Natural Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 269 Trelawney’s Vision

"Of course it has nothing to do with us." Bree took Draco into the kitchen and ordered some breakfast.

"I just wanted to tell you, take this to your dad." Bree handed Draco the copy of "Monsters in the Witcher."

"The records here are very tempting, and I got them from Ouchong Greengrass."

Draco frowned, and he let go of the book again, while Bree was more direct and opened the book to the place where the dark death energy suppressed the blood curse.

Bree looked at Draco's surprised eyes and interrupted his mood: "There is no free lunch in the world."

"If this book is not tricky, Greengrass, who has the so-called blood boiling ceremony, has already become the first wizard family."

At this time, the house elf brought the freshly made green apple pie to Bree's table.

Brie thanked Diandian, which made Diandian almost faint from happiness.

"Breakfast at Hogwarts is free, as well as lunch, dinner, and even midnight snacks." Draco closed the book fearfully and whispered.

Bree smiled and sliced ​​open the green apple pie with her knife and fork.

"Do you think there is really no gain in Hogwarts? Everything is clearly priced. The value does not depend on you and me, but on Hogwarts itself."

Bree's eyes were covered with a layer of energetic natural magic in a trance, and his consciousness also fluctuated slightly, half-free from the shackles of his body.

In Bree's eyes, the walls of Hogwarts are covered with magical lines, and they are constantly rising and falling like breathing.

What it absorbed was the magic power and some emotions exuded by the little wizard.

"Hogwarts is harvesting, both in the unseen and visible places."

Bree didn't tell Draco what she saw, but told another fact.

"Think about it, even after graduation, there are countless wizards who respect this academy and are willing to maintain its existence. This cannot be equaled by some free things."

Seeing Draco in a daze, Bree reminded: "Eat breakfast quickly. Today is Professor Trelawney's exam. After this exam, you will have plenty of time to think about things."

The exam week at Hogwarts has begun. It starts on a week in June, and the second week is when grades are marked. The first day of the third week is when you get on the Hogwarts Express to go home. when.

And because of the Triwizard Tournament, even the most boring second week can be interesting.

"Oh, Professor Trelawney was drunk, otherwise we would have finished this subject a few days ago." Draco dissatisfied.

After the two finished their breakfast, they walked to the top of the tower not far from the owl hut, which was the classroom for divination classes, and it was the exam time for Slytherin and Gryffindor in the morning.

"Brie, good morning." Harry, Hermione and Bree greeted each other, while Ron on the other side was holding his tongue. It was obvious that he was not used to his two companions being close to Bree.

"Good morning…"

"Okay, we should sit down." Draco pulled Bree to the other side and sat down.

"Look." Ron said to Harry and Hermione, "You can't compare to Malfoy."

"Weasley, you should think carefully about how to fool Professor Trelawney." Hermione said coldly.

Hermione originally wanted to give up the Divination class, but Bree didn't give up, so she didn't give up either.

But she still doesn't have a good impression of the divination class.

"It's just random fabrication. This doesn't bother anyone." Ron muttered, but when he saw Professor Trelawney walking in, he immediately silenced himself.

"Okay, everyone, sit down and let's start the exam."

Tea sets were placed in front of everyone's table.

"Then let's get started. I will ask you one by one what you saw through the fog."

Trelawney glanced at each little wizard with her protruding, cloudy eyes.

"I will also randomly select a few wizards to make prophecies, so that you can experience real divination."

"Let's get started, children." After finishing speaking, Professor Trelawney staggered to the back of the teacher's bench. When everyone realized, they could no longer see Trelawney because she had already sat down along the podium. He drifted off to sleep.

"Oh, it smells like alcohol." Draco sneered: "It seems that we can get perfect scores without taking a test. We just need to wake her up at the end of the test and tell her that we have passed."

"She would immediately put an O on it and go drink."

Faced with Draco's ridicule, Bree started to divination with tea seriously.

After the hot water soaked the tea leaves, he began to observe...

"Why are there prophecies? How can this world allow such rules to exist?"

Brie doesn't look at divination from the perspective of a wizard, but looks at this bug-like ability as a character who creates rules.

"Prophecy." Bree muttered. He also made two predictions last year, two similar but different predictions, and neither of these predictions was completely verified.

"Perhaps, the first prophecy was the original trajectory, but I changed it."

"The second prophecy was a change to my existence, but I changed it again."

"When it's all over, that's the end of the prophecy."

The prophecy didn't seem to be that accurate, but generally everything that was supposed to happen happened.

"The beginning, the process, and the result, just like a story, changed because of my prophecy... Is this really a prophecy?"

Prophecy is a detection of the future. It cannot be so clear, let alone allow it to change.

"Then what did I see? I changed so easily, as if there were no consequences."

"What did you see!" A faint voice interrupted Bree's thinking. Bree saw that her tea cup had been covered by a shadow, and she could not see the changes inside. Bree raised her head slightly and saw Trelawney. Those cloudy and bloodshot eyes.

"Can the prophecy be changed?" Bree looked at Trelawney and asked.

"Haha." Trelawney seemed to be mocking.

"The prophecy represents the future, and the future cannot be changed. No matter how much we do, the world will follow the set future; even if you change it, it will turn around in another way."

Bree na na.

"Then what's the use of prophecy? Does it cause more distress?"

This question seemed to be asked to Trelawney. She was silent for a long time, a little dull.

The other little wizards all looked over, and some even talked quietly.

Seeing that Trelawney didn't move, Bree said to herself: "I once read in a book - time is a straight line, and you can't expect to be able to reverse it, because even if it is tied with a bow, it will not change. There will be bifurcations, because beyond this period of time, it is still a straight line, leading to the inevitable future.”

"In other words, if you jump out of this bow and look at it from a distance, when it is far enough, it is still a straight line and will not stop just because of a knot."

Trelawney frowned, because the bow can be opened, which means that Bree believes that the course of history can be changed, but fate is a straight line, which means that the ending will not change, which is very contradictory.

"Prophecy, what is it!" Trelawney scratched her messy hair, and suddenly she looked at Harry.

"You will face death!"

The huge exclamation shocked Harry, and he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

Ron whispered: "Drunk and crazy."

"Death, death!" Trelawney strode towards Harry, grabbed his arm, and stared at him.

"My child, you are going to die!"

"Oh, you're bullying Harry, Professor Trelawney!" Hermione pulled Trelawney away, glared at her, and held Harry behind her with her arms outstretched.

Ron on the side said directly: "Why don't you go and see Ode's future, don't you just hold on to Harry's death!"

Trelawney's death prophecy to Harry last year had aroused a lot of public opinion, and now Trelawney had to make a prophecy for Harry in the final exam, which really annoyed Hermione and Ron.

"Oude...Oude..." Trelawney suddenly looked at Bree.

Everyone was shocked, did she really want to put a death prophecy on Bree?
Draco looked at Trelawney coldly and said: "She has gone crazy, a lunatic..."

"Draco." Bree stopped Draco's rudeness.

"Oude, I saw the three mountains, and you died under the three mountains!"

"It's the Black Lake!"

"The corpse was suppressed under the black lake, and the sharp sword penetrated..."

Trelawney's words made everyone look shocked, and soon some young wizards looked at her angrily.

But before anyone could stop Trelawney, she fell to the ground in pain, holding her head and shouting.

"what!"

"Forbidden forest, big tree!"

"The mountains collapsed, the trees overwhelmed the mountains..."

"Ugh!" Professor Trelawney fainted.

"Draco, go get Madam Pomfrey and tell her that Professor Trelawney has fainted."

"Hermione, please go to Professor Dumbledore."

It is not a trivial matter for the professor to faint, Bree directed with a headache, and he approached Trelawney.

stroking her forehead.

This is?

Bree felt a web of silvery light over Trelawney's soul, converging into an eye between her brows.

Sight!

Sight is a kind of magical talent, which exists in the Trelawney family in the wizarding world, but even in the Trelawney family, few people can master it, and most of the rest are liars pretending to be crazy.

what did she see?
Brie's eyes turned red, and he was running his magic power rapidly, making the tips of his hair turn a little white.

"Brie?" Harry looked at Bree squatting on the ground with some worry, but did not dare to touch him.

At this time, Bree is using magic power to shuttle through the grid of the field of vision.

Some regular fragments are intertwined in the delicate silver light.

These are the keys to Trelawney's ability to see the future.

It's time!
And... a pair of eyes that spanned the years.

"I am Sybil, a lunatic who has endless years but is trapped in the prophecy, thank you for meeting you in endless years..."

The eyes quickly disappeared, and it seemed that she did not exist, or that she existed in Trelawney's soul, and she was the sight.

"Sibyl, a cursed seer."

Sybil is a mythical priestess, she has the ability to prophesy, but she is cursed, no one believes her words, including herself... so that she can't change anything, and she has an endless lifespan, only Can be trapped and die in the pain of prophecy.

"Professor Trelawney's magic is a little confused, but it's not serious."

Bree stood up, and Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey came too. Madam Pomfrey made the same judgment as Bree.

After Dumbledore understood the whole story, he let the little wizards leave.

"Three big mountains, giant trees, black lakes, sharp swords, corpses..." Dumbledore seemed more interested in Bree's prophecy, but he did not forget Harry.

"Harry, you didn't encounter any difficulties, did you?"

Harry shook his head subconsciously, but Ron said directly: "Harry has been having nightmares these days. Professor Dumbledore, can you help him?"

Ron looked at the pale Harry worriedly and said to him worriedly: "Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore can help you. The nightmare you have is too scary. You need to take a closer look."

Nightmare?

Dumbledore's eyes flickered, and then he said: "Then please come to my office later, Harry."

Dumbledore added: "Odd, please come too. Of course, you can come at any time."

This time the exam ended in such a muddle, and Dumbledore told them that everyone can get excellent.

"Look, she can figure out a way to pass us without even taking the exam." Draco chirped in Bree's ear, while Bree was still thinking about the time rules in the field of view.

"Draco, is there only one way in this world?"

Bree couldn't believe that the future couldn't really be a straight line.

Time and space alternate, and there should be countless forks in the future.

But the existence of the vision field made Bree a little puzzled, because the world really seemed to be arranged, lifeless and lacking in vitality.

"What are you thinking, Bree?"

Draco didn't understand what Bree was saying, so he asked, "What are we going to eat for lunch?"

Bree was speechless.

Well, no matter whether the future is straight or not, at least part of me has changed, right?

Bree smiled, and then said: "I'm going to the turret at noon, Tom has already started arranging the banquet, I have to confirm with him, and then I have to go to Dumbledore, lest he be careful to mark one of my subjects T."

"Okay, you busy guy."

……

Bree quickly arranged the invitation list with Tom in the corner tower, and then asked Tom to start arranging the banquet.

When they arrived at Dumbledore's office, Bree opened the door but did not see Dumbledore. The door to the inner room was opened.

Bree stepped forward.

Dumbledore and Harry were standing next to the Pensieve, surrounded by clouds of silver light in the Pensieve.

"Would you like to take a look together? It's an interesting story." Dumbledore opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bree.

Bree smiled politely, not in the mood.

"No, I don't want to know."

Dumbledore laughed, and he quickly said, "Then you can browse around as you like, I have candy in the cabinet outside."

After saying that, Dumbledore continued to be immersed in this memory.

walk around?
Bree's eyes flickered as she looked outside at Dumbledore's bookshelf.

(End of this chapter)