The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"What did you say"?

Daphne, who originally looked quiet and weak, now had eyes as sharp as an eagle. Seeing this scene, Hekmedia clapped her hands happily.

"Sure enough, I knew that a 13-year-old child who could help a lonely family back up would never be like this. Facts have proved that what I thought was indeed right."

"Please repeat what you just said, Ms. Zirol."

Daphne said expressionlessly.

"I am a prophet, so I can naturally let you know your sister's future, so do you want to hand your sister over to Zhang Qi? Her future is unclear without divination, but this is indeed her destiny. the best choice".

"It's time to make a decision, Miss Greengrass."

Hekmadia leaned back and lay comfortably on the sofa, not minding the gaze from the opposite side that wanted to penetrate her completely.

The drawing room was quiet for several minutes, leaving only the sound of the flames licking the hearth in the magic fireplace.

"Tell me my sister's future and only after seeing it can I make a decision."

After a long silence, Daphne spoke.

"Ah, my dear Miss Greengrass, don't you know that when you buy something in a store, you have to pay first before you can get it?"

Hekmadia sat up straight and continued.

"But since you are my son's sister-in-law, I will let you do it on credit first. Of course, as long as you are not afraid."

After saying that, Hekmadia suddenly leaned back on the sofa!

"Ms. Zirol"?

Daphne was confused.

"Crack, click"!

With a few crisp sounds, the door to the reception room suddenly slammed outward without anyone pushing it, and then it was locked!

"Ms. Zirol"!

Daphne finally realized that something was wrong this time. She stood up from the sofa, walked quickly to Hekmelia, and pushed her hard.

But at this moment, Daphne discovered that the whites of Hekmadia's eyes had rolled upwards, and she seemed to have passed out.

Something is wrong!

Daphne hurriedly ran to the door, reached out and pushed the door hard, and found that the door was locked and could not be opened from the inside.

"Oops, what should I do?"

Daphne turned around anxiously and planned to walk back towards the sofa, but the moment she turned back, Hekmadia was already standing behind her with her eyes rolled white, and then she opened her mouth wide and sprayed out a steady stream of water. Constant green mist!

"what"!

Daphne let out a scream of extreme horror, and then another voice sounded in the room.

"I am the prophet Delphi who lives here, the messenger of Apollo, the god of prophecy, you lost soul, ask questions."

Daphne's scream that was already rising from her throat was suppressed. She looked at the green mist that was like a vine in front of her in horror. She swallowed a mouthful of saliva and tried to calm herself down.

"Lost soul, you only have one chance to ask questions. Speech is a good virtue that humans should master."

The green mist swirled and curled together, making a hissing sound like a snake.

"Me, what is the fate of my sister"?

Daphne asked softly, gathering her courage.

"You are too greedy, seeker. Trying to find the complete path to the true God will burn your soul in the fire, but the more concrete ones will not."

God?

Daphne couldn't understand what the green mist was saying at the moment, but now she only had one chance left.

"Then, is Zhang Qi the only way to save her life?"

After thinking carefully, Daphne asked such a sentence.

"Yes, that's the only way".

The green mist slowly condensed into a vague human shape, and then nodded.

"The trajectory of everyone's destiny has changed, so your sister can have the only hope. Farewell to the seeker, this will be our first and last meeting."

The human shape formed by the mist began to dissipate, and then coiled into a long green snake, snaking into Hekmelia's mouth.

"thump"!

Just when the green mist completely disappeared, Hekmadia fell to her knees on the floor of the living room with a plop, then covered her throat and started coughing continuously.

"Ahem, did you get the answer you wanted? Miss Greengrass."

Hekmadia struggled to get up from the ground, patted his clothes, and showed a somewhat forced smile.

"What was that thing just now?"

Daphne pressed her still trembling left hand hard on the coffee table so that her muscles would no longer spasm due to fear.

"The prophet of Delphi, the slayer of the Python, the spokesman of Apollo, the god of fables, I think he should have introduced himself to you."

"So, is this what a prophet is like?"

Daphne wrung her fingers nervously.

“This will only happen if you want to get very accurate predictions, not making general predictions.”

Hekmedia poured herself a glass of water from the teapot tremblingly, and then drank it in one gulp.

There seemed to be some kind of magic potion added to the tea, and Hekmadia's condition improved a lot after a while.

"What did you ask"?

After calming down for a while, Hekmadia asked curiously.

"Nothing, I have already decided Ms. Zirol."

Daphne waved her hand and said.

"I am the head of the Greengrass family, so I hereby agree to this marriage on behalf of the Greengrass family."

"That's great. I thought you would be hesitant for a while."

Hekmadia stood up and stretched out her hand with a smile.

"What I say may not count. If my sister doesn't agree, I can't do anything about it."

Daphne continued helplessly.

"The same goes for me here, but if these two children are really stubborn and don't agree with anything, I have some ideas."

Hekmadia nodded in agreement.

"So, what are you going to do?"

Daphne asked tentatively.

"Actually, it's very simple. Add some Life and Death Water to their food. Remember to add a little more when the time comes. Give both of them the medicine - the kind that won't wake them up overnight, and then put on pajamas. Throw it on the same bed."

"By the next morning, we should be able to hear a scream from your sister. If we hear it, it proves that this thing is successful; if we don't hear it, it proves that this thing has been successful."

Hekmadia's hands were crossed together, with an enigmatic smile on his face.