Chapter 356: Debating the old prophecy, and welcoming the new one!
Chapter 356: Debating the old prophecy, and welcoming the new one!
Everyone's eyes widened.
They were both puzzled by Professor Trelawney's purpose in coming and amazed by her flying techniques.
The professors knew each other quite well.
As everyone knows, Professor Trelawney cannot fly, nor can her divination crystal ball.
The reason they can fly now is because Professor Trelawney enlarged the crystal ball, climbed onto it, and then used an attack spell to launch herself and the crystal ball from the fifth-floor window of the castle.
Moreover, judging from Professor Trelawney's drunken, flushed face, she most likely doesn't have the ability to land smoothly.
"Stop the shock absorbers and reduce speed!"
Dumbledore quickly waved his Elder Wand and cast a slowing spell on Professor Trelawney, who was hurtling towards him.
This prevented the tragedy of people falling over and the crystal ball tipping over.
"Professor Trelawney, what are you doing? What...?"
Professors McGonagall and Sprout stepped forward and pulled Professor Trelawney, who was still lying on the enlarged crystal ball, down while asking questions.
"My prediction was correct! Correct! *hiccup*"
Professor Trelawney, her eyes glazed over, swayed from side to side as she spoke, then let out a burp, spraying Professor McGonagall's face with the smell of alcohol.
"oops!"
Professor McGonagall quickly cast a cleansing spell, and her gaze toward Professor Trelawney held a hint of disdain and helplessness.
"With Voldemort gone, what's the point of talking about prophecies?"
"Dali said indifferently."
He understood some of what Professor Trelawney was trying to say.
It's simply that Voldemort didn't die according to the 'script,' he didn't die at Harry's hands, nor did he get Neville's help, but instead died at the hands of Dudley, his former Muggle cousin.
This caused confusion and bewilderment for the intermittent prophet, who simply wanted to defend his own prophecies.
Professor Trelawney, drawn by Dudley's words, staggered over and tried to grab Dudley's arm.
Dudley quickly conjured some air into a chair and then ropes, tying Professor Trelawney to it.
Of course, the rope wasn't allowed to get too tight.
“Professor Trelawney, just sit down and talk,” Dudley said somewhat impatiently. “And please hurry up, we have important business to attend to!”
“Fate! Fate’s prophecy… is absolutely accurate. You possess energy that the Dark Lord doesn’t understand. Your family… uh… you were born in… uh…”
Professor Trelawney, bound to a chair, leaned forward despite the ropes binding her, staring at Dudley and beginning to apply the three characteristics of the savior she had prophesied to Dudley, one by one.
Professor Trelawney spoke with absolute certainty when she said that Dali possessed energy that the Dark Lord did not understand.
This Dudley spell does indeed fit, as both the Love Protection and the Conceptual Spell are things Voldemort could not comprehend.
But when it came to the last two points, Professor Trelawney lost her confidence, stammering and becoming intoxicated, unable to give a clear answer for a long time.
Dudley grew even more impatient: "Oh yes, yes, yes! You were right! My family did indeed rebel against Voldemort three times."
My parents adopted my cousin Harry, whom Voldemort considered his enemy, which was a victorious act of resistance.
In addition, my parents, our family, have long served as the source of the love and protective magic within Harry, which was a key force in defeating Voldemort, so that counts as another instance.
Finally, my parents raised Harry and sent him to the wizarding world, thwarting Voldemort's attempt to steal the Philosopher's Stone, which counts as another instance.
Therefore, this prophecy is completely accurate.
As for my birthday, it is indeed not the last day of July, but June 23rd, but since I have some of Harry's blood in me, it can still be considered accurate.
All things considered, all three of my predictions came true, and all your predictions were correct!
Dudley thoughtfully came up with a reason for Professor Trelawney, but the reason was rather far-fetched, only seemingly plausible.
But this is enough.
"I knew my prediction was right!" Professor Trelawney exclaimed happily.
"Let's go!"
Dudley turned to Dumbledore and Harry and said that they should go to the wizarding graveyard in Godric's Hollow.
Godric's Hollow is the former home of both the Potters and the Dumbledores.
Harry's parents, the Potters, and Dumbledore's deceased family members are all buried in that cemetery.
"Ahhh~ Ahh ...
Just as Dumbledore and Harry were about to put their hands on Dudley's arm, Dudley, who had already seen the image of Godric's Hollow, knew the target location clearly, and possessed the ultimate teleportation ability, activated Apparition and arrived at the destination in an instant.
Unexpectedly, Professor Trelawney, who was tied to a chair, began to go mad.
Everyone turned to look.
Professor Trelawney had her eyes tightly closed, was trembling all over, shaking her head, and making strange noises. Luckily, she didn't foam at the mouth, otherwise she would have been diagnosed with an epileptic seizure on the spot.
"Dali! Professor Trelawney's prophetic bloodline has kicked in again! I told you, she was in this state when she prophesied! It's completely different from when you prophesied!"
Dumbledore's tone became more animated, and he explained with a touch of excitement.
This was not only said to Dali, but also to explain to everyone present.
"I understand," Dali replied rather indifferently.
He could roughly determine that Professor Trelawney's prophecy did not take into account the power of conceptual spells, so it was not of much reference value to him at the moment.
Just listen to it casually.
After a while, Professor Trelawney finally stopped her tantrum and opened her eyes.
He stared intently at Dali, remaining silent for a moment.
"What are you looking at?" Dali couldn't help but ask. He didn't have much patience for these kinds of superstitious things, and he was almost at his limit.
"The dead return... defying the laws... the gods behind the veil will descend upon the world of the living from the most secret places... to engage in an incomprehensible battle with the rebels on the lake of corpses..."
After a moment of silence, Professor Trelawney spoke in a detached, ethereal tone, haltingly recounting the contents of her prophecy.
After the prophecy was finished, Professor Trelawney returned to normal, and even sobered up.
Everyone present turned their gazes toward Dali, their eyes filled with obvious worry.
Professor Trelawney's prophecy was very clear: Dudley resurrected the dead, and Death would come knocking.
In everyone's mind, the outcome of a human facing a god is obvious.
Therefore, whether or not to allow Dudley to resurrect his deceased relatives and friends has become a serious question.
"Dali, how about..."
Dumbledore hesitated for a long time before speaking with a pained expression.
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