Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 495: The Prophecy of the Chamber of Secrets

"You guys actually mail order a toilet seat?"

Lee Jordan, who was eating grilled sausage, looked sideways at the package dropped by the owl and looked up at Fred and George in disbelief. He thought they were just joking, but he actually mailed it. A toilet seat was going to be given to Harry as a gift for a visit.

"Of course it's true, when have you ever seen us tell lies."

Fred and George looked at each other, looking maliciously in the direction of the Slytherin table.

"Don't you want to do it again!"

Lee Jordan follows the Weasley twins' line of sight, and Malfoy is still in a trance because of what happened yesterday.

"No no, we just want to impress him." The two of them showed a malicious smile, looked at Albert and said, "Give me a few more bowel cleansing pills, last time you gave has been used up.”

"No, the last time I gave you is the last one." Albert closed the letter, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he sighed helplessly, and reminded: "I do too much of that kind of thing. , it is easy to be caught."

"Okay, lucky that guy," George mumbled.

"We're going to visit Harry later, do you want to go together?" Fred asked, pointing to the toilet seat. "By the way, make up for the medical gift."

"Well, let's go together, just by the way." Albert did not refuse.

After breakfast, the four went to the school hospital together, and Madam Pomfrey only gave them five minutes to visit.

Harry was sleeping soundly in the hospital bed, showing no sign of waking up at all.

The table next to the hospital bed is piled like a hill of candy, presumably gifts from Harry's friends and admirers.

"Heroes and saviors are really cheap." Albert couldn't help but sigh: "It's not easy for Potter."

After he finished speaking, he waved his wand and created a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums out of thin air, replacing the carnations in the vase.

"Why do you say that?" George asked in confusion.

Albert smiled and said nothing.

"You always like to say weird things." Fred began to unpack the toilet seat, preparing to put it next to the pile of gifts.

"If one day, everyone said that Potter was a liar, and the wizards in the entire British magic world thought Potter was a liar, would you think he was a liar or a savior?" Albert suddenly asked.

All three were at a loss and didn't know how to answer the question.

"Should be, not a liar." George said uncertainly.

"People will think he's a liar, not a savior." Albert laughed to himself, he actually hated these things.

Just then, Madam Pomfrey walked in.

"You've been here for nearly ten minutes. Get out of here."

As Madam Pomfrey was about to drive them away, her eyes fell on the toilet seat in Fred's hand, and she frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Weasley, are you going to send a toilet seat?"

"It's chocolate, it just looks like a toilet seat."

Fred lied, put the toilet seat on the table, and hurriedly left the school hospital.

"I can't tell that the chocolate is made of chocolate." Madam Pomfrey picked up the toilet seat and said, looking at the few people who were fleeing, "I really don't understand, the students are thinking in their minds now. something."

She wouldn't allow this kind of thing to appear in the school hospital. When Dumbledore was about to confiscate it, Dumbledore just walked in and happened to see Madam Pomfrey holding a toilet seat.

"No doubt they just wanted to have fun with Harry."

"It's not very sanitary here." Madam Pomfrey left with the toilet seat.

In the hallway outside the school hospital, Lee Jordan is asking Fred if the toilet seat was made of chocolate.

"How is that possible!" Fred said angrily

"I dare say Madam Pomfrey will confiscate it." Albert said rather speechlessly: "Actually, you should find someone to order a special toilet seat chocolate."

The three looked strangely at Albert.

"Did I say something wrong?" Albert asked rhetorically.

"No, no, you're right." Fred put his arm around Albert's shoulder. "Maybe, we can make some disgusting-looking presents out of chocolate. Percy's birthday is in August. , we have enough time to prepare and give him an unexpected surprise."

"I suggest you go to someone to order one, there will always be wizards who are good at making magical food." Albert thought about it and said, "I think one or two Galleons will be enough, if the other party doesn't want it, You can order a few more and keep them for our dear professor.”

"We understand!" the twins said in unison.

After being separated from the three, Albert went to the divination classroom alone. Professor Trelawney wrote a letter inviting Albert to drink tea with her, probably about prophecy!

Actually, Albert really guessed right, Professor Trelawney was looking for him because of the prophecy.

Professor Trelawney's first words upon seeing him were: "Can you really predict?"

"Why do you ask that."

"Actually, some wizards with more sensitive minds can infer some things through some clues even if they can't really make predictions." Professor Trelawney said.

"Do you think I can prophesy?"

"I don't know, I can't see the results of your predictions from your crystal ball. In this case, the results of so-called divination predictions are usually deceptive, but my gut tells me that maybe you really It has the ability to predict." Professor Trelawney pointed to the mat opposite and said, "Sit down, we can talk, there are really very few wizards who can really predict."

Albert sat opposite Professor Trelawney, picked up the black tea the other party had brewed, took a sip, and quietly waited for the other party to continue.

"I heard that Professor Quirrell died, just like your prophecy, he left us forever, and Harry Potter was by his side at that time."

"Well, that seems to be the case."

"In the beginning, the prophecy of the unicorn blood you made came true, right!"

"Well, it did." Albert's tone was still flat.

"It's really enviable," said Professor Trelawney softly. "I know a lot of people in the school think I'm a liar. Do you think I can predict?"

"Cassandra Trelawney is undoubtedly a true master of prophecy," said Albert.

"Unfortunately, I haven't inherited much of my great-great-grandmother's talent, and the Trelawney family has no real prophets." Professor Trelawney said softly: "Most wizards don't actually Too willing to believe so-called prophecies unless they see the results of the prophecy in a crystal ball."

"Because no one will want to believe your nonsense until the disaster is really predicted." Professor Trelawney continued, "And, even if you can predict the disaster for people, you can't stop it, only It is not a good thing for prophets to be able to watch disasters happen.

"You prophesy too, right!" said Albert.

"Should...it will. In fact, I can't be sure, I can only have a vague feeling." Professor Trelawney laughed at himself: "I once made a prophecy for Dumbledore, although I have not I remember the content of that prophecy, but shortly after that, probably after the fall of You-Know-Who, I came to Hogwarts as a professor of fortune-telling, and there was no so-called fortune-telling class at that time."

"Looks like the prophecy has come true." Albert said softly.

"Yeah, if I didn't prove my abilities to Dumbledore, how could he possibly let me teach at Hogwarts" Professor Trelawney murmured: "But many people just don't understand it on purpose. Ah."

"Well, I admit, Dumbledore didn't really like divination at first," Professor Trelawney said to himself, "that's when he told me that Hogwarts was going to have a divination class. , wants to invite me to be a professor, but before that, Dumbledore wants me to make a prophecy for him."

"I think that's what the Principal came to me for. He probably heard about my family and thought I also had the ability to predict, so he came to me," Professor Trelawney said.

"This prophecy is related to the mysterious man" Albert asked suddenly.

"I don't know." Professor Trelawney shook his head, "If you want to know the content, I'm afraid you can only go to Dumbledore. Oh, by the way, Snape may also know that he broke into the room at the time, Almost interrupted my prediction."

"It seems that it should be the prophecy of the Savior."

"That's what I thought at the time," she said.

Albert actually never doubted Professor Trelawney's IQ, being a liar and fooling other people, no one would be a fool.

A truly wise Muggle fortune teller will be very strong in inner suggestion, logical analysis and temporary adaptability, but before the real magic of prophecy, it seems a little out of place.

"I can't master my prophetic power like you do, and I can't use it as I want, but I believe I have that power myself." Professor Trelawney looked at Albert seriously, "Can you Tell me, how on earth did you control your prophetic powers?"

This is the purpose of Professor Trelawney's approach to Albert. No one wants to be a third-rate prophet.

"I'm afraid I can't give you very good advice, because my crystal ball divination is self-taught from books." Of course, Albert would not tell Professor Trelawney that he actually mastered the ability to predict. of.

"It's just like the numbers in the book," Albert briefly described how he felt about his prophecy.

"Focus on the crystal ball and keep thinking about what you want to know in your head. If you are successful, you will see fragments, and the rest is to connect those fragments and unravel them. The meaning of the prophecy has been expressed."

Professor Trelawney fell silent for a moment, then said, "Can you make a prophecy now?"

"Oh, sure!"

Albert stared at the crystal ball placed on the table by Professor Trelawney, stared at the white mist above, and began to predict what would happen next semester~IndoMTL.com~ Then, he saw a line:

The Chamber of Secrets has been opened.

Those who are enemies of the heir, be wary.

"What does this mean?"

Professor Trelawney also apparently saw the sights emerging from the crystal ball.

Following is an image of a copper faucet with a snake marking.

"It's definitely not a good thing!" Albert thought about it and said, "This matter should be related to Slytherin House."

"By the way, according to a piece of Hogwarts history, Slytherin left a secret room at Hogwarts, which seemed to contain something terrible."

Albert certainly knew what those words meant, but he had to pretend he figured it out.

"...Only the heirs of Slytherin can open the Chamber of Secrets, release the horrors inside, and let it purify the school and all those who are undeserving of magic."

"It seems that the next semester will not be very peaceful!" Professor Trelawney murmured: "However, I don't think anyone would want to believe this before it happened!"

Albert looked at Professor Trelawney as if he understood something.

"Since they think I'm a liar, then I'm a liar, and I'm still just a liar until I can really control my prophetic powers like you do." Professor Trelawney laughed at himself. .

Actually, Albert was also very surprised. He didn't expect that he would make such a prediction, and Professor Trelawney obviously saw the content of the crystal ball. Does it mean that his ability to predict has become stronger than that? stronger before.

Next semester, I should be more careful.

Although Albert thinks he won't be so unlucky to be targeted, he should still be prepared.

Well, to put it bluntly, it's actually the fear of death.