Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

Professor Trelawney first held the edge of the table with her hands, then twisted her body into a strange angle, and turned her eyes upward, revealing two penetrating white eyeballs.

Helga was first startled by Trelawney's change, and then immediately realized that she was going to make a prophecy, and judging from the situation, what she was going to make was quite an incredible prophecy!

Although she had seen a real prophet, she had never seen a fortune teller enter a similar state. She never expected that she would actually encounter one today.

Hufflepuff suddenly became excited: How many times in a lifetime can a person encounter a prophet who enters an ethereal state? !

She felt like she just got lucky. She immediately took two steps back, fearing that she might accidentally bump into Trelawney and interfere with her divination.

Professor Trelawney was completely unconscious at this moment, but instead of lying on the ground like a normal person, she leaned forward and pressed on the table, holding the smoke-filled crystal ball tightly with one hand.

She suddenly opened her mouth and let out a loud and hoarse voice: "This has already happened - the Dark Lord, who has been hit hard many times, is isolated, has no friends, and is abandoned by his followers. The only one he can continue to use is himself.

His loyal servants have always been locked up, and no one is willing to break their shackles... But when he changes from a player to a pawn, he will receive help at the cost of his freedom. He will become stronger and more evil than before, but The traction rope will be there all the time—"

Hufflepuff opened his eyes wide, unwilling to miss any detail in front of him. In her field of vision, the originally ordinary Trelawney's magic power fluctuations suddenly became very strange at this moment, and seemed to be emitting a special resonance with the surrounding environment.

She had seen similar magic fluctuations in the prophet.

bump!

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound from one side of the room, and the trap door of the divination classroom was opened, and a figure rushed up in a hurry.

"Sorry, Professor Trelawney, I forgot my schoolbag-" Lavender rushed into the classroom, and was stunned by the scene in the classroom: Professor White was sitting upright on an ugly cushion, Professor Trelawney was lying on the table in an extremely awkward posture, holding the crystal ball with one hand and squeezing the table with the other hand so hard that her knuckles turned white.

After hearing the noise made by Lavender, Hufflepuff secretly screamed something bad, and turned around to see that, sure enough, Trelawney's eyes had returned to their normal state.

Helga sighed secretly, picked up the schoolbag beside the cushion, and threw it into Lavender's arms.

"This should be your schoolbag."

Lavender woke up from a dream, glanced at the two of them with strange eyes, quickly thanked them and left the divination classroom in a hurry.

Professor Trelawney sat back in her seat with a blank look on her face, her memory still lingering on the moment before she fainted.

What happened? Did I accidentally fall asleep? So what's going on with this weird posture? Her mind was filled with countless confusions, and then she suddenly realized an even more terrifying problem: she was doing a divination for Professor White! How could a serious fortune teller fall asleep during a fortune telling!

She quickly forced herself to calm down, then stared at the crystal ball in front of her and studied the mist in it.

After watching for a moment, she also prepared her words in her heart.

"I saw some bad signs from the crystal ball." She sighed and continued with her ethereal voice: "Stay away from grand gatherings as much as possible, because they may bring misfortune or even ominousness. …”

Hufflepuff listened absentmindedly. She had not yet come out of Trelawney's state just now, and was silently chewing every word she said in her heart.

Trelawney babbled a lot of warnings to her, but she didn't listen to a single word, and all her energy was focused on the Dark Lord.

Trelawney talked for several minutes and found that Professor White had no reaction at all. No matter what she said, Professor White showed no signs of emotion. Trelawny naturally lost interest in talking and ended her "prophecy" hastily.

When Trelawney closed her mouth, Helga woke up as if from a dream. She hesitated for a moment and asked Trelawney: "Professor Trelawney, do you think I can still see my friend?" ?”

Trelawney:? ? ?

You, a person from hundreds of years ago, told me if I can see your friends again? I am a fortune teller, this is not part of my business! If you want to see the dead, you should look for the legendary Resurrection Stone.

"Let everything be left to fate." She said casually.

"You're right." Hufflepuff nodded, chatted with Trelawney for a few words, and then left the Divination classroom.

After Professor White left the Divination classroom, Trelawney did not hesitate. She quickly took out a pen and paper and wrote down the herbal formula she had written down on it.

Then she desperately discovered that after accidentally falling asleep midway, she had forgotten most of the herbal formulas she had memorized before!

Trelawney was about to cry. Now she could only place her hope in Professor White. When she comes to see him for divination next time, he can just give her a divination with a crystal ball.

Helga, who left the west tower, did not regret that Trelawney's prophecy was interrupted, because as Trelawney said, it was an arrangement of fate and a characteristic of divination. Without Lavender, there might have been other accidents that interrupted her prophecy—for example, a dizzy raven slammed into the window of the Divination classroom.

What's more, she has already heard the most important part of the prophecy: a certain dark wizard who has lost power will make a comeback with the help of outsiders.

Helga, who knew something about the history of modern magic, immediately targeted the dark wizard named Voldemort.

'Is Voldemort coming back? Go back and talk to Salazar. ’ She silently remembered this matter in her heart, but she didn’t pay too much attention to it.

In her opinion, he was just a dark wizard, so there was no need to make a fuss.

She returned to her office and immediately wrote Les a letter. After she finished writing the letter, she tapped it with her wand, and the letter turned into a bird and flew out of her office door.

After this, Helga thought for a moment and decided to inform the current principal Dumbledore of what had just happened.

After all, he is the current principal! Since he and Salazar chose to respect him, he must also shoulder the corresponding obligations, right?

So, she wrote a second letter, recording the prophecies she had heard in the divination class exactly.

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This is the second update, the next one will be a little later~