Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1764: The eventful Safina

　　　　"Miss Granger, please don't mention the prophecies again-until I reach the level where I can correctly interpret the prophecies, I will not tell anyone else any predictions I have made. After all... With this painful lesson, I have deeply understood that my prophecy will'kill people'!"

　　 Inside the curtain, Ursula said slowly in a slightly low voice.

　　 However, the prophecy certainly does not kill.

　　 Ursula’s Prophet’s lineage is very pure, and the bloodline is very awakened. Her predictions can be said to have great credibility.

　　 It’s a pity that the accuracy of a prediction never depends on it alone. Since ancient times, even the clearest prophecies need to be re-interpreted to make more people understand the future changes, and the level of the interpreter often has a critical impact on the future.

　　 And to say who can interpret the prophecy more accurately-although it cannot be said to be absolute, as the source of the prophecy, the prophet himself naturally has a huge advantage.

　　 But this time, Ursula, a prophet, questioned her ability. Obviously, her choice was correct. In the current state, she is indeed no longer suitable for making any predictions for others.

　　 "As for the whereabouts of Mr. McLean, I can say a little bit about my guess." Ursula hesitated after a short pause, "I think, even if he leaves afterwards, but McLean The husband should have been to the UK at least-he took two powerful living corpses with him at the time. In order to ensure that they would not harm others, the UK, which is currently occupied by dense fog, is obviously the most appropriate choice ."

　　Hermione listened, then nodded slightly, dumbfounded and authentic:

　　 "Yes! Where else can he go?"

　　Since the prophet did not want to make any more predictions, Hermione seemed to have no reason to stay here. After all, Safina had almost talked about Maca’s experience when she met them.

　　 Just thinking about it, Hermione, who was about to leave, suddenly couldn’t help saying:

　　"Miss, I don’t know if I can ask one more question—did you find anything strange in his actions and performance when you were with Maca?"

　　 "'Strange'?"

　　 Ursula couldn't help but think back a bit when she heard it.

　　 "Well... there are indeed some things that are interesting. For example, he seems to have been enduring something so that he can't use magic at will." She thought, "But even so, he It was easy to take away the two enemies that we could not deal with."

　　"Other than that...Although it certainly can’t be said to be'strange', but he...er, he has a very strong tolerance in his heart--even if he sees something that ordinary people can’t accept, he still Can be treated with peace of mind."

　　 The following sentence is obviously talking about her own incomplete body. And as he spoke, he seemed to remember the period of time that Maca had passed while holding her.

　　 No matter what Ursula looks like, she is always a young girl. And perhaps it was precisely because of her incompleteness that she, who had never been in close contact with a man of the same age since the accident, naturally throbbed her heart.

　　 But it is a pity that even if she herself has sensed a certain kind of affection secretly in her heart, she does not dare to expect half of it.

　　 After shook his head feebly behind the curtain, Ursula regained her mentality and her tone became calm again.

　　"In short, there are indeed some confusing things, but I don’t think it will make people feel'weird'. Mr. McLean is a kind and respectable wizard. ."

　　 "Of course...Of course," Hermione pursed her lips, "Then...I'll be out now, you have a good rest. When we finish our work and prepare to leave Boothbat, I will do it again. I came to say goodbye to you."

　　 "Thank you."

　　 After several layers of curtains, Ursula on the bed watched the figure of Hermione leave the door of the room, and she withdrew back into the quilt with a little sadness.

　　 Not long after, she couldn't help muttering to herself quietly after being silent for a while:

　　 "Hermione Granger...probably only a good and beautiful girl like her can spend a lifetime with Mr. McLean, right?"

　　 muttered like this, Ursula suddenly turned her head slightly and looked at the window direction calmly:

　　"Safina, when did you learn to eavesdrop?"

　　 "I don't have one!"

Before 　　 spoke, a figure turned over from the window, and then sat down on the back chair beside the bed-that was her exclusive seat in her sister Ursula’s room, no matter where they moved to live. , The maid Larson always put a chair there, and it hasn't changed for so many years.

　　 After Safina sat down, she continued to say:

　　 "I just sent Miss Granger away, and then habitually came back from here-you know, it's faster!"

　　 I don’t know if it was because Ursula threw her out of the window back then. Unknowingly, climbing the window became a habit of Safina.

　　Sometimes Ursula also wondered if Safina had been feeling guilty about what happened in the past~IndoMTL.com~ so that she subconsciously thought that if she could open the window by herself, then her sister would not It will be too late to escape from the fire.

　　 However, Ursula knew even better that all she could do for Safina was that she would never mention what happened back then. Because no matter how she explained and how relieved, the facts before her would only make Safina more guilty.

　　 Ursula was thinking so secretly, but Safina on the side suddenly whispered through the curtain:

　　"Ursula, you like that McLean, don’t you? Don’t worry, I think Mr. McLean doesn’t mind your problems at all. If you think about it, you may not be hopeless? Don’t worry, I’ll do it for you. You think of a way, at least it is good to help you create some "fair" opportunities——"

　　 just finished speaking, before Ursula had time to refuse, there was a light tapping sound, and Safina turned out the window again and left in a hurry.

　　 "This girl," Ursula said helplessly, "Forget it, she can't do anything anyway, just let her go...No! She won't want to go outside at this time, right?"

　　 "Wait... Larson! Larson, come here..."

　　 As Ursula yelled uncharacteristically in the room, Bussbarton, who had just welcomed Hermione and others, seemed to be getting more and more "lively".

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