Chapter 360. The Prophecy and the 360 Professors
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Po Sui Tai Di
Chapter 360 360. Prophecy and the Three Professors
Scott kept thinking about it, and when he walked to the door of the auditorium, he remembered that he had to go to the Transfiguration Club at night.
Taking out his pocket watch to check the time, he realized that it was too late for dinner.
So he simply turned around and went directly to the second floor of the main castle building, and walked into the classroom before the club activities started.
After that, he spent an hour absent-mindedly.
Probably because of his abnormal performance, after the club's activities, Professor McGonagall stopped him.
"Mr. Trollope." Professor McGonagall looked at him with a harsh voice, "I noticed that you have been a little distracted during the process just now."
"Sorry, Professor McGonagall." Scott replied reflexively.
"I don't want to hear you say sorry, Mr. Trollope, I still know you well, and I don't think you are the kind of student who would be lazy in study." Professor McGonagall said again.
Her tone became milder, "I want to say that if you encounter something that will affect your studies, the best choice for you should be to seek help from your professor in time."
Scott looked up and saw the concern in Professor McGonagall's eyes.
After thinking about it, he decided to tell the prophecy and seek help from the professors.
The content of that prophecy sounds complicated, and the things involved are obviously beyond the scope of his current ability. He doesn't think it's a good idea to face it alone.
Thinking of this, he directly opened his mouth to talk, "It happened. After the afternoon class, I met Professor Trelawney in the back garden of the castle..."
As soon as Professor McGonagall heard the name Trelawney, the expression on his face changed subtly.
Her eyebrows were slightly raised, with a slight frown between her brows, her already tightly pursed lips were even tighter, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth became much deeper.
Taking a deep breath, she interrupted Scott impatiently.
"She said something scary to you? Like a prophecy about when you will die?"
Her voice was obviously ironic, and while she was speaking, her eyes were fixed on Scott, with some incomprehensible meaning.
"Many people know that Professor Trelawney predicts the death of students every year, but her prediction has never come true!"
After saying a few words, she couldn't help but took a deep breath before continuing.
"I don't understand." She still stared at Scott closely. "You don't seem like the type of person who would believe her nonsense."
Professor McGonagall's series of reactions were really interesting. Even though Scott felt a little heavy in his heart at the moment, he couldn't help but smile.
"I know, Professor." He said to Professor McGonagall seriously, "I know that Professor Trelawney's usual predictions are mostly a kind of... well, performance."
Having said that, he lowered his voice, "But I also know that she once had a real prophecy...the one about Harry and the mysterious man."
As soon as his words fell, Professor McGonagall immediately changed his face.
She couldn't help but raised her hand and pushed the square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her tightly pursed lips trembled, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her lips became a little stiff.
It was a while before she began to speak again.
"I don't know where you got the news from."
At this time, her voice became a little unstable.
"But I can tell you with certainty that Professor Trelawney has never been able to perform to the level that a divination professor should have since that day."
Having said that, she seems to have calmed down a bit.
"Speaking of which, I still don't know what the prophecy she said that night was about."
She said with some dissatisfaction.
"All I know is that Dumbledore was willing to give her a professorship for that prophecy."
Scott could see that Professor McGonagall looked down on Professor Trelawney, including the divination course itself.
It seems that in order for her to take this matter seriously, she has to see the scene with her own eyes.
"I know what you said." He said calmly, "but at that time... I don't know how to describe it. In short, you can see the scene at that time with your own eyes."
As he spoke, he took out the panoramic binoculars from the shapeshifting lizard leather bag, and then took out his [Magic Mirror].
Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, but after seeing Scott's actions, she changed her tone again, "This is the thing you invented that can preserve images and sounds?"
It seems that she still knows the hot news in Hogwarts castle in recent days.
Scott nodded, pulled out his wand, and skillfully extracted the picture and sound from the panoramic telescope and the eagle-shaped brooch, and imported it into the [Magic Mirror].
Next, he quickly slid his finger on the mirror surface of [Magic Mirror], combining the "video" and "audio" at the fastest speed.
After doing this, he turned the direction of the [Magic Mirror], placed it on the podium in front of Professor McGonagall, and tapped the mirror again with his finger.
The originally static picture on the mirror began to move, and a clear sound came out at the same time.
"Ho, ho ho..."
Seeing Professor Trelawney's convulsive behavior in the mirror, Professor McGonagall frowned tightly, and his expression became serious.
"The scroll of history is opened...the revived witch...the sleeping great man...he wants to devour...defeated in the hands of the non-surviving!"
The voice from [Magic Mirror] perfectly restored Professor Trelawney’s ugly voice, which was howling like hundreds of female ghosts. Scott couldn’t help but raised his hands and rubbed his aching ear.
Professor McGonagall looked up at Scott until Professor Trelawney returned to normal and began to perform exaggeratedly, and the picture played in the mirror stopped again.
She hesitated and said: "Mr. Trollope, this prophecy, well, it may be a true prophecy, but it doesn't sound like it has anything to do with you?"
"I think, I am the person she said does not exist." Scott said softly, "When I heard this prophecy, my instinct has been telling me so."
He knew that his explanation sounded lame, but he couldn't come up with other more reasonable explanations.
Does he want to tell everyone that he came across the world, and this world was just a novel in his original world?
That sounds more gibberish than his current explanation.
Fortunately, this is the magic world. For wizards who are born with magic, the power of the mind is undoubtedly powerful. No one would think that there is anything wrong with a wizard who believes in his own intuition.
Just like at this time, after hearing what he said, worry appeared in Professor McGonagall's sight.
"Professor Dumbledore must be informed about this matter." An apology appeared on her face again, "Sorry, I don't have any experience in dealing with so-called prophecies."
Scott could see that Professor McGonagall was trying to keep her cool, trying to hide her worry.
She probably didn't expect that this matter was actually true, and it was beyond her ability.
But Scott was not lost, and he had already prepared for this. He could feel Professor McGonagall's sincere concern for him.
After Scott nodded, Professor McGonagall quickly took out his wand.
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if trying to calm herself down.
"Call God Guard!"
Silvery smoke gushes from her wand, forming a silver tabby cat that appears to be between reality and reality.
The cat jumped nimbly in the air and left the classroom quickly.
While waiting for Dumbledore's arrival, Professor McGonagall watched Trelawney's prophecy again, trying to use her knowledge to interpret the prophecy.
But her reading was no better than Scott's.
Because she hadn't heard the prophecy about thestrals that Trelawney said in front of Luna last semester, Professor McGonagall could only guess that the [Resuscitated Witch] should be Medea Slytherin, but she couldn't Very sure.
So Scott told her the content of the prophecy.
While the two were talking, Dumbledore hurriedly opened the classroom door and walked in, followed by Professor Flitwick.
"Oh...Scott." Professor Flitwick gasped for breath, but still spoke first, "I heard..."
"Filius, Albus, you should look at this first." Professor McGonagall handed the [magic mirror] to Professor Flitwick very simply.
"Oh... I remember..."
Professor Flitwick played with Scott's [Magic Mirror], so he clicked on "Video" quickly.
Dumbledore only needs to lower his head to watch with him very conveniently.
"Hey...history...witch...sleeping...swallowing...failure..."
When Trelawney's overly terrifying voice sounded, the pointed-eared Professor Flitwick exclaimed, and almost couldn't hold the [Magic Mirror] firmly in his hand.
Scott's ears also suffered tons of damage once again.
Scott simply covered his ears, but Professor Flitwick endured the torture and watched the "video".
After Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick had finished reading, Professor McGonagall told them the "intuition" Scott had just mentioned without requiring Scott to speak.
Dumbledore just glanced at Scott after listening, and did not raise any objections.
Scott understood that Dumbledore would not trust his explanations as credulously as Professor McGonagall, but on the other hand, the old headmaster was very tolerant of students in many ways.
He will believe that Scott corresponds to the identity of the [non-existing person] in the prophecy, and he will not delve too deeply into why Scott is so sure.
For Scott, that was enough.
As for Professor Flitwick... the way he looked at Scott was exactly the same as Professor McGonagall's eyes at this moment, and because of his emotional sensitivity, the worry shown was even more obvious.
He looked at Scott worriedly for a long time before raising his head and asking Dumbledore, "Albus, how do you think this prophecy should be interpreted?"
Dumbledore's expression at this time was a little dignified, mixed with embarrassment.
"Sorry, Felius," he whispered, "I can't quite read it either."
Professor Flitwick said anxiously: "Then what should we do? Are we going to start with Ms. Slytherin mentioned in the prophecy?"
"The resurgent witch rolled up the storm." Professor McGonagall repeated a sentence in the prophecy, and then continued, "If we can restrict Ms. Slytherin's actions and make the so-called storm disappear, the prophecy will not stand."
Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up when he heard that, "This sounds like a feasible solution, Minerva!"
At this time, Dumbledore sighed, "No, the storm has been rolled up and cannot be stopped easily."
"Albus?"
Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall looked at him at the same time.
Dumbledore briefly explained the sudden and chaotic situation in the magic world today.
Flitwick and McGonagall, the two professors who devoted themselves to teaching and educating people, were very surprised after hearing this, and opened their mouths wide at the same time.
If Scott just felt like he missed a few episodes, they probably felt like they missed an entire season.
"Why is that?" said Professor Flitwick distressed.
Dumbledore was not as anxious as Flitwick and McGonagall, he turned his attention to Scott who was standing quietly aside.
"Scott." He said kindly, "Do you have any thoughts about the prophecy?"
Just as Scott wanted to comfort Professor Flitwick, telling him not to be in a hurry, he heard Dumbledore's question.
Facing the old headmaster's question, Scott couldn't help but say the idea that first popped up in his mind.
"I did have an idea, Professor Dumbledore," he replied.
Facing the gazes of the three professors, he said softly: "If I completely forget the content of this prophecy, will it be possible to prevent me from pursuing the prophecy and actively choosing the fate revealed by the prophecy?"
Hearing his thoughts, both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall became thoughtful.
But Dumbledore said something that Scott couldn't refute in an instant, "How do you know that choosing the option of forgetting at this moment is not the way to the prophecy?"
Scott opened his mouth, a little wanting to cry.
He murmured: "In this way, as long as the prophecy happens, it means being chosen by fate, and there is no way to change it?"
Dumbledore shook his head again.
"Sorry, kid." He said slowly, "I can't teach you the correct answer to this question. Even though I have lived for more than 100 years, I have never seen destiny clearly."
There was a brief silence in the classroom.
None of the three professors came to comfort Scott with the words "the final result in the prophecy is good".
Those present are all smart people, and they all know clearly that although the prophecy says that the [great people] will be defeated by the [non-surviving people], this does not mean that [the non-surviving people] will definitely have good results.
[The Man Who Doesn't Survive] sounds like a victory, but a complete victory is a victory, and a miserable victory is also a victory. Even dying a second later than the enemy is a victory...
No one can say for sure what the final result will be.
The silence in the classroom lasted for a while, Professor McGonagall remained standing still, and Professor Flitwick had already started pacing back and forth.
They were all still thinking, and Dumbledore spoke again.
He said to Scott, "Well, would you like to take my old man's advice?"
When he spoke, he had a kind smile on his face.
This kind of smile is gentle, with kindness and tolerance; but it is also full of strength, as if fearless about everything.
Scott was also a little infected and couldn't help smiling.
He nodded at Dumbledore, "Of course, Professor."
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Scott kept thinking about it, and when he walked to the door of the auditorium, he remembered that he had to go to the Transfiguration Club at night.
Taking out his pocket watch to check the time, he realized that it was too late for dinner.
So he simply turned around and went directly to the second floor of the main castle building, and walked into the classroom before the club activities started.
After that, he spent an hour absent-mindedly.
Probably because of his abnormal performance, after the club's activities, Professor McGonagall stopped him.
"Mr. Trollope." Professor McGonagall looked at him with a harsh voice, "I noticed that you have been a little distracted during the process just now."
"Sorry, Professor McGonagall." Scott replied reflexively.
"I don't want to hear you say sorry, Mr. Trollope, I still know you well, and I don't think you are the kind of student who would be lazy in study." Professor McGonagall said again.
Her tone became milder, "I want to say that if you encounter something that will affect your studies, the best choice for you should be to seek help from your professor in time."
Scott looked up and saw the concern in Professor McGonagall's eyes.
After thinking about it, he decided to tell the prophecy and seek help from the professors.
The content of that prophecy sounds complicated, and the things involved are obviously beyond the scope of his current ability. He doesn't think it's a good idea to face it alone.
Thinking of this, he directly opened his mouth to talk, "It happened. After the afternoon class, I met Professor Trelawney in the back garden of the castle..."
As soon as Professor McGonagall heard the name Trelawney, the expression on his face changed subtly.
Her eyebrows were slightly raised, with a slight frown between her brows, her already tightly pursed lips were even tighter, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her mouth became much deeper.
Taking a deep breath, she interrupted Scott impatiently.
"She said something scary to you? Like a prophecy about when you will die?"
Her voice was obviously ironic, and while she was speaking, her eyes were fixed on Scott, with some incomprehensible meaning.
"Many people know that Professor Trelawney predicts the death of students every year, but her prediction has never come true!"
After saying a few words, she couldn't help but took a deep breath before continuing.
"I don't understand." She still stared at Scott closely. "You don't seem like the type of person who would believe her nonsense."
Professor McGonagall's series of reactions were really interesting. Even though Scott felt a little heavy in his heart at the moment, he couldn't help but smile.
"I know, Professor." He said to Professor McGonagall seriously, "I know that Professor Trelawney's usual predictions are mostly a kind of... well, performance."
Having said that, he lowered his voice, "But I also know that she once had a real prophecy...the one about Harry and the mysterious man."
As soon as his words fell, Professor McGonagall immediately changed his face.
She couldn't help but raised her hand and pushed the square-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, her tightly pursed lips trembled, and the nasolabial folds at the corners of her lips became a little stiff.
It was a while before she began to speak again.
"I don't know where you got the news from."
At this time, her voice became a little unstable.
"But I can tell you with certainty that Professor Trelawney has never been able to perform to the level that a divination professor should have since that day."
Having said that, she seems to have calmed down a bit.
"Speaking of which, I still don't know what the prophecy she said that night was about."
She said with some dissatisfaction.
"All I know is that Dumbledore was willing to give her a professorship for that prophecy."
Scott could see that Professor McGonagall looked down on Professor Trelawney, including the divination course itself.
It seems that in order for her to take this matter seriously, she has to see the scene with her own eyes.
"I know what you said." He said calmly, "but at that time... I don't know how to describe it. In short, you can see the scene at that time with your own eyes."
As he spoke, he took out the panoramic binoculars from the shapeshifting lizard leather bag, and then took out his [Magic Mirror].
Professor McGonagall wanted to say something, but after seeing Scott's actions, she changed her tone again, "This is the thing you invented that can preserve images and sounds?"
It seems that she still knows the hot news in Hogwarts castle in recent days.
Scott nodded, pulled out his wand, and skillfully extracted the picture and sound from the panoramic telescope and the eagle-shaped brooch, and imported it into the [Magic Mirror].
Next, he quickly slid his finger on the mirror surface of [Magic Mirror], combining the "video" and "audio" at the fastest speed.
After doing this, he turned the direction of the [Magic Mirror], placed it on the podium in front of Professor McGonagall, and tapped the mirror again with his finger.
The originally static picture on the mirror began to move, and a clear sound came out at the same time.
"Ho, ho ho..."
Seeing Professor Trelawney's convulsive behavior in the mirror, Professor McGonagall frowned tightly, and his expression became serious.
"The scroll of history is opened...the revived witch...the sleeping great man...he wants to devour...defeated in the hands of the non-surviving!"
The voice from [Magic Mirror] perfectly restored Professor Trelawney’s ugly voice, which was howling like hundreds of female ghosts. Scott couldn’t help but raised his hands and rubbed his aching ear.
Professor McGonagall looked up at Scott until Professor Trelawney returned to normal and began to perform exaggeratedly, and the picture played in the mirror stopped again.
She hesitated and said: "Mr. Trollope, this prophecy, well, it may be a true prophecy, but it doesn't sound like it has anything to do with you?"
"I think, I am the person she said does not exist." Scott said softly, "When I heard this prophecy, my instinct has been telling me so."
He knew that his explanation sounded lame, but he couldn't come up with other more reasonable explanations.
Does he want to tell everyone that he came across the world, and this world was just a novel in his original world?
That sounds more gibberish than his current explanation.
Fortunately, this is the magic world. For wizards who are born with magic, the power of the mind is undoubtedly powerful. No one would think that there is anything wrong with a wizard who believes in his own intuition.
Just like at this time, after hearing what he said, worry appeared in Professor McGonagall's sight.
"Professor Dumbledore must be informed about this matter." An apology appeared on her face again, "Sorry, I don't have any experience in dealing with so-called prophecies."
Scott could see that Professor McGonagall was trying to keep her cool, trying to hide her worry.
She probably didn't expect that this matter was actually true, and it was beyond her ability.
But Scott was not lost, and he had already prepared for this. He could feel Professor McGonagall's sincere concern for him.
After Scott nodded, Professor McGonagall quickly took out his wand.
She took a deep breath and let it out slowly, as if trying to calm herself down.
"Call God Guard!"
Silvery smoke gushes from her wand, forming a silver tabby cat that appears to be between reality and reality.
The cat jumped nimbly in the air and left the classroom quickly.
While waiting for Dumbledore's arrival, Professor McGonagall watched Trelawney's prophecy again, trying to use her knowledge to interpret the prophecy.
But her reading was no better than Scott's.
Because she hadn't heard the prophecy about thestrals that Trelawney said in front of Luna last semester, Professor McGonagall could only guess that the [Resuscitated Witch] should be Medea Slytherin, but she couldn't Very sure.
So Scott told her the content of the prophecy.
While the two were talking, Dumbledore hurriedly opened the classroom door and walked in, followed by Professor Flitwick.
"Oh...Scott." Professor Flitwick gasped for breath, but still spoke first, "I heard..."
"Filius, Albus, you should look at this first." Professor McGonagall handed the [magic mirror] to Professor Flitwick very simply.
"Oh... I remember..."
Professor Flitwick played with Scott's [Magic Mirror], so he clicked on "Video" quickly.
Dumbledore only needs to lower his head to watch with him very conveniently.
"Hey...history...witch...sleeping...swallowing...failure..."
When Trelawney's overly terrifying voice sounded, the pointed-eared Professor Flitwick exclaimed, and almost couldn't hold the [Magic Mirror] firmly in his hand.
Scott's ears also suffered tons of damage once again.
Scott simply covered his ears, but Professor Flitwick endured the torture and watched the "video".
After Dumbledore and Professor Flitwick had finished reading, Professor McGonagall told them the "intuition" Scott had just mentioned without requiring Scott to speak.
Dumbledore just glanced at Scott after listening, and did not raise any objections.
Scott understood that Dumbledore would not trust his explanations as credulously as Professor McGonagall, but on the other hand, the old headmaster was very tolerant of students in many ways.
He will believe that Scott corresponds to the identity of the [non-existing person] in the prophecy, and he will not delve too deeply into why Scott is so sure.
For Scott, that was enough.
As for Professor Flitwick... the way he looked at Scott was exactly the same as Professor McGonagall's eyes at this moment, and because of his emotional sensitivity, the worry shown was even more obvious.
He looked at Scott worriedly for a long time before raising his head and asking Dumbledore, "Albus, how do you think this prophecy should be interpreted?"
Dumbledore's expression at this time was a little dignified, mixed with embarrassment.
"Sorry, Felius," he whispered, "I can't quite read it either."
Professor Flitwick said anxiously: "Then what should we do? Are we going to start with Ms. Slytherin mentioned in the prophecy?"
"The resurgent witch rolled up the storm." Professor McGonagall repeated a sentence in the prophecy, and then continued, "If we can restrict Ms. Slytherin's actions and make the so-called storm disappear, the prophecy will not stand."
Professor Flitwick's eyes lit up when he heard that, "This sounds like a feasible solution, Minerva!"
At this time, Dumbledore sighed, "No, the storm has been rolled up and cannot be stopped easily."
"Albus?"
Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall looked at him at the same time.
Dumbledore briefly explained the sudden and chaotic situation in the magic world today.
Flitwick and McGonagall, the two professors who devoted themselves to teaching and educating people, were very surprised after hearing this, and opened their mouths wide at the same time.
If Scott just felt like he missed a few episodes, they probably felt like they missed an entire season.
"Why is that?" said Professor Flitwick distressed.
Dumbledore was not as anxious as Flitwick and McGonagall, he turned his attention to Scott who was standing quietly aside.
"Scott." He said kindly, "Do you have any thoughts about the prophecy?"
Just as Scott wanted to comfort Professor Flitwick, telling him not to be in a hurry, he heard Dumbledore's question.
Facing the old headmaster's question, Scott couldn't help but say the idea that first popped up in his mind.
"I did have an idea, Professor Dumbledore," he replied.
Facing the gazes of the three professors, he said softly: "If I completely forget the content of this prophecy, will it be possible to prevent me from pursuing the prophecy and actively choosing the fate revealed by the prophecy?"
Hearing his thoughts, both Professor Flitwick and Professor McGonagall became thoughtful.
But Dumbledore said something that Scott couldn't refute in an instant, "How do you know that choosing the option of forgetting at this moment is not the way to the prophecy?"
Scott opened his mouth, a little wanting to cry.
He murmured: "In this way, as long as the prophecy happens, it means being chosen by fate, and there is no way to change it?"
Dumbledore shook his head again.
"Sorry, kid." He said slowly, "I can't teach you the correct answer to this question. Even though I have lived for more than 100 years, I have never seen destiny clearly."
There was a brief silence in the classroom.
None of the three professors came to comfort Scott with the words "the final result in the prophecy is good".
Those present are all smart people, and they all know clearly that although the prophecy says that the [great people] will be defeated by the [non-surviving people], this does not mean that [the non-surviving people] will definitely have good results.
[The Man Who Doesn't Survive] sounds like a victory, but a complete victory is a victory, and a miserable victory is also a victory. Even dying a second later than the enemy is a victory...
No one can say for sure what the final result will be.
The silence in the classroom lasted for a while, Professor McGonagall remained standing still, and Professor Flitwick had already started pacing back and forth.
They were all still thinking, and Dumbledore spoke again.
He said to Scott, "Well, would you like to take my old man's advice?"
When he spoke, he had a kind smile on his face.
This kind of smile is gentle, with kindness and tolerance; but it is also full of strength, as if fearless about everything.
Scott was also a little infected and couldn't help smiling.
He nodded at Dumbledore, "Of course, Professor."
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