Moonlight Life at Hogwarts

Chapter 166 A Prophecy
To be honest, the ancient magic text class is actually meaningless at all. When Ai Wen walked out of the ancient magic text class with a yawn, he still had those messy symbols in his mind. The most terrifying thing was that he actually memorized them all.

"Be careful—"

With an exclamation, when turning the corner, Ivan bumped into a person suddenly. This person smelled of sherry all over his body, and he was holding two wine bottles. Knocked to the ground—Professor Sybill Trelawney, introduced at the Commencement Dinner, professor of Divination.

"Sorry, Professor Trelawney." Ivan squatted down to help Professor Trelawney up.

"It turned out to be you, you are a student of Mag! I don't need your help, I stand up by myself."

By the way, Mr. McGonagall seems to have always disliked Professor Trelawney. Ivan touched his nose and helped Professor Trelawney up. After all, there were so many people watching in the corridor.

"Oh, thank you, kid, you are much more polite than McGonagall." Professor Trelawney stared at Ivan, and suddenly grabbed Ivan's arm, staring at Ivan, in her clothes On one side, a dirty deck of playing cards fell out and scattered on the ground very casually.

Talilawney first glanced down at the playing cards, and her whole body trembled as if she had been shocked by an electric shock, but her hand was still holding Ivan's arm tightly, preventing him from breaking free.

"Filth, disaster, dead trees..."

Professor Trelawney suddenly calmed down and muttered something, but Ivan couldn't hear it clearly, so he had to ask again, "Professor, what are you talking about?"

Time seemed to speed up at this moment, and the little wizards around quickened their pace and walked towards the distance. After a while, only Ivan Hermione and Professor Trelawney standing here were left in the corridor.

"The omen is getting clearer and clearer. Death is getting closer and closer to you." Professor Trelawney suddenly approached Ivan, his eyes staring like brass bells. "Have you seen it? No, you still can't see it." I see, hahahaha, the halo on your body is not enough..."

"Okay, Professor Trelawney, we're going to class, with me here, Ivan won't die." Hermione suddenly grabbed Ivan's arm and pulled Trelawney's right hand off, "No wonder Mr. McGonagall doesn't like you at all, now I finally understand, let's go quickly, Ivan."

"Yeah." Ivan nodded, and just as he was about to continue walking forward with Hermione, Trelawney made a sound again, but this time the voice was different from her usual voice, hoarse , with some vicissitudes.

"The timeline has been changed."

Hearing the first sentence, Ivan stopped immediately.

"Ancient beings will be reawakened, allied with the Dark Lord for the sake of the Irresistible, and the one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be helped by the future, and he will be stronger than he has been in all timelines , flames, sheep's head, waning moon, no, this is impossible, this is a taboo thing, how can such a taboo thing be possible..."

Trelawney's head suddenly lowered, and her voice became quieter again. Ivan listened closely for a few times, and finally only heard a few short words, Sun God...curse...divination...sacrifice...

"Professor Trelawney? Professor Trelawney?" Ivan called a few more times, and then saw her head suddenly raised again.

"Son, why are you here? I predicted that you would be late for the next class, but there is still a chance to make up for it." Trelawney looked dazed and very abnormal.

"Okay, let's go, Ivan!" Hermione took Ivan's arm and pulled him to the other end of the corridor, "Whether you will be late for the next class or not depends on the time. If so, I will also predict , I even prophesied that you dare not leave me, if you dare to run away, give me a try?"

Hermione was also furious, and inexplicably predicted Ai Wen's death, who could resist it.

"Don't dare to run, don't dare to run." Ai Wen quickly waved his hand, with a blood oath on his body, it was really tied together, run?Run a hammer!Believe it or not, the ends of the earth have chased you?
Of course, if Professor Trelawney is a real prophecy this time, I can't help but be a bit more cautious. Although Professor Trelawney usually looks crazy, in a certain state, she is also true. There are real materials, such as her most famous prediction: Harry, the savior, is not wrong at all. In addition, there is Dumbledore's death in the original book, which is very accurate.

Because the past is too long, Ivan really knows too little about the plot. Now he only has the plot of the third grade: Sirius Black is wronged, and the real problem is Ron's mouse, Scabbers. Lupine's true identity should be a werewolf...

Thinking of werewolves, Aiwen suddenly remembered the undisguised disgust in his heart when he faced werewolves for the first time, but when he faced Lupine, it was a feeling of disgust and kindness intertwined, which made him People are very strange, you know, for strangers, he usually has little emotional fluctuations...

Shaking his head, Ivan still didn't continue to think about it. What he cares about now is Trelawney's prophecy. Needless to say, the Dark Lord and the people who conquered the Dark Lord are Voldemort and Harry, but those ancient What is existence?I got help from the future... I can't be talking about myself, right?
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"Wake up, Ivan, what are you thinking!"

Hermione's voice suddenly came from his ear, and when he came back to his senses, he found that he had finished his morning class, but he was still sitting in his seat in a daze.

"Sorry, Hermione, I was thinking too much." Hearing Hermione's voice, Ivan suddenly felt relieved, "Prophecy is something that shouldn't be taken seriously."

"Yeah, that's what I said." Hermione patted Ivan's forehead with her hand, "Okay, let's go eat quickly."

In the auditorium, Ivan, who had just entered the auditorium, felt the unusual atmosphere in the auditorium today. Malfoy, whose hands were wrapped in bandages, went to Gryffindor every day to find fault, but Gryffindor did not make any daily rebuttals. Harry was silent. Sitting there, drinking the soup one mouthful at a time, Malfoy continued to sneer as if he didn't see it.

Finally, after finishing his soup, Harry gently placed the bowl on the table, and put the utensils together very neatly, then stood up abruptly, "Okay, are you done talking nonsense?"

Harry stretched out his right palm, then clenched them together violently, stretched out his thumb, then turned 180 degrees, pointed down at Malfoy,

"You Slytherin pick whatever you want, if you are shameless enough, it doesn't matter if you are a senior, I will hit ten!"

Ai Wen, who was eating, almost spit out the food, Master Ha, what happened?Are you going to cut him in the middle?
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(End of this chapter)