Harry Potter’s Book of Sin
Chapter 1470 Doomsday Prophecy
When they heard an unusual noise that was obviously wrong from Trelawney's cabin, others might go in and check immediately, but Snape would not.
Because after a series of incidents, he finally let go of his obsession, many things are no longer important in his opinion.
Today, he only cares about himself and the sister who got together by chance.In addition to this, the only thing he can treat with a little snack is probably the only thing about Maca, which has given him a huge change in his life.
As for the fortune-telling professor Sybil Trelawney... to be honest, not only did Snape have no good feelings for this silly witch, he was also very bored.
To be able to report to McGonagall as soon as he found something abnormal in her room, it was already a benevolence for him, and most of it was because of his duties.
However, although Snape was annoyed by this woman who liked to say that people have "disasters" when nothing happened, he also understood that Trelawney was indeed one of the few true prophets left in the modern magical world.
When he rushed to the side of McGonagall who was standing at the door again, and glanced into the cabin, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes slightly and took a deep breath.
"I didn't hear her talking just now, there was only a sputum in the throat... Professor McGonagall, did she say anything after you came here?"
When Snape asked, McGonagall shook his head slightly.
"No," she said blankly, looking at the scene in the room, "There was no sound when I came. When I opened the door, I saw Sybil falling to the ground like this."
As McGonagall said, Trelawney in the room was lying motionless on the floor with her head facing the door, her eyes staring round.And in the corners of her eyes, under the nose, near the base of the ears, and lips, there were faint scarlet blood stains.
At first glance, it looks like a horrible look.
But when Snape and Sprout, who had just squeezed from behind, took a closer look, they both spoke at the same time:
"Still alive!"
As soon as he said the words, Sprout rushed into the cabin before Snape, bent down to help Trelawney up to check her condition.
But at the moment she had just bent down, Trelawney, who was still lying on her back on the floor just now, as if dead, suddenly reached out her pale hand and held Sprout tightly. Reach out to your wrist.
Then, the weird voice that seemed to overlap with the voices of men and women burst out of Trelawney's sullen throat.
"... Eternal time has formed a circle, the emptiness of sin has deteriorated and become real, and the'chaos' has returned to the world... When the'chaos' opens the door to the'disaster', matter will be eroded, rules will be reordered, Destiny... falls apart..."
Under the gaze of the four pairs of eyes present, Trelawney's eyes were hazy, and she roared out a prophecy.And after saying that, for the first time in her life, she regained her sanity in the process of telling a true prophecy.
Seeing the white clouds in Trelawney's eyes suddenly disappeared, a pair of eyes became clear again, and then she pulled Sprout's arm with great difficulty and screamed:
"Don't go back! Don't go back... then at least... can live longer..."
Having said that, she finally couldn't hold back her extremely exhausted spirit anymore and fainted on the spot.And her fluffy, fluffy hair, which was originally flax-colored, also fainted a little white in just a few seconds.
"Pomona, Sybil, how is she...?"
The real predictions will shock people, and the terrible predictions like the one just now will make people even more breathless.
After involuntarily stunned for a while, McGonagall asked.
Hearing her question, Sprout hurriedly lowered his head to check carefully, and then took the skinny Trelawney to the bed with ease.
"Very serious overdraft, I need to replenish my energy and energy as soon as possible... Professor Snape?"
"Well, I'll go back to the room to get the potion."
Snape, who was always standing in the doorway, didn't delay hearing it. After nodding, he turned around and walked quickly to his room.
After the remaining three people looked at each other, they all saw solemn expressions on their faces.
"What should I do?" The little Flitwick raised his head and looked back and forth at the two ladies in a shrill voice, "Anyway...should you tell Maca about Professor Trelawney's prediction? He needs to know the most. The person in this matter."
"Then I will come and go!"
As Sprout said, he hurriedly left the cabin, and ran away "thump".
After a while, when Snape brought the potion to Trelawney, who was in a coma, and Sprout sent a secret letter to Maca, the four of them fell silent and fell silent. .
Correctly interpreting the prophecy is not an easy task, but the last sentence that Trelawney said with her own will can be understood by everyone.
It's not just "can't go back", even if we continue to sail today, it's just "to live longer".
This kind of prophecy tells them almost bluntly that death is not far away.
After a long period of dead silence, McGonagall finally spoke for the first time, whispering slightly hoarsely:
"Can I get rid of you? In my own name..."
"No."
It was Snape who rebuffed cleanly without even listening.
"I want to go home immediately and take Tia away."
Although he said this with his mouth leaning on the door frame, simply and resolutely, his feet did not move.Obviously, even if there was only a little bit, he would still worry about the mood of the other people present.
After hearing Snape say so, McGonagall and others nodded slightly after all.
"I can understand your worries," McGonagall nodded. "You go...but if you don't know where to go, you might as well take her back to the boat. I think at least compared to other places. , It’s safer here."
Snape was silent for a few seconds at the door, and then finally nodded.
"Got it."
Before he finished his words, he had already shaken the black cloak behind his back, and turned around with a "crash" and went to the stairs leading to the deck.
When Flitwick and Sprout saw this, they gestured to McGonagall:
"Go ahead! If there is anything we can help, we will definitely help."
McGuire looked at the two gratefully, and paused for a while.
"I want to go back to Hogwarts." She said solemnly and firmly. "That is the treasure that Albus entrusted to me. I can't live up to his trust...absolutely!"
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