v2 Chapter 1156： prophecy (1/2)

Dumbledore stood up and walked past Avon and Harry, in front of a black cabinet next to the Phoenix perch.

He bent down and pulled the latch out of it to remove a shallow stone basin and meditate the basin.

”The prophecy is crucial from beginning to end. It determines that you are the opponent of Voldemort, not me, not Avon, not everyone else, only you, Harry!” Dumbledore said, back At his desk, put the meditation basin on the table, ”on a cold and wet night 16 years ago, in the pig's head bar at Hogmund. I went there to see a divination. The applicant of the class teacher, although this is not in line with my intention to continue the divination class. But the applicant is a very well-known and very talented prophet, so I want to see her is usually Etiquette. But I was disappointed. In my opinion, she did not inherit the talent at all. I wish she told her politely that she was not suitable for this position. Then I turned and walked away, but To my surprise, she was motivated by this incident at that time, she made a real prophecy, and it was the beginning of everything.”

Dumbledore raised his wand and pointed it at the temple, and took out a few silvery, spider-like slender fibers of glue on the wand, and put these thought fibers into the stone basin. He watched his thoughts in the meditation basin. Rotate and float.

After a while, he sighed and raised his wand and picked the silvery material at the tip of the pole.

A figure emerged from the inside, surrounded by a shawl, her eyes were extraordinarily large behind the glasses.

She slowly rotated, her feet in the meditation basin, and Sybil Terry Launet spoke, using the harsh, hoarse voice.

”The man who conquered the power of the Dark Lord came closer. He was born in a family that had defeated the Dark Lord three times. Born in the seventh month, the Dark Devil head marked him as his rival, but he had no Dark Lord. The energy of understanding. One must die on the other hand, because two people can't live, only one survives, and the one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month...”

The slow-rotating Professor Trelawney was immersed in the silver thread below, and the office was quiet.

No one made a slight noise, and even the phoenix was quiet.

”This is the content of that prophecy? A true prophecy?”

”Yes, a real prophecy,” said Dumbledore.

He is still staring at the meditation basin, and it seems that the whole person is in meditation.

”But what does she mean?” Harry asked. ”Why...”

”What she meant is,” said Dumbledore. ”The one who had only one chance to conquer the demons forever, was born at the end of July, nearly sixteen years ago. The boy's parents had defeated Voldemort three times.”

Harry felt as if something was tightly tied to him, and his breathing seemed to be difficult again.

Dumbledore looked at him through his eyes for a while.