Chapter 72: The Human Face Doesn't Know Where to Go

Looking at Aberforth's unkind eyes, Calvin didn't plan to dwell on the issue any longer.

"Trelawney and your brother had a conversation at the Hog's Head Bar more than a decade ago, do you remember where they sit?" Calvin tapped the table with his knuckles.

Aberforth rolled his eyes, "Capet, you've asked enough. More often than not, I can't remember, and I'm not a memory ball. ”

Calvin frowned, he wasn't sure if Aberforth wanted to blackmail him again, or if he really didn't remember.

Is the clue broken here? Calvin was a little unwilling.

"Bring me your best drink," Calvin said, pointing to the bar, "and tell me about Trelawney's presence with you." ”

"No problem." Aberforth grinned evilly as he took a glass of red, cloudy liquor and handed it to Calvin, "It's been so long, I really don't remember a lot of things. But I can tell you that Trelawney lived in my room back then. On the second floor, there is a fifth room on the left hand side of the stairs, which is now unoccupied. ”

"Thanks, friend." Calvin drank the spicy liquor and prepared to go upstairs to take a look at his room, but was stopped by Aberforth's thick arms.

"I'm sorry, if you want to enter the room, you have to pay normally, four sike." Aberforth held out his palm to Calvin.

Calvin narrowed his eyes at Aberforth, which was twice as expensive as the normal room price. But he finally auctioned out four silver coins and put them in Aberforth's hand.

"You'll end up in Azkaban sooner or later, I promise." Calvin said coldly to Aberforth.

But the bartender didn't pay any attention to his threat, and smiled and got out of the way to the second floor.

Calvin soon arrives at the room where Sybil once lived, tidy and tidy, and it seems that it is difficult to find clues here.

But Calvin didn't give up, and he found his most sophisticated tracking dog, the Nile, which of course has the most stinking saliva, hoping that it can find clues to Trelawney's legacy from eleven years ago.

The Nile quickly licked the room, and the rich smell of its saliva forced Calvin to cast a soaking spell on himself.

After collecting clues about the Nile, Calvin began to paint with its saliva. Soon, Calvin got a mutilated painting.

It was a woman who looked a little crazy, reclining on the sofa and napping, still talking about unknown dream words.

She's talking. Calvin quickly judged. But if you want to hear what she says, you have to get her moving.

Calvin thought for a moment, lifted his brush, and drew an eye for Trelawney's large, empty eyes.

In an instant, the whole painting came to life, and Trelawney, with her head resting on her hand, kept hanging down, and muttered:

"Young people of the future, if you hear this ballad, it means that you are about to find what you are looking for, go out from here, go out, buy me a glass of wine, and buy me a glass of wine."

With that, Trelawney falls into a deep sleep until the next cycle begins.

"It's amazing," Calvin said as he looked at the neurotic woman whispering over and over again in the painting, and began to believe that she was a real master of prophecy, "can a prophecy count as if I would come to her room today?" ”

Calvin left the stinking room and said to Aberforth like a rubber mask, "Have a glass of dragon's blood whiskey." ”

Aberforth looked at Calvin like a lamb to the slaughter and offered him a glass of whiskey.

Calvin slowly sipped the spicy liquid in a corner while watching the not-so-dense crowd at the bar door, waiting for the prophecy to jump in front of him.

Soon, Calvin saw someone he knew and was supposed to be here - Severus Snape.

How did he end up here? Calvin was a little surprised. He had the impression that Snape rarely drank, and when he did, it was a non-strong drink. And this kind of wine, there is no need to go to the pig's head bar.

Calvin didn't have time to think about it, so he put on his hood and watched Snape's actions in the dark.

Snape was the strongest rum at first. Aberforth seemed familiar with him, and said to him, "Are you late this year?" ”

"The school has been very busy lately, and I am only available today." Snape said coldly.

What do you mean? Does he come every year?

Calvin thought something strange.

Snape drank quickly, rum after rum.

If this continues, it won't be long before he gets drunk. Calvin looked at the alcoholic Snape and thought with a frown.

Sure enough, Snape, who had drunk too much, did not drink any hangover pills, and was already half-drunk.

Calvin took off his hood and sat down beside Snape.

"Hey, Severus," Calvin nudged Snape's shoulder and took the glass from his hand, "do you still recognize me?" ”

Snape looked at Calvin with drunken eyes, and said with some smirk: "Capet! Give me the cup. With that, he snatched the cup back from his hand.

"You can't drink anymore," Calvin put his glass far away, "what the hell is going on, you drink like this." ”

"Lily, Lily, she's dead." A tear slipped from the corner of Snape's eye.

What a lover. Calvin shook his head slightly, trying to comfort him, but was shocked by Snape's next words.

"I killed her, I killed her......" Snape muttered.

They all started talking drunk, and it was Peter who leaked the secret.

"You're drunk, Severus. It's not your fault. ”

Snape stood up and got his glass, "You don't know anything, Calvin. It was I who told the Dark Lord the prophecy that Lily would be killed by him. ”

Snape's hands clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white.

Prophecy!

Hearing this, Calvin was instantly excited, and used his wand to lay down five or six protective magics.

"What...... Prophecy? Calvin asked cautiously, fearing that he had missed a single detail, and poured Snape another glass of rum with the Renewal Charm.

"A prophecy that will kill the Dark Lord, a prophecy that will kill Lily, a prophecy that will make me regret it for the rest of my life." Snape drank a full glass of rum.

Calvin added to Snape, waiting for him to continue.

"If it weren't for this prophecy, the Dark Lord wouldn't have wanted to kill Harry Potter, raid the Lily family's residence, or protect Potter...... Die! ”

"The Dark Lord, he didn't keep his promise and killed Lily. And I'm still alive in the world! ”