Conquest knights from Hogwarts

Chapter 357 The Location Revealed by the Prophecy

"It is an earth that never melts;

A blood-red moon hangs over the cage.

The grievances and wailings accumulated for thousands of years are bound by iron chains;

There are numbers symbolizing death,
The king was imprisoned in it,
Death brings rest,

But rest in peace is the greatest mercy to him.

The blizzard will come in November,
You need to go to the depths of the great vortex,
There is the door leading to the cage.

But the cage should not be opened,
The guardian has not left yet,

The never-ending torment has not yet come to its end. "

Trelawney's abnormally raised head dropped suddenly after the voice fell, and her body also fell backwards with the drooping of her head. Ron quickly supported Trelawney's shoulders, and the sound of sleeping snoring was soft. It sounded softly.

"The professor is asleep."

Ron spoke softly, then waved out a stretcher and carefully placed her on it.

"I'll take the professor to the school infirmary, everyone should leave."

But the little wizards didn't move. Although none of them made a sound, their eyes were fixed on Ron.

"Is this true?" Someone asked in a low voice, "Did Professor Trelawney make a prophecy? Just now?"

"Yes." Ron's answer made the little wizards' eyes almost overflow with excitement. They suppressed their desire to chatter and stared at Ron with more eager eyes. They wanted to know more .

"However, the prophecy needs further interpretation and analysis. Most of the time, the content inside is not very clear, and most importantly, the time referred to by the prophecy is uncertain. Although we have heard of November, it will be this year , or next year, or many years later, we cannot know clearly."

"Are there any prefects and male and female student union chairmen? Disperse the crowd, don't block the corridor, don't pay attention to lunch, and you will lose the face of the cook."

Hermione and two other prefects from other colleges quickly stood up, and the little wizards who already knew that they couldn't ask more questions didn't hold back. What they wanted now was to tell those who had just experienced Friends who were not there.

The blocked passage quickly returned to normal, and Ron also commanded the stretcher to float towards the school infirmary.

A silver-white patron saint flew out of his hand, and the miniature dragon flapped its wings and disappeared quickly, telling the prophesied news to the people who had been waiting for this for a long time.

Just over ten seconds after Ron sent Professor Trelawney to Madam Pomfrey in the school infirmary, Dumbledore strode open the door of the school infirmary.

He had a smile on his face, and although his pace was a little hurried, it didn't affect him at all to release his 'magic power' to the outside world.

The face wrinkled and stretched because of the smile seemed to be many years younger. Madam Pomfrey, who had already frowned and planned to reprimand, "Small movement, here are all patients", was also stunned at this moment.

Dumbledore was a handsome guy back then, and a handsome guy will only become an old handsome guy when he gets old. This sudden handsomeness is not so lethal after breaking away from the constraints of the aging white hair and beard.

Ron heard Madam Pomfrey murmuring in a low voice: "Let's forget about this time and don't have a next time."

Dumbledore nodded apologetically to Madam Pomfrey, then hugged Ron and patted his strong back.

"Are you really sure?"

He still can't believe it now.

"I think it should be right, at least now there are clues, no matter what, it's better than nothing."

"Then come with me."

He pulled Ron and planned to leave, but before leaving, Dumbledore did not forget to turn his head and say to Madam Pomfrey: "Sorry Bobby, I will remember to knock on the door next time, Ron and I have very important Please take care of Sybil, don't let anything happen to her."

"My duty is to keep everyone safe who comes here, Albus."

Madam Pomfrey replied quickly, her hurried speech seemed to be covering up something, perhaps because she felt embarrassed because she lost her composure just now?
Following Dumbledore's rapid progress, as the headmaster of Hogwarts, Dumbledore has an extremely deep understanding of the school he has stayed in for decades.

He likes night tours at night, and he can always discover some novel little Hogwarts secrets. From the school doctor's room on the first floor to the principal's office on the eighth floor, they went through a few secret passages that Ron didn't know about. Arrived extremely fast, the whole process didn't even take more than 1 minute.

"Don't you just go there?"

Ron spoke strangely.

"Of course I have to go, but I need to bring something. No matter what time it is, we need to be prepared before we start. Naturally, the convincing power of one-sided words is relatively limited. There are some exceptions."

Dumbledore stretched out his finger and pointed at the cabinet embedded in the wall. When the door slid open, a simple stone basin emerged from the cabinet.

"It is necessary to have as few accidents as possible in important matters."

"I need your memory."

"no problem."

Ron tapped his temple, pulled out a silver-white floating silk thread, and put it into the glass bottle that Dumbledore had prepared long ago.

"Just let me show off a little, I don't think there is a better prop to view memory than my Pensieve in the world."

"Then let's go."

Dumbledore put away the glass bottle, and at the same time put away the Pensieve.

"Fox just delivered a message for me, sorry principal."

"It's okay, Fox will be back soon, here, look."

A flame ignited on the golden perch, and Fox landed lightly on it. A line of golden flames formed the text, which was Fox's reply to Ron.

Bell Ryder's reply letter was extremely short, but the content was very solid.

"Everything is ready, may the sword and glory live forever, my king."

"Umbridge is in the hall, and it won't be long before someone comes and takes her away."

"Umbridge?"

Dumbledore was slightly puzzled for a moment at this moment, as if he had forgotten the name.

"I'll tell Minerva."

Dumbledore summoned his patron saint to send a message to Professor McGonagall, and then looked at Fox.

"Thank you, Fox."

The hard-working Phoenix whispered softly, and then the three of them were enveloped in flames. In an instant, they left Hogwarts and came to a deserted hillside, far away from Hogwarts and away from magic.

"I actually like Muggle inventions very much, but the effect of magical magnetic fields on electronic products has not been resolved yet, so we can only stay away."

While talking, Dumbledore took out a technological phone from his pocket. This is not the kind of bulky mobile phone as big as a brick, but a stylish slider phone with a thickness of one finger.

He pressed a series of numbers and dialed the phone connected to the distant place.

I didn't see what he said, and a space door suddenly appeared in front of the two of them. Looking at the somewhat rough edges, it was Mr. Tianshu who made the move. Zhongli's space door is a very delicate door, and he even has a leisurely heart. Carving patterns on it is more extravagant than the dog's head that Kakashi must wear on the mud flow wall.

"It's much more convenient than a taxi, isn't it?"

Dumbledore smiled slightly, then stepped into the space door.

"We need to let everyone come here, Tianshu."

As soon as he stepped out of the space door, Dumbledore said, this is not the principal's office of Yunding Tiangong, Tianshu has already handed over the principal's position to Tianquan, this is his laboratory, a strange model projection on the table makes People feel a little familiar.

"What's the matter Dumbledore?"

Tianshu looked up with some doubts, and looked away from the thick information.

"Don't tell me, what happened to this kid from your family again?"

He watched Ron walk out of the space door, and couldn't help but shook his head and smiled.

"But he's quite interesting, isn't the kid more lively?"

"It's a prophecy about the demon seal, Tianshu."

Dumbledore interrupted the chatting atmosphere. After hearing the news, the smile on Tianshu's face subsided, but in the next moment, a brighter smile than before was put on his face.

"awesome."

Tianshu raised his hand, and seventeen space doors appeared in the room.

Seventeen old people who had met before came out of it one after another. They all placed the physical space coordinates in their offices or laboratories, so that the space door can be opened smoothly beside them, and it will not be due to the reason of the magic enchantment. and cannot be enabled.

"There may be deviations in the translation, let's just look at the memory."

The Pensieve was placed on the table by Dumbledore. Because of the number of people, it was a little troublesome to enter the Pensieve. He pulled out his wand and clicked on the old stone basin. The stone basin that had just blurred the silver thread of memory revealed a touch of light. shimmer.

The surrounding environment was changing rapidly, and the bright lights that dispelled the dusk outside the window seemed to be obscured, and the images of the Hogwarts corridors were projected here.

The second Ron appeared in front of people, but the protagonist was not him.

Trelawney's hoarse voice sounded, and the prophecy narrated by her was listened carefully by everyone present.

The short-lived memory fragment lasted only a few tens of seconds, but after the picture was taken back into the Pensieve, none of the people present opened their mouths. The expressions on their faces were complicated and wonderful. Thoughts that floated in my eyes.

An old man in a family is like a treasure. This refers to the knowledge accumulated by the old people over the years. This is especially obvious in this group of old people who are the youngest at 89 years old. They are at the top of the current wizarding world. That group of old men with wisdom and strength, the wisdom stored in their brains is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Every syllable letter seemed to be considered in their minds, but the too vague description of the location still made them frown.

The time has been given, although it is impossible to determine which year, November is already a fairly clear description, they are haunted by the never-melting earth and the huge vortex that connects the door, this description is too vague, and at the same time has this There are countless places on earth that can be found without counting them.

The North Pole, the Antarctic, and even the permafrost lands of Siberia all fit this description. The scope covered by this description makes it almost impossible for people to get an answer that is closer to the truth from the existing clues.

The silence became more and more intense at this time, they sat down one after another, and fell into deep thought without saying a word.

“Tuk Tuk Tuk~”

The sound of fingers tapping on the table broke the quiet atmosphere at the moment, and people focused their attention on Nicolas.

"What did you find?" Tianshu asked.

"It's just a literal interpretation, but keeping silent is not a good environment for thinking. Let go of your mind. A person's wisdom is limited."

As the longest-lived person, Nicolas also has the calmest attitude among the crowd. Time has frozen on him. As long as the elixir of life is still available, as long as he still has the desire to continue living, then he will Has unlimited time to do whatever he wants.

"Compared to the place you are all thinking about, let me talk about something else."

"First of all, the imprisoned king was mentioned in the prophecy, and he was tortured for thousands of years. Death is the most merciful means. This shows that the mistakes made by this king are huge mistakes that cannot be made up for by death."

"You should have thought of it too, right?"

"King Solomon."

A witch that Ron didn't know spoke. Although she was also old, her voice didn't look old, and only a pair of bright but soft eyes were exposed on her veiled face.

"Yes, that's right."

Nicolas nodded.

"As the one who put the world's great enemy into our world, summoned demons and forged the gates of the abyss, he is the king who most fits the prophecy."

"There is no more sin than betraying one's own world, one's own hometown. For him, death is indeed the greatest kindness."

"Then there is this sentence: 'There are numbers that symbolize death'. I think this sentence tells us that there is not only one person, or a demon, in that cage."

"But there are too many numbers that symbolize death, Nicol, and it is impossible for us to guess one by one."

"That's not the case. In fact, the number told us from the beginning."

"The number was established when we first arrived at him as King Solomon."

"It is 13. The religion of the country established by King Solomon is Judaism. As the classic Bible of Judaism, 13 is the number that symbolizes death in the Bible."

"Wizards seldom believe in religion. After all, the miracles in it can be done as long as they can wield a magic wand. However, this religion that is mostly spread in the world of ordinary people can still be used as a good reference."

"I believe that things that can be widely disseminated in this world are rarely completely fabricated out of thin air. It needs at least a prototype, even if it will become unverifiable due to time in the future, but when things are brewing , Rootless water cannot flow for long.”

"So, you little ones need to learn to open your horizons, don't limit yourself to common sense in the magic world, if you want to interpret the hints in the prophecy, we need to expand our thinking even more."

"Then how about publishing the prophecy? It's open to everyone, regardless of casters or ordinary people."

"There are 57 billion people in the world. As long as we offer rewards, the collision of wisdom will always light up the spark."

Someone put forward this suggestion, which is also the original intention of Nicolas May to say so many things. Although the fusion of the two worlds has begun, it is undeniable that the casters still have the idea of ​​"superior" in their subconscious, but What Nicole May believes is that wisdom is given to everyone relatively fairly, and you will not be preferred because you have magical powers.

"Do you know the weather tomorrow?"

Ron's voice suddenly appeared at this moment, which made the group of old people cast their eyes on him.

"If you don't know, why don't you check the weather forecast?"

"The blizzard and the huge vortex are likely to be ice storms with a huge impact, right?"

"As long as the door is not opened every few decades, then the weather map"

"Look!"

Nicole May clapped her hands happily, "Young people are more likely to pay attention to new things than us old men, right?"

"Does the bounty still count, teacher?"

Ron rubbed his hands and asked with a smile.

"Of course, if you find the right position, you, Ron, will be responsible for leading the way. Pioneers are the most honorable, and our safety will be guaranteed by you."

"what???"

"Teacher, how can you be so proficient?"

The old man's happy laughter echoed in the room, only the person who was prostituted looked up at the ceiling.

"This light is really dazzling and disgusting."

(End of this chapter)