"W-excuse me?" Harry asked quizzically.

Malfoy's face was horrified, and a series of wizarding horror legends such as vampires and corpses had already popped up in his mind.

He looked around, found Zhang Xiao's location, and quietly moved in his direction little by little.

But Professor Trelawney was completely unresponsive to what was happening around him.

Because she had just taken off her glasses, her slightly red and swollen eyes were clearly revealed.

Harry and Malfoy became more and more panicked, and they both hid behind Zhang Xiao, and the two of them dared to bet on the wealth of the Weasleys.

Trelawney must have had some kind of illness, because it is impossible for a normal person's eyes to turn so fast.

"Zhang Zhang, should we run first? Report professor or something? ”

Malfoy swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued in a determined tone:

"She looks like she's going to transform, I read a book before, and the old witch in it is like this, her neck suddenly broke, and then a big python came out of it!"

Well? Zhang Xiao frowned, always feeling that this story was a little inexplicably familiar.

"Zhang, do we really leave her alone?" Harry hesitated, wondering if he wanted to run to the school hospital.

At this point, Professor Trelawney spoke again, still in a hoarse, eerie voice, not quite like her own, but like a demon whispering.

"This is an irreversible fate. The darkness is condensing, and the desires are twisting. The box is about to be opened.

No one can escape, and everyone will be caught up in it. The brave man who destroys and destroys loneliness is almost unable to hold on.

He was the bravest one. Pathetic. The hero's tragedy has begun to play. No one knows his exploits

The Dark Lord covets this twisted power. But they never understood that this was self-defeating."

Malfoy and Harry were startled by the garbled babbling, and Zhang Xiao felt that her arms were pinched and painful.

They noticed that Trelawney's eyes could no longer see a little black pupil, and turned into a terrible white, she trembled more and more, and suddenly looked at Zhang Xiao.

Immediately afterward, Trelawney was heard screaming like never before, and blood was pouring down her eyes, nostrils, and ears.

Looking like an unusually terrifying wretch, Harry and Malfoy were startled and let out even higher pitched screams.

"Ah——————————!h

Trelawney trembled more and more, and she pointed at Zhang Xiao: "You are the one who is destined to do so. You. It doesn't belong to."

Zhang Xiao's face sank like water, and her eyebrows were tightly wrinkled together.

Professor Trelawney's trembling suddenly stopped, as if the power had been cut off, and her forehead slammed down to her chest.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but shudder.

"Is she dead?"

Malfoy's throat seemed to be choked, and he didn't even dare to breathe, Harry shook his head, showing only two eyes, and looked carefully over Zhang Xiao's shoulder.

With a groan of pain, suddenly, her head snapped and rose again.

Harry and Malfoy shuddered again, and they were gone! Cheated corpse!

"Sorry, dear child." Professor Trelawney looked up, revealing a 'horrific and horrifying' face.

As if in a dream, he said, "Ah, it seems too hot. You know, it's easy to get sleepy in the heat, and I looked at the stars for a long time last night, so I slept."

Harry and Malfoy were dumbfounded as if they were watching a horror movie, hiding behind Zhang Xiao's back at a loss.

In the next second, Professor Trelawney felt a little uncomfortable on his face, but he just touched it and put it in front of him, and the smile on his face froze.

She glared at the blood on her hands, gurgled in her throat, and fell neatly.

The little wizards who have just finished their exams are ready to have some fun and have their last carefree happy time.

But I heard a new gossip - Professor Trelawney tried in vain to predict a big wave, but as a result, his limited ability was tragically counterattacked, and he is currently lying unconscious in the university hospital.

It's amazing!

Except for those little wizards in the third and fourth grades, as well as some girls who don't have good brains, who doesn't know that Trelawney is a 'divination squib' who has no ability and relies purely on flickering?

Except for breaking vases and twisting her feet, she has never heard of any famous prophecies that she has ever had, compared to her ancestor, the famous soothsayer Kassandra Trelawney, which is simply insulting to fame.

Now trying to predict a big wave?

The young wizards were discussing in the auditorium, and even the frustration that the weirdos Euric and Yudic had been confused during the previous history of magic exam were thrown aside.

Ron held the roasted golden chicken leg in both hands, pressed his wrist to his head, and looked at the empty seat next to him—a position that normally belonged to Harry.

"A little, a little!" He said to Hermione in annoyance, "If I leave a little later, I'll be a witness to the Trelawney incident!"

Hell, I never missed anything big in school! ”

"Then so you can have a new story to tell, right?" Hermione was merciless in exposing Ron's true thoughts.

Ron was dissatisfied: "Hermione! I'm obviously very good! ”

Hermione instinctively wanted to say something, but suddenly fell silent, because Ron was right, he was indeed very powerful, Harry's daunting training in life-fighting.

Only Ron gritted his teeth and persevered, which almost improved his strength by leaps and bounds.

"Well, I'm more concerned about what Trelawney prophesied than that."

Hermione muttered as she stared at the pie on her plate.

"Soon Harry will be back, shall we ask him?"

Ron shoved the chicken leg into his mouth and replied vaguely, completely unimpressed.

Dumbledore removed his wand from Trelawney's body, tucked it into his sleeve, and slowly stood up.

"How's Sybil doing?"

Professor McGonagall looked worriedly at Trelawney, who was lying on the bed in the hospital room not far away, and asked Dumbledore.

"Nothing for now, it's like a coma from collapse and panic."

Dumbledore shook his head slightly, he glanced at Zhang Xiao, a smile floated, and then said:

"Don't worry, Minerva, our Potions teacher, Professor Snape, says he has a wealth of experience dealing with this situation"

Behind him, Snape was skillfully adjusting a modified version of the Water of Life and Death—a potion he had made up at random for what he had just found interesting.

The young dean never imagined that this kind of 'gadget' would one day become the potion he had survived the most in his life.

Who is to blame for this?

Zhang Xiao's old face turned red, and she couldn't help but touch her Qiankun bag, which still contained a modified version of life and death water from Professor Snape, which was enough to use for ten years.

Professor McGonagall let out a long sigh of relief, but the worry in her eyes was still palpable.

"Alas, I knew that Sybil had been under a lot of pressure, but I didn't expect that."

The chubby Professor Sprout wringed her fingers, and on her head she wore her wide-brimmed hat surrounded by green leaves:

"When Sybil wakes up, I'll treat her to the most delicious meal and tell her she doesn't need to put so much pressure on herself"

Behind the professors, Harry and Malfoy huddled together and muttered quietly.

"Doesn't Professor McGonagall dislike Professor Trelawney? How do you look caring? ”

"Maybe that's the vice-principal's responsibility?" Malfoy whispered a guess.

Harry thought carefully about Professor McGonagall's person, nodded and was silent for a while, but still couldn't help the curiosity in his heart, and once again put his elbow against Malfoy's waist.

In his disgruntled eyes, he asked:

"Zhang told us earlier that maybe Professor Trelawney made a real prophecy, what do you mean by that prophecy?"

Malfoy glanced at him impatiently, his hands behind his back, and his whole person exuded a kind of arrogance:

"How many times have you said it, the Potter-Malfoys never believed in prophecy, and no one would study it."

With unparalleled confidence, he said loudly:

"Malfoy doesn't need prophecy, and he doesn't have the slightest relationship with prophecy!"

Harry rolled his eyes and decided not to pay attention to Malfoy's Eye Pack.

But the strange thing is that after Harry ignored Malfoy, Malfoy took the initiative to come up and whispered:

"Though Trelawney must have been dizzy from her own scent, babbling gibberish.

But if you insist that it's a prophecy, all I can say is that she's scaring people? ”

"Scare?" Harry decided not to pay attention to Malfoy, but Malfoy's words ignited his curiosity once again.

"Yes, scare." Malfoy snorted softly through his nose, "According to Professor Trelawney, our whole world is about to be destroyed."

How is this possible? ”

Harry nodded silently, thinking that Trelawney was indeed talking nonsense, the destruction of the world?

How is it possible, it's not a story, and the world will be destroyed at every turn.

"And the Dark Lord covets this power, which eventually destroys the world, and he himself was consumed by this power in the first place."

Malfoy adds his own opinion, and it is full of sarcasm:

"The Dark Lord touched a force beyond his control to destroy the world, and it made people laugh out loud.

My dad used to be around. Well, I said that the Dark Lord just wanted to rule the world, to enslave the Muggles, and if he destroyed the world, he would be left alone.

So who does he rule? ”

Harry nodded his head as he said this, he had never found Malfoy to have such good analytical skills.

"So—" Malfoy's eyes were blazing, and the confidence he exuded grew stronger and stronger, "None of this is going to happen."

There's no way the Dark Lord would do such a thing, unless he's in a bad head?

Do you believe the Dark Lord has a bad brain? ”

Harry shook his head firmly.

Malfoy retracted his gaze in satisfaction: "So—it's completely impossible!"

I'd rather doubt that the Malfoys were born prophets, and I wouldn't believe that the Dark Lord, who brought fear to the world, was a fool! ”

Just as the two were whispering, they suddenly heard Dumbledore ask softly:

"Harry, Malfoy, Chang, according to what you said - Sibini said something before he fell?"

Before Zhang Xiao could speak, the two conspicuous bags had already nodded scramblingly:

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Trelawney, what did he say about the world—"

Dumbledore waved his hand to stop them from continuing, but after a moment of silence, he turned to Professor McGonagall and said:

"Minerva, I'm afraid I'll have to borrow these three students for a while, and when I'm done asking, I'll personally send them back to the dormitory."

Professor McGonagall was still very face-saving to Dumbledore when there were many people, especially in front of the students, and she simply agreed:

"You have the final say, Albus."

Harry and Malfoy glanced at each other, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.

Principal's Office!

The legendary Principal's Office is amazing, and you actually have the opportunity to visit the Principal's Office!

The two little wizards, who didn't know what was going on, stepped into the headmaster's room that had not yet been involved, full of anticipation and longing.

They stopped in front of a gigantic stone monster that was unusually ugly.

"Weird fava beans!" Dumbledore said something in Chinese, and Malfoy looked at him in amazement, as if he couldn't believe he could understand.

But Dumbledore apparently didn't pay attention to this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he seemed to be thinking about something important.

It was obviously a password, and the monster suddenly came to life and jumped to the side, the wall behind it splitting in half, revealing the spiral staircase behind it, which was slowly moving upwards like an escalator.

They made their way up the stairs, pushed open the door, and saw the legendary headmaster's office.

Harry bet that of all the teacher's offices Hogwarts had visited over the years, Dumbledore's office was definitely the most interesting.

It's a spacious, beautiful circular room filled with all sorts of funny little sounds.

On the table with slender legs, there were many strange silverwares, spinning and belching small puffs of smoke.

The walls are covered with portraits of the old headmasters, all of whom are snoring softly in their frames.

(But Harry and Malfoy always felt as if they were sneaking open their eyes and peeping)

There is also a huge table in the room with claw-shaped legs. On a shelf behind the desk, there was a tattered, crumpled wizard's hat, the Sorting Hat.

Harry wanted to say something, but saw Zhang Xiao walk over to himself, and waved unusually familiarly.

The three chairs immediately slid over, and the candy box that Dumbledore had hidden opened like flowers, revealing the various snacks inside.

The kettle was rattling open, and several cups of hot tea were already flying in front of Harry and Malfoy.

Harry and Malfoy opened their mouths, their little faces filled with big doubts - why did it feel like you were home?

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ps:Push the book~ "Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle",Hehe,Wagyu Niu Py,Although I haven't read it.,But now the best result of the hp fandom in the current serial is this one.。

If you are interested, you can take a look.

1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

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