Falsifying history is good business

The gem that was given away exuded the dull golden color of the bronze holy garment. The core was clearly visible in Lin You's eyes, and he was a little surprised for a moment after seeing it clearly.

Sirius, also known as the Jackal, fits Remus Lupin's identity as a werewolf.

Lin You looked down at Minerva and realized that this was probably not a mere coincidence; first it was Fleur Delacour's Cygnus, and then Lupin's Lupus. This little girl seemed to be able to see a person's soul "attributes" from the subconscious.

Sure enough, the childhood version of a goddess is still a goddess!
Remus Lupin left with the gem in his hand in fear, but Lin You couldn't help but feel troubled by Minerva's habit of being extravagant.

In the Saint Seiya story, the "Sanctuary" is a transcendent entity that is above the governments of the world. It can publicly select Saints from all over the world and has a complete training, competition and assessment mechanism.

With a population of billions in the world, there are often vacancies in selecting 88 Saints, and some Cloths are left without owners for a long time. It is conceivable how difficult it is to train a qualified Saint. Although the Forester family is powerful, the gap is immeasurable compared to the "Sanctuary" in the original story.

The Saint Seiya who can overturn mountains and seas with a single gesture, can he only become a souvenir for rich girls? What is the difference between the Saint Cloth Gems and jelly beans?
Looking at Minerva who was holding the first silver cloth gem and grinning foolishly, Lin You felt that it was necessary to shoulder the responsibility of being a brother and prepare for a rainy day for his sister.

In the original comic, the old man Kido sent a hundred children to be trained, and finally trained five strong and five weak ones. Lin You thought that he was not capable of giving birth to a hundred sons, and he did not have the time; but training a warrior does not require bloodline, right?

It's not like raising horses or dogs, where you have to be particular about the purity of the bloodline.

With the financial resources of the Forrest family, it would be easy to set up a charity to help orphans; with sufficient financial support, this charity could easily extend its reach to most countries in Asia, Europe, Africa, and America.

In this way, the base for selection is much larger. Even if it is not as large as the Sanctuary in the original comics, it is definitely more than the one hundred illegitimate children of the Kido family.

Mitsumasa Kido sent away one hundred sons and finally got back ten bronze holy garments, with a success rate of one in ten; Lin You’s requirements were not high, as long as he could pick out one backup from a thousand orphans and one bronze one from ten thousand.

There is no holy war in the big world, and there is no need for Minerva to fight for life and death when she grows up; therefore, it is enough to get a dozen or twenty bronze warriors to show off to the little girl.

Considering the powerful fighting power of the Saints, Lin You specifically told the old butler: "This is a partner selected for Minerva. We need people with clear minds who will not get carried away by success. We will not allow those who are arrogant and bully others to enter the Forester family."

"Master, do you mean that we should select those children with pure and simple personalities?"

"No, it's not that simple." Lin You's face was full of sternness. "I'm looking for those who know that the world is not beautiful, but still love it and are willing to protect it; they are the kind of lotus that grows out of the mud. They are pure and simple and have never experienced wind and rain. They are not reliable."

All these words were heard by Dumbledore who came to visit. The old wizard was full of praise, and at the same time asked unwillingly: "Will you really not consider my suggestion again, Your Excellency? Hogwarts really needs a professor like you."

"Summer vacation is almost over, and you haven't found a professor for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester?" Lin You was surprised.

Dumbledore shook his head helplessly: "Sirius is happy to be a regular teacher. He enjoyed his substitute teaching career last semester, but... I'm worried that Minerva's patience has run out."

As the old wizard said this, a dissatisfied grumble came from behind him.

"That's understandable." Earl Goff expressed sympathy to the Vice-President of Hogwarts. "Although I cannot be a professor and do not have the honor of being a colleague of Professor McGonagall, I am happy to support her work. As a school director, in addition to the normal donations, I will donate an additional magically modified and reinforced dog leash in the next school year, and designate it for Professor McGonagall to use."

If students violate school rules, they can be deducted points, given extra homework, or put in confinement; but if teachers violate school rules, it is not easy to deal with. Especially for a rich second-generation like Sirius, punishment measures such as salary deductions have no deterrent effect at all.

Of course, compared to students violating rules and professors violating rules, the more terrible situation is that professors take the initiative to lead students to violate rules...

It can be imagined that last semester must have been the happiest time for many naughty students at Hogwarts. As for Professor McGonagall, she must have thought about putting a leash on a professor more than once.

"What do you want from me this time?" Lin You looked at the large group of people following Dumbledore, and doubts filled his mind. "Did you find what you wanted in the Chamber of Secrets? There wouldn't be a need for so many people to come, right?"

Counting the people following behind Dumbledore, there were the Harry Potter triangle, as well as Remus Lupin and Sirius Black - the two of them used the "levitation spell" to carry a middle-aged woman who was in a coma.

I could smell the strong smell of alcohol on the woman from a long distance away.

"Harry and his friends returned to school early to help clean up the Room of Requirement; so did Remus and Sirius." Dumbledore's eyes fell on the floating woman, because she was the main reason for this trip. "That was Sybill Trelawney, the Divination professor at the school. She had an accident while helping to clean up."

There was another grumbling from behind the old wizard, like a low complaint: "Drinking and watching is also called helping?"

"Her accident has something to do with me?" Lin You was puzzled.

"You can take a look at this." Dumbledore extended his wand and drew a silver thread of memory from near his temple.

Lin You unfolded his memory and saw a long corridor filled with all kinds of strange garbage; Sybill Trelawney stood beside Harry Potter, her eyes closed behind thick glasses, holding a wine bottle in her right hand, her left hand on Harry's shoulder, and making strange noises from her mouth.

"The ship of destiny was blown off course. The wind from the forest..." The strange voice stopped abruptly. As soon as Trelawney finished saying the word "forest", she let out a sharp scream and fell to the ground with her head raised.

The memory ends here.

"If I'm not mistaken, this Professor Trelawney was making a prophecy at that time?" Lin You said with certainty, and that strange tone was the most obvious feature.

"Obviously, yes," said Dumbledore. "Or rather, she only made the beginning of the prophecy before being forcibly interrupted and remaining unconscious."

"Then send her to St. Mungo's right away. Why bring her to me?" "We have examined her in the school hospital. There is no external injury and no signs of magical attack. Madam Pomfrey said that Sybil is in perfect health, but she is unconscious. There is nothing we can do now."

Lin You asked: "But do you think I have a solution?"

"Because the last word in Sibyl's unfinished prophecy is 'forest', I have some kind of guess." Dumbledore said frankly, "I don't know if my guess is right, but I can only try my best."

Lin You understood, because "forest" is "Forest", which made Dumbledore associate it with it.

Magic is a force rooted in idealism, but it requires "bold assumptions and careful verification" more than materialistic science.

More importantly, Lin You felt that Dumbledore's guess was very likely correct.

How dare she prophesy about a real god? It's good enough that she fainted after the prophecy backfired. Don't you know what happened to Laocoön of Troy?

The Ophiuchus Saint has more than one poisonous snake.

The unconscious Trelawney was brought to the front, and the strong smell of alcohol made Lin You frown. Looking closely, there was a golden light entangled in the depths of the divination professor's soul, shaped like a long snake, like a thorn in the bone, lingering.

That is divine power, a power that a true god unconsciously radiates out of his self-preservation instinct. No wonder wizards have tried every possible means but have not been able to detect the cause of the disease.

"Divination class, what I can't understand the most is why Hogwarts has such a course." Lin You didn't rush to save people. While checking, he started to complain like chatting, "Divination is a skill that depends entirely on talent. People without talent can never truly master divination even if they study for ten or a hundred years."

To the little witch who had already regarded divination as a scam, these words were like being hit by a club out of the blue, or like swallowing a fly by accident. She felt uncomfortable from the inside out.

"So, only people with talent are qualified to learn Divination?" Hermione asked in a muffled voice.

"No, people with talent don't need to learn at all." Lin You's words seemed to be a blow after a blow, but the damage was not enough, so he added another blow on the spot, "That's why I can't understand why Hogwarts has opened such a course that can't be mastered through teaching or learning."

Hermione gritted her teeth and said to herself, "I knew it was a waste of time to take Divination. It was a mistake!"

Dumbledore explained slowly. Usually when he spoke in this tone, it meant that he was hiding a lot of things that he didn't want to or couldn't say. "Sybill once made a crucial prophecy. I'm worried that her ability will be coveted by some people with bad intentions, so there must be a reason to keep her in school."

"The price is that students of all classes have wasted their time on a hopeless course for more than a decade?" Lin You teased.

"After intense study, children also need to change their minds. Perhaps Divination class can help them relax a little and forget their troubles in reality?" Dumbledore seemed to admit his mistake, but also seemed not to.

"Ha, I did hear that; history is for catching up on sleep, and divination is for stress relief, right?"

"How did you know?"

"I also have quite a few Hogwarts graduates among my employees."

"Oh oh..." The cold joke from the Hogwarts graduate made the school principal embarrassed, and he quickly changed the subject, "How is Sybil?"

"No problem, but... I have to remind him not to make predictions about me anymore." Lin You started talking nonsense. "She accidentally triggered the protection spell that has been in our family since ancient times. Anyone who tries to spy on, change, or curse a family member will be quickly retaliated."

"What the hell is this spell?" Sirius said what everyone had thought of but couldn't say out loud, "Why does it feel so similar to the spell on Voldemort's name?"

"It's rare that I finally said this name; it would be better if I said it without hesitation and fear." Lin You said lazily, "Magic has developed for thousands of years. In many cases, the same spell will differentiate into many different branches, and it is not surprising that black and white magic grow on the same trunk. Two similar magics are used to protect yourself, which is white magic; those used to hurt others or even spread fear are curses, which are black magic."

As he spoke, Lin You casually pulled out the divine power from the divination professor's soul; almost at the same time, the person woke up.

"I saw God, the God of magic!" This was the first thing Sybil said when she woke up.

"No, you just triggered a protective spell. It's not easy to see the source of magic. You probably won't have the chance in your life." Lin You was too lazy to pay attention to a drunkard. He complained a few words and walked away.

Sybil grumbled and insisted on her statement: "You don't understand at all. People who can't open their third eyes can't see the truth of the world..."

Dumbledore didn't dare to try to cover the mouth of a drunkard, so he could only wave his hand and let Sirius take his men away.

"Anything else?" He had thought that the backlash of Sybil's prophecy was just a minor episode, but he was surprised to see that Dumbledore could not stay and even the three of Harry were left behind.

"That prophecy..."

"You'd better not let Ms. Trelawney finish the prophecy, or someone might die." Lin You warned seriously. Some powers cannot be controlled just because he intends to control them, especially the prophecies involving Lin You will more or less intersect with other gods; Lin You can control himself, but other gods will not care about the lives of mortals.

"No, I will not seek the complete prophecy, but at the same time, I cannot ignore the existence of the prophecy." Dumbledore was also serious. "This prophecy happened because Sybil came into contact with Harry, and the prophecy also involves you, Your Excellency. I have to pay attention to it."

"My thoughts are different from yours, Professor. There is nothing to take seriously. Think about what has been said. It is nothing more than my existence that has changed the fate of Mr. Potter. Isn't this a very normal thing? It can even be said that it is not a prophecy, but a fact that is happening." (End of this chapter)