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Chapter 311 Hermione and Ron's Worries, Prophecy
When Harry returned, the Magical Creatures class was over.

Many little wizards surrounded Hagrid like little birds, chirping and asking all kinds of questions.

Hagrid answered with a flushed face, feeling that his life had reached its peak.

Ron and Hermione were standing outside the crowd, and when they saw Harry coming, they immediately ran over.

"Mr. Potter, I won't disturb you as we are a gathering of friends." Grindelwald tightened his cloak, turned and left. As he passed Harry, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear:

"I hope you can pass Albus's test. I look forward to seeing you standing at the pinnacle of the wizarding world."

Harry didn't say anything, just nodded slightly, smiled and walked towards Hermione and Ron.

"Where have you been?" Hermione looked at Harry worriedly. "Assistant Hagrid said that you and Professor Quirrell went to see the headmaster. Is there something serious?"

Ron opened his mouth, and when he realized that Hermione had already said everything he needed to say, he closed it again, only giving her a probing look.

"Yes, there are some things..." Harry laid out his plan and Dumbledore's conditions, leaving Hermione and Ron speechless.

"Harry, can you please not go outside?" Hermione tried to persuade him, "You are not yet an adult. Hogwarts has Headmaster Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, and Professor Snape."

"We're still students, Harry."

Ron nodded in agreement and said, "I think Hermione is right. It's very dangerous out there."

"My father said that all the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic have been dispatched." He looked around and whispered, "Even the prisoners in Azkaban have escaped."

"Those are You-Know-Who's men. Although he is at Hogwarts now, he must be plotting something big."

"Can we tell this to others, Ron?" When Harry heard about Azkaban, he used a silencing spell to silence the surroundings.

People around them can only see their lips moving but cannot hear what they are saying.

"Dad said he could tell you, and Hermione is one of us. Of course, don't tell anyone else."

Hermione became even more worried. She held Harry's hand and looked at her boyfriend with pleading eyes.

"Hermione." Harry placed his palm on the back of Hermione's hand and said, "You know, there is nothing I need to learn in Hogwarts except the restricted section of the library."

"I will take you to watch the duel. Then you will feel more at ease."

"Really!?" Ron suddenly became excited.

In Ron's heart, magic duel is second only to wizard chess and Quidditch.

Especially the powerful Harry.

I wonder what kind of sparks he will create when fighting with other professors.

Hermione glared at Ron.

We agreed to persuade Harry together, but we were led astray in a matter of minutes.

What a pig teammate.

Then Hermione sighed and just squeezed Harry's hand tightly.

She knew Harry's character best.

Once he decides to do something, no one can persuade him.

After all, her learning progress was too slow and she had only practiced fifth-grade spells. Otherwise, she would have been able to stand by Harry's side.

Hermione took a deep breath, fighting spirit in her eyes.

Study hard, and then go to the Room of Requirement that Harry mentioned to practice spells.

We must catch up with Harry as soon as possible!
……

After dinner, in the Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom.

Multiple spells were set up here in advance to strongly ensure the stability and confidentiality of this temporary duel arena.

Tom Riddle, who had never attended the class, looked around curiously.

He finally got the classroom he had been dreaming of.

Unfortunately, on his left was Snape, on his right were Quirrell and Dumbledore, and behind him was a wizard in a black cloak whose face could not be seen.

These people kept casting vigilant glances at him, and Tom felt that the atmosphere of his appreciation of the 'territory' was completely destroyed.

"Is Harry not here yet?" Tom craned his neck to look at the door. "Principal Dumbledore, isn't it too strict to let a child challenge us?" "When I was there, there was no such restriction on leaving the school."

"Professor Riddle, if I could have set this rule at that time, perhaps the entire wizarding world would be a better place." Dumbledore said lightly.

Tom shrugged and fell silent.

He still wanted to be a good teacher at Hogwarts, so there was no need to offend his boss who was also his protector.

but--

Tom secretly observed Quirrell and found that he was different from before.

But he couldn't tell exactly what was different.

If there weren't so many people present, he would definitely give it a try.

"Squeak-"

The closed door of the classroom was pushed open, and Harry led Hermione and Ron in.

Sybill Trelawney, the messy-haired Divination professor, suddenly began to roll her eyes behind her large round-framed glasses, and then her whole body began to tremble.

The beads on her neck trembled with her body, colliding with each other and making crisp sounds.

The sound had a sense of madness yet order, and everyone's attention was drawn to her.

"The trajectory of the savior star has shifted. The dark lord is looking for himself. The chaos of war started with him and ended with him."

Trelawney muttered incoherently. Dumbledore held his breath and opened his hands to signal everyone to keep quiet. Then she spoke again:
"The most noble will receive his due reward, the most evil will receive his due punishment, and the indecent will be trapped in the sea, because the lighthouse will never light up again."

Trelawney's body began to tremble more violently, the sound of the beads colliding became extremely loud, and she screamed and shouted:
"The sun is rising, there is no longer absolute black and white, the golden age of magic is about to come!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the string holding the beads suddenly broke, and the beads fell to the ground, making a crackling sound.

Trelawney's trembling body stopped and her eyes rolled, her black pupils rolling back into place.

"I, what happened to me just now?" She looked confused, her eyes fell to the ground, and saw her familiar beads scattered on the ground, she couldn't help but said in pain:
"No, no! The inherited prophecy necklace! This must be a sign of great disaster, it must be!"

She squatted down in panic and tried to pick up the beads, but because she moved too violently, her extremely powerful glasses fell off.

Trelawney could see nothing.

Professor McGonagall quickly supported her friend and quickly picked up her glasses. "Slow down, Sybil."

"Few of your predictions come true."

"Thank you." Trelawney took the glasses handed to her by McGonagall, put them on, and said seriously, "This time is different, Minerva."

“I paid a huge price.”

Mag rolled her eyes helplessly, then bent down to help him pick up the beads.

"Here you go, Professor Trelawney." Harry, Hermione and Ron picked up a few beads and handed them to Trelawney.

"Oh, thank you." Trelawney took it and looked at the beads carefully. "Thank God, they are still intact. I can find a thread to string them together again."

"What huge price is there for this?" McGonagall stuffed two intact beads into Trelawney's hands unhappily. "You can use it just by putting it back on. There is no price at all."

"You don't understand." Trelawney put the beads in her pocket and squatted down to pick up the beads at her feet.

Snape, Quirrell, Flitwick, Grindelwald, and even Tom Riddle helped pick up beads for her.

"Great, great, everything is intact." Trelawney said mysteriously, "Principal Dumbledore, please hold up the robes."

"Oh, okay. I'm sorry, Sybil, I'm old and can't bend down." Dumbledore apologized sincerely and picked up his wizard robe.

Trelawney did not reply, her eyes fixed on the two beads at Dumbledore's feet.

They were covered with cracks, like two crying oil-painted faces.

　Gone.

　　Middle-aged Lao Deng wants to change jobs recently...

　　Which big guy can pay me to write for me (dog head), haha.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)