Chapter 398 Prophecy Hall

The little wizards were all stunned. The person coming was actually Principal Dumbledore?

The principal also showed a surprised expression. Obviously, he did not expect that it would be his students who were caught.

Fortunately, he quickly came to his senses and asked with a serious expression, "What on earth is going on?"

The young wizards' eyes fell on Harry.

Everyone saw what happened, but the problem was that Harry didn't seem to want to tell anyone else about it.

Harry, who was being watched by everyone, exuded a sense of resistance. He stared at the Silent Man with very angry eyes, and the face under the Silent Man's mask was full of doubts and confusion.

Hey, you little brat, what are you looking at me for?

Principal Dumbledore closed his eyes. Obviously, he also realized something unusual, so he slowed down his tone and said, "Okay kids, I understand your reluctance to betray your companions, but there are some Things may not be what you think..."

"That thing is mine!" Harry shouted. "That glass ball has my name written on the label!"

The little wizards all showed worried looks. Even Ginny felt that something was wrong with Harry, but she opened her mouth and had no idea how to comfort him.

Principal Dumbledore frowned, paused, and asked doubtfully, "Did you write your name? Can you take me to take a look?"

However, Harry sat there motionless, staring at Principal Dumbledore, his eyes were a little creepy.

The principal sensed something was wrong, and he was ready to knock Harry out. At this moment, Harry shouted, "You all know there is something of mine there! You all know it! But don't tell me! Just like us I sell shampoo! You would never tell me until the end! Right?"

"Harry!" Hermione shouted uneasily, trying to get him to stop speaking so rudely.

But Harry continued to yell as if he was possessed, "You are just treating me like a fool! What a savior! What a Boy Who Lived! You have obviously heard something from the prophecy, but you If you don’t want to save them! Just watch them lose their lives!”

Robert blinked and said, "Hey, what did our savior think about again? Why did he involve other people again?"

"Harry!" Ginny was about to cry. "What are you talking about! This is Principal Dumbledore. Tell him what you saw!"

"SPT to APWBD... This is a prophecy given by one person to another. The content is about Voldemort and me." The string of English letters that Harry spat out made several people present a little confused, "I don't know SPT. Know who it is, but APWBD, isn't that your name? Dumbledore!"

The office fell silent, and everyone looked at Principal Dumbledore with surprise. The principal just looked at Harry with his calm eyes, as if he didn't hear his accusation.

"Mr. Leslie, Miss Granger." Principal Dumbledore said, "Can you take Miss Weasley to find her father? I have something to tell Harry."

Ginny wanted to say something like she wanted to stay too, but she opened her mouth and finally looked at Harry with a worried look.

Harry was still staring at Principal Dumbledore, with no intention of looking back at anyone else, which made Ginny a little sad.

Finally, the little wizards and the Silent Man left the small office together.

"Okay, you little brats, leave now!" The Silent Man waved his hands angrily, as if to shoo away flies, "I still have to restore those glass balls to their original state."

Glancing at Ginny, the little girl obviously didn't want to go upstairs to find Mr. Weasley, and kept peeking towards the office. Hermione discussed it with Robert in a low voice, and the two decided to wait here for Harry to come out to compare. good.

"Mr. Monks." Robert smiled kindly, "We are very sorry for breaking your most important prophecy ball just now, so if there is anything we can do..."

"What can you do?" Mr. Silent Man said angrily, "Can you still use a repair spell to turn glass slag back into glass beads?"

"As long as you can turn glass slag into glass beads...that'll be enough?" Robert looked suspicious, "What should we do with the prophecy inside?"

The silent man's dark mask showed no expression, but his tone was full of ridicule, "That will have to wait until you can conjure a glass bead."

Ten minutes later, Robert and Hermione, who had found the solution, each handed a glass bead to the Silent Man, which made the muscular Mr. Silent Man obviously doubtful about life, "Are all the little wizards today so knowledgeable? Or is it that Hogwarts’ graduation requirements have now been doubled?”

He had obviously fallen into self-doubt and refused to believe that the little wizards in front of him were still underage.

The repair spell can indeed repair many things, even paper treated by an alchemist is within its repair range, but if a spell similar to the splitting spell is cast on it, it will delay the repair process.

After analyzing this point, it became easier to restore the glass beads. Mr. Silent Man couldn't say anything to drive the little wizards away, so he could only silently bring them to the cabinet to help sort out the pile of glass. Scum.

Hermione looked curiously at the restored glass beads in her hands. The white flocculent substance inside had disappeared. The restored glass beads were just glass beads. The prophecy, or rather the memory of the prophecy, had disappeared. net.

The four of them had their own thoughts and didn't say anything, just doing the work at hand silently, until Mr. Silent Man couldn't help but ask, "What... do you think prophecy is?"

Hermione, who had always liked answering questions, showed a perplexed expression this time. Although there were various books on divination in the library, none of them told her how to make a real prediction.

Ginny was still worried about Harry in the dark room and didn't hear his question at all.

Robert began to think about it. When it comes to things like prophecies, the first thing that comes to mind is "Revelation" and "Tuibei Tu". Others, such as the Mayan doomsday prophecies, are quite widely spread, but in fact most people are Watch it for fun.

According to normal understanding, predictions can easily become a joke if no external force is applied. As for things like love predictions, academic predictions, and career predictions, if you don't work hard, you will just die at home. if……

Maybe the probability of accidentally traveling to another world is higher than the probability of successfully advancing.