Chinese students at Hogwarts

When the complete prophecy appeared in front of Dumbledore.

The old man finally couldn't hide his surprise. He felt that maybe with Zhang's personality, although he didn't know exactly what happened, he would probably record all the prophecies.

This was also his original intention of leaving Zhang Xiao behind and wanting to discuss the prophecy with him on a "limited basis".

But he never expected that Zhang actually recorded the complete prophecy.

Dumbledore was silent. He had a slight headache thinking about what Zhang Xiao had just said.

Zhang seems to know more about what the prophecy is than he thought, so the originally arranged conversation plan may have to be adjusted.

"I have to admit, Zhang, you once again exceeded my expectations, such as this -"

Dumbledore tapped the recording tape with his finger, and then tapped his temple:

"Another example is the view on prophecy."

Zhang Xiao remained unmoved and focused on seeing how Dumbledore planned to deceive him. This prophecy involved too much.

Although Trelawney almost always comes true once she makes a real prophecy.

But Zhang Xiao never believes that the so-called destiny cannot be changed. Compared with fatalism full of pessimism, he prefers and firmly believes in one sentence:

"Heaven moves in good health, and a gentleman strives to constantly strive for self-improvement."

Heaven and earth are unkind and regard all things as stupid dogs. If there really is such a "Heaven", He will not arrange every trajectory of all living beings.

He should be aloof, emotionless, a god, sitting there, accepting admiration but never responding.

"On a cold and wet night sixteen years ago"

Dumbledore whispered, his eyes far away, and he did not directly prophesy, but told a story.

"In the Hog's Head pub in Hogsmeade.

I was there to meet with an applicant who wanted to be a Divination class teacher, although this was not at all in line with my intention of keeping the Divination class going. "

Dumbledore smiled softly when he said this, because this also showed that he had never believed in so-called prophecies.

“But the applicant is the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous and talented prophet, so it’s common courtesy for me to want to see her.

However, I was disappointed, very disappointed, as I had thought this woman might be able to change my mind about fortune telling.

But she inherited none of that talent.

So I could only tell her politely that she was not suitable for this position. Then he turned around and left. "

Dumbledore stood up: "I think you should have guessed who this lady is, Sybill Trelawney."

He strode past Zhang Xiao and came to a black cabinet next to Fox's gold stand.

Dumbledore leaned forward. He pulled off the door bolt and took out a shallow-bottomed stone basin. The edge of the stone basin was engraved with ancient characters.

It is the famous Pensieve.

Under Zhang Xiao's curious gaze, Dumbledore placed the pensieve on the table, then raised his wand and pointed it at his temple, pulling out a few silvery, spiderweb-like rays of light and sticking them on the wand, and then put these thought fibers Put it into a stone basin and stir it a few times like stirring milk tea.

Then the frail old man followed Zhang Xiao and watched his thoughts spinning and floating in the pensieve.

After a while, Dumbledore sighed, raised his wand again, and picked the silvery substance on the tip of the wand.

A figure emerged from it, wrapped in a shawl, her eyes looked extraordinarily large behind glasses, and she spun slowly, her feet in the pensieve.

But when Sybill Trelawney spoke, it was just like what Zhang Xiao heard, it was a creepy, harsh, hoarse voice.

"The man with the power to conquer the Dark Lord approaches...born into a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times...born in the seventh moon...and whom the Dark Lord marks as his nemesis.

But he has energy that the Dark Lord does not understand... One must die at the hands of the other, because both cannot live, only one survives... The one who has the energy to conquer the Dark Lord will end in the seventh month When I was born…”

Professor Trelawney, who was slowly spinning, was immersed in the silver thread below and disappeared. The office was quiet.

Dumbledore, Zhang Xiao, and all the portraits, no one made the slightest sound, even Phoenix fell silent.

In fact, it's quite boring, because these things have been known for a long time, but from a practical point of view, Zhang Xiao still has to show off.

He is well aware that the more performances he performs in front of the old fox, the easier it is to reveal his secrets.

Zhang Xiao said expressionlessly:

"So this person is Harry?"

"Actually, there are two people who meet the conditions -" Dumbledore shook his head: "But today we are not here to discuss the last prophecy made by Sybil."

He restored the pensieve to its original appearance and said solemnly:

"When Sybil made that prediction I realized that maybe she wasn't what I thought she was, and that she did have an innate talent in her body.

So I kept her and made Sybil the professor of divination, partly to protect her and partly to see if she would make another prophecy.

Fortunately, I waited. "

Zhang Xiao still maintains his facial paralysis. Dumbledore said so many words, which are actually detours, but no matter how he detours, the prophecy that Professor Trelawney just made cannot be circumvented.

Sure enough, Dumbledore paused for a while and then talked about the prophecy he had just heard.

The inevitable fate is coming.

This is an irreversible fate. Darkness is gathering.

Desire is twisting. The box is about to be opened.

No one can escape, everyone will be involved. Destruction, destruction, destruction, and the lonely brave man can hardly hold on anymore.

He is the bravest one. What a pity. The tragic song of the hero has begun to play. No one knows his achievements.

The Dark Lord covets this twisted power. But he never understands that it is self-destruction."

"Inescapable fate - Zhang, your description is correct. The flow of the river is indeed easier to predict than the movement of fish.

But as you said, the flow of the river can be changed. "

Dumbledore looked calm.

Zhang Xiao sighed secretly, change can be changed, but it is not so easy.

"The lonely brave man - this sentence is too general, I don't have any clues, but if there is such a brave man.

He keeps preventing the box from opening, but the question is... what is the box? "

I don’t know, I don’t understand, I haven’t written it in the original work!

"Professor, more than the box, I want to know what the dark and twisted power is and why it can destroy the world?"

After three years of Hogwarts career, Zhang Xiao's understanding of magic is also increasing day by day. Magic is indeed magical.

The best thing about magic is that its effects are all kinds of strange, and the main one is unreasonable.

But its destructive power is not very great, at least, compared to nuclear bombs and the like, it is definitely far behind.

Even if it is Dumbledore's full blow, the damage effect can be as great as a cluster bomb.

Although there are ferocious flames like fierce fire that can destroy Paris, fire is just like that. If you light a match and burn a building, you can't say that your destructive power can destroy the building, right?

So Zhang Xiao is really curious that the so-called power of distortion can actually destroy the world?

Is it true?

"I'm as curious as you, Zhang - if there really is such a thing, I'm afraid Tom won't endure it until now, but will definitely use all his efforts to control this power."

Dumbledore shook his head, denying that there was such a thing.

This is true. If Voldemort knew that there was such a power that could destroy the world, he really wouldn't be able to bear it until now.

But the greater possibility is that Dumbledore is covering up. It is possible that he did know, but was afraid of pursuing that power himself, so he deliberately didn't say anything.

Isn’t that what happens in stories? The boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a giant dragon, and the filial son finally became the Lich King.

But no matter which possibility it is, Dumbledore 'doesn't know' the answer, based on his experience with these old Riddlers.

If they don't want to say it, then they can't say it anyway.

So he had to start the topic himself, and Dumbledore couldn't avoid it.

Zhang Xiao touched his chin, and instead of continuing the conversation according to Dumbledore's preset topic, he directly said another sentence:

"Professor, the lonely brave man in the prophecy. And in the last sentence, he couldn't hold on anymore. Do you think it could be - Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin?"

While talking, he took out the wooden box from the Qiankun Bag, which contained Salazar Slytherin's handwritten letter to Gryffindor.

This was a gift given to him by Dumbledore on Christmas Day in his first year, hoping that he would realize what a real Slytherin should be like.

Although three years have passed, the contents of the letter are still fresh in my memory.

"Slytherin?" Dumbledore's eyebrows wrinkled, then relaxed, and he flipped through the letters. He had kept these letters in his hands for a long time and read them many times.

I am also full of interest in the disaster mentioned by Slytherin, but...

"It's a very interesting conjecture and very valuable. Salazar Slytherin is indeed a very great wizard. He also said in the letter that he would become a true savior."

Dumbledore said with interest, as if he had never thought that the prophesied savior was Slytherin.

"And Slytherin's own strength is very dazzling. As the most outstanding wizard at that time, he has the ability to do this."

Zhang Xiao waited for a while, but found that Dumbledore kept talking in clichés and would not get to the point, but there was nothing he could do about it.

Even the secrets of Horcruxes are willing to be communicated to him, but they are still tight-lipped about this aspect?

He tried to read something on Dumbledore's face, but soon realized that he was imagining it.

How can a fox who has just become a spirit have fun with such a thousand-year-old monster?

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