Chapter 115: The Splitter and the Prophecy of Death
Think about it, how could Salazar Slytherin, one of the Big Four, be willing to live as humbly as a bug.
Pride prevented him from being a remnant ant, so he discarded the study of Horcruxes.
"Could it be that Voldemort found something about Horcruxes here?"
John thought it was possible, but it only mentioned that there was such a thing as a Horcrux, but there was no real information.
None of this mattered, though, and John needed to find a way to separate his soul.
He was searching inside the Slytherin Vault, where large quantities of information were piled up, no wonder Salazar Slytherin was at odds with Gryffindor.
There's more information in it than in the forbidden section, and although knowledge isn't getting better as you get older, Salazar Slytherin is amazing, and many of the things in it are not only outdated, but also very impressive.
John learned a lot in it, especially in the attainment of the soul.
"Time and soul, two untouchable taboos."
There has always been a legend in the wizarding world that those who study these two things die miserably without exception.
John simply didn't go back to the dormitory, and went straight to sleep in the secret room.
He is like a dried sponge, greedily absorbing knowledge.
The next day, John left the chamber to go to class.
At this time, the disadvantages of choosing all the classes came out.
At 9 a.m., the divination class collided with Muggle studies and arithmetic divination.
Although John knew that this would happen, he couldn't help but have a headache.
"I don't know how Hermione solved it."
He makes his way to the auditorium and meets the newly enrolled Heinrich and Malfoy.
Coincidentally, Malfoy opted for arithmetic divination, and John was pleasantly surprised to give Malfoy a badge of stars.
Malfoy was stunned, and then ecstatic, the surprise came too suddenly, he didn't expect to be admitted by John so quickly.
"Don't get me wrong, I want you to wear it to class so I can hear it."
John interrupted his pleasure, and he was ready to use the method of interoperability of the nine badges to make himself a split-screen class.
Malfoy wilted, and Heinrich stared at the badge and said, "Give me a piece." β
John thought about it, it's not impossible, people came all the way from Durmstrang, and the strength is also understood, and he is definitely the top among the students.
"Here you go."
Taking out the badge, John personally put it on Heinrich.
This scene made Malfoy jealous, and he yelled, "Why should he have it?" β
Obviously I came first!
Malfoy's sour look, John glanced at him and said lightly, "He's strong enough." β
To put it simply, Malfoy was speechless.
Yesterday, I don't know which bastard mentioned it, John picked on Slytherin, and Heinrich duel with the Slytherin students on the spot.
As you can imagine, Heinrich was not as relaxed as John, and there was no Slytherin to be his opponent.
Malfoy was also on, ready to teach this friend a lesson, and was petrified in the break room for a few hours.
Saying that Heinrich was the strongest under John, Slytherin was still convinced.
It's also because of John, Slytherin is now full of militants, they duel at every turn, and rely on strength to decide their status.
Power reigns supreme.
These words are almost replacing Slytherin's original purebloods.
After solving the arithmetic divination, John went to find someone who could study Muggles instead of himself.
Daphne offered herself, her beautiful eyes staring at John's badge.
John gave her the badge, and Daphne smiled beautifully.
Class time is approaching, and John is interested in divination lessons.
He has a prophetic blessing that has not yet been triggered, and perhaps a divination class can bring out his potential.
There were also some episodes at breakfast time.
Since Heinrich looked like a vampire, the Weasley twins secretly added garlic to his milk.
Heinrich took a sip, spit it out, and drew his wand to find someone to settle the score.
Relying on their familiarity with the terrain, the twins ran ahead of the curve.
"Alas, naΓ―ve."
John shook his head helplessly, took out mapo tofu-flavored ice cream from his small bag and invited Malfoy to eat.
Malfoy took a bite, and the expression was as if he had eaten nine turns of the large intestine.
John's face did not change, indicating that he went to class first.
The divination class was in the Astronomy Tower, a place John hadn't been to either.
Luckily, he had a map of the live spots, and when he came to the Astronomy Tower, he found the trapdoor panel above.
Before he closed the map, he didn't notice that there were three Hermiones on the map.
The trapdoor panel lowered the ladder, and after John went up, several people had already come.
"Neville, you're so early."
John saw Neville and came over to greet him.
This classroom is more of a mix of an attic and a teahouse than a classroom.
There are many small round tables with calico armchairs and bulging pods around them.
Everything in the room was lit by a hazy red light, the curtains were drawn tightly, and many of the lamps were covered with large crimson scarves.
It was so stuffy inside that it was almost breathless.
Beneath the mantelpiece, the fire burns brightly, and there is a large copper teapot on top.
The tea boiled in it doesn't smell very good, and the taste is so strong that it makes people a little disgusting.
John found a place to sit down, and the first thing he saw was Professor Sybil Trelawney hiding in the shadows.
Her image is also quite in line with the imagination of a soothsayer, like a giant beetle, very thin, but a pair of large glasses magnify his eyes several times as much.
He was dressed in a strange outfit, with a lot of beads and chains hanging on his body, and a lot of bracelets and rings on his hands.
John looked at her, thinking about Harry's prophecy.
This woman looks crazy and magical, but she is actually very accurate.
Professor Trelawney also noticed John, and she seemed to sense an inexplicable quality in John.
She suddenly stepped out of the shadows and quickened her pace to John.
Wide-eyed stared at John's eyes, and there was a hint of ethereal in her voice, like a prelude to a magic stick to cheat money.
"Kid, I feel a gift in you."
Professor Trelawney appears, causing the students in the classroom to exclaim, none of them realizing that there is anyone there.
With his hands on John's eyelids, Professor Trelawney's voice became unreal.
"Take it easy, try to sense, communicate, your aura is very dazzling, you can see far into the future."
The sight took the other students away, and as Professor Trelawney guided him, John relaxed, and a stream of color appeared in his unopened eyes.
"Okay kid, tell me, what do you see now?" Professor Trelawney let go of her hand.
John closed his eyes and activated the foresight.
"I saw Hermione coming."
As soon as John's voice fell, the three little ones entered the classroom.
The scene was full of weirdness, and Harry saw Professor Trelawney and John like a giant beetle.
Professor Trelawney exclaimed, "You have a lot of talent. β
Harry didn't know why, and secretly approached Neville to ask.
Neville said with adoration, "John prophesied that you would enter the classroom. β
Hermione Joan furrowed her nose and said, "John knew we were coming in, and we met him in the Great Hall. β
Hermione didn't believe the lesson, believing what she saw more than the ethereal and elusive.
She thought maybe John was just joking with Professor Trelawney.
Harry and Ron looked at each other, and thought so.
Professor Trelawney was pleasantly surprised to see John so strong, and she herself was punctual and punctual, but most of them were not taken seriously.
So even among professors, there are many who feel that they are a liar.
Now that his chance to prove himself has arrived, Professor Trelawney guides John once again.
"Child, you can also see further, relax your body, and leave everything to Tianmu."
She guided John, who listened to her voice and quickly entered a sense of non-existence.
He seemed to see a lot at this moment.
And to outsiders, John snapped open his eyes.
There was a vast white expanse of white in his eyes, and a suffocating depression emanated from John.
He grabbed Professor Trelawney's hands and made her exclaim.
"When the moon is full, the wolf's roar is accompanied by the howl of the dog, the rat is on the run, the old man from afar meets again, the one who does not know the truth will cut off his calf, and the one who has broken the taboo will be drowned by the black tide."
This passage came out of John's mouth almost as if he were chanting.
Everyone felt a chill, and Professor Trelawney didn't expect it to work so well.
As John finished speaking, he came out of that strange feeling, and he blinked, and Professor Trelawney in front of him gasped.
"Sorry Professor, I didn't mean to."
John hurriedly let go of his hand, and Professor Trelawney pulled out a smile and reluctantly said, "It's okay, kid, you made it." β
The pressure on the students dissipated, and they were like a bomb being detonated.
"Drowning in the black tide, it's like a death prophecy."
"John Wick has prophesied death."
"Is this true, sure they aren't deceiving us?"
"Anyway, that's John Wick."
The chatter even drowned out Professor Trelawney's cries, and they couldn't calm down at the moment.
Even Hermione, who didn't believe in divination classes, was a little unsure whether it was true or not.
Harry heard the dog's wail, and his brow furrowed as he thought of the big black dog.
Regardless, this lesson gave the little wizards enough gossip.
Soon, the prophecy of John's death spread.
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