Chapter 90 Future Vision
Time flies and it is Saturday.
All students have finished their exams.
The Quidditch field was packed with people early in the morning.
Even though the game was at 11 o'clock and started near noon.
But people who love Quidditch took their seats in advance with portable food such as pies and bacon brought from the dining hall, as well as drinks such as pumpkin juice.
Basil was among them.
Of course, he didn't love Quidditch.
Not to follow the crowd.
But to avoid Sirius Black.
These days, Dumbledore has been preventing Sirius from approaching the Slytherin Dean's office so that his Potions professor can mark papers, arrange exams, and prepare homework with peace of mind.
The door of the empty classroom next to it was removed and enlarged with magic.
He himself, while working inside, kept an eye on the door.
To prevent Sirius from finding fault.
Indeed, after Sirius learned from the big mouth Ron that Harry was treated unfairly in the Potions class, he did want to run to the basement.
But at that time, Basil was using the toilet in the dormitory bathroom.
The anger withered.
Reason came to his mind.
He was originally recalling the scene of teaching Snape a lesson, and was ready to repeat the same trick.
But after the anger faded, he felt that he was the bad guy.
In his mind, Snape was hung upside down in the air, and the black underwear exposed was inexplicably more dazzling.
This was the beginning of the bad fate.
The existence of Basil made Sirius unable to raise the guilt in his heart when facing James' face.
Other positive emotions, along with the memories of James teaching Snape a lesson, night walks, and playing tricks on others with spells, came out.
As an adult, he actually knew that he was too dissolute when he was young.
He would admit that he was sometimes an arrogant little fool.
Therefore, except for the happy memories related to Snape and James, he would not touch them.
However, now they all passed the memory of storing James' body and cracking the Potter's old house one by one and floated to his mind.
Although, he could only recognize the robbers' gang, it was not good to play tricks on other people. The bad fate between him and Snape made him think that there was nothing wrong with them teaching Snape a lesson.
But in his subconscious, there was still a trace of guilt.
As a result, Sirius gave up the idea of making trouble for Snape.
Working in the empty classroom next to the dean's office in the basement, Dumbledore, whose eyes were about to be cross-eyed, never waited for Sirius.
It was also subconscious that Sirius could vaguely feel that he could remember more memories with James when he was with Basil.
He began to like chatting with him.
The reason was that Basil had a relaxing temperament, and Draco needed it.
In this regard, Basil just wanted to say get out.
If he was still short of money, he might deliberately get closer to Sirius, a dog-rich man.
But now, who cares?
Moreover, although it is surprising to say.
Basil was still a little embarrassed when facing his future stepson Draco.
And Sirius always had Draco by his side.
However, the reason why he was unwilling to pay attention to Sirius was not just because of Draco.
These days, Riddle has been running outside.
While preparing food, medicine, gold, backpacks with traceless stretch spells and other props needed for traveling to another world, he was also handling the business of the Malfoy family.
To prevent anyone from bullying his master, the future lover of Basil Granger.
Therefore, Basil's energy was inevitably dispersed more on Riddle.
For this reason, he even temporarily removed the "Doctor of Curse" and put aside the experiment of testing the tolerance of "Obsidian Shadow" to the strong negative emotions brought by "Killing Intention" and "Killing Heart".
The remaining energy was much less except for his own entertainment and socializing with friends.
There was no extra room for Sirius.
Moreover, Sirius now seemed to be regarded as a tragic hero by everyone. His handsome appearance and elegant temperament that did not match his Erha-like heart attracted many students to watch.
In addition, Basil himself was particularly popular. The two of them together were simply a nightmare for Basil.
Fortunately, today was the Quidditch final, Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.
The players would discuss tactics in the locker room.
Draco was not in the audience.
Sirius was the same.
Whether he was looking for Harry or Draco.
He would not come to the audience to harass Basil.
Especially since Basil was now surrounded by people.
There were no empty seats.
He could lean on Hermione's thighs and watch the clouds change leisurely.
Well, the two twin sisters, Parvati and Padma, interacted with him behind him, and Hermione couldn't get angry now.
She would feel wrong and angry after they separated, but she would calm down again after they really came.
Reason told her that something was wrong, and then she attributed it to love.
Self-PUA, she loved him too much and couldn't be angry with him.
The power of [Obsidian Shadow] is strong and powerful, strong and powerful!
"Basil." Hermione stroked his golden hair, "Although I won't be angry, but if I continue like this, I might do something bad."
Basil felt his scalp tingling.
A strange picture appeared in his mind.
Parvati and Padma, who were smiling at him from behind, lost their pretty faces.
He was suspended in the air, wrapped only in a scarf.
On the right side of the bed, Hermione smiled nervously, and there seemed to be a soul crying at the tip of her wand.
In a trance, the world in her eyes returned to normal.
Hermione smiled gently.
Parvati and Padma held his hands and played the finger counting game.
He stood up and pulled his hand out of the two people's hands.
Fear lingered in his heart, but it could not spread under a strange force.
After telling a few lies and explaining his strange behavior.
He quickly launched a "voice" to Riddle, who was shopping in Knockturn Alley and knocked out several dark wizards lightly, and explained everything just now.
"Your magic scale has exceeded 7, right." Riddle turned the wand in his hand and sent a red light to the back, "I don't know the specific data. But your magic power is too high compared to your age, body, and will. As far as I can perceive, your magic magnetic field is more agile and can better convey your emotions to the outside."
He waved the wand again, and the store opened.
There was a sound similar to knocking on the door from inside.
Stepping over the body of the unconscious wizard, Riddle walked deeper, ignoring the dry hands, the luxurious opal necklace, the chain emitting black gas and other strange objects. He continued to reply: "That is to say, the words are more contagious. Harry Potter is different from you. Although his scale is 10. But the proportion relative to the container that bears magic power is a normal value."
Waved the wand again. A black leather suitcase inlaid with silver buckles broke through the cabinet door.
Flew into Riddle's hand.
"Yes, that's it. The last work of the famous alchemist Gregory - [World in the Box]. My lord, the backpack is ready."
He ignored the crackling sound similar to gunfire coming from the street outside.
Before the Aurors appeared, he disappeared into the air with the box.
He appeared again in the secret room at the bottom of Loch Ness.
Surrounded by colorful potion bottles, drinks, food, spare clothes, and gold.
"Let's continue with the topic just now. Wizards who speak contagiously, I don't mean the words or the voice. It's the innate leadership qualities (Sybill Trelawney is excluded here. The third eye of her family is so outstanding that she was cursed, causing them to lose their convincing qualities. Compared with the prophet, they are more like charlatans and liars)."
"They often also have the third eye. That is, the ability to see the future occasionally."
"Grindelwald is one of the best."
"Obviously, what you just saw was the future. After abusing the ability of [Encouragement]."
