0108 Prophecy

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Adrian clearly recognized that Trelawney was putting on an act. So, getting the information he wanted as quickly as possible was his best choice right now. "It's about Professor Quirrell," Adrian went straight to the point. "Do you remember making a prophecy for him?" Trelawney's fingers suddenly stiffened. "Professor Quirrell?" She pushed up her slipping glasses, revealing a confused expression. "Yes," Adrian nodded, "perhaps around this time last year." Trelawney bowed her head in thought for a while. Finally, she raised her head, clapped her hands and said, "Ah, I remember now, there was such a thing." "Then can you tell me what that prophecy was?" Adrian quickly asked. "I'm sorry," Trelawney shook her head and said, "Actually, I don't know the specific content of the prophecy I made. I only know that it was one morning, I met Professor Quirrell in the corridor—and then, I don't remember anything." "You don't remember anything?" Adrian pressed. Trelawney suddenly looked at Adrian with a trembling gaze and said in a hysterical tone, "That's how real prophecies are, sir. I don't know... I really don't know anything... you shouldn't be asking me..." "Alright, Professor Trelawney, please don't get excited, calm down," Adrian quickly reassured her. Trelawney then quieted down. However, Adrian felt that Trelawney was still acting at this point, probably to maintain her mysterious and inscrutable image as a prophet in front of Adrian. What could be confirmed now was that one thing was true: Trelawney had indeed made a prophecy for Quirrell. And that prophecy was most likely a real one. Just as written in Quirrell's diary: find the future. Thinking of this, Adrian couldn't help but shake his head. Well, he had found the future, but unfortunately, it was a future without a future. Just then, Adrian suddenly felt an unusual gaze upon him. He looked toward Trelawney and found her staring at him with an unprecedented hollow gaze. Instantly, all the hair on the back of Adrian's neck stood up. This person was definitely not simple! "The Black Forest of Albania—" Trelawney said in a very eerie, sharp voice, "You are there—" She was making a real prophecy! And the target was himself! Adrian concentrated, focusing all his attention on Trelawney, waiting for her next words. The air in the room seemed to solidify, even the drifting incense seemed suspended in midair. However, Trelawney's prophecy ended there. She came back to herself, as if nothing had happened, and asked Adrian, "Is there anything else, Professor Westeros?" "No," Adrian slowly shook his head, then said, "Nothing at all." Afterwards, Adrian chatted casually with Trelawney for a while. However, no matter how Adrian hinted, Trelawney could not enter that prophetic state again. Leaving Trelawney, Adrian kept thinking about those two phrases she had said. "The Black Forest of Albania" and "You are there." This suggested that he might go to Albania in the future? That is, the place where Quirrell was possessed by Voldemort. Adrian couldn't help but wonder what he would encounter in that place. It was a pity that Trelawney was only a half-baked prophet, who could only give such ambiguous prophecies. In fact, Adrian had been to Albania once, but he hadn't ventured deep into the Black Forest there, given its certain dangers. If you disappeared in there, no one would be able to find you. Adrian suddenly had a vague feeling that he must go to the Black Forest of Albania immediately. By the time he reached his office, this feeling had grown stronger. Perhaps he could visit there during his free time in the summer vacation... This semester, Hogwarts' final exams would last for five days, from the 2nd to the 6th. Then on the 7th would be the last Quidditch match of the semester. Finally, on the 9th would be the end-of-term feast. Time quickly arrived at the final exams. Preparing for exams was a troublesome task. Since Adrian was also responsible for part of the Defense Against the Dark Arts exam, he spent a lot of energy on it. S~eaʀᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. For the Defense Against the Dark Arts class: Having come all the way from his student days, Adrian deeply understood the importance of O.W.L.s, so he designed written test papers for second, third, and fourth-year Defense Against the Dark Arts students that were as difficult as O.W.L.s. O.W.L.s preparation must start from the lower years! Feel the care from Professor Westeros, children! Of course, the first-year exams proceeded as usual. After all, first-year students still had too little knowledge reserve. Well, except for Hermione. As for the practical exam, Adrian didn't have high expectations for the students and only prepared some harmless dummies as the exam content. He didn't have time to specifically prepare anything else. However, those dummies weren't simple. To design them, Adrian had specially sought Professor Flitwick's help. The dummies prepared for lower-year students would sing and dance, while those for upper-year students could even cast rudimentary Shield Charms on their own. For the Care of Magical Creatures class: With Ruskin's support, Adrian had many options to choose from. As long as it was a magical creature that could be found on the market, he could obtain it. In the end, Adrian prepared a large group of Crup puppies for the third and fourth-year students. During the exam, they needed to get one of the Crups to eat the steak in their hand—which was easy, because the Crups that Adrian prepared were extremely trusting of wizards. Students hardly needed to do anything before the Crups would rush over wagging their tails. As for the fifth-year exams, Adrian didn't need to be responsible for those. Because O.W.L. exams were handled by the Wizarding Examinations Authority of the Ministry of Magic. Adrian only needed to ensure that his students could achieve good results in the exam. He had some confidence in this regard. He believed in his teaching standards. The final exams soon concluded. At The 7th. Today was the last Quidditch match. Gryffindor versus Ravenclaw. Despite going through a long period of exams, Harry was still energetic. In fact, the Quidditch Cup champion for this semester was already a foregone conclusion—they had won almost every match. This resulted in Gryffindor's points far exceeding those of the other houses. Even if they lost this match, it wouldn't affect the final outcome—Gryffindor's victory. Nevertheless, the match proceeded very smoothly. In the end, Harry successfully caught the Golden Snitch, and the final score was 320:150, a great victory for Gryffindor. ________________ You can read more chapters on: /IamLuis

0108 Prophecy

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