Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Chapter 727 Gifts for Giants

Ivan was worried about the images Nicole LeMay saw, and he was worried about the journey ahead.

He locked himself in the room and kept thinking about what Le May had said, that horrible doomsday trial.

The ancient gods will break their cages and return to this world, they will carry out a thorough cleansing of the earth, all but their followers will die, despair and destruction will become the dominant tone...

Evan conspires this prophecy with the information he receives, and the more he thinks about it, the more likely it is to be fulfilled.

Because of time, the seals once left by the ancient magicians were loosened, and the tentacles of the evil gods reattached the world, not to mention the helpless ones like Voldemort, Raven Claw, and the Fallen Horseman.

Nicole LeMay concluded by reminding Ivan that the erasure of centuries of raven claws showed signs of reactivation and cautioned him.

Ivan doesn't know how to be careful, he doesn't know anything about this crazy organization except his name.

Le Méridien was also unclear, and his only suggestion was to keep Ivan vigilant and careful with everyone around him.

That sounds like MadEye Moody, and Ivan can't imagine which student would be a fanatic follower of Raven Claws.

If you really think this way, the first thing you do is make yourself a skeptic, become a new madman...

Because Ravenclaw was crowned, LeMay seemed to identify Ivan as the last person he saw in his dream.

But to be honest, and not knowing how to be careful with Raven's claws, Ivan doesn't know what he can do to evil gods.

In front of the Evil God, his power is no different from that of an ant.

He didn't dare imagine it would be his future, the doomsday trial or anything. It was terrible!

Ivan sighed and gazed at the rapidly retreating ground outside the carriage, as they had just flown across a city.

Travelling by sky wagon is a very unique experience, outside, the giant charming horse fans its wings and quickly advances with a sophisticated wagon, but there is no shaking inside the wagon, surrounded by thick clouds.

Had it not been for the heavy topic of the doomsday trial, such a trip would have been quite good.

But now, Ivan presses his pillow over his head and he just wants to get some sleep...

Knock, knock, knock.

“Come in, the door is unlocked!” Ivan stretched his head out from under the pillow and saw Sirius open the door.

“Evan, you've been keeping yourself in the room since we left, and you're not lying here all the time, are you? That's not your style.” Sirius walked in and said, "Are you worried about the giants? Or Ravenclaw's test? ”

I saw Rowena Ravenclaw's memories, and Ivan showed them all to Sirius not long ago.

He was Ivan's facilitator, knowing what they were really up to.

“Neither, actually, is Nicole LeMay talking to me this morning, a terrible prophecy!” Ivan thought about it and told himself all about Raven's Claw, Abraham's prophecy, and the Last Day Trial.

There's no need to hide this, and Ivan wants Sirius' opinion.

“The Prophet Abraham?!” Sirius thought carefully for a moment before frowned and said, "In that desert in Egypt more than 600 years ago, Nicole LeMay may have really seen Abraham's dream, but let me say that prophecy itself is vague and not credible. ”

“Unbelievable? ”

“Yes!” Sirius nodded, continuing, "Evan, you have a gift. In many magical ways, you know more than I do, but you don't know divination. How can the prophecy itself be changed...”

Xiao Tianwo was right, although he reported to divination class, Evan has never taken this class and related knowledge seriously.

In Professor Trelawney's classroom, he looks at other magic books or just sneaks out with an excuse. As last time, he spent more than half an hour alone at the top of the tower with Gabriel, discussing what to look for and how to behave after changing identities to avoid being spotted...

As for each after-school assignment, he and Colin did it in a fabricated fashion, like Harry and Ron did.

Anyway, any tragic prophecy would give Professor Trelawny a high score, which is a reserved item for divination classes.

Because Evan decided that he was not of the descent of the Prophet and would certainly not make a true prophecy, he did not devote much effort to this lesson and did not know much about it. For the first time, he heard that prophecy itself would be changed.

“The so-called prophecy is just a possible future that the foreseer sees! Sirius said," Sitting by Ivan's bed, "it doesn't necessarily really happen, as you said Abraham showed Nicole LeMay, two dreams, two completely different futures, and they can't exist at the same time. ”

“Are you saying that there may be no doomsday judgment at all, and that those evil gods will not come to this world? ”

“Yes, that is the main reason I say that the future will change, and our future may be that way, and it may be more tragic than the so-called doomsday trials. In short, prophecy is always bright and bright, and we should focus on the present, which we can grasp, rather than on the illusory future.” Sirius stood up, lifted the mattress off Ivan and smiled, "Well, now you can choose to continue lying here, or get dressed and come down with me to see the gift we're going to give to the giant. Different choices will lead to different future, what are you going to do? ”

Ivan understands Sirius, and instead of worrying about the sky here and worrying about the future full of the unknown, it's better to focus on the present.

As long as they struggle, those horrible evil gods may not have a chance at all to descend into the real world.

Just like Ivan did a few times before, stop them from conspiring.

“What are we going to give to the giants, food?” Ivan asked, get out of bed.

“No, they can get their own food!” Sirius said, "We're going to give them magic, and the giants love magic, but they just don't like it when the wizards use it against them. Dumbledore has a great gift and Hagrid is organizing it there. ”

Ivan dressed up and followed Sirius down the second floor, packed with packages in the lobby on the first floor of the carriage.

Hagrid is sorting them out for the Giants in batches.

“Evan, how are you feeling? Are you sick?” Hagrid raised his head and asked, “or the goddamn fear of heights, and I was a little dizzy when I thought of flying thousands of feet. Olim said I was just a little nervous, he went to prepare something to drink, put some herbs that would help the gods, you better have some too..."