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Chapter 269 Trelawney’s Vision

"Of course it has nothing to do with us." Bree took Draco into the kitchen and ordered some breakfast.

"I just want to tell you, take this to your dad." Bree handed the copy of "Monsters in the Witcher" to Draco.

"The records here are very tempting. I got them from Ou Chong Greengrass."

Draco frowned, and he let go of the book again, while Bree was more direct and opened the book to the place where the dark death energy suppressed the blood curse.

Bree looked at Draco's surprised eyes and interrupted his mood: "There is no free lunch in the world."

"If there are no tricks in this book, Greengrass, who possesses the so-called blood boiling ritual, has become the first wizard family."

At this time, the house elf brought the freshly made green apple pie to Bree's table.

Brie thanked Diandian, which made Diandian almost faint from happiness.

"Isn't breakfast at Hogwarts free? There is also lunch, dinner, and even midnight snacks." Draco closed the book fearfully and whispered.

Bree smiled and sliced ​​open the green apple pie with a knife and fork.

"Do you think there is really no gain in Hogwarts? Everything is clearly priced. The value does not depend on you and me, but on Hogwarts itself."

Bree's eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of energetic natural magic, and his consciousness also fluctuated slightly, half-free from the shackles of his body.

In Bree's eyes, the walls of Hogwarts are covered with magical lines, and they are constantly rising and falling like breathing.

What it absorbs is the magic power and some emotions exuded by the little wizard.

"Hogwarts is always harvesting, both in invisible places and visible places."

Bree didn't tell Draco what she saw, but told another fact.

"Think about it, even after graduation, there are countless wizards who respect this academy and are willing to maintain its existence. This cannot be equaled by some free things."

Seeing Draco in a daze, Bree reminded: "Eat breakfast quickly. Today is Professor Trelawney's exam. After this exam, you will have plenty of time to think about things."

The exam week at Hogwarts has begun. It starts on a week in June, and the second week is when grades are marked. The first day of the third week is when you get on the Hogwarts Express to go home.

when.

And because of the Triwizard Tournament, even the most boring second week can be interesting.

"Oh, Professor Trelawney was drunk, otherwise we would have ended this subject a few days ago." Draco said dissatisfied.

After the two of them finished their breakfast, they walked to the top of the tower not far from the Owlhouse. This was the divination classroom. In the morning, it was exam time for Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"Brie, good morning." Harry, Hermione and Bree greeted each other, while Ron on the other side was holding his tongue. It was obvious that he was not used to his two companions being close to Bree.

"Good morning…"

"Okay, let's sit down." Draco pulled Bree to the other side and sat down.

"Look." Ron said to Harry and Hermione: "You can't compare to Malfoy."

"Come Wes, you should think carefully about how to trick Professor Trelawney." Hermione said coldly.

Hermione originally wanted to give up the Divination class, but Bree didn't give up, so she didn't give up either.

But she still doesn't have a good impression of the divination class.

"It's just random fabrication. This doesn't bother anyone." Ron muttered, but when he saw Professor Trelawney walking in, he immediately silenced himself.

"Okay, everyone, sit down and let's start the exam."

Tea sets are placed in front of everyone's table.

"Then let's get started. I will ask you one by one what you saw through the fog."

Trelawney stared at each little wizard with her protruding, cloudy eyes.

"I will also randomly select a few wizards to make predictions, so that you can experience real divination."

"Let's begin, children." After saying that, Professor Trelawney staggered to the back of the teacher's chair. When everyone reacted, they could no longer see Trelawney because she had already sat down along the podium.

Mimi Lake fell asleep.

"Oh, it smells like alcohol." Draco sneered: "It seems that we can get perfect scores without taking a test. We just need to wake her up at the end of the test and tell her that we have passed."

"She will definitely put an o on it immediately and go drinking."

Faced with Draco's ridicule, Bree started to use tea leaves to divine fortune seriously.

After soaking the tea leaves in hot water, he began to observe...

"Why are there prophecies? How can this world allow such rules to exist?"

Bree does not look at divination from the perspective of a wizard, but looks at this bug-like ability from the perspective of a character who creates rules.

"Prophecy." Bree muttered. He also made two predictions last year, two similar but different predictions, and neither of these predictions has been completely verified.

"Perhaps, the first prophecy was the original trajectory, but I changed it."

"The second prophecy was a change to my existence, but I changed it again."

"When everything ends, the prophecy will end."

The prophecy didn't seem to be that accurate, but generally everything that was supposed to happen happened.

"The beginning, the process, and the result are just like a story, changed because of my prophecy... Is this really a prophecy?"

Prophecy is a detection of the future. It cannot be so clear, let alone allow it to change.

"Then what did I see? I changed so easily, as if there were no consequences."

"What did you see!" A faint voice interrupted Bree's thinking. Bree saw that her tea cup had been covered by a shadow, and she could not see the changes inside. Bree raised her head slightly and saw Trelawney.

Those cloudy and bloodshot eyes.

"Can the prophecy be changed?" Bree looked at Trelawney and said.

"Haha." Trelawney seemed to be laughing.

"The prophecy represents the future, and the future cannot be changed. No matter how much we do, the world will follow the set future; even if you change it, it will turn around in another way."

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"Then what's the use of prophecy? Does it add to the distress?"

This question seemed to have been asked to Trelawney. She was silent for a long time, a little sluggish.

The other little wizards all looked over, and some even talked quietly.

Seeing that Trelawney didn't move, Bree said to herself: "I once read in a book - time is a straight line, and you can't expect to reverse it, because even if it is tied with a bow, it will not change.

There will be bifurcations, because beyond this period of time, it is still a straight line, leading to the inevitable future."

"In other words, if you jump out of this bow and look at it from a distance, when it is far enough, it is still a straight line and will not stop just because of a knot."

Trelawney frowned, because the bow can be opened, which means that Bree believes that the course of history can be changed, but fate is a straight line, which means that the ending will not change, which is very contradictory.

"Prophecy, what is it?" Trelawney scratched her messy hair, and suddenly she looked at Harry.

"You will face death!"

The huge exclamation shocked Harry so much that he opened his mouth not knowing what to say.

Ron whispered: "I'm drunk and crazy."

"Death, death!" Trelawney strode towards Harry, grabbed his arm, and stared at him.

"My child, you will face death!"

"Oh, you are bullying Harry, Professor Trelawney!" Hermione pulled Trelawney away, stared at her, and opened her hands to protect Harry behind her.

Ron on the side said directly: "Why don't you go and see Oded's future? Do you only want Harry's death?"

Trelawney's death prophecy about Harry last year caused a lot of public opinion. Now Trelawney wants to make a prophecy for Harry during the final exam, which really pisses off Hermione and Ron.

"Oude...Oude..." Trelawney suddenly looked at Bree.

Everyone was shocked, did she really want to put a death prophecy on Brie?

Draco looked at Trelawney coldly and said: "She has gone crazy, a lunatic..."

"Draco." Bree stopped Draco's rudeness.

"Oude, I saw the three mountains, and you died under the three mountains!"

"It's the Black Lake!"

"The corpse was suppressed under the black lake, and the sharp sword penetrated..."

Trelawney's words made everyone look shocked, and soon some young wizards looked at her angrily.

But before anyone could stop Trelawney, she fell to the ground in pain, holding her head and shouting.

"ah!"

"Forbidden forest, big tree!"

"The mountains collapsed, the trees overwhelmed the mountains..."

"Ugh!" Professor Trelawney fainted.

"Draco, go call Madam Pomfrey and tell her that Professor Trelawney has fainted."

"Hermione, please go find Professor Dumbledore."

It's not a trivial matter for the professor to faint. Bree directed with a headache, while she got closer to Trelawney.

Touch her forehead.

This is?

Bree felt a web of silver light woven over Trelawney's soul, converging into an eye between her brows.

Sight!

Sight is a magical talent that exists in the Trelawny family in the wizarding world. However, even among the Trelawny family, few people can master it, and most of the others are liars who pretend to be crazy.

What did she see?

Brie's eyes turned red, and he was running his magic power rapidly, making the tips of his hair turn a little white.

"Brie?" Harry looked at Bree squatting on the ground with some worry, but did not dare to touch him.

At this time, Bree is using magic power to shuttle through the grid of the field of vision.

The delicate silver light is intertwined with some regular fragments.

These are the keys to Trelawney's ability to see the future.

It's time!

And...a pair of eyes that span the ages.

"I am Sybil, a madman who has endless years but is trapped in the prophecy. Thank you for meeting you in the endless years..."

The eyes quickly disappeared, and she seemed not to exist, or in other words, she existed in Trelawney's soul, and she was the sight.

"Sibyl, a cursed prophet."

Sybil is a priestess in mythology. She has the power of prophecy, but she is cursed. No one believes her words, including herself...so that she cannot change anything, and she has an endless lifespan.

Can be trapped and die in the pain of prophecy.

"Professor Trelawney's magic is a little confusing, but it's not serious."

Bree stood up, and Dumbledore and Madam Pomfrey also came. Madam Pomfrey made the same judgment as Bree.

After Dumbledore understood the whole story, he let the little wizards leave.

"Three big mountains, giant trees, black lake, sharp sword, corpse..." Dumbledore seemed to be more interested in Bree's prophecy, but he did not forget Harry.

"Harry, you didn't encounter any difficulties, did you?"

Harry shook his head subconsciously, but Ron said directly: "Harry has been having nightmares these days. Professor Dumbledore, can you help him?"

Ron looked at the pale Harry worriedly and said to him worriedly: "Don't worry, Professor Dumbledore can help you. The nightmare you have is too scary. You need to take a closer look."

Nightmare?

Dumbledore's eyes flickered, and then he said: "Then please come to my office later, Harry."

Dumbledore said again: "Old, please come too. Of course, you can do it at any time."

This time the exam ended in a blur. Dumbledore told them that everyone can achieve excellence.

"Look, she can figure out a way for us to pass without taking any exams." Draco chirped in Bree's ear, while Bree was still thinking about the time rules in the field of view.

"Draco, is there only one way in this world?"

Bree couldn't believe that the future couldn't really be a straight line.

Time and space alternate, and there should be countless forks in the future.

But the existence of the horizon makes Bree a little confused, because this world really seems to be arranged, lifeless and lacking vitality.

"What are you thinking about, Bree?"

Draco didn't understand what Bree was saying, so he said, "What are we having for lunch?"

Bree was speechless.

Well, no matter whether the future is a straight line or not, at least I have changed part of it, right?

Bree smiled and then said: "I'm going to the turret at noon. Tom has already started arranging the banquet. I have to confirm with him. Then I have to go to Dumbledore to prevent him from carefully marking one of my subjects.

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"Okay, you're a busy guy."



Bree quickly made the invitation list with Tom in the corner tower, and then asked Tom to start arranging the banquet.

When they arrived at Dumbledore's office, Bree opened the door but did not see Dumbledore. The door to the inner room was opened.

Bree stepped forward.

Dumbledore and Harry were standing next to the Pensieve, surrounded by clouds of silver light in the Pensieve.

"Would you like to take a look together? It's an interesting story." Dumbledore opened his eyes slightly and looked at Bree.

Bree smiled politely, but he wasn't in the mood.

"No, I don't want to know."

Dumbledore smiled and said quickly: "Then you can wander around as you like. I have candies in the cabinet outside."

After saying that, Dumbledore continued to fall into this memory.

walk around?

Bree's eyes flickered as she looked outside at Dumbledore's bookshelf.


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