"Professor Dumbledore, Hiccup, I'd like to apply to you again to switch me to another office."

"The little room on the eighth floor was too crowded for me, and I couldn't fit the sherry I bought."

"Also, I'm going to raise my salary..."

Sybil Trelawney walked into the principal's office, a half-full bottle in her right hand. With every word, the liquor would sway along with the large chain around her neck.

Calvin turned his head and looked coldly at the drunken divination professor; Dumbledore, on the other hand, showed plenty of patience with the mad wand:

"Sybil, you've come to me many times over this. Your salary is decent enough, and I think you should plan your wealth. As for changing offices, there are no extra offices in the castle at the moment, and I suggest you go to Minerva to coordinate them. ”

"No, no," Trelawney shook her head frantically, "Minerva, you know, I can't get along with her, she doesn't have enough foresight to see where the future is headed...... What's more, I saw in my vision, coming to you, Headmaster Dumbledore, is the right choice. ”

It's been more than a year since he returned to Hogwarts, and Calvin has heard a lot of rumors about the somewhat neurotic Divination professor, one of the most widely circulated being that Professor Trelawney doesn't have real prophetic abilities.

Therefore, she has always occupied this teaching position, and it has also become a proof of Dumbledore's arbitrariness at Hogwarts.

"And Professor Trelawney, since you're here to find Professor Dumbledore, does that mean you see through your vision that Professor Dumbledore will agree to your request?" Calvin asked curiously.

However, Trelawney was a little angry, she raised her voice and shouted, "Don't talk about the future... Youngster. Don't you know that you will die at the hands of an old enemy? ”

Well, she's a liar indeed, I'm just going to die of old age on the couch.

Dumbledore stood up and walked over to Trelawney, "Sybil, I don't think I can meet your needs for the time being, maybe next year, your problem will be solved." ”

"Well, actually, I already knew that this was the end......"

Trelawney drank the remaining liquid from the bottle, and turned to leave the principal's office, but the bottle in her hand suddenly fell to the ground, trembling all over, rolling her eyes, and speaking in an ethereal voice from afar:

"The old era is coming out, and the new era is coming;

The dead return, the lion grows old, and the king in his cloak cuts the knot;

The children of the era are all on the scene, and no one will be spared in this fight......"

After saying this, Trelawney quickly returned to normal, turned around, blinked her big eyes and asked, "I just... What was said? ”

"I think it's some drunken nonsense, Professor Trelawney." Calvin said calmly.

Trelawney nodded, and left the office a little dazed.

Calvin looked at Dumbledore, who had sat down across from him again, "What Voldemort wants to get, is it like the prophecy just now?" ”

Dumbledore bowed slightly, "Actually, the prophecy that Voldemort wanted was made by Trelawney. ”

"What, then, is the content of the prophecy?" Calvin blurted out, but he soon realized that Dumbledore might not tell himself so easily.

Dumbledore said slowly, "It's about Voldemort and the man who defeated him." ”

Calvin frowned, "Is that Harry?" Can you tell me more about that? ”

The old man shook his head slowly, "This prophecy is not trivial. In order to protect this prophecy, I even recruited Sybil into the school to prevent her from being captured by Voldemort or the Death Eaters. ”

"Wait," Calvin questioned, "you recruited Trelawney into the school to protect her. So you mean, there are other people who know about this prophecy, even a Death Eater? ”

Dumbledore nodded, "You're right, when Sybil made his prophecy, he was living in a struggling pig's head pub and was heard by a third person - in my perception at the time, he was most likely a Death Eater.

Even though the eavesdroppers didn't hear the whole story, I couldn't risk leaving Sybil wandering the wizarding world alone. ”

"So this prophecy can't even be told to me?"

"I won't tell anyone about this prophecy except Harry mentioned in the prophecy," Dumbledore took a sip of his tea, "and don't think about getting a prophecy from Sybil. ”

Calvin stopped talking, he lowered his head and pondered for a long time before he said again to Dumbledore:

"Maybe you've made a mistake, Albus. Your actions, I mean, bringing Professor Trelawney back to Hogwarts, may have contributed to the prophecy. ”

"You are the only person Voldemort fears, and he may have confirmed the credibility of the prophecy from your actions."

"Perhaps," Dumbledore put down his teacup, "but there was no better solution than this. ”

Calvin was noncommittal.

After leaving the principal's office, Calvin was thinking about how he could know the contents of the prophecy.

His original idea was to make a fake prophecy ball and a fake Harry to fool Voldemort. But I learned from Dumbledore that Voldemort knew the first few lines of the prophecy, so he couldn't use the fake prophecy ball to fool around, at least he had to put the first few sentences in it.

"At present, it seems that if I want to know the specific content of the prophecy, I can only go to the third party who eavesdropped."

Calvin unconsciously walked to a dark corner in his thoughts, and on the other side of the hallway, there was a small argument between the two people.

"Lucius, is this the task your master has assigned you?"

"I'm just here to protect my son, Severus."

"With me here, you don't have to worry about Draco. I won't help you speak to Dumbledore, you can't hide your careful thoughts from him. You'd better get out of here. That way, we can still be friends..."

Lucius wanted to say more, but Snape saw Calvin walking over and parted with him.

"You don't look in a good mood, Snape." Calvin took the initiative to talk to him.

Snape didn't follow his thread, "Is this your business, Capet?" ”

"What?"

Snape stared into Calvin's eyes for a moment, "Forget it, it's nothing. ”

After saying that, he prepares here.

But Calvin pulled him back, "Severus, what do you think of Professor Trelawney?" ”