Hogwarts' Wizarding Throne

Shor had learned about prophecies, after all, even someone as great as Dumbledore believed in them.

Prophecies.

If you don't believe them, many of them come true.

If you believe them, you'll feel bored, as if your life is arranged for you. This is self-imposed shackles and groundless worries.

Shor is not a philosopher, and he didn't think about these things, but things about prophecies always appear around him.

Especially Grindelwald, the "prophecy hanging on the wall", who probably approached him deliberately because of the prophecy.

Especially his appearance, which caused the original world to deviate. The more you come into contact with him, the more your fate will change.

So as a person involved, Shor didn't know whether he should believe in prophecies.

Shor thought for a while, but didn't immediately study and translate the new ancient Hebrew content in the Book of Abraham, so that he could see if the pattern on the third page was related to him.

He was both looking forward to and eager for this.

After struggling for a while, Shaw took out the letter paper from the drawer and began to write to Grindelwald.

[Dear Perel Rouge, be well.

About your last question to me whether a high-ranking person should be rational to the limit, just like a cold-blooded machine to weigh the pros and cons before making a career.

I thought about it for a long time, and finally felt that human thoughts are composed of complex emotions. If there is only cold-bloodedness, then you can only live like a stone. Can such a person still be called a person?

And I have recently learned a lot from an excellent teacher. When slowly learning to deal with a matter, how to best weigh the pros and cons, and try to make myself live like a flesh-and-blood person.

To be honest, my recent study tasks are really heavy. Sometimes I wonder if it is easier to be an ordinary person and live a peaceful life.

Forget it, let's talk about my elective courses in the second half of the third grade.

I am very hesitant about whether to take divination and digital divination. I have two questions.

Does prophecy require talent to learn?

Is prophecy really accurate?

Human beings are very subjective creatures. Every day, there are all kinds of joys and sorrows. Maybe just a change in one person's thoughts will slowly spread the influence, and maybe it will change the outcome of a major event. So I don't understand what kind of talent can see the unpredictable future. I doubt it, so I don't know if I need to take a divination class. ... You are an experienced old wizard. I ask you about a sign, the Ouroboros climbing around the cross. By the way, I haven't wished you a happy Valentine's Day yet. Shor Black] After Shor wrote the letter and sealed it in a mailbox, he silently recited Ziying's name in his heart. Lightning surged, and Ziying appeared in an instant. It shook its wet feathers, flew to Shor's shoulder, pecked his hair, and cooed. It said that it had just gone to play with the basilisk Tina again. Shaw smiled and stretched out his hand to rub Ziying's tail feathers, tied the mailbox under its feet, and took out a piece of dragon jerky from the ring to feed Ziying.

"Okay, help me send a letter to Austria. By the way, is Dumbledore in the principal's office? Why didn't I see Fawkes following you?"

Ziying cooed.

Shaw distinguished and knew that Fawkes was also sent by Dumbledore to deliver the letter, and Dumbledore was in school today.

After Ziying flew away.

Shaw pondered for a moment, put away the "Book of Abraham", and then went to the cabinet and took out the cage of the Fiery Bird.

The little mouse inside squeaked, as if it had thought of what Shaw was going to do.

Shaw drew out his wand and cast the Oblivion Spell on the thin and helpless Pettigrew.

"Oblivion is empty!"

Shaw's Oblivion Spell was extracted from the system, with three levels, and the level was quite good.

He did not perform any complicated operations on Pettigrew's memory. He only erased the length of time this guy was imprisoned and the time when he took him from Percy. The other memories were not touched at all. The third-level forgetfulness spell was enough.

As for being seen by others that Pettigrew had been cast a forgetfulness spell, it didn't matter. Anyway, the other memories were real.

Then Shaw walked out with the birdcage and turned to the principal's office.

When he came to the gargoyles, Shaw still didn't have a password this time, and Dumbledore's taste was a bit mixed recently. It was no longer a list of desserts that could be guessed.

After waiting for a minute, the enthusiastic "passerby" Snape did not appear to open the door for him.

Shaw could only try to read out a name.

"Tadpole House."

"Boom!"

Then the gargoyles really began to rotate, slowly revealing a spiral staircase.

Shaw sighed slightly, an old bee with a unique taste.

Then he climbed the stairs and came to the door of the principal's office.

"Dongdong."He reached out and knocked on the door. After more than ten seconds, the door was suddenly opened by Snape. When he saw that it was Shaw, his face was still cold.

He turned around and said to Dumbledore who was sitting behind the desk.

"I hope the headmaster can find a candidate as soon as possible. Your savior will have to force his way in."

Then he nodded to Shaw and strode away into the stairs with his black robe rolling.

Shaw narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that Snape's last sentence was a reminder to himself.

Candidate?

What candidate? The warrior candidate for the Five Strongest Tournament? This is not Snape's responsibility.

So this candidate can only refer to that one.

Shaw suddenly felt a little bad. He turned around and was about to leave with Snape, but Dumbledore's warm welcome came from behind.

"Shor, come and try my newly developed milk tea. Oh, and there are some desserts from China."

Shor paused, a tangle flashed in his eyes, but he turned around and walked into the office with the bird cage.

Dumbledore stopped making milk tea, pushed a plate of Suzhou osmanthus cake to the desk, and said happily.

"Sit down and try this cake to see if it suits your taste. Give your comments."

After sitting down, Shaw did not eat the cake or say anything, but put the bird cage in front of Dumbledore's desk.

Dumbledore put away his smile and looked carefully at the frightened and thin mouse in the cage of the Fiendfyre.

He said in surprise.

"Is this Pettigrew?"

Shaw was surprised for a moment that Dumbledore could reveal Peter Pettigrew's identity, and then he suddenly understood.

It seems that Sirius not only contacted Harry in advance, but also found Dumbledore and told him the forms of himself and Pettigrew's Animagus.

However, after escaping, Sirius did not seek help from his nephew.

He looked down at the birdcage in his hand and shook his head.

It's not that I feel disappointed or disappointed, but I always feel funny.

Dumbledore seemed to see Shaw's thoughts and tried to improve the uncle-nephew relationship, so he spoke to comfort him.

"Sirius does have some defects in his character, but he is definitely a good person. After seeing what you do, he will definitely change his attitude."