A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 516 An Entire Era
The next day, Felix appeared in Sword Castle. He occupied a spacious laboratory by himself, standing on the makeshift wooden steps, staring at a ten-foot-tall magic puppet.This kind of tall magic puppet was chosen by him as one of the defensive forces of Sword Castle. When sudden danger occurs, it can take the initiative to stand up and protect everyone.

The design idea is similar to the puppet used by Felix to teach at Hogwarts before, but it must be more complicated and the protection measures are better.And Felix tried to give them some intelligence.He'd done something similar a long time ago, and he still has a set of magic puppet versions of an opera troupe in his ring.

But if they are given the duty of guarding, they must be given more precise instructions. In case of a negligence, it would be bad if this thing fails on the battlefield, and what is worse may be a sudden indiscrimination between the enemy and the enemy... These problems need to be advanced in advance. considering.

When it was almost noon, Keremi hurried in and was very surprised: "Deng, Principal Dumbledore is here!"

Felix looked up in surprise.

……

Outside the sword castle.

"Felix, I hope you will come with me to the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said in a deep voice, "to the Department of Mysteries."

When the two reappeared, they had arrived at the Ministry of Magic's guest entrance.Accompanied by a creaking sound, the red phone booth slowly descended, and Felix asked doubts in his heart, "What's going on?"

"Amelia found two prophecies, and I almost guessed what one of them is. I want you to know." Dumbledore said briefly.

Department of Mysteries, Hall of Prophecy.

It's as tall as a school hall, but it doesn't feel empty, because the room is filled with rows of towering shelves filled with dusty orbs of prophecy, making it look like some very otherworldly library.Except for Felix, Dumbledore, and Ms. Burns, everyone else was temporarily kicked out, and Sirius reluctantly stood guard at the door with the two Aurors.

"You were supposed to hear a prophecy almost 15 years ago?" Ms. Burns asked.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, nodded slightly, and said, "That's right."

"Is this it?" Ms. Burns asked, pointing to a dusty shelf. Dumbledore bent down and stared at a small glass ball on the shelf. It was dirty and seemed to have been cleaned for many years. Glow like a firefly.

Felix glanced to the other side, where there was a prophecy that was closely related to him. He had made many guesses, but he still couldn't sort out the whole picture.The main reason is that the key information is too vague, plausible, and there are many possibilities.

He studied for a while and put the prophecy behind him.

Felix turned his attention to Dumbledore, who was reading the yellowed label beneath the glass globe.It is marked with a date about 15 years ago in delicate fonts, followed by a series of initials:
SPTtoA.PWBD
Scrawled in handwriting next to the letters: Dark Lord and(?) Harry Potter.

"It should be this." Dumbledore sighed, straightened his waist, and asked politely, "Is it okay?"

Ms. Burns made a gesture of invitation, "All protective magic has been revoked."

Dumbledore reached for the Prophecy Ball nimbly, paused at the touch, and took hold of it.He closed his eyes slightly and remained motionless. After a while, he lightly put the prophecy ball back as if waking up from a dream.

He murmured softly:
"I heard this prophecy with my own ears - about 15 years ago, on a cold, wet night in the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade, where I was going to meet an applicant for a divination professorship. I hadn't planned on continuing the course, but the applicant was the great-great-granddaughter of a very well-known prophet, and out of courtesy, I decided to meet her anyway..."

That must be Trelawney, Felix thought to himself.

"So the prophecy came from that interview, at your request?" Ms. Burns asked.

"Yes and no." Dumbledore said softly, as if returning to that night 15 years ago. "I tried to chat with her at the time, and hoped that she would show off her talents a little bit, but I was greatly disappointed in the result. In my opinion, she failed to inherit the divination talent of her ancestors at all, so I told her that she Unsuitable for the position, turned around and walked away."

Neither Ms. Burns nor Felix spoke. They knew the turning point was coming.

"...then she made a prophecy, a real prophecy," murmured Dumbledore.He took out his wand from his robe and waved it vigorously in front of the two of them. A puff of silvery smoke spewed out from the tip of the wand, and then a harsh, hoarse voice appeared, with uncontrollable madness, as if suffering from some kind of disease.

"The man who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord draws near... Born to a family that had resisted him three times, born at the end of July... the Dark Lord marks him as his rival, but he possesses what the Dark Lord does not The energy of understanding...one must die at the hands of the other, because two people cannot live together, only one survives..."

The sound stopped.The silvery smoke condensed in midair fell like snowflakes, disappearing before touching the ground.The three watched this scene silently.

"Although I read the information when I came here, but—" Ms. Burns couldn't hide the shock in her heart.

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, looking at them through half-moon glasses.

"To be honest, I have doubts in my heart. The prophecy is not as miraculous as I imagined, and it may not always come true. Otherwise, there would be no need for the Ministry of Magic to send special personnel to follow and observe the progress of the prophecy. But no matter what, the application After all, people have made a prophecy, and it is still a very dangerous prophecy, and it is irresponsible to let her stay there."

"Indeed, I asked the Reticent Man before, and it would be good if half of the prophecy here can be realized." Burns provided evidence.

"So you took her in and protected her?" Felix asked.

"I don't have much choice." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "especially the prophecy was heard by the third person, although not all of them. No way, Sybil was struggling at the time, and could only live in the cheap but mixed Pig's Head Bar, And I didn't expect to get anything valuable in that interview, so it happened. The person who eavesdropped-in my perception at the time, it was probably a Death Eater, and I just Let alone take the risk of letting Sybil wander in the magic world by herself."

Only then did Felix know how Sybill Trelawney had come to teach at the school.

It's not all because of Dumbledore's misjudgment... but because he was afraid that she would be captured by Voldemort...

"Didn't the eavesdropper hear the whole prophecy?" Ms. Burns asked sharply.

"He only heard the first three sentences," said Dumbledore.

The three fell silent, each thinking about their own thoughts.

The one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord draws near...born of the family that resisted him three times, born at the end of July...

So it's Harry Potter.Felix thought, but Neville could barely count. After all, their birthdays were only one day apart, and they both fell at the end of July.But maybe Voldemort had OCD?That's why I ended up choosing Harry, who had a later birthday?Still, the latter prophecy was working, 'The Dark Lord marked him as his rival', Voldemort did not choose the pure-blooded Neville, but Harry, who was half-blooded with him.

"Perhaps I have made a mistake," said Dumbledore suddenly, "and my actions—agreeing to allow Sybil to teach at Hogwarts—may have contributed to the prophecy. Come to think of it, the faithful servant who heard The prophecy told Voldemort that he hoped that his master would break free from his predetermined fate, but he only heard the first few words, so Voldemort didn't know that he was actually taking considerable risks by doing so, and—to put it bluntly, Voldemort was very kind to me. Afraid, he may have confirmed the credibility of the prophecy from my actions."

But the truth is that no one can predict exactly what will happen the next day, let alone much further into the future; just like you can't expect a perfect saint to exist in reality, neither can happen.

"There's a second prophecy," Ms. Burns said after a moment.

She led the two of them to a shelf again, and Felix became more and more familiar as he walked, with a strange expression on his face.As the distance drew closer, Dumbledore showed a look of astonishment. He walked quickly past the shelves and stopped before Ms. Burns, staring at a brand new label.It clearly says:

SPTtoH.JP (to be verified)

Dumbledore carefully observed the date on the label, and after a little thought, he came to an obvious conclusion: the prophecy happened during the final exam of the last school year, and the abbreviated names of the fortune-teller who made the prophecy remained the same for the two people at that time. Trelawney.And the other one is very familiar to him——

"Harry James Potter," said Ms. Burns. "Is that supposed to be the child's full name? I checked with Sirius."

"I think this prophecy should have mentioned me." Dumbledore said, a bright light shone in his blue eyes.

"Maybe I was mentioned too," Felix said slowly, and he added, "I feel kind."

"Although this prophecy is not as important as the first one, and it has not been protected by heavy spells, but in fact——I read Bode's notes," Ms. Burns took a deep breath, her eyes widened "It may be the most special one in the entire prophecy hall."

"Why do you say that?" Felix asked with interest.

"Because it's not just the two of you who can feel the difference, I also feel it. It's not a coincidence, anyone who tries to get close to it will experience a warm intimacy from it. This shows..."

"The prophecy covers a huge range of people." Felix woke up.

"That's right," Ms. Burns agreed. "I guess it has something to do with the first two sentences. You'd better read it first."

After a while, Dumbledore calmly handed the prophecy ball to Felix, and then fell into deep thought.

Even though Felix knew about the prophecy, he listened to it again. "A change that has not been seen in a thousand years, and a legendary drama is staged. The clown returns to the stage with drums, the warrior is ready to go, the lion grows old, and the firebird nirvana—time! time!"

"Thousands of changes, legendary drama..." Dumbledore said softly: "So, we are all people on the stage, and this prophecy announces an entire era."

　That’s all I have today, I found something wrong in the middle of writing, and deleted a small part of the plot, emm...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)