Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"Because he only conducted a divination of the fate of the family, maybe it was just a whim, nothing else." Zoe said, "he predicted the demise of Siegel, but that prediction failed."

"Death?! But how can you be sure..."

"Because time has passed. He predicted that Siegel will no longer have new blood after my grandfather, and the family will die." Zoe smacked, "But I still stand here plainly and talk to you, so that's why Say this is just a failed prophecy."

She ignored Hermione’s complicated gaze, and her tone was very relaxed: “I think it’s normal for him to make such a prediction at the time. The Siegel family almost refused to communicate with most wizard families, and there was no long-term relationship except Malfoy. Yes, our interpersonal relationship is only determined by the contemporary head. Even if the predecessor has a good relationship with a certain family, maybe the next head will directly sever the relationship... I bet that even the Siegels at the time did not care about this prediction. several."

"But this is a major matter concerning the survival of the family..."

Seeing the genuinely worried expression on Hermione’s face, Zoe felt warm, as if she had drunk a big glass of hot butterbeer in a cold day. She really wanted to hug Hermione here, but she must You have to be patient, don't mess up, make Hermione suspect that it's impossible.

"Don't worry too much, Hermione. In fact, there have been many examples that prove that prophecy is also very fragile. It often represents a reminder, a choice, rather than a final and unchangeable ending. Those who predict will always try to make changes. Those changes will have an unclear effect on the results of the predictions. Even some inadvertent choices can ultimately reverse fate."

"There is no indestructible prophecy in this world. As long as you make a key action at a critical point in time, it can become a lever for destiny."

Chapter 19 Conversation

"So maybe it's just my grandpa who did something to stop the prediction." She said in order to make Hermione loosen her frowning eyebrows. "Of course, the biggest possibility is that it is a false prediction. You have to get used to it. False predictions couldn’t be more common."

Hermione gradually calmed down in the middle of the conversation with Zoe. She was so tired that she had to take five or six courses a day. This also made her easy to get irritated by a small matter. The anger came very suddenly and not. It is reasonable to say that when she is in this state, even a small amount of conflict she has experienced will be re-extracted and magnified infinitely by her. You must know that the fortune-telling class is a morning class, and it shouldn't be dinner anymore.

"...I feel like I'm a little out of control, Zoe." Hermione reflected, "The timetable keeps spinning in my mind-nine o'clock, divination, nine o'clock, arithmetic divination, nine o'clock, Muggle research... there is one The sound buzzes in my head and drives me crazy..."

Zoe didn't realize that she was just figuring out her own confusion, and was startled to hear her say this: "You have a voice in your head too?! What's the matter!"

"Relax, that's just a description...'Also'?" Hermione raised her eyebrows, and when she noticed Zoe looked away, she forced her to come forward.

"You got it wrong." Zoe said, and Hermione ignored her: "You asked Professor Barbara for help because of this? Because there is always a voice in your head?! You and Professor Dumbledore passed the letter. ?"

"It was he who made Professor Barbara... the situation is not what you think..." She reluctantly listened to Hermione's mouth repeatedly chanting spells or magic items that she knew would affect her spirit.

"And I feel better recently. It should be because Professor Barbara helped me ease during summer vacation... By the way, why can you take three classes at the same time? The time for the three classes in the morning is the same."

Hermione showed an awkward expression and was a little flustered. She obviously did not expect Zoe to suddenly ask her this question: "What, what? Of course I can't take three courses at the same time... What time is it now? I'm so hungry. !"

Because Hermione no longer pursues her headache, Zoe is also relieved. Rather than revealing Hermione’s secrets, she wants to change the subject immediately: "Supper time is almost over. If you feel too hungry, I know the kitchen is Where, do you want to find something to eat?"

"That's not good, it's too troublesome for the chef..." Hermione hesitated again in her heart.

"It doesn't matter, those elves are very hardworking. Just say, they will be happy to help you."

"House elf, in Hogwarts?" Hermione asked in surprise. "I haven't read this description in "Hogwarts, A School History"."

"It's not something worth explaining, Hermione." Zoe said, "but I know that at least a hundred elves live here at Hogwarts, and they don’t just cook, but it’s the oldest in the UK. There are so many things to do in the magic school. Dumbledore will probably continue to accept new elves."

"Isn't this a big expense?" Hermione asked, "though I think their food is really delicious."

Zoe looked at her in surprise: "What? House elves don't need a salary. They will find a wizard family they like to live in, and they prefer families with a long history. There are also a few in the old house of Siegel."

"They don't want to be paid?"

"No. If you want to pay the house elves, they will be overwhelmed, thinking that you are going to give them clothes-which means liberating them and expelling them from the family."

Hermione cupped her chin and frowned. "Well, I don't think something is right-I mean, of course work requires payment."

"But they are not humans, maybe this is correct for them."

Hermione was not relieved by Zoe's statement, but she was still happy to go to the kitchen to find something to eat, knowing that she would stay in the lounge to do homework later, and it would be best to add some nutrients to the mind.

*****

Meanwhile, in Dumbledore's office, Snape was reporting to Dumbledore what he had observed today.His eyes were tentative, but he didn't say a word. He kept looking at Dumbledore-he just touched his beard lightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

"She seems to care about her safety? Are you sure it's not just her deceiving you?"

"No, I'm pretty sure." Snape shook his head. "First, I found an experiment and took the initiative to find a detoxification method. She was very cautious and strictly followed the procedure for testing unknown potions. She didn't lock her brain. Dumbledore, I can see what she thinks."

"Be careful, Severus. If a wizard who is good at contemplation wants to deceive you, and you are careless, what if we have the initiative? Malfoy is completely in her hands." Dumbledore Indifferently, "Never relax your vigilance and Occlumency, especially when facing her alone. She will not greet anyone with her fangs, and she will not even let you realize that she has woken up. "

Silently visited the office, Dumbledore paced slowly at the desk, his eyes cast into the distance.Fox was dozing off on the shelf, and the portraits looked more like the ones in the Muggle world.

"Huh, Lucius will be succeeded by her purely because he didn't defend her. Dumbledore, what are your plans for that thing?" Snape was rude. "I don't know where you got it. You know everything about the information that came, so why didn't you respond? If you tell everything, that kind of thing won't happen last year."

"Yeah, there are loopholes that can be exploited. In fact, as long as I make up my mind, how about my life and soul?" Dumbledore's voice was relaxed, "Severus, you think I should Take care of everything, right? Because I am the only one who knows everything..."

Snape made a loud breath from his nose, obviously that's what he felt.

"A century is really long, but also very short. But when I sometimes sit here and look at the sky outside the window and the young people, I will find that I have lived more than a hundred years old." The speaking rate is slow, but gentle, like a lecture or a simple statement of facts.

"Severus, although I say this is like an excuse-it's really hard for humans not to make mistakes, and make mistakes all the time. Realizing that mistakes always make us regret and pain us, but in the end it allows us to Growing up. I have received support from my colleagues in the magic world for some decisions, and received flowers and applause, but this is not the reason why I chose that path... The real I am a very powerless person, and I have lived for more than a hundred years. So what?"

Snape’s expression was complicated, and Dumbledore’s words always reminded him of something in the past: "You can choose again, everything is still too late, you can protect many things and prevent many things before things get out of control, not Let them happen!"

"Yeah, I can still use these hands to protect some things...before they completely lose their temperature." Dumbledore said, "I may be able to live for a while, and I may live for decades with my efforts. ...But evil never stays away from us over time, Severus. What if Voldemort is dead? Sooner or later there will be new evils, what shall we do then? I am a human being. One day will turn into dead bones. If the'future' does not grow up, my old fellow will probably die without scorning his eyes."

"If I intervene, it will only be the'now'. The key to the future does not belong to me, nor should it belong to me." He smiled, Snape's voice trembled because of anger: "So you chose Lily's child!"

"I didn't choose Harry, but Voldemort chose an old enemy for himself. You know, Severus, that prophecy..." Snape turned his face, of course he knew that he would never die. Forgetting, that heart-wrenching regret and self-blame entangled his heart.

"Even if you don't talk about Potter, what reason do you have to let Siegel be? She is a dangerous lunatic. You should know that she can give everything for the experiment. She tortured the Longbottom couple insane, just to take them. The experiment is unforgivable curse." Snape's voice was cold, as if ice came out of his lungs.

"She did not torture others because of pleasure or madness. I can find a dozen perverts in the Dark Lord's camp who just want to torture others to become Death Eaters. Those people are just enjoying the fun of playing and killing. . But Mad Max, you can’t even find someone more pious toward death than her. Death is like breathing to her, and death is not horrible to her—"

"It's a good night's sleep, yes, you really observe carefully, Severus." Dumbledore said, with a happy smile on his face, as if they were engaged in a heated but friendly debate on an academic issue." I have never met such a contradictory person in my coaching career. Her soul was chaotic from the beginning. I think it was because she was always confused."

"Confused? That murderous demon?" Snape sneered.

"Confused to death, contradictory to death-did she find the answer? I don't know." Dumbledore said. "Does this happen because God has punished human arrogance?"

"Hmph, don't say anything that you don't believe in yourself. This happens only because we are just human beings."

Snape finally lost interest in talking, "I will continue to observe, but I do not guarantee that extreme measures will be taken in critical moments. Since you hand her over to me, don't blame me for ruining the possibility of your plan, Dumbledore. ."

"By the way, Severus, I want to ask you for something." Dumbledore called Snape, his tone was not discussing, "You control the time, but from this semester, I will teach Zoe. Learn the patron saint spell."

Snape's face was hard to look at for an instant, and even a crying child would be scared to stop crying when he pulled that big face.He seemed to want to refuse, but finally swallowed that sentence into his stomach and left in stride.

Chapter 20: You have to leave a bad review on the ball. At least give me a chance to explain (Erkang)

"Your essay is almost five feet long. Is the third-grade course so heavy?" Luna walked over from the other side of the bed like a sleepwalker, and she glanced at the parchment spread out on Zoe's desk. , "Are you analyzing salamander blood?"

Zoe yawned, she looked almost like Professor Barbara, and a faint black layer appeared around the corner of her eyes."More than that, yesterday was hellebore and the day before yesterday was aconitum... Professor Snape would ask me to write a narrative of the potion materials every day. In four inches..." She didn't change her robe when she got up from the bed, because yesterday she fell asleep before changing her pajamas.

"He is not so strict with us, or is it all because you are his student?" Luna asked.

"It may be the latter, I am about to get a nervous breakdown. Do you think he will deliberately fix me?"

Luna opened her hands: "You already have an answer, don't you? Instead, I have to endure you in and out during bedtime, Zoe, are you not going to tell me something?"