Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 437: 2 prophecies

Malfoy is fidgety and has been in a bad mood ever since Gryffindor easily beat Hufflepuff.

Malfoy couldn't believe that the Hufflepuffs lost that game, and at an unbelievable speed, with Professor Snape himself off to referee. Losing the game is simply the best waste among the waste.

Malfoy, no, the entire Slytherin House students have been scolding the Hufflepuffs these days. They actually know that students from other houses want to see Slytherin lose this year's Quidditch trophy, or even the House Cup. They were all jealous of Slytherin House, and Malfoy was furious now that their plot was about to succeed.

In Malfoy's mind, Slytherin will always be the best house, and as for Gryffindor, it's only a stepping stone to them.

There are other reasons why Malfoy is so restless. His eyes were bruised by the poor Weasley on the day of the Quidditch match.

Although the bruise had subsided with Madam Pomfrey's treatment, Malfoy still felt a dull pain in his eye.

"Damn Weasley, **** Gryffindor!" Just as Malfoy gently rubbed his swollen right eye and cursed in a low voice, a fat cat came from the end of the corridor ahead towards He came this way and it was a very funny fat cat, he had never seen a cat so fat before.

As we all know, there is only one cat like Hogwarts, and that is Tom's cat owned by Gryffindor genius Albert Anderson.

Albert Anderson!

Malfoy's mood was even worse when he remembered the name, and he still hadn't forgotten the unforgettable memory of the anonymous gift from the Christmas holidays. Those cockroaches that crawled out of the gift bag were still the shadows lingering in his heart, making him unforgettable for a long time.

"Catch that fat cat!" Malfoy said suddenly to Goyle and Crabbe beside him. He knew that the **** Muggle wizard cared about his fat cat. If it were to go away, of course, Malfoy didn't intend to kill a cat, but wanted to hide the fat cat so that the Muggle wizard couldn't find his cat, Malfoy couldn't wait to admire the nasty cat The anxious look on the muggle wizard's face.

Both Goyle and Crabbe hesitated, they had both heard that Albert was not easy to mess with.

"I just want to have a good time with it," Malfoy began to explain, noticing Goyle and Crabbe's hesitation, swearing inwardly, "I just want to invite it to our lounge. shopping."

When the two were about to catch Tom, the fat cat Tom seemed to have sensed that the two guys in front of him had bad intentions, and immediately turned around and trotted away.

"Catch the cat."

Just as Malfoy was about to pull out his wand to immobilize Tom, an extremely indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the three: "What are you going to do to my cat?"

Goyle and Crabbe looked at Albert, not daring to chase the cat anymore.

"Meow!"

Tom immediately hid behind Albert's thigh, stretched out his head and stared at the two guys chasing him, calling at Albert, or rubbing his feet, as if he was complaining to Albert: These three guys bullied me.

"Draco Malfoy, isn't it!" Albert bent down and hugged his cat, raised his head and stinged at the blond boy in front of him with oppressive eyes, "In the future my cat will have an accident, I will will think you did it."

"Are you threatening me?" Malfoy pursed his lips tightly, restraining his trembling and looking at Albert.

"No, I'm just telling you a fact." Albert took a few steps forward, his eyes were even colder and more oppressive. It was the indifference that transformed from killing people. Te's eyes trembled slightly under pressure.

"What are you doing here?"

A stern voice was like a torch lit in the dark. Malfoy only felt the pressure all over his body disappear. He took a deep breath and said to the visitor, "Professor Snape, he is threatening me."

"Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Anderson, bullying a freshman..." After Snape and Albert looked at each other, he suddenly stopped what he was about to say. He could also feel the indifference in the other's eyes. .

Albert ignored Snape, walked directly to Malfoy, and said in a hoarse, distant voice: "Something related to your name will bring you an unexpected trip; curse Your blood will not bring eternal life, and you will be a witness, he is with you. Stay away from that shadow, or the conspiracy will be yours, bring you death, or bring death to others."

At this moment, Malfoy was stunned and stood there blankly. He didn't understand what Albert's words meant, but the other party's words gave him a very bad feeling.

Albert glanced at Snape and prepared to leave.

"Stop!"

Snape was shaking with anger, he had never been so ignored. Moreover, what Albert just said was like a ridiculous prophecy. Although Snape did not believe that Albert could predict the future, he believed in prophecy, and there was a prophecy that he regretted his whole life.

"Oh, it looks like you need it too, don't you." Albert stopped, turned to look into Snape's eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and said in a tone I understood: " Well, just this time, the next time will be charged."

"Fuck!" Snape was shaking with anger, ready to say something.

Albert ignored Snape's words, making his voice sound ethereal and hollow: "Watch out for black and white, stay away from that cursed lesson~IndoMTL.com~ or when your wishes come true At that moment, death is not far away from you!"

Speaking, Albert ignored Snape and walked away with his cat in his arms.

Several students in the corridor who had witnessed all this with their own eyes stared at the departing back, never thinking that Albert wouldn't even buy into Snape.

"It's so cool!"

Harry looked at Malfoy with a pale face and lowered his voice to Ron excitedly.

"Do you think that so-called prophecy is true?" Hermione was more curious about Albert's so-called prophecy, Albert made a prophecy for Malfoy and Snape each, and the results were very bad.

"I don't know!" Ron quickly recovered and said to Harry and Hermione, "Fred and George always say what Albert is right."

He glanced at Malfoy who was walking towards him, and said in a voice that the other party could hear: "However, I heard that basically as long as the prophecies are not joking, they all come true in the end, and they all think that Ai Bert has the power of prophecy."

Malfoy's face was even more ugly.

"He was terrified!" Hermione said in a low voice, watching Malfoy leave, "You didn't see his expression..."

"The cursed lesson means..." Harry asked, turning his head away, ignoring Hermione's words.

"Defense Against the Dark Arts, it is said that Defense Against the Dark Arts is cursed, and our previous Defence Against the Dark Arts professor even disappeared because of this. Some people think it is because of the Curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ron said, getting more and more excited. : "Did you know? I heard that Snape always wanted to be a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor. If this prophecy is true, Snape will be close to death when he becomes a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor?"

"It would be great if that was the case!"