ca-book Chapter 481 Prophecy Ball
Chapter 481 Prophecy Ball
In the next few days, the atmosphere at Hogwarts was relatively calm.
It would be better if the pink toad didn't get worse.
Fuji has already gained the attitude of Zhang Qi and others through this toad, and he doesn't dare to take any more radical actions for the time being.
However, this does not mean that he does not want to disgust Dumbledore.
With Fudge's secret support, Umbridge's education order was finally released, and it was surprisingly complete.
This includes but is not limited to students not being allowed to question Defense Against the Dark Arts teaching, making noise in the corridors after class, and boys and girls not being within one meter of each other.
However, Zhang Qi still holds his girlfriend's hand every day, greets people everywhere in the corridor, and still does not attend the so-called Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
After seeing such a scene, Umbridge was so angry that her teeth itched, but she did not dare to do anything excessive.
The year before last, the reason she dared to reach out to the Greengrass family was that the family had long since declined and only retained an honorary title in the Ministry of Magic, without even having any substantive rights.
But within the past year and a half, this pure-blood family, which was already on the verge of collapse, expanded and grew rapidly at an absolutely impossible speed under the eyes of other families.
Before other families could react, the Greengrass family had grown into a huge behemoth.
Many pure-blood families responded. They either tried to improve their relationship with the Greengrass family, or tried to directly use violence to grab something.
But it is a pity that those who try to use violence quickly disappear from this world, and disappear very completely.
These people were eyeing something they shouldn't be eyeing, and Fudge knew they deserved to die, so he wouldn't take the initiative to mess with this bad guy.
As for those who tried to attack Daphne and Astoria, they died the fastest.
Zhang Qi personally supervised them to ensure that they could leave this world safely and painlessly.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Hilbert, I'm glad you can still maintain a lively atmosphere in such a lifeless atmosphere."
In the principal's office today, Dumbledore touched his beard and picked up the familiar sugar jar.
"Aren't you going to express your opinion on the current situation in the school?"
Zhang Qi rudely picked up a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth.
"It is my bottom line not to take the initiative to conflict with the Minister of Magic."
Dumbledore shook his head gently. He now felt that this child was becoming more and more like his old friend.
"I heard that you have been helping Miss Granger train my students recently"?
After drinking some black tea, Dumbledore finally got to the point.
"Yes, I think their tactics, although still very rough, have begun to take shape."
Zhang Qi was confused. He was still not used to adding sugar to black tea.
"This tactic is very novel and I think it suits the Aurors of the Department of Justice very well."
Dumbledore smiled slightly.
"Hermione told me that even you don't know anything about their training. It seems that nothing in the school can escape your scope."
Zhang Qi stuffed another piece of candy into his mouth, then grabbed a large handful and put it into his pocket.
"Please forgive an old man for being suspicious. The situation is already critical and we must make preparations."
The old man shook his head and finally knocked on the table gently.
"Mr. Hilbert, I wonder if you have listened carefully to Professor Trelawney's course?"
"I have indeed heard of it, but Professor Trelawney's bloodline is too thin, and the predictions always have some strange deviations. Later, after completing the exam, I stopped taking her class."
Zhang Qi frowned slightly, as if he had anticipated what Dumbledore was going to say.
"Professor Trelawney does have the blood of a prophet, but even though this blood is very thin, she still made many great predictions."
Dumbledore gently tapped his temple with the scarred wand, and a silver thread was slowly pulled out of his brain.
"Come and see this, kid."
With the slight vibration of Dumbledore's wrist, the silver thread floated into the air, and then spread into a mist.
"The glory of salvation was born in July, in the family that had defeated him three times."
The mist gradually turned into a woman's face, and Zhang Qi could tell that it was the young Professor Trelawney.
"One of them will inevitably die in the hands of the other, and both cannot survive at the same time"...
"This is what Professor Trelawney predicted 10 years ago, kid."
After showing all this, Dumbledore seemed a little tired, so he leaned back in his chair.
"Harry"?
Zhang Qi asked softly.
"Yes, this is why Voldemort keeps chasing Harry."
"Originally, Neville was also born in July, but it was Bella and his wife who went to look for him, while Voldemort decided to find James and his wife in person, and eventually killed them."
"I often feel like I can't do anything, kid, and I've been blaming myself for this for so many years."
When Dumbledore said this, he sighed.
"If I had gone earlier that day, maybe none of this would have happened."
"However, history does not have what-ifs. We may be able to explore other timelines, but in this urgent situation, it is useless to feel sorry for ourselves."
"Instead of complaining and denying yourself here, let's think more about how to prevent Voldemort from further expanding his power."
Zhang Qi waved his hand aside.
"Voldemort has now been resurrected, but he himself does not know the full content of this prophecy, so we need to leave enough space to implement the plan."
"You want to leave enough space to play with Voldemort, right?"
Zhang Qi frowned.
"But you are right. Fraud is a real art, so you definitely didn't come to me just to treat me to candy today."
"Yes, the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic will record all prophecies and store them in the crystal ball warehouse. I think Tom will not give up looking for the crystal ball."
"The Ministry of Magic is not in such chaos yet. He cannot go directly there openly. He will definitely send some of his henchmen to steal or rob."
Zhang Qi knocked on the table and gave a very complete analysis.
"Beautiful reasoning"!
Dumbledore clapped his hands in approval.
"Should we set a small trap and catch them all"?
Zhang Qi made his own proposal.
"Unfortunately, Mr. Hilbert, I did want to set a trap, but according to our estimation, the best result is to eliminate part of their power."
Dumbledore suddenly shook his head.
"You already saw the resurrected Voldemort when you were at Riddle Park. How did you feel at that time?"
"He is very strong, much stronger than I thought, but I don't know why. My blood has obviously been inactivated. Its power mainly comes from Harry's blood, but why can he still have such huge power?" ?
At this moment, Zhang Qi finally raised the question that had been sealed in his heart for a long time.
"You are very smart. By taking poison, your magical bloodline has completely become a burden in Voldemort's body, but your bloodline is still magical."
"Dragon blood can enhance the adaptability of all other creatures. Voldemort took your blood. Although your blood no longer contains power, it can still help him more successfully combine with the ancient spell in Harry's blood. Make it more powerful."
"Furthermore, since he has mixed up with the people of the Church of the Dead, he must also have the support of those madmen, and the power from the abyss is enough to strengthen him again."
Zhang Qi's brows furrowed as he listened to Dumbledore's narration.
It seems that I was overconfident last time. If I had known better, I would have buried dozens of kilograms of explosives in Riddle Cemetery in advance, and waited until Peter came to blow him up.
"But we can indeed set up an ambush. Even if we can't kill Voldemort, we definitely have a way to kill that crazy woman Bella."
Zhang Qi continued after a brief silence:
"Miss Granger is worthy of being a descendant of Lasclaw and Mr. Gryffindor. She is really wise and brave. I never thought that she would be able to formulate novel tactics suitable for wizards through the tactical introduction in that training manual. I think In more than ten years, she is likely to become the new Minister of Magic."
"Speaking of Hermione and her friends, have you passed by the porch today?"
Dumbledore rubbed his temples with a headache.
"So what happened"?
Zhang Qi asked with some confusion.
"Ms. Umbridge signed the so-called Education Order No. 24, disbanded all clubs, and further tightened the so-called school rules. According to the latest school rules, both you and Miss Greengrass will be thrown into Professor Snape material storage room to shell the snails.”
The old man made a rare joke, and Zhang Qi also laughed.
"I've already told Hermione to be careful about strict screening when absorbing others into the club. I think with Miss Granger's intelligence, there shouldn't be any big problems."
"Well, I hope there won't be any big problems. In fact, I think that if Harry's behavior is discovered, then Fudge will definitely think that I want to overthrow the Ministry of Magic, and then order Scrimgeour to lead a group of Aurors around My headmaster's office, trying to send me to freezing Azkaban."
Dumbledore shrugged.
"But I am very sure that you will not take the initiative to go to that ghost place, so Minister Fudge will most likely charge you with absconding in fear of crime."
Zhang Qi also shrugged his shoulders.
"Guessed it right"!
Dumbledore smiled and picked up another jar, which contained lemon sorbet.
Zhang Qi remembered that Shen Meng loved eating this food so much that he bought a box for her and mailed it back to China. He wondered if the girl had cavities from eating it.
I hope her brother can take care of it.
"Actually, I have one more thing to ask you, Mr. Hilbert."
Dumbledore thought about his words and then asked:
"I am older and it is easy to forget some things. I remember that before I was injured, a very beautiful Asian girl with brown hair seemed to have said something to me."
"But when I woke up, everyone said they had never seen this person before. Did I remember it wrong?"
Dumbledore stared at Zhang Qi's face and asked in confusion.
"That was your hallucination. The crystal that Nidhogg stabbed you has a hallucinogenic effect. Before I helped you clean the wound, you told a lot of nonsense, including but not limited to Grindelwald, and fortunately Pomfrey Madam was busy treating your wounds at the time, and the people around her didn’t write anything down.”
Zhang Qi rolled his eyes and said without blushing.
"Ah, I didn't expect that an old man like me would be embarrassed."
Dumbledore immediately believed Zhang Qi's words. He smiled mockingly and did not ask any more questions.
Xia Mi was one of Zhang Qi's last trump cards. After killing the Black King, Zhang Qi used his remaining power as the White King to slightly modify the memories of the main witnesses present.
So now, only Xu Lin has a rough understanding of Zhang Qi's strength, and everyone else thinks that this child is just a little stronger.
"Professor Snape may not want to be an undercover agent anymore."
After a moment, Zhang Qi sighed.
"I know, but he took the initiative to find me, maybe to atone for his mistakes back then."
The two looked at each other and shook their heads together.
"Voldemort has returned. We need to be prepared, but before the decisive battle comes, please spend some time with Astoria. She is a very kind girl."
"I know you have reservations even about me, and I'm fine with that, but I want you to have no reservations about Astoria, because Miss Greengrass has always had no reservations about you."
"This is what Professors McGonagall and Snape both want."
Dumbledore stood up and looked into Zhang Qi's eyes, as if he wanted to see something in them.
"I will, but there are some things she really doesn't need to know. She already has her own strength, but I don't want him to be exposed to these things."
Zhang Qi stood up from his seat and picked up Dumbledore's sugar jar as if nothing had happened.
"Goodbye, Mr. Headmaster, I have Professor Snape's Potions class this afternoon."
"Goodbye kid, it would be better if you didn't leave with my snack jar."
Dumbledore said softly.
He had just seen many things in this child's eyes, and Dumbledore felt that he was becoming more and more like Grindelwald.
However, this child is a very complex and contradictory person. He is kind but radical, peaceful but not lacking in fighting spirit.
In front of the enemy, he could stab the sharp blade into the enemy's throat without any psychological hindrance; but in front of the kind girl, he could smile and let the other party pinch his face.
"He should have had his own childhood, but I ruined it all."
In the empty principal's office, Dumbledore muttered to himself.