Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1097: Only one can live

Chapter 1099 Only one can live

"He's angry!"

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, jerking himself back into his present reality. At the moment, he was sitting in an armchair in Dumbledore's office, and Dumbledore was bending over him.

"Voldemort has encountered too many embarrassing things tonight."

Dumbledore flicked his wand, conjured a cup of butterbeer out of thin air and handed it to Harry, and explained with a smile, "After all, you ruined the plan that has been planned for half a year. I think he must be very angry. But, haha Li, I still hope you can close your brain."

"It's not easy, Albert is right, I don't have much talent in Occlumency." Harry didn't think it was a bad thing to be able to feel Voldemort's emotions, at least he could learn from it Get a lot of useful information.

"That's an excuse he was too lazy to teach you." Dumbledore comforted, "As long as you study hard, you can always learn, it depends on your attitude towards this matter."

"Maybe, but that guy rarely lies."

Harry had realized early on that he had little talent for Occlumency.

"Maybe it's time." Dumbledore said suddenly: "Perhaps, it's time for me to tell you what you need to know."

"That prophecy?"

Harry took a sip of butterbeer and asked curiously.

He guessed right, Dumbledore really knew the contents of the prophecy ball.

"Yes, it has something to do with that prophecy," Dumbledore nodded and said, "As you can imagine, I do know the whole content of the prophecy."

"Is this really good?" Harry raised his own doubts, "If Voldemort continues to spy on my brain, maybe I can dig out this part of the memory."

"Maybe, but he won't do that."

"Why?"

"Remember Quirrell?" Dumbledore explained: "Your soul is too hot for Voldemort, like putting your hand on a red-hot iron."

"But he could still spy on you through my eyes before." Harry reminded.

"Yes, he actually wanted me to give up and sacrifice you, but you have overcome Voldemort's influence on you." Dumbledore said calmly: "Now I can feel the sense of peeping disappear , Voldemort apparently gave up."

"That's the effect of the Felicity Elixir."

"But Voldemort didn't know, he believed in his own judgment." Dumbledore said softly, "This is the arrogance of a genius."

"So is Albert?"

Harry recalled the Albert he knew, and found that this was true. Albert had always been confident.

Dumbledore stood up, walked to the black cabinet next to the phoenix roost, took out a shallow Pensieve from the cabinet, placed it in front of Harry, and pulled out a few strands of silvery thought fibers from his own brain Put it in a Pensieve.

The liquid in the Pensieve began to swirl, and a figure appeared on the water. Harry recognized the figure, Sybill Trelawney.

The divination professor in the Pensieve is in a strange state, Harry has seen it before, and she is prophesying.

"The one with the power to conquer the Dark Lord approached... Born into a family that defeated the Dark Lord three times... Born in the seventh month... The Dark Lord Mark counts him as his rival, but he Possess powers unknown to the Dark Lord...one must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, only one survives...the one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be at the end of the seventh month Born..."

The office was dead silent.

"So, I have to kill Voldemort?"

Harry was the first to break the silence, looking up at Dumbledore.

"This is not an easy task. Voldemort is much stronger than me. Maybe I should give up the title of savior to Albert. He might have a way to kill Voldemort."

After noticing Dumbledore's gaze, Harry shrugged and said, "Well, I'm just joking, Voldemort knew about this prophecy?"

"No, Voldemort must know that there is such a prophecy, and he knows the general content, otherwise he would not come to kill me, but he probably doesn't know the whole content, so he hopes to get the prophecy ball, but that thing has been I was ruined."

"Yes, he knows a small part of the front."

"At that time, I went to meet an applicant who wanted to be a professor of divination. I think you should know that there are very few wizards who are really good at divination, and the applicant happened to be the very famous and very talented prophet. Great-great-granddaughter. Although in my opinion, she did not inherit that divination talent at all, but out of courtesy, I went to see her."

Dumbledore looked at the Pensieve, lost in fleeting memories.

"But I never dreamed that I would hear some valuable prophecies. It's a pity that in a place like the Hog's Head, you can't expect the conversation to be kept secret. Someone is hiding outside and eavesdropping, although he He was quickly discovered and thrown out of the bar.

"Who overheard this prophecy." Harry asked suddenly, "That guy must be a Death Eater, Peter Pettigrew?"

"I thought you would pay more attention to the content of the prophecy." Dumbledore raised his eyebrows slightly.

After discovering that Dumbledore was not going to tell him who the guy who eavesdropped on the prophecy was, Harry narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't want to go any further, because he knew that Dumbledore probably wouldn't tell, and if it was really necessary, everyone would But spend some Gallon to ask Albert to help find that guy.

"So, after hearing the prophecy, Voldemort came to kill me." Harry couldn't help complaining.

"Yes, but he failed, because he didn't hear the prophecy later, Voldemort never knew that attacking you is a very dangerous thing, otherwise he shouldn't risk transmitting energy to you to attack Instead, you should wait patiently and wait until you have more information."

"Perhaps, he was probably afraid that it would be too late to start. Now that he kills people, there won't be so much trouble." Harry could understand Voldemort's way of thinking, and killed the danger in the cradle. Much safer.

"I think Voldemort felt threatened by the energy that the Dark Lord didn't understand in the prophecy." Dumbledore explained, "Voldemort has dabbled in many aspects, maybe he can't prophesy, but he must have understood the prophecy , when someone told him that prophecy, maybe he didn't take that prophecy seriously at first, but after part of the prophecy came true, Voldemort couldn't bear it anymore...he would never allow the prophecy to come true , so he took action."

"Do I have that kind of thing?" Harry asked curiously.

"Of course you have Harry."

"Courage?"

"No, I love Harry," said Dumbledore gently.

"Love?" Harry muttered. "It's incomprehensible."

"Your mother sacrificed herself to save you, this is the power of love." Dumbledore said softly, "and Voldemort has no love at all, not at all."

"What a wretch he is," Harry muttered.

"Yes, he is pitiful, but not worthy of sympathy."

"However, I still feel that the prophecy is very unreliable. Neville is also at the end of July, and his family members are also members of the Order of the Phoenix. Although I don't know if they can defeat Voldemort three times, I think my father probably can't. Here It probably refers to defeating Voldemort's plot."

"Besides, Voldemort believes in such unreliable prophecies, is he an idiot? Any guy with a right mind knows that Sybill Trelawney is a liar, otherwise how could a powerful prophecy master be so poor and destitute Going to a ghostly place like the Pig's Head Bar? You must know that Albert made a prophecy for someone, and the price started at hundreds of gallons."

Facing Harry's complaints, Dumbledore fell into a brief silence again.

"He didn't know that the prophecy was made by Sybil, and maybe the person who told him the prophecy didn't know either." Dumbledore said softly: "This matter may have something to do with me, because in Voldemort's cognition, this I asked someone to make the prophecy, maybe he misunderstood that I was trying to find someone to deal with him. However, you are right, there were two children who fit the prophecy."

"Me and Neville?" Harry was a little surprised, but he was even more confused, "And Voldemort chose me? Or he actually wanted to kill both of them, and I was just the one who was chosen by him first The unlucky one?"

"Voldemort chose you, probably because you are a half-blood, just like him." Dumbledore explained: "According to his creed, only pure-blood wizards have value."

"He's a half-blood himself. Could it be that he's pretending to be a pure-blood?" Harry wanted to complain about Voldemort's values. "If only pure-blood wizards have value, why didn't he die himself?"

Dumbledore didn't care about Harry's complaints, and said to himself, "Unfortunately, Voldemort chose you first and paid a heavy price for it, so Voldemort believes that you are the one in the prophecy, and The official records were relabeled after Voldemort failed to attack you."

"His supporters are still at large a few hours after Voldemort's defeat, they are all brutal desperadoes, and I don't think it will be long before they figure out what happened to Voldemort when he went to the Potters' house The news, you are in more danger than others," Dumbledore continued, "My first consideration is to keep you alive, because I don't believe that Voldemort will die. He has extensive magical knowledge, and there is always something that can A way to save his life. In fact, he is indeed not dead, and he will still come back one day."

"Your mother's sacrifice made blood ties my best choice," Dumbledore looked into Harry's eyes and explained calmly: "So, I choose to let your uncle and aunt, not others You were raised by a wizard family, I think you must have similar doubts."

"Yes." Harry said without thinking, "They hate me, and I hate them too. Before I went to Hogwarts, my life was very bad. At that time, I wanted to leave that house in my dreams."

"Sorry, I know that many wizarding families are not only willing to adopt you, but also willing to raise you as their own son, but I need you to stay away from the wizarding world, stay away from all this, and grow up smoothly." Dumbledore Slightly guilty and said, "Although your childhood may not have been happy, at least you are still alive, like an ordinary child, not like a spoiled little prince like James. In fact, you You should have seen many similar cases."

"Draco Malfoy, and Dudley." Harry curled his lips. From Snape's memory, he knew what kind of guy his father was. To be honest, he didn't like it very much. James.

"When I saw you again at the opening ceremony, you were at least healthy and energetic, and I am also proud of you for your subsequent performance. You prevented Voldemort from stealing the Philosopher's Stone, and delayed Time for him to recover his magic power."

"At the time, I said to myself, you're too young to know this, because that's not acceptable for a kid your age."

Harry fell into a brief silence again. He could feel that Dumbledore had been silently guiding his growth, at least it must have been that way during the Philosopher's Stone.

A simple experiment, no doubt a success.

Harry was not outraged by this, perhaps because of what he had already experienced, or perhaps because the effects of Felicia were still there.

"Perhaps, you have ever wondered why I didn't choose you as a prefect. I must admit that you already have too many responsibilities. I have told myself time and time again that you are too young to keep giving yourself Make excuses." Dumbledore's eyes shone with relief: "Maybe, my thanks to Anderson, he made you grow up completely, just now, I realized that you are ready, and I must also Tell you these secrets as soon as possible, let you take on this burden, instead of waiting for you to graduate from Hogwarts, because Voldemort has been resurrected, and the time is too late."

"But how can I defeat Voldemort, how can I kill him, I can't even do the Avada Kedavra Curse." Harry asked confused.

"Don't worry, next semester I will give you a private class and teach you something."

"A class alone?" Harry couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief ~IndoMTL.com~ and asked curiously, "Sir, what will you teach me, the powerful magic that can kill Voldemort?"

"Oh, this is a secret for now, I suggest you concentrate on the next owls exam first." Dumbledore said lightly, "I heard that you want to become an Auror in the future."

"It's not easy," Harry muttered.

"You should have confidence in yourself." Dumbledore said suddenly, "Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, I think you need friends, Harry. Let go in front of Miss Min Granger, you will hurt their feelings if you hide such an important matter from them."

"May I tell Sirius?" Harry asked expectantly.

"Sirius has a right to know." Dumbledore said, "I will tell him about it myself."

Harry couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said to Dumbledore, "Then I'll go first."

As he was leaving the headmaster's office, Harry saw Hermione and Ron waving at him, and Sirius was standing behind them smiling at him.