Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Filius, you are--"

Sprout and others were a little surprised to see Professor Flewick return when he brought in a large number of students.

"I've seen Milleva," said Flivi, waving her wand and letting the students lie down on the deck one by one. "It's just ... her situation is a bit strange, just in case she has gone It's over there. "

With that said, he explained to Professor McGonagall that he had not heard the previous howling, and incidentally mentioned the situation in which McGonagall had been isolated from everyone.

After listening to him, Snape frowned first, showing a little hesitation on his face.

Obviously, like McGonagall, he was concerned about the fact that this unidentified calamity had been mixed with a factor that was inconsistent with most facts.

However, at about the same time, McGonagall, who had already reached the rear area of ​​the Transformer alone, had a new guess because it was not a coincidence.

...

"Click ... click ... click ..."

The sound of footsteps echoed in the unmanned aisle, and became a little obvious.

McGonagall was returning to the office she left before along the aisle, but on the way, she seemed to think of something that usually detoured the road slightly and passed by the professor's rest area.

Since she had known that most of the professors had been called to the deck by Tia when she met Flitwick, it was natural that there was no one on the rest area at this time.

Yes, except for Trilawney and Bubaki.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

After reaching a door, she decisively reached out and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

"Carrie, it's me, McGonagall."

The voice didn't fall, and the door was opened from the inside—the door opened by Muggle Professor Caredi Bubji.

"Professor McGonagall, are you here? Come in now!"

Bubaki hurriedly turned aside and tried to get McGonagall into the room, but unexpectedly McGonagall waved his hand gently and rejected her.

"No, for some personal reasons, I'd better not go in ... how's Sybil?"

"Asleep!"

Although Bubaki was a bit surprised by McGonagall's rejection, she was not the person who had to hold the root of everything. After all, she was not very good at studying the magic of those eight classics, even if she asked the estimates. Ask in vain.

When she saw Terry Lowe brought up, she subconsciously glanced back inside, only to be quite worried:

"Professor McGonagall, you know! Sybil has been in a bad shape since last time ... this time again, I'm worried she won't be able to hold it."

Speaking of which, she was a little ashamed and said:

"But to be honest, the previous terrible beeping ... Oh, I almost didn't survive it myself. When the darkness passed before me, I thought I might not wake up."

That's right, when the attack on the spiritual level was launched, because Bubaji was not as strong as other professors, she also fainted almost on the spot like the students. Fortunately, she still woke up afterwards and did not end up in the same situation as most little wizards.

After all, she was still an accumulated adult wizard in any case. Even if the subjects of magic research such as curse science are not good at her, under the accumulated curse training, the strength of spiritual will is always stronger than that of ordinary students.

But ... as Babaji feared, there was no way to tell Trilawney in the room.

I remember last time because she had already experienced a rather special prophecy, the content of the prophecy was clear and large, but it was actually a bit overdone for her.

Originally, with the blood of her prophets, she would definitely not lose to anyone on board. But now, she is too much to consume due to prophecy, but she may not be able to withstand the spiritual impact this time.

Perhaps because of this, Bubaji, who already knew some situations outside, did not take Trilawney to the deck, because although the latter was still syncope, but no one knew whether she would not There is always the possibility of violent injuries like those little wizards.

"Kiridi," McGonagall thought, and then said, "This time ... did Sybil say anything in the sleepiness? Do you know what I mean-is there anything similar to prophecy?"

Undoubtedly, at the moment, McGonagall knows that he'd better not take the initiative to approach other people, but he deliberately detoured here to ask this question.

Today, Trelawney's prediction is very credible, and for reference, she still hopes to hear it. Especially ... until now, this accident is still in a state of no clue.

Unfortunately, she soon saw Bubaji shake her head.

"No," she said, "Sibil didn't say anything, but ... it felt calm all the time."

However, just the next moment she said so, the two people at the door suddenly heard a vague murmur in the room. Because they were quiet here, they could hear them clearly.

"... goodwill ... wandering at sea ... goodwill ..."

Just such a fragmented nightmare, not even a complete discourse, let alone a prophecy. When McGonagall and Bubaki heard this, they looked at each other involuntarily, and both saw the confusion in the other's eyes.

"It's Sybil ... but, what does that mean?" Bubaji chanted.

To be honest ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ If it is not quiet enough here, even these few words may be wrong. But even if I heard it all, I didn't know what it meant.

For Bubaki's question, McGoth stunned for a while, but shook his head.

"Perhaps a reminder?" She frowned slightly. "'Goodwill'? Could it be ... is there any assistance coming? Is it Maca?"

Even if you force your thoughts, there is still a lot of far-fetched suspicions. Thinking about it for a while and thinking about it is ridiculous.

Maybe this is just an ordinary dream story of Terry Launey? It was as if I had read Gidro Lockhart's book, and I had to write an esoteric and subtle reading experience. Looking back, it would only make people laugh.

"Keridi, you stay here to take care of Sybil ... also remember to be as careful as possible, just go to the Severus on the deck if you can't!"

After telling Bubaji a few words, McGonagall finally left with more doubts.

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