Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 1739: The sorrow of the predictor

　　 Two days is a short time, but it is also very long.

　　 If a person's vision is not wide enough and only cares about one acre of land next to him, he will often feel that this day is like a white horse passing by, passing away in a blink of an eye.

　　 But for those who have stretched their eyes far enough, the changes in these two days will be enough to make people worry about sleeping and eating.

　　 In recent days, huge disasters in the UK have caused chaos in neighboring countries. The rapid flow of information in modern Muggle society makes it difficult for the top to completely suppress the fermentation of public opinion. If this continues, even if Helbo does not continue to make shots, this small half of Europe will probably be messed up by itself.

　　 However, in addition to those leaders who have broken their brains for the chaos, there is also a kind of people in this world who secretly sighs about the long time.

　　, for example, a masked girl like Safina, who has rushed to France according to her sister's instructions, is a "idle person".

　　 Don’t ask, waiting in a strange country for someone who doesn’t know when they will show up is absolutely boring and boring.

　　 "Miss, this is Fort Blois. The owner of the Blois family originally lived here, but it is said that one night recently, the entire castle collapsed without warning..."

　　 At this moment, Safina is standing in the clearing in front of Fort Blois, guarded by several black-robed men and women. She looked at the ruins in front, listened to one of the people in her ear reporting the situation for her, and nodded slightly from time to time.

　　 Around them, there are not many passers-by, but it can’t be said that they are not there, but they all rushed past as if they had seen them there at all. Up.

　　 After a while, Safina listened to her narration, and then said quietly:

　　"The French Blois family, in the past, can be said to be one of the top wizarding families in Europe, who would have thought that it would be uprooted overnight...except for the'despicable' Haierbo', there will probably not be a second person in this world who can do it."

　　Speaking of this, she suddenly turned to ask her hand:

　　 "I remember... This Blois family was helping that McLean before, right?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 Seeing her question, the black-robed man immediately replied:

　　"Although there is not much information about Maca McLean’s whereabouts, it can generally be confirmed. The Blois family not only took in McLean and his party who left the UK, but also hid a group of asylum seekers in France. Within the territory... As for where those people are, there is no more precise information."

Before 　　's voice fell, he heard him pause for a while, and then added:

　　"In addition, the Blois family also sent a large number of people to the British territory to monitor the movement inside and outside the fog, until nothing could be done, and then hurried back."

　　 "Well," Safina had heard it, and she couldn't help but nod slightly. "It's no wonder that Helbo would have attacked them... However, if the Muggles around here were only uprooted, this But it seems a bit inconsistent with that unscrupulous person's style of acting?"

　　 Thinking of this, her brows hidden under the mask suddenly frowned, and then she waved her hand:

　　 "It's not suitable to stay here, let's go!"

　　 Maybe it was worried that some of Helbo's conspiracy and tricks still existed here, and Safina immediately left here with her men. But since this trip came here to wait for someone, she didn’t get too far away. Soon she found an apartment building nearby with a view of the ruins of Fort Blois, and “borrowed” the top one. The family lived in their house.

　　 "You don’t need to set up protection magic," Safina immediately stopped when her men were about to cast a spell on the door wall. It's plainly revealing where we are. Also, don't go out these days. If you have to go out, don't use magic spells as much as possible...understand?"

　　 "Yes."

　　 Hearing everyone's response, Safina walked slowly to the living room window and looked out. It can be seen that apart from a few Muggles in the square where she was just now, there are still no notable people appearing.

　　 looked for a while before she said casually:

　　"In two shifts, day and night, if you find someone similar to McLean, tell me immediately."

　　After assigning the task, Safina found a chair and sat down on her own, and began a long and boring wait.

　　 To be honest, if this is not what my sister Ursula meant, she would never want to come here. According to her personal opinion, not only Helbo, but even Maca is probably a completely dangerous person.

　　 At least, she believes that the previous rules of conduct in the organization are pretty good. Regardless of the chaos outside, it is the safest way not to mix things up.

　　When Greenward was rioting, didn't the elders in the organization just because they made up their minds not to intervene, so they lived safely and steadily to this day?

　　 Obviously, even if life flies a little, it’s better than losing one’s life, isn’t it?

　　 However, this generation of prophets...that is, her sister Ursula, contrary to the opinions of the previous prophets, began to personally set foot in this bottomless quagmire.

　　Safina believes in her sister, whether after or before the other party becomes a prophet~IndoMTL.com~ However, in terms of her character, she is still quite resistant to this kind of physical danger.

　　"Could it be said that this chaos can no longer be survived by shrinking your head and protecting yourself?"

　　After being silent for a while, Safina looked at the blue sky outside the window and muttered to herself a little nervously.

　　……

　　 Ursula is a prophet, and a better prophet than Bitterlawney's "half-handed". Compared with the latter, which is always quite abstract, she not only can get quite concrete predictions, but also has a strong intuition that Trelawney doesn't have.

　　 However, no matter how talented she is as a prophet, it is impossible to make the predictions accurate to the level of "what will happen on a certain day"—that is, there are only a few ancient great prophets in the legend Things that can be done.

　　 But she certainly would not have thought that although her so-called "I can meet McLean near Fort Blois in two days" is not wrong, but what she said was that she caused her sister to suffer in France. Waited a long time.

　　 And she, the "new man prophet" who has just awakened his talent, is even more unclear about the fact that the prophecy is awesome because it is difficult to change. She is a new born prophet, she can only tremble under fate.

　　The power to predict the future has been a kind of sorrow since ancient times.

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