Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

"Miss Granger, please stop mentioning the prophecy-until I reach the level where I can correctly interpret the prophecy, I will not tell anyone else any predictions I make. After all... with this This painful lesson, I have deeply understood that my prophecy will'kill people'!"

Inside the curtain, Ursula said so slowly in a slightly low voice.

However, the prophecy will of course not kill.

Ursula’s Prophet’s lineage is very pure, and her bloodline awakens to a high degree. Her predictions can be said to have great credibility.

It is a pity that the accuracy of the prediction never depends on it alone.Since ancient times, even the clearest prophecies need to be re-interpreted to make more people understand the future changes, and the level of the interpreter often has a critical impact on the future.

As for who can interpret the prophecy more accurately-although it cannot be said to be absolute, as the source of the prophecy, the prophet himself naturally has a huge advantage.

But this time, Ursula, as a prophet, questioned her ability.Obviously, her choice was correct. In the current state, she is indeed no longer suitable for making any predictions for others.

"As for the whereabouts of Mr. McLean, I can say a bit about my guess." Ursula hesitated after a brief pause. "I think even if he leaves later, Mr. McLean should at least He had been to the UK-at that time, he took two powerful living corpses with him. In order to ensure that they would not harm others, the UK, which is currently occupied by dense fog, was obviously the most appropriate choice."

Hermione listened, then nodded slightly and said in a daze:

"Yeah! Where else can he go besides there?"

Since the prophet didn't want to make any more predictions, Hermione seemed to have no reason to stay here. After all, Safina had almost talked about Maca's experience when she met them.

Just thinking about it, Hermione, who was about to leave, suddenly couldn't help saying:

"Miss, I don't know if I can ask one more question-did you find anything strange in his actions and performance when you were with Maca?"

"'strange'?"

When Ursula heard it, she couldn't help but think again.

"Well... there are indeed some things that are worrying. For example, he seems to have been enduring something so that he can't use magic at will." She thought, "But even so, he is still very easy The earth took away the two enemies we couldn't deal with."

"And other than that...Although it certainly cannot be said to be'strange', but he...er, he has a very strong tolerance in his heart-even if he sees something that ordinary people can't accept, he can still Treat it with your heart."

The sentence after her was obviously talking about her own incomplete body.And as he spoke, he seemed to remember the period of time when Maca held her.

No matter what Ursula's appearance is, she is always a young girl.And perhaps it was precisely because of her incompleteness that she, who had not had close contact with a man of the same age since the accident, naturally throbbed her heart.

But unfortunately, even if she herself was aware of a certain kind of emotion secretly in her heart, she did not dare to expect half of it.

After shaking her head feebly behind the curtain, Ursula regained her mind and her tone was calm again.

"In short, there are indeed some puzzling things, but I don't think it will make people feel'weird'. Mr. McLean is a kind and respectable wizard."

"Of course... of course," Hermione pursed her lips, "then... I'll go out now, you have a good rest. When we finish our work and prepare to leave Boothbaton, I will come again and You said goodbye."

"Thank you."

After a few layers of curtains, Ursula on the bed watched Hermione's figure leave the door of the room, and she withdrew back into the quilt with a little sadness.

After a while, she couldn't help muttering to herself quietly after being silent for a while:

"Hermione Granger...probably only a good and beautiful girl like her can spend her life with Mr. McLean?"

With such a mutter, Ursula suddenly turned her head slightly and looked at the window direction calmly:

"Safina, when did you learn to eavesdrop?"

"I don't have one!"

Before the voice was over, a figure turned over from the window, and then sat down on the back chair beside the bed—that was her exclusive seat in her sister Ursula’s room, no matter where they moved to live, the maid pulled Elson always put a chair there, and it hasn't changed over the years.

After Safina sat down, she heard her continue:

"I just sent Miss Granger away and came back from here habitually—you know, it's faster!"

I don't know if it was because Ursula threw her out of the window back then. Unknowingly, climbing the window became a habit of Safina.

Sometimes Ursula also wondered if Safina had been feeling guilty for what happened in the past, so that she subconsciously thought that if she could open the window by herself, then her sister would not have time to escape from the fire. .

However, Ursula knew even better that all she could do for Safina was to not mention the things of the year.Because no matter how she explained and how relieved, the facts before her would only make Safina more guilty.

Ursula was thinking so secretly, but unexpectedly, Safina on the side suddenly whispered through the curtain:

"Ursula, you like that McLean, don’t you? Don’t worry, Mr. McLean doesn’t mind your problems at all. If you think about it, you may not be hopeless? Don’t worry, I’ll think about it for you. The way, at least it would be good to help you create some'fair' opportunities—"

As soon as she finished speaking, before Ursula had time to refuse, she heard a light tapping, and Safina turned out the window again and left in a hurry.

"This girl," Ursula said helplessly, "Forget it, she can't do anything anyway, just let her go... No! She won't want to go outside at this time, right?"

"Wait... Larson! Larson, come here soon..."

With Ursula yelling uncharacteristically in the room, Bussbarton, who had just welcomed Hermione and others, seemed to be getting more and more "lively".

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