demon hunter at hogwarts

After Dumbledore finished his speech, there was a silence in the principal's office.

Only when those silver instruments rotated, they occasionally made some tinkling sounds, which kept the whole room from being too quiet.

"Do you have any comments or suggestions?" Dumbledore said with a smile, "But with all due respect... the things you have done..."

Seeing Regulus's expression was wrong, the old man decisively stopped talking.

"No, you are always right." Regulus felt very helpless at the old principal's behavior, and felt that he had no power to use. "You specifically asked me to give up my leisurely retirement life and come to Hogwart." Are you here just to tell me these things... that I can't help you with at all?"

"I'm afraid I don't agree with your point of view. Of course you can help." Dumbledore said, "Let's start with this prophecy... Voldemort was aware of the existence of this prophecy... so he took action. For convenience Understand, I think it is necessary for you to listen to this prophecy."

After saying that, Dumbledore stood up, walked past Regulus, and came to a black cabinet next to the Phoenix Perch. He bent down and took out a shallow stone basin with ancient magic inscriptions on the edge. .

"This Pensieve contains too many things." Regulus suddenly felt something. "Every time I use this thing, I will find some new surprises."

"You have to consider that as an old guy over 100 years old, my brain is sometimes not that bright, so I have to trouble it and suffer a little." Dumbledore placed the pensieve on the table and raised his wand to aim it. Pulling out a few strands of silver, spiderweb-like slender thought fibers from his temples, "Unfortunately, I always keep those important but not beautiful memories in it, hoping it can understand me..."

Regulus said nothing and watched quietly as Dumbledore walked back to his seat and gently stirred the pensieve with his wand. The memory fibers gradually gathered and a human figure floated up from the pensieve.

It was Sybill Trelawney who was more than ten years younger.

Her outfit looks much shabbier than now, but her style has not changed. It still has a weird and thick style, a sequined shawl, and large and thick spectacle lenses, which make her eyes look extremely huge, like someone Insects.

"I still remember that it was a cold and wet night when I met Sybill Trelawney in the Hog's Head pub." Dumbledore narrated the past in a story-telling tone. "Actually, I was not very willing to let him go. The divination class continued, but because there was indeed a very famous and talented prophet in Sibyl's family, so out of politeness, I still conducted an interview with her application."

"The Pig's Head Bar... I don't understand why you are so fond of that place." Regulus said, "As the greatest wizard in the world, it's impossible for you not to know that that place is not suitable for conversation at all."

"Because before I left, I didn't realize that I would hear such valuable things during this interview." Dumbledore explained, "Moreover, the location of the conversation was decided by Sybil. I think she chose the Pig's Head Bar because the prices there were the cheapest... In the fifth minute of the meeting, she predicted the terrible fact that I would fall to my death from a tower struck by lightning, and warned I don’t want to drink randomly..."

Regulus pursed his lips, trying not to laugh.

"...I don't think my ending will be so hasty. In my opinion, she did not inherit the outstanding talent from Cassandra Trelawney." Dumbledore said, "I told her , she is not suitable for this position... although I can put it more tactfully and with a better attitude."

"But she finally succeeded in becoming the school's divination professor..." Regulus said, "Don't be so pretentious. What happened later that made you change your mind?"

Dumbledore said nothing, but poked the pensieve again with his wand.

Trelawney's body slowly spun around, and then she spoke.

Over the past year, Regulus had gained some understanding of his former colleague's style of conduct: in addition to drinking and nagging, she also enjoyed generously making prophecies for others, whether teachers or students. , and then come to a tragic ending.

How many of those so-called prophecies were ultimately fulfilled is unknown.

But at least one thing is certain, that is, when Trelawney spoke, she had never used such a harsh, hoarse voice.

The whole prophecy didn't last long, and soon, the spinning Trelawney sank into the pensieve again and disappeared.

"The person who has the energy to conquer the Dark Lord... He has energy that the Dark Lord doesn't understand..." Regulus repeated Trelawney's prophecy, "Maybe my vision is too narrow, but Mr. Headmaster, I I really didn’t find any special power in Harry..."

"That may be because we have different definitions of power." Dumbledore said. "In fact, this power has already played a role once and brought about ten years of peace to the entire wizarding world."

"Okay... Even if that's the case, what does 'The Dark Lord marks him as his powerful enemy' mean?" Regulus asked again, "Is it referring to the scar on Harry's head, or did he accidentally become... What about the Horcrux?"

"You should have the answer. The two things are actually the same." Dumbledore's tone was a little heavy. "I believe he was scared at the time, so he would try his best to find a boy who met the conditions."

"It sounds like I missed a lot of things... No wonder they went to great lengths to protect the safety of James Potter's family. It turned out to be just for this matter." Regulus sneered, "If you give me another chance, I will definitely not be in such a hurry to go to that cave."

"We all don't know what will happen tomorrow. It's meaningless to use the results to deny the beginning. Moreover, your brothers don't know the existence of this prophecy. Their behavior of protecting James, Lily and Harry is completely unfair. Because of mutual friendship." Dumbledore heard the disappointment in Regulus's words and redirected the topic to the prophecy. "At that time, there were two boys who met the requirements. In addition to Harry, there was also the one you just mentioned. The Neville Longbottom I met...do you know why Voldemort chose Harry?"

After Regulus pondered for a moment, he said slowly, "I don't remember that there is no wizard family named Evans. Is this the reason?"

"That's right. Harry is of mixed-blood origin to a certain extent, so Voldemort saw his own shadow in Harry, so he chose people he thought were most likely to pose a threat to him," Dumbledore said. , "In this way, all the conditions for the prophecy have been fulfilled... This means that both of them are tied to the trajectory of fate and can no longer break away from each other."

"But you also said that if people ignore this prophecy, the prophecy will be just empty words." Regulus asked doubtfully, "Why do you say now that they are on the destined path?"

"Because things have reached an irreversible level, Voldemort will definitely try to kill Harry... I don't think anyone will deny this." Dumbledore said, "And Harry... what do you think will happen to him? To the person who killed his parents?"

"I understand." Regulus nodded, "In that case, what do you need me to do?"

"Voldemort must really want to know the content of the prophecy. He will try his best to sneak into that room and try to get the prophecy ball." Dumbledore said, "Since he has something he must get, we can make corresponding countermeasures .”

"Wait... you confused me. You said that the Dark Lord knew about the existence of this prophecy, but now you said that he really wanted to know the content of this prophecy..." Regulus asked confused, " Can you explain things clearly first?"

"As you get older, you tend to forget things easily..." Dumbledore said in a very insincere tone, "You seemed to have mentioned just now that the Pig's Head Bar is not a good place for conversation, and that is exactly the case. In the West When Bill made this prophecy, there was someone eavesdropping outside the room door, but he only heard part of the prophecy, was discovered, and was thrown out of the bar."

"So, the Dark Lord doesn't know that boy has 'powers he doesn't understand', does he?"

"Yes, so according to my speculation, after he failed once, he will definitely try to figure out the full content of the prophecy." Dumbledore said, "You should have met Kingsley Shacklebolt. He is Working in the Ministry of Magic, you can get a lot of information that others don't know. Just five days ago, Reggie Cattermole of the Magic Maintenance Department was arrested for trying to break into a forbidden door. After inspection, he discovered , he was under the Imperius Curse."

"Could it be the door to the room where the prophecy ball is stored?"

"The things studied by the Department of Mysteries are things that the wizarding world has not yet concluded. There are twelve doors inside, and each door is usually off-limits." Dumbledore said, "The things inside include thoughts, Time, death, prophecy, etc., there is also a room that cannot be opened, and Harry has all the power in that room, which is - love."

"..."

"why stop talking?"

"I think I need to reshape my perception." Regulus shook his head suddenly, as if to drive everything Dumbledore just said out of his mind.

"That's the way it is." Dumbledore put the pensieve back into the cabinet and locked it, his tone was much more relaxed than before, "I know you have your own way of judging many things, so what I can do, It is to tell you as much information as possible so that you can consider it more comprehensively when making a decision.”

"Listen to what you said, there are still many things you haven't told me, right?" Regulus asked sharply.

"Some matters involving personal privacy are really inconvenient to elaborate on. I hope you can understand." Dumbledore said calmly and generously.

"Of course... I don't want to know too many things that I shouldn't know." Regulus said, "This conversation was very fruitful, Mr. Principal."

After saying that, he stood up and prepared to leave the principal's office.

"I always feel that your statement is somewhat insincere..." Dumbledore said with a smile, "At least half of your words are not sincere."

After the meeting, Regulus did not leave Hogwarts Castle immediately. Instead, he wandered aimlessly inside the castle along the stairs that kept changing directions, occasionally interacting with the portraits hanging on the walls. Say hello and say a few words.

During class time, there were not too many students in the corridor. Regulus only met Percy Weasley and Penelope Crevat, who were studying the contents of a thick book on the windowsill of a certain corridor. content.

He wisely used the ancient magic he learned from Nico Flamel to hide his figure and quietly passed by Percy and Penello without disturbing their time together.

When I was teaching here last year, although I was sometimes a little irritated by the students, I was generally in a happy mood.

The children's carefree state also affected Regulus's own mentality to some extent, although he did not realize it.

When passing by a statue of a hunchbacked witch, Regulus saw several familiar figures.

The Weasley twins and Quidditch commentator Lee Jordan looked like they were arguing about something.

Out of fun, Regulus hid his figure and walked over quietly.

"I forgot what this spell is, it should be torn apart." Fred said angrily, "It would be great if the map hadn't been confiscated by Professor Black."

"No, it must be separated from left to right." George said.

"You just tried to separate the left and right sides, and she didn't react at all!" Lee Jordan corrected.

"If you ask me, you should go to Ronnie, let Ronnie go to Harry, and then let Harry go to his godfather to get the map back -" Fred made a suggestion.

"But that map was originally drawn by Harry's godfather. It belongs to someone else. My mother told us since we were young that although we don't have money, we must have dignity..." George retorted to his brother.

"Otherwise, let's try the passage behind the toady Gregory," Lee suggested.

"If that passage is still usable, why are we wasting our time here?" Fred said frustratedly.

"The wall suddenly collapsed, and we were lucky enough not to be buried alive inside. I suspect there are a few ghouls living behind that wall." George added, "I will never listen to that kind of moaning sound. wrong."

"A ghoul is built inside the wall?" Li's dreadlocks trembled in fear, "Is there anything else in this school? Invisible ghosts?"

"Maybe he is hiding next to you, waiting to ask you why you didn't go to class." Regulus suddenly appeared from the air.