Chapter 495： Prophecy about the Chamber of Secrets (1/2)
”You really ordered a toilet seat by mail?”
Lee Jordan, who was eating grilled sausages, looked sideways at the package dropped by the owl, and looked up at Fred and George in disbelief. He originally thought they were just joking, but he actually ordered a toilet seat by mail. Ready to give Harry as a visitor's gift.
”Of course it is true, when did you see us telling lies.”
Fred and George looked at each other and looked badly in the direction of the long Slytherin table.
”Don't you want to do it again!”
Lee Jordan followed the eyes of the Weasley twins, and Malfoy was still a little dazed by what happened yesterday.
”No, no, we just want to impress him a little bit.” The two of them showed a ill-intentioned smile, looked at Albert and said, ”Give me a few more intestinal cleansing pills. Finished.”
”No, the last one I gave you is the last one.” Albert closed the letter, his mouth twitched a few times, and he sighed helplessly, reminding: ”It's easy to do too much of that kind of thing. I was caught by someone.”
”Well, luck for that guy,” George muttered.
”We're going to visit Harry later, are you going to go together?” Fred asked, pointing to the toilet bowl. ”By the way, make up the gift for the doctor.”
”Well, let's go together, just on the way.” Albert did not refuse either.
After breakfast, the four of them went to the school hospital together, and Madam Pomfrey only gave them five minutes to visit.
Harry on the hospital bed was asleep, showing no sign of waking up.
The candies piled like a hill on the table next to the hospital bed should have been gifts from Harry's friends and admirers.
”Heroes and saviors are really cheap.” Albert couldn't help but said with emotion: ”Porter is not easy either.”
After speaking, he flicked his magic wand and conjured a bunch of yellow chrysanthemums out of thin air, replacing the carnation in the vase.
”Why do you say that?” George asked puzzled.
Albert laughed and said nothing.
”You always like to say something inexplicable.” Fred began to unpack the toilet seat, preparing to place it next to the pile of gifts.
”If one day everyone said that Potter was a liar, and the wizards in the entire British magical world would think that Potter was a liar, would you think he was a liar or a savior?” Albert suddenly asked.
The three of them are a little confused, and don't know how to answer this question.
”Yes, not a liar.” George said uncertainly.
”Everyone would think he is a liar, not a savior.” Albert laughed at himself, he actually hated these things.
Just then, Madam Pomfrey walked in.
”You have been here for nearly ten minutes, get out quickly.”
When Madam Pomfrey was about to drive them away, her eyes fell on the toilet seat in Fred's hand, and she frowned slightly and said, ”Mr. Weasley, are you going to send a toilet seat?”
”This is chocolate, it just looks like a toilet seat.”
Fred lied, put the toilet seat on the table, and hurriedly left the school hospital.
”Chocolate? I don't see that this is made of chocolate.” Madam Pomfrey picked up the toilet seat and said, looking at the few people who had fled away, ”I really don't understand, what are the students thinking now? .”
She wouldn't allow this kind of thing to appear in the school hospital, and when he was about to confiscate it, Dumbledore just walked in and happened to see Madam Pomfrey holding a toilet seat.
”No doubt they just want to have fun with Harry.”
”This thing is not very hygienic here.” Madam Pomfrey left with the toilet seat.
In the corridor outside the school hospital, Lee Jordan was asking Fred if the toilet seat was made of chocolate.
”How is it possible!” Fred said gruffly
”I dare say that Mrs. Pomfrey will confiscate it.” Albert said rather speechlessly: ”Actually, you should find someone to customize a toilet ring chocolate.”
The three of them looked at Albert with weird eyes.
”Did I say something wrong?” Albert asked back.
”No, no, you are right.” Fred said with his arms around Albert's shoulders. ”Maybe we can make some disgusting-looking gifts out of chocolate. Percy's birthday is in August, and we have Enough time to prepare and give him an unexpected surprise.”
”I suggest you go find someone to order one. There will always be a wizard who is good at making magical food.” Albert thought for a while and said, ”I think one or two gallons will be enough. If the other party doesn't want it, you can. Order a few more and keep them for our dear professor.”
”We understand!” the twins said in unison.
After being separated from the three, Albert went to the fortune-telling classroom alone. Professor Trelawney wrote a letter inviting Albert to drink tea at her place. It was probably about prophecy!
In fact, Albert really didn't guess wrong. Professor Trelawney was looking for him because of prophecy.
The first words Professor Trelawney saw when he saw him were: ”Do you really predict?”
”Why ask like that.”
”Actually, some wizards with more sensitive brains, even if they can't really predict, they can use some clues to infer something.” Professor Trelawney said.
”Do you think I will prophesy?”
”I don't know, I can't see the results of your predictions from your crystal ball. In this case, the results of so-called divination predictions are usually deceptive, but intuition tells me that maybe you really have the predictions. Ability.” Professor Trelawney pointed to the opposite mat and said: ”Sit down, we can talk, there are really very few wizards who can really predict.”