A friendly day at Hogwarts

"...The one who has the power to defeat the Dark Lord will be born at the end of July..."

The gray mist rose and the lingering sound dissipated.

Harry raised his head blankly and asked, "Is this... Trelawney?"

"Your focus seems to have strayed a bit, Harry?" Ron also came to his senses at this moment and interjected.

"No..." Harry shook his head slightly, "Remember, Ron, I told you that although Trelawney usually acts like a charlatan, there was one time when I saw her with my own eyes. A true prophecy was made.”

Glenn nodded and said: "Harry is right, this is indeed Professor Trelawney, and she did enter the state of true prophecy at that time."

"How do you know so clearly?" Harry looked puzzled, "I saw the time on the label. You were only one or two years old at that time, right?"

Glenn shrugged: "Of course I am not a witness to this prophecy, but I think you can guess that there was a person who happened to be present when Professor Trelawney made this prophecy."

"Who?" Ron was still confused.

"Could it be...Dumbledore?" Harry was worthy of being the savior, with quick reactions and accurate guesses.

"That's right." Glenn nodded, "Do you remember Dumbledore's magical pensieve? A few years ago, he showed me a memory, which was the day this prophecy appeared."

"The person who has the ability to defeat the Dark Lord..." Harry's expression was solemn, "Is this person mentioned in the prophecy referring to me?"

"At present, this is the case." Glenn said, "Maybe there were other possibilities. In addition to you, there was a boy born at the end of July. His parents also lived three times as the prophecy said. Escaped from Voldemort."

"Who?" Hermione couldn't help but ask.

"Neville Longbottom."

"But... on that label, I saw it said Harry Potter and the Dark Lord." Harry wondered, "Why is there no Neville's name?"

"The labels are made by people. The people in the Prophecy Hall remade the labels after Voldemort was defeated by you last time, leaving only your name." Glenn explained, "I think you probably ignored one of the lines in the prophecy. Words - the Dark Lord marked him as his great enemy. Understand, Harry, it was Voldemort who chose you."

"Do you think... is there a possibility... that the mysterious person has chosen the wrong person?" Ron whispered.

"Yes, I want to ask too!" Harry said, "What if Neville is the one who has the ability to defeat him?"

"You still don't understand the meaning of this sentence." Glenn shook his head, "Of course, Voldemort considered many factors when choosing his target. For example, in his opinion, as a mixed-blood, you are obviously more threatening than a pure-blood. Neville is bigger. Also, although the Potter family does not belong to the so-called 28 holy families, they have an older blood heritage than the Longbottom family."

He paused and continued: "But that's not the most important thing. What you need to consider is the sentence itself. This is an interesting philosophical proposition. To put it simply, from the moment he decides to choose you, it is no longer the case. There is right and wrong, and the person this prophecy points to can only be you, Harry, do you understand?"

Harry seemed to understand, and nodded silently, but he quickly frowned, as if he had thought of something, and asked, "Besides Dumbledore, does anyone else know about this?"

"Good question," Glenn said. "You are right, there was another person who heard Professor Trelawney's prophecy that night."

"Who?"

"Professor Snape."

"Snape?!" Harry immediately looked angry.

Glenn did not try to correct his address to Professor Snape. Harry's emotions were completely understandable. After all, if he had not revealed the content of the prophecy to Voldemort, perhaps Harry could still be living happily with his parents.

"He was right." He nodded. "He was eavesdropping outside the room, but he only heard part of it, and was discovered by the receptionist."

"Then he told Voldemort the news?" Harry asked through gritted teeth as his eyes grew more and more angry.

"I understand how you feel, Harry." Glenn said patiently, "First of all, Professor Snape didn't know that the person mentioned in this prophecy was you. Let's put it this way, if he had known that Voldemort would regard you as a target, Then he would rather die than tell Voldemort the news."

"Why?" Harry asked sullenly.

"The relationship between him and your parents is a bit complicated, and it's hard to describe." Glenn said, "But it was precisely because of this incident that he changed his attitude and became a person on our side."

Harry hesitated slightly: "But according to what you said, why does he seem to hate me so much? I heard Dumbledore say...my father saved his life."

"I think his attitude has nothing to do with this matter. In fact, during the student days, your father, including Sirius and his friends, and Professor Snape have always been incompatible enemies. They hate each other more than you and Draco's kind is ten times stronger. So this emotion is naturally transmitted to you, after all, you are so much like your father, and Sirius can prove this."

"Glenn is right," Sirius said, "In fact, I think you probably don't like this news very much... Snotlout, I mean Snape, has always been deeply in love with your mother, so... .”

Not only Harry, but everyone present who heard this for the first time looked shocked.

"How is this possible..." Harry muttered.

"I'm sorry, Harry, that's what happened, that's why I said the relationship between them is complicated." Glenn shrugged, "I may not be commenting politely, but his love for your mother will never be the same. He is even less interested in Qiu than I am... That’s why he changed his stance like I just said.”

He glanced at Morgana subconsciously, feeling guilty.

In front of Harry, he said that Snape, whom he hated the most, loved his mother... Although it was true, it was indeed a bit strange, and the scene was awkward for a while.

Fortunately, Dumbledore finally appeared at this moment, which eased the atmosphere a little.

"Can I talk to you, Professor Dumbledore?" Harry looked up at him and asked.

"Of course!" Dumbledore returned to his former gentleness, almost completely different from the way he had faced Fudge before, "We really should have a serious talk, Harry. That's why I rushed back here as soon as I finished my work. Come."

Others, including Glenn, stood up and left the living room consciously.