Wind and Eagle Wings at Hogwarts

Chapter 337 337. The Power of Prophecy

"The Ministry of Magic is not directly taking over Gringotts."

Across the long table, Dylan said, having finished reading the newspaper.

"Gringotts are all over the world." Keira, who was sitting next to Dylan, said, "The British Ministry of Magic just decided to supervise the security of Gringotts."

"Oh, damn the Daily Prophet, it always uses headlines to deceive people!" Eddie finished reading the report angrily.

"Let me see." Scott reached for the newspaper and glanced at it.

The specific content of the report is as Dylan and Keira said.

[...In order to ensure the safety of the property of British wizards, the Ministry of Magic sent a team of Aurors to the Gringotts Bank in the UK.

These experienced senior Aurors will oversee the security of Gringotts Bank...]
"Even so, the goblins don't like it," Eddie said. "Goblins are greedy fellows, and I'm afraid they've taken everything in Gringotts as their property."

"This happened more than once, and I'm afraid there will be far fewer wizards who trust their property to Gringotts Bank in the future." Roger said with a smile.

"What was snatched yesterday, they still haven't been announced in the newspaper." Scott put down the newspaper.

"Yesterday's newspaper said that it was the underground vault of the Lestrange family." Milton said, "The members of the Lestrange family are now locked up in Azkaban."

"No wonder." Eddie shrugged his shoulders, "They are not responsible for the robbery of the underground vault yet."

For Hogwarts students, even the big news that Gringotts Bank was hacked head-on was just something to talk about after dinner.

Except for the news published in the newspapers, they have no access to more information.

But Scott wanted to know more.

After the morning class, he met Rimbaud in the Forbidden Forest and asked Rimbaud to send a crow to get more information.

"Whether it's Gringotts Bank or the Ministry of Magic, they should all be included in the scope of monitoring." He said to Rimbaud, "I have a hunch that some major changes may occur in the British wizarding world."

Rimbaud asked curiously, "What is it?"

Scott just shook his head, "I don't know, but something will happen."

"Okay, I'll let the crows work hard." Rimbaud agreed to Scott's request.

As Rimbaud began to take the crows to inquire about news, it traveled back and forth between London and Hogwarts almost every day, and Scott met with it more often.

With its efforts, Scott succeeded in obtaining a lot of information that was hidden from the public.

First of all, the missing item in the Lestrange family's underground vault has actually been identified, and it is indeed Hufflepuff's gold cup.

In order to check the lost items, the Ministry of Magic, in addition to checking the list of vault items kept by Gringotts, also specially sent people to Azkaban to report to the brothers Rodolph Slestrange and Rabastan Lestrange in prison, and Rodolphus' wife Bellatrix Lestrange inquired.

Because the mad Bellatrix Lestrange yelled after hearing the news, it is now clear to the Ministry of Magic that the lost gold cup was given to Lestrange by the Dark Lord for safekeeping.

In the Ministry of Magic, Rimbaud also observed a strange phenomenon.

Fudge became increasingly reticent as a minister.

And some members of the Secretary Department of the Minister's Office will hold secret meetings with some people from other departments behind Fudge's back.

Fudge was outraged by this.

Rimbaud said, "His face will become like a dark cloud."

But he did not expressly prohibit this behavior.

"Secretary Department of the Minister's Office?"

When Scott heard the news, he had a feeling that it was true.

"Milton's father, Mr. Graves is the head of the secretary department." He asked softly.

"Mr. Graves?" Rimbaud tilted his head. "I don't know Milton's father, but there is indeed a Mr. Graves there."

"keep it up."

Scott reached out and touched Rimbaud's feathers.

"Medea will digest the Horcruxes she got as soon as possible, and I can't take care of the Ministry of Magic for the time being." He ordered, "While now, try to give me a list of participants in the secret meeting, they should all be Medea people."

"No problem." Rimbaud agreed.

The following days were passed without any disturbance, and Scott carried out the same high-intensity study step by step as last semester.

Even on weekends, his schedule was full, except for the days when Ravenclaw House played Quidditch.

The news of the Gringotts bank robbery gradually cooled down as time went by.

In the first week of February, Professor Black suddenly began to miss Defense Against the Dark Arts class, and the only teacher in the class was Assistant Lupine.

Lupine didn't specify where Black was going, and the students started talking about it.

But Scott has already guessed the reason.

At noon the day after Black disappeared, Scott received a letter from Dumbledore.

In the letter, the old principal asked Scott to visit his office.

Scott rushed to the principal's office and found Harry in there.

"Good afternoon, Scott." Dumbledore, who was sitting behind the desk, waved to Scott, "Come and sit down, what would you like to drink?"

"Black tea, no sugar, thank you."

Scott, who was already familiar with the principal's office, sat on the stool next to Harry.

"Ok."

Dumbledore snapped his fingers with a smile, and a cup of steaming black tea appeared in front of Scott.

"Scott, my guess was right!"

At this time, Harry said to Scott a little excitedly: "Kreacher really knows the truth about Regulus' disappearance!"

Scott bowed his head and took a sip of tea, "Professor Black's missing brother, is he still alive?"

"I don't know," said Harry. "Sirius didn't tell me the result, he just said he found something and he was very excited."

"So now, where is Professor Black?" Scott asked again.

"Let me tell." Dumbledore said, "Sirius contacted me, and that is indeed a major discovery."

He said with a sigh: "Who would have thought that a great secret was kept in the head of a house-elf."

Scott put down the teacup in his hand, looked at Dumbledore with some doubts, "Professor, it seems that I don't need to listen to this matter?"

"I need your help, Scott." Dumbledore smiled kindly at him, "Please finish listening."

Scott hesitated, but nodded anyway.

"It's about Voldemort's Horcruxes," said Dumbledore softly.

"Horcrux?" Harry didn't know why.

Since he didn't destroy Riddle's diary like in the "Original Book", this made him not very clear about the concept of Horcruxes.

Dumbledore patiently explained to him the evil principles and functions of Horcruxes.

Harry also quickly realized, "The diary that controls Ginny..."

Dumbledore nodded, "That's also one of the Horcruxes."

As he said that, he looked at Scott, "Scott did an arithmetic divination on this, and the result of that arithmetic divination told us that Voldemort created a total of 7 Horcruxes, either on his own initiative or by accident."

Harry frowned tightly when he heard this, "So, we have to destroy all his Horcruxes to defeat him?"

"Theoretically so."

Dumbledore muttered something, skipping the subject.

"Is the relic left by Regulus a Horcrux?" Harry asked again.

"I'm afraid that's the case." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "It's a pity that it has been stolen."

Harry said loudly, "Could it be Voldemort? I dreamed about him..."

"Harry?"

Dumbledore immediately looked at Harry when he heard the words, his blue eyes flashed with wisdom.

"Tell me, what did you dream about." He asked softly.

"It's just a dream." Harry showed some resistance, "That doesn't mean anything."

Dumbledore said meaningfully: "No, in fact, wizard dreams can represent many things, especially you, Harry."

"Me?" Harry was completely confused.

Dumbledore didn't explain, and at his request, Harry still told about his dream.

When Harry was telling the dream, Scott's eyes began to look at the portrait of the former headmaster on the office wall from time to time.

The former headmasters in those portraits still seem to be dozing off, but the eyes that open slightly from time to time have betrayed them.

Especially Phineas Black, the object of Scott's suspicion, whose movements are somewhat obvious.

Scott frowned.

If Harry could see the news of Voldemort's actions reaching Medea's ears through a dream, would she have thought that Harry was a "Horcrux"?
Even if she didn't think of it, it didn't stop her from thinking of Harry as a Voldemort detector.

At this moment, Dumbledore, who had heard Harry's story, said to him, "Harry, what you saw in your dream happened for real."

"How is it possible?" Harry couldn't believe it. "It was just a dream...how could it be?"

Before Dumbledore could answer, Scott suddenly said, "Is it because of the prophecy? The power of the prophecy created a connection between Harry and Voldemort."

Dumbledore glanced at Scott in surprise, but did not refute his words.

The lesser of two powers, Scott thought.

"This angle seems to make sense." Dumbledore said with a smile.

"What prophecy?" Harry asked blankly, "Why didn't I know?"

Dumbledore was still smiling, looking at Scott kindly.

Scott could only explain, "A prophecy about you and Voldemort was made more than ten years ago. Voldemort decided to get rid of you after hearing that prophecy. Of course, this action caused him to fail."

"Just because of the prophecy?" Harry found it difficult to accept.

He glanced at Dumbledore and immediately understood that Scott's words were true.

"Why do you know this?" he couldn't help asking Scott.

"Some of the portraits and ghosts in this castle know about it," Scott replied. "Of course, they generally don't tell others."

Of course he was telling the truth, and he and Helena had talked about this topic before when they were chatting.

"Are prophecies so powerful? I mean, put me in touch with Voldemort?"

Harry still had trouble accepting his connection to Voldemort.

(End of this chapter)