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With that in mind, Gurrenza's distracted thoughts were finally withdrawn and he looked at the Gryffindor lions and Slytherin snakes in front of him, "That's all for this lesson, next is free question time."

As soon as Gurrenza finished speaking, Draco was the first to raise his hand, moving that much faster than Hermione, the Gryffindor lion cub.

"Okay, so Draco, what do you want to ask?"

Suddenly Hermione's gills were puffed up as she looked at Draco, and Hermione suddenly felt a bit precarious in her position as a bully.

Draco, by the way, had rarely bothered Harry and the others lately, unless it was the kind where he met them in person and was available himself. Otherwise, most of the time, Draco delved into the arcane arts or classroom assignments taught by Professor Gurrenza. There was no way around it, the thrill of feeling affirmed on the one hand by someone far more powerful than himself, and the excitement of being able to clearly feel himself getting stronger, was far more pleasurable than provoking and hitting Harry and the others!

"Professor Gurrenza, the eight schools of the arcane arts, you have already talked about the six series of protection, spellcasting, enchantment, plasticity, illusion, and change, the reason why you didn't talk about the necromancy school has been explained before, but you didn't talk about the prophecy school, why is that?"

Draco's confused and excited voice rang out in the Black Magic Defense classroom, and the others looked at Gurrenza with curious faces. They also knew somewhat about the subject of prophecy, for example, Hogwarts itself had a divination class Professor Sibyl Trelawney who taught this aspect. However, she herself was too much of a diva, a charlatan, and had little practical significance, so most of the Hogwarts students did not like this divination class. But when faced with the mysterious and powerful Professor Gurrenza, the students still had high expectations, yah.

"O Department of Prophecy~~" a long, leisurely sigh from Gurrenza.

"Sit down, Draco."

Draco sat down obediently, looking at Gurensa with the same anticipation as the others.

"Of the eight departments of the arcane arts, the Department of Prophecy isn't necessarily the strongest, but it must be the most difficult to get started! Because it's not just about talent, it's about luck!

Isn't that funny? The Department of Prophecy, which is obviously a peek into destiny, is actually pinning its hopes on unobservable and ethereal luck! Yet that's the way it is, and I've seen plenty of people with amazing talent who've been trapped outside of prophecy initiation all their lives, after all, the more talented they are, the more they believe they can do things that others can't, like prophecy initiation? Oh... "

Gurrenza laughed out softly, and the little lions and snakes under the podium laughed in agreement.

"Not only is it hard to get started in the Prophecy Department, it's even harder to become proficient and even harder to progress!"

"Most importantly, those who peek into fate will end up being fated! It is a word that has been passed down for thousands of years in the line of prophecy."

Looking at the somewhat bewildered lions and snakes, Gurrenza steered the conversation to their area of interest.

"The Department of Prophecy, to put it bluntly, gives you a glimpse into a fragment of the future that has yet to happen. So when you see a fragment of the future, will you hold back from changing him?"

"Draco, if you saw that someone else answered a question for me in the next class and received fifty extra college points, would you grab that question and answer it yourself? Say whatever you want, there's no need to hide it."

Gurrenza turned her attention to Draco's question.

"Of course, Professor, and I'll find a way to answer more perfectly to get a hundred College points plus!"

Draco replied aloud, very Slytherin-esque and already gaining the approval of a bunch of Slytherin snakes.

"Hermione, if you saw that you had a question on your next Defense Against the Dark Arts class exam that you didn't answer and thus didn't get a perfect score, would you go ahead and study that question?"

Gurrenza then looked at Hermione and continued to ask questions.

"I think I might, Professor."

Hermione thought, somewhat uncomfortable with the answer, it felt a bit like cheating in her head after all, but it wasn't cheating.

"So Ron, if you saw the winner of the next Quidditch Cup, would you secretly go and press a hundred Golden Galleons, thus winning yourself thousands of Golden Galleons?"

"Will do, Professor, and I'll probably press more, as much as I can."

Ron was excited, his family wasn't rich, he even had clothes from a couple of his brothers to change into. If he had money, lots and lots of it, then he'd go and dump Draco in front of his face!

"Yes, these are the benefits that come with a glimpse of destiny from the Department of Prophecy.

Changing a potentially miserable future to the best of one's own or another's, on a path free of all misfortune!

This, the prophecy department!

But have you ever thought about the bad things it brings? You guys can discuss it, you have ten minutes. Those who answer to my satisfaction will get extra points from the Academy, yo!"

The moment Gurrenza's words fell, it stirred up a heated discussion.

Chapter 118: Debate in the Department of Prophecy

"The bad part? Is there anything bad about being able to peer into the future? Obviously it's fine!"

Ron scratched his hair, feeling really bad that he couldn't think of anything wrong with it.

"If I had been able to peer into the future, then I guess mum and dad wouldn't have died."

Harry thought darkly, but then remembered that it was because of the prediction that he would be a mortal threat to Voldemort that his parents were killed by Voldemort. For a moment, Harry was confused.

"Think fast, we've got to think before Draco does!"

Hermione turned her head to look at Draco, who was having a lively discussion with the Slytherin snakes not far away, and looked at both Harry and Ron seriously. He-School-Min's position was never to be shaken, especially by Draco Malfoy!

Ten minutes passed quickly, and Gurrenza clapped her hands.

"Clap, clap, clap."

"Okay, time's up, so now each of you can talk about the downside of learning the prophecy department and peering into the future."

Gurrenza looked at the group of students, however whether it was Hermione, or Draco or anyone else, they were just fiddling around and couldn't make out their full thoughts.

"Professor Gurrenza, could you give us a little more time? We'll definitely think of that and talk about it nicely!"

Draco looked at Gurrenza sincerely.

"Well, yes, and I've just thought of a more interesting way to play it."

Gurrenza smiled at Draco, then reached out and tapped the empty space in front of him five times in succession, and five circular water screens appeared in the void, with the appearance of Headmaster Dumbledore as well as the four deans all appearing in them.

"Good day, Headmaster Dumbledore, and the four deans."

Gurrenza placed his right hand on his left chest and leaned forward slightly in a salute.

"What do you want to do again, Gurrenza?"

Professor Snape in the water curtain, one could feel the chill he was giving off even through the water curtain.

"Anon, anon, Snape, it's just that I've just thought of a fun thing to invite the Headmaster, and the four deans, to join in."

Gurrenza waved his hand, completely as if he hadn't seen Snape's serious face, and then spoke out the idea he had just thought of.

Half a dozen times, Dumbledore in the water screen stroked his beard as if to say.

"I see, are you wanting to hold a debate tournament where the four colleges have a debate about the good and bad that will come if you learn the Department of Prophecy and get a glimpse into the future?"

"Yes, Headmaster Dumbledore. And I am willing to give the winning college of the debate plus fifty college points, as well as a Spiritual God Potion to each student of the winning college as a reward. This potion can increase one's mental strength, keep one's mind clear and quick for a period of seven days, have no side effects after the potion expires, and will retain a certain boost.

However, thinking that it might make the competition even more exciting if you all participate, especially if you all add a little reward as well."

Gurrenza smiled, and a potion as clear blue as the sky appeared in his hand. The potion flipped nimbly in the slender ten fingers, forming a blue aura that was extraordinarily beautiful.

"I'll take out twenty academy points to reward the winning academy, and I'll also take out a privately-configured potion as a reward for this debate competition."