Study Days at Hogwarts

  Chapter 438 Two prophecies

  Malfoy was irritable. He had been in a bad mood since Gryffindor beat Hufflepuff handily.

Malfoy couldn't believe that the Hufflepuffs had lost the match with Professor Snape himself off as referee, and with such unbelievable speed and cleanliness. , It's simply the best waste among wastes.

  Malfoy, no, the entire Slytherin house has been scolding the Hufflepuffs for the past few days. They actually knew that students from other houses would like to see Slytherin House lose this year's Quidditch trophy, and even lose the House Cup. They were all jealous of Slytherin House, and now Malfoy was furious at seeing their plot come to fruition.

  In Malfoy's mind, Slytherin is always the best house, as for Gryffindor, it is only worthy of being their stepping stone.

   There were other reasons why Malfoy was so agitated. On the day of the Quidditch match, his eyes were bruised by poor Weasley.

  Although the bruises had subsided under Madam Pomfrey's treatment, Malfoy still felt a dull pain in his eyes.

"Damn Weasley, **** Gryffindor!" Just as Malfoy gently rubbed his swollen right eye and cursed in a low voice, a fat cat came towards him from the end of the corridor ahead Come, it is a very funny fat cat, he has never seen a cat so fat.

   As we all know, there is only one cat like Hogwarts, and that is the cat named Tom raised by the genius Albert Anderson of Gryffindor.

  Albert Anderson!

  When Malfoy thought of this name, his mood was even worse. He still didn't forget the unforgettable memory of that anonymous gift during the Christmas holiday. Those cockroaches that crawled out of the gift bag are still a shadow entwined in his heart, which he will never forget for a long time.

   "Grab that fat cat!" Malfoy suddenly said to Goyle and Crabbe beside him. He knew that **** Muggle wizard cared about his fat cat. If it disappeared, of course, Malfoy didn't intend to kill a cat, but wanted to hide this fat cat so that the Muggle wizard could not find his cat, and Malfoy couldn't wait to admire that nasty cat. The worried look on the Muggle wizard's face.

   Both Gore and Crabbe hesitated. They both heard that Albert was not easy to mess with.

   "I just want to have fun with it," Malfoy noticed Goyle and Crabbe's hesitation, cursed a piece of trash in his heart, and began to explain, "I just want to invite him to visit our lounge."

  When the two were about to catch Tom, the fat cat Tom seemed to have sensed that the two guys in front of him had bad intentions, so he turned around and ran away immediately.

   "Catch that cat."

   Just when Malfoy was about to take out his wand to stop Tom, an extremely indifferent voice sounded in the ears of the three: "What are you going to do to my cat?"

   Gore and Crabbe looked at Albert, and they didn't dare to chase the cat anymore.

"Meow!"

Tom immediately hid behind Albert's thigh, stretched out his head and stared at the two guys chasing him, and yelled at Albert, or rubbed his feet, as if complaining to Albert: it's these three guys Guy bullies me.

"Draco Malfoy, isn't it!" Albert bent down and picked up his cat, then raised his head and stared at the blond boy in front of him with oppressive eyes, "In the future, if something happens to my cat, I will think it was You did it."

   "Are you threatening me?" Malfoy pursed his lips tightly, suppressing trembling and looking at Albert.

"No, I'm just telling you a fact." Albert took a few steps forward, his eyes became more cold and oppressive, it was the indifference transformed after killing someone, Malfoy looked at Albert Trembling slightly under pressure.

   "What are you doing here?"

  A stern voice was like a torch lit in the darkness. Malfoy felt the pressure from his body disappear. He took a deep breath and said to the visitor: "Professor Snape, he is threatening me."

   "Ten points from Gryffindor, Mr. Anderson, bullying new students..." After Snape and Albert's eyes met, he immediately stopped what he was about to say, and he could feel the indifference in the other's eyes.

Albert ignored Snape, walked directly to Malfoy's side, and said in a hoarse and distant voice: "Things related to your name will bring you an unexpected trip; the blood of the curse will not It cannot bring eternal life, but you will be a witness, and he is with you. Stay away from that shadow, or the conspiracy will end because of you, bringing death to you, or death to others."

  At this moment, Malfoy was stunned and stood there blankly. He didn't understand what Albert's words meant, but the other party's words gave him a very bad feeling.

   Albert glanced at Snape, ready to leave.

   "Stop!"

   Snape was shaking with anger, he had never been so ignored. Moreover, what Albert said just now seemed like a ridiculous prophecy. Although Snape didn't believe that Albert could predict the future, he believed in prophecy. There was a prophecy that he regretted all his life.

"Oh, it seems that you need it too, doesn't it?" Albert stopped, turned around and looked into Snape's eyes, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and said in a tone I understood: "Okay then , only this time, next time you will be charged.”

   "Playing tricks!" Snape was trembling with anger, ready to say something.

Albert ignored Snape's words, making his voice sound ethereal and hollow: "Beware of black and white, and stay away from that cursed lesson, or the moment your wish is fulfilled, death will come to you You are not far away!"

   Saying that, Albert stopped paying attention to Snape, and walked away with his cat in his arms.

   Several students in the corridor who witnessed all this with their own eyes stared at the leaving figure dumbfounded. They never thought that Albert would not even agree with Snape.

   "That's really cool!"

  Harry looked at the pale Malfoy, lowered his voice and said excitedly to Ron.

   "Do you think the so-called prophecy is true?" Hermione was even more curious about Albert's so-called prophecy. Albert made a prophecy for Malfoy and Snape, and the results were both bad.

   "I don't know!" Ron quickly came back to his senses, and said to Harry and Hermione: "Fred and George always say Albert's words are accurate."

He glanced at Malfoy who was coming this way, and said in a voice that the other party could hear: "However, I heard that basically as long as the prophecies are not joking, all of them come true in the end. They all think that Albert has The power of prophecy."

   Malfoy's complexion became even uglier.

   "He was terrified!" Hermione looked at Malfoy's leaving back and said in a low voice, "You didn't see his expression..."

   "Cursed lessons mean..." Harry ignored Hermione's words, turned his head and asked.

"Defense against the Dark Arts, it is said that Defense Against the Dark Arts is cursed, and our previous professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts even disappeared because of this. Some people think it is because of the curse of Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ron became more and more excited as he spoke: "You Do you know? I heard that Snape has always hoped to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, if this prophecy is true, one day Snape will be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and he will not be far from death?"

   "It would be great if that was the case!"

  (end of this chapter)