Chapter 1100: bad prophecy

"Good morning, Professor."

"Good morning, Mr. Anderson, long time no see, Sybil." Dumbledore smiled and greeted Albert before turning his eyes to Trelawney.

"Good morning, Dumbledore, I..."

"Professor Trelawney hopes to return to school to continue serving." Albert continued for Trelawney.

"Oh, no problem, of course." Dumbledore smiled at Trelawney. "Hogwarts will always be your home."

Trelawney breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay Professor, I hope you can give Professor Dumbledore a prophecy." Albert took out a glass medicine bottle from the deformed lizard skin bag, poured a Flux from the bottle and handed it to Trelawney Said, "This is the phlegm."

"Prophecy for me?" Dumbledore repeated, raising his eyebrows slightly.

"Yes, for some reason." Albert said vaguely, "Anyway, try it, maybe, the Flux can stimulate your divination talent."

"Mr. Anderson, your way of thinking is always surprising." Dumbledore was very surprised to hear that Albert actually planned to use Flux to tap Trelawney's divination talents.

This is indeed a good idea. Fuling can enhance the user's ability in all aspects, and maybe it will really allow Trelawney's divination talent to be developed.

"how do you feel?"

Albert put away the vial as Trelawney watched.

"It's amazing, but I don't know if I can enter the state of prophecy you said. Maybe I can use the Carroll cards to divination for Dumbledore." Trelawney took out the Carroll cards from her pocket and shuffled the cards briefly. , fanned out and handed it to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore knew very well that Trelawney could predict the future, but that would require her to enter a certain state, rather than using the so-called Caro card divination, although he did not believe it at all, he still drew one.

"The tower struck by lightning!"

Trelawney looked at the Carroll card handed by Dumbledore and murmured, "Disaster, misfortune and death, this is not a good omen"

"Oh, doesn't it seem that there is no way for the Fuling pill?"

Albert was a little disappointed, but still smiled and said to Trelawney, "Professor, I've asked the house-elf to take the luggage back to your original room."

"Oh, I'll go first."

Trelawney understood what Albert meant, and when she turned to leave, she suddenly stopped and said in a hoarse voice different from her usual hoarse voice: "The Dark Lord will soon have his wish—his lifelong enemy. will die at the hands of those he trusts - and he will gladly die."

There was an eerie silence in the principal's office.

Trelawney opened her eyes in confusion. She seemed to sense that someone was looking at her. She turned her head to look at the two people with strange expressions. She mumbled something and turned to leave.

"Professor, don't be late for dinner."

"Oh."

Trelawney quickly disappeared into the entrance to the principal's office.

"What a surprise!" Dumbledore murmured.

"It seems that Flux is still somewhat useful." Albert said softly, "Trelawney's inherited gift of prophecy is very strong, but she can't control this accidental prophecy at all, just like... she hasn't gotten to Hogg yet. Watts's training kids, as long as they find the right way to develop it, they can put it to use."

"To be honest, I didn't take a divination class before, and I didn't have much patience for it." Dumbledore said softly, "Predicting the future is very difficult, because the causal relationship of people's behavior is always complex and changeable, and many predictions are actually Neither will come true.”

"You actually believe it, otherwise you wouldn't provide Trelawney with shelter." Albert said softly, "You also hope to get more useful prophecies from Trelawney."

"Oh, so it is, it seems that you predicted my death."

When it comes to death, Dumbledore is very calm, as if he was just talking about something commonplace.

"I just want to make a simple verification, will you still die."

"The so-called fatalism is popular in Western culture, and it is believed that prophecies cannot be changed after hearing them."

"It does have that claim, but I think it's more of a bullshit."

"Sirius is not dead." Albert said suddenly, "I changed the prophecy, although I never told him the content of the prophecy."

"But I think that prophecy can actually be changed, just like you said that the causal relationship of people's behavior is always complicated and changeable." Albert looked at Dumbledore and said calmly, "And I will tell you the news. , because I think your death comes more from your choices, your summer vacation plans."

"You think my summer vacation plans will lead to my death." Dumbledore's face was expressionless.

"You may be in trouble." Albert shook his head.

"Do you think I can find the Horcrux?" Dumbledore was more concerned about this matter.

"I think you can find it," said Albert.

"That's really good news," said Dumbledore cheerfully.

"I hope you can go to my wedding first, and then go to implement your summer vacation plan." Albert said calmly.

"My credit has always been good."

"If you're willing to help me, I'll tell you one thing, something very important to Harry." Albert said suddenly.

"You seem to enjoy making deals with other people."

"The strongest relationship between people is mutual benefit," Albert said softly. "I've been trying, and I've had good results."

"That's true," Dumbledore said with a smile. "Harry's thanks to you, and Trelawney's, you seem to have convinced her."

"I told her that Firenze won't stay at Hogwarts for too long, and in a few years he will return to the Forbidden Forest."

"This is really good news. I think Firenze definitely wants to return to his community." Dumbledore was a little surprised, but he also believed in Albert's divination.

"By the way, about Brother Hagrid, do you know?" Albert suddenly turned his head and asked when he walked out of the principal's office.

"I believe Hagrid's efforts will pay off."

"If that's the case, that's fine."

As soon as Albert left the principal's office, he was surrounded by a group of people.

"They said they saw you back."

Lee Jordan slapped Albert on the shoulder and asked, "Are Fred and George ready to come back?"

"They left, what did they do when they came back, did they suffer in the exam?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"It's really enviable!"

"Are you going to stay for the exam?" Shanna asked.

"Yeah, I plan to graduate from school normally." Albert said with a smile, "It's a beginning and an end."

"Oh, by the way, Umbridge will be leaving school today, and I think she'll leave quietly at dinner time."

"That's really big news," Lee Jordan said excitedly. "Maybe we should send Umbridge out of here ourselves."

This thing spread like wings at Hogwarts.

The members of the Anti-Toad Coalition believe that a farewell ceremony should be held for Umbridge, and the proposal is widely accepted by everyone.

Albert did not discuss with everyone how to hold the farewell ceremony, but went to Hagrid's hunting lodge,

"Oh, Albert, come in, come in," Hagrid greeted warmly. "You came just in time, and look what I just did."

"what is this?"

Albert stared at the glass of green liquid with ice cubes in it, raised his eyebrows and asked.

"It's dandelion juice."

"Dandelion juice, are you sure?"

Albert rejected it from the bottom of his heart.

"Do you not like it?"

"No, I have only drank dandelion tea, not freshly squeezed, so forget it."

"It's a pity, this is a good drink in summer." Hagrid poured a large glass into his mouth and smacking his lips.

"By the way, where did you hide last time?" Albert quickly changed the subject.

"I'm hiding in the mountains outside," said Hagrid, pointing in the direction of Hogsmeade. "There's a cave up there, where I've been hiding, thanks to the food you've prepared for me, otherwise I don't know what to do. ."

"Umbridge will leave quietly at dinner time today, do you want to give her a ride?" Albert asked with a smile.

"Oh, is that nasty guy finally going to **** off?" Hagrid looked delighted.

"Yes, she will probably go to Azkaban prison." Albert pulled a newspaper from his pocket. "She is accused of using the Cruciatus Curse on Harry."

"That mad woman should be in Azkaban with the dementors," Hagrid grumbled.

"The Dementors have rebelled, and they are no longer stationed in Azkaban." Albert spread out the newspaper and knocked on the third page, reminding him.

"Oh, my God." Hagrid took the newspaper and suddenly looked up at Albert. "By the way, I heard from Hermione that you whipped Umbridge hard."

"She planned to let the Aurors arrest me, so I beat her and the Aurors in a fit of rage." Albert said innocently.