In the south of France, in an uninhabited sea area, a sailboat with its movable buoys deployed was floating quietly on the sea.
Sitting on a seat in the lounge area on the deck, a young man wearing swimming trunks was staring intently at the crystal ball shrouded in white mist on the table, as if he wanted to see something from the crystal ball.
For a moment, the young man seemed to see something. He sighed softly and murmured: "Did it really happen?"
"What's wrong, dear?"
A gentle voice sounded from behind, the door of the cabin was pushed open, and Isobel, wearing a bathing suit, walked out with a basin of ice-cold watermelon floating behind her.
She handed the basin of watermelon to Albert and asked curiously: "What else did you predict?"
"Something bad happened." Albert picked up a piece of watermelon at random, took a bite, and turned his attention to Isobel, who was wearing a swimsuit.
"Bad things?"
Isobel looked at the crystal ball, but failed to see anything from the crystal ball, and then moved her gaze to Albert, "What happened?"
“See for yourself!”
Albert raised his hand and touched the crystal ball. The white mist in the crystal ball began to billow, and a charred palm appeared. It was Dumbledore looking at his charred palm.
"This...Dumbledore's situation seems to be very bad?"
Isobel stared at Dumbledore's palm and frowned slightly. Although she didn't know much about black magic, the blackened palm looked like it had lost all life and was completely necrotic.
"I'm afraid I've been hit by some kind of vicious curse." Harrybo was very helpless about this. "Young Master Albert must be... so slow. You've obviously reminded me once."
I did everything I needed to do, but the effect was small. As for keeping an eye on the whole process and directly helping Albert avoid safety?
This is undoubtedly a rather ridiculous thing.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the prophecy has changed so beautifully.
"Is Young Master Bian Caiqi dying?"
Isobel's reaction was quite intense. You had guessed that thing a long time ago, but you just heard Harry Bo say it from his own mouth today.
"Probably within the last one or two years." Bian Caiqi moved his palm under the crystal ball and said.
"What should I do with this mysterious man?" Isobel sat down on the chair next to him, reached out and held Harry Bo's hand tightly, and asked with worry on his face.
As we all know, the mysterious man is afraid of Mr. Bian Caiqi. It is precisely because of the absence of Mr. Albert that the current magic world is so fierce. If Mr. Albert dies, no one can stand up against the mysterious man?
Rely on Harry Potter's legendary savior?
Don't be kidding, even though Harry Potter has always said that Harry Potter is the savior, there is still a small question mark as to whether this savior can defeat the mysterious man.
That matter will most likely fall on Harry Potter in the end, because I was almost the only person who could not confront Voldemort before Albert died.
However, Isobel hopes that her husband will take risks at all. Even if you have no confidence in Harry, you still hope that this day will come.
"You should doubt Mr. Bian Caiqi, I will arrange everything after my death." Harrybo put the watermelon on the watermelon and put his hand heavily on the back of Isobel's hand. I roughly guessed that Isobel
What was Bell thinking, and he comforted in a serious voice: "You are the savior, but you are stupid enough to challenge the mysterious man. Defeating the mysterious man is Harry Potter's business. You should doubt me, just like Mr. Albert."
I’ve always doubted Harry Potter.”
"He has gone to duel with the mysterious man more than once." Isobel raised her head and looked into Bian Caiqi's eyes, and couldn't help complaining, "Mr. Gryffindor's students hate taking risks from the very core."
"Yes, this is called adventure. You especially know how to call Mr. Albert and engage in a righteous gang fight against a mysterious person." Harrybo put away the crystal ball, shook his head and corrected, "Besides, he should also know that you are actually
I’m still quite afraid of death.”
"You hope you are really afraid of death. It is just for you, not for your future children." Isobel held Harry's hand tightly and placed it heavily under her belly.
"Is he pregnant?"
"Yes."
"Do you know?"
"You will always be childless." Isobel put a bottle of sunscreen in Harry's hand and changed the topic, "Let me put on the sunscreen for you first."
With that said, he took Harrybo to the parasol, where the house elf had already given him two glasses of watermelon juice.
"When did he hate being in the sun, so he tanned himself." Harry took some sunscreen on his hands, rubbed it vigorously, and helped Isobel apply it all over the body.
Again, I hate that process, or we all hate that process.
"Okay, it's his turn, let's lie down." Isobel sat up from the lounge chair and applied sunscreen to Bian Caiqi while saying, "He should put away all his worries and relax now."
, it’s a good thing to be nervous all the time.”
"You've been on edge!"
"He just used a crystal ball to predict the future." Isobel pinched Harry's waist hard and muttered, "It shows that he has been paying attention to future changes and has always been concerned about the direction of the situation.
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Harrybo turned over and planned to paint the front side himself, but was stopped by Isobel.
"Lie quietly." Isobel poked Harry on the chest and said, "So don't always treat you as a fool."
"Who dares to treat him as a fool?" Bian Caiqi could only endure the itch and explained helplessly: "It can only be said that it is a common problem of prophets. Everyone hopes that they can have a bright future, usually in that
In turbulent times, if something does happen, it would be a good thing. At most, you can escape as soon as possible, or notify others to escape."
"He knows that you care about that."
"What does he care about?"
"You only care about him."
Isobel fundamentally cares about what the British wizarding world will look like. You just hope that Bian Caiqi can survive the war beautifully.
"Sorry for making him worry."
"Actually, you prefer that you can leave Europe." Isobel almost slowly put her head under Bian Caiqi's face and said loudly, "Stay away from the safety of nothing and live a life that belongs to you. Do you want to be like your mother?
It scares you to be alive."
"Your wonderful life has just ended. He should know that you cherish yourself more than anyone else..."
Isobel blocked Harry's words with her fingers.
"What's wrong."
You put your lips to Harry's ear and spoke a few words loudly, which made my heart beat faster.
"How is it?" Isobel asked.
Harrybo shook his head, looked at Isobel simply, stretched out his hand to touch your head, "This is absolutely necessary. He should doubt you, doubt the intuition of a prophet, doubt your strength and preparation, don't
Forgot you don't have a time-turner."
"Of course you doubt him," Isobel said firmly, "but you need to take precautions."
"in case?"
Harrybo's expression was simpler and he sighed heavily. I can actually understand Isobel's worries. After all, he is not on Voldemort's must-kill list, and he will stay peacefully outside his home protected by the Loyalty Curse.
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"Before you return to England, you will run around and make yourself safe." Harrybo kissed his wife's forehead and gave his assurance.