, one day you understand it, but you feel that it is false.

After Rove finished his divination exam, he walked out of the North Tower and met Shirley and Hermione, who were waiting for him.

The two girls, who had just finished their arithmetic divination exam, were standing in the hallway, tilting their heads together and staring at their answers.

Rove walked over and asked with a smile, "How did you two do on the exam?"

"It's not good, my arithmetic test failed." Hermione sighed distraughtly:

"I made at least one mistake in the number table, and Shirley was right...... Alas, before the exam, I obviously reviewed similar expressions in "Numbers and Grammar......".

The little girl sighed, looking pitiful and tearless.

Rove comforted, "It's okay, you just need to do well in the other subjects."

"But I didn't do well in other subjects...... My Defence Against the Dark Arts Practice Lesson...... It's a mess." Hermione wrung her hands into each other and said with a sad face:

"I thought I did okay with Transfiguration, but now that I think about it...... It's also terrible."

Rove leaned back slightly, squinted at Hermione, and said, "You'd better speak of yourself."

"It's me." Hermione hung her head and said, "I seem to be failing every class, what should I do?"

"You? Fail?!" Rove was speechless and said, "."

"Then let's make a bet on your final exam results."

"If you pass, even if you lose, you can do whatever I want you to do.

On the other hand, as long as I fail a course, even if I lose, I will be a cow and a horse for you, how about it, it's fair?"

Hermione bit her lip and thought about it for a long time, then finally shook her head and said:

"I don't bet with you, I thought about it, and I feel like I'm okay in the exam."

"It's okay?!" Rove listened to this Versailles to the extreme's remarks, and laughed angrily:

"Hermione, you'd better really be okay, if you wait for the results to come out, you'll be at the top of your grade again, instead of failing every subject...... Wait and see!" 鍤

Hermione grimaced at Rove, then hid behind the ponytail girl with a puff of smoke, took her arm, and laughed coquettishly:

"Shirley, look at him threatening me! Let's deal with him together."

Shirley smiled and asked softly, "How's your divination doing, Rove?"

"Of course it's a perfect score, I still have some talent in divination." Rove boasted.

He also recounted what had happened in the divination school and the prophecy Cassandra had left behind.

Shirley pondered for a moment and wondered:

"I don't understand the first sentence, 'Wait for the sun to rise in the west and set in the east...... Will the sun rise in the west?" 鍤

"On Venus, the sun rises in the west." Hermione, a jack of all trades, explained, "If it's ...... on Earth."

"If you fly from east to west at high latitudes, the speed of the plane is faster than the linear speed of the rotation of the earth's surface, and you can also briefly see the sun rising in the west."

"Your words are too unmagical." Rove shook his head, "Cassandra was a wizard a thousand years ago, how could she possibly know this."

"Then I don't know." Hermione frowned, "The dead will be resurrected, and the old demon lord will return again...... Is that the Dark Lord resurrected?"

Rove remembered Helena, and if he resurrected Helena according to Cassandra's prophecy, it would also be considered the resurrection of the dead.

As for the Old Demon King...... Grindelwald is also the Demon King of the Old World, right?

"The lion and the serpent, the eagle and the badger, all believable...... But didn't you say that Slytherin killed Ravenclaw?" Shirley asked in a low voice. 鍤

"Well, that's where I'm weird." Rove sighed softly, killing the Slytherin of Ravenclaw, how can it not be trusted, right?

Not to mention, the basilisk is most likely still his Horcrux.

"Could this sentence mean that the four academies are united and can be trusted?" Hermione guessed.

"That seems to make sense." Rov groaned.

He had never thought of this angle, but the pattern seemed to open up all at once.

The three of them discussed for a while, but without convincing results, they abandoned the topic and continued to enjoy their leisure time after the exam.

On the last day before the holidays, the students' results came out. 鍤

Hermione, who kept saying that she had failed, was really the first again, and even Shirley, who was in second place, had a lot worse than Hermione in the total score.

Hermione's Versailles behavior really makes people gnash their teeth.

Rove's results fell straight behind, and of course, it wasn't his problem, it was Snape's problem.

Who asked him to give Rove a super low score.

Snape finally had to nod his face and didn't give a straight zero, but this could also be the result of Dumbledore's intervention.

It didn't matter though, as Hufflepuff House went into carnival mode to celebrate their third consecutive House Cup victory.

The main reason for winning this championship was that the Hufflepuff team won the Quidditch Cup and eventually added a lot of points. 鍤

At the final dinner, the auditorium was decorated with a black-and-gold Hufflepuff curtain, and a beating honey badger appeared on the magic ceiling.

Towards the end of the dinner, Dumbledore stood up, looked at all the students, and smiled:

"It's the end of another year, and this year is destined to be different.

There were no fatalities at Hogwarts, and all the teachers and students sat here neatly, no more, no less.

Let's raise a glass and celebrate this wonderful occasion!"

Everyone laughed, clapped desperately, and raised the cup in front of them.

Dumbledore waited for everyone to be quiet before continuing, "Hammer

"Of course, there is also the regrettable thing, which is that our Professor Black has submitted his resignation to me."

"Although I was very reluctant to accept him, I still had to agree to this request out of concern for his life."

"Don't be upset." Dumbledore smiled, "Parting is for a better encounter, let's raise a glass again and bless Professor Black."

Sirius stood up, bowed slightly to everyone, and then took the glass in front of him and drank it all.

The whole auditorium was in an uproar again, and many students were surprised by the sudden news.

"I wonder who the school will assign to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts next semester?" Neville said sullenly.

"A werewolf, possibly." McMillan said jokingly. 鍤

Rove's eyes flickered, and he suddenly remembered Barty Crouch Jr.

In the original plane, Peter Pettigrew met Bertha Jorkins on a visit to Albania and captured her to the Dark Lord.

It was only after Voldemort's torture that he learned from Bertha that Barty Crouch Jr. was still alive.

This is a very coincidental thing.

But now that Peter is dead, it's impossible for Voldemort to hear about Barty Crouch Jr., and Barty Jr. shouldn't be able to come to Hogwarts, right?!

In the second half of the year, will you be able to spend a rare and stable semester?

…… 鍤

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The next day, all students boarded the Hogwarts Express and headed to King's Cross Station.

Sitting in the car, Ralf, Shirley, and Hermione were chatting about their plans for the summer vacation.

"Rov, what about you? Will you go back to the U.S. this year?" Hermione asked.

"I'm not going back." Rove shook his head and said, "I'm going to go to Austria with Dumbledore for the summer vacation to see him as an old friend."

Rove didn't know either

Who is that old man, but looking at Dumbledore's appearance, he is very excited, as if he is going on a blind date.

"How long will it take to get back?" Shirley asked softly. 鍤

"I don't know much about that." Rove shook his head and said, "But I'm sure I'll be in time for the Quidditch World Cup."

"Shall you come too?" Rove invited, "I'll go back and ask Forgidget for some tickets."

"Hmm!" Hermione nodded excitedly, "My mom and dad are interested in Quidditch, and they should be willing to go to the game."

"I need to go back to the monastery first." Shirley frowned, "But it may be difficult to come out this summer."

"Why?" Hermione asked.

"The year before last and last summer, I sneaked out." Shirley sighed slightly:

"This year, the grandmothers will definitely take strict care of me and will not let me be left alone." 鍤

Magic is not allowed outside the school, and if Shirley is strictly guarded, even the room where she sleeps at night is locked, it will be difficult for her to leave the convent.

"It's okay, when I come back from Austria, I'll pick you up at your monastery myself." Rove blinked and said, "Give me your address."

"You're going to the convent?" Shirley's eyes widened.

"What?" Rove put his hands on the back of his head, leaned back in his chair, and smiled, "Aren't you welcome me to see where you grew up?"

"No...... It's just ......."

Shirley bit her lip.

She quickly took out her quill pen, took the boy's palm, and quickly wrote an address in the palm of her hand. 鍤

The ponytail girl raised her bright and moving face, looked at Rove, smiled, and said expectantly:

"Rove, I'll wait for you!"

……

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- Granger's Time Turner Volume, Finale!