Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 410 Another Interpretation of the Prophecy

Next, it was time for Hephaestus to transform into various forms to please everyone except Alaspad.

An unknown amount of time had passed, but when Harry was staring at Ginny's version of Hephaestus in a trance, Draco slammed the table.

"Ah! The Galloping Gorgon! Draco, what happened to you?" Hagrid accidentally pulled out his beard.

"Harry, do you remember why we came here?" Draco looked at Harry.

"Aren't you here to see Hephaestus?" Ron touched the back of his head, expressing his surprise.

"Azkaban?" Harry woke up as if from a dream.

Ron's eyes widened when he heard this.

"Why are you asking that?" Hagrid expressed confusion.

"Don't you think of anything?"

"In Harry's previous dream, Voldemort wanted to go to Azkaban."

"And now there's trouble in Azkaban again."

“It is said that the prison staff responsible for delivering meals have forgotten its address.”

"The Ministry of Magic sent out hundreds of teams on broomsticks to conduct a blanket search, but they didn't even find the shadow of Azkaban."

"Taken together, this is clearly Voldemort's doing." Draco blushed and kept on talking.

"this?"

"Dumbledore mentioned it, but he said it was a good thing and not to worry about it." Hagrid stroked Hephaestus, who had returned to his original form, indifferently and snorted.

To Hagrid, this was the same as all of Dumbledore's previous arrangements; Dumbledore was in control of everything.

Since Dumbledore already knew that Voldemort wanted to break into Azkaban, perhaps he had already made this part of his plan.

"What!" Draco stopped abruptly.

"I understand."

"But I can't say." Harry looked at everyone who was suddenly looking at him curiously.

He thought of what Ryan had told him before about his relationship with Voldemort.

Obviously, Dumbledore deliberately wanted to resurrect Voldemort.

Only then can he be truly killed.

And this must be done by Riddle, because Riddle also has the identity of the main soul, only in this way can Voldemort be killed without destroying the magic of the Horcrux.

After all, from Harry's point of view, his death (to destroy the Horcrux) was nothing.

The problem is, if he were Voldemort, he would definitely have scattered the Horcruxes all over the place.

Voldemort wouldn't be such a fool as to hide all his Horcruxes in Britain.

Voldemort, who was being resurrected in Azkaban, yawned.

At the same time, Riddle, who was strolling by the Black Lake, said to Dumbledore beside him: "Don't you believe in that prophecy the most? If it were me -"

"This is also part of the prophecy, or another interpretation." Dumbledore ignored the provocation in Riddle's words and replied calmly.

"Severus, you probably haven't finished listening to the prophecy yet. After all, you were kicked out by Albusford halfway through." Dumbledore looked at Snape, whose face had returned to its deathly silence.

Dumbledore was not surprised at all. Apparently, Snape, whose scar had been poked, was forcing himself to conceal his emotions.

Perhaps this was the secret of Snape's mastery of Occlumency - the pain of wanting to kill himself, of clinging to the past?

In other words – love?

Dumbledore's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he turned his head to Riddle. "The one who has the ability to conquer the Dark Lord is coming soon... His parents have escaped the clutches of the Dark Lord three times... Born at the end of the seventh month... The Dark Lord made him his mortal enemy to compete with him at the peak, but he has abilities that the Dark Lord is ignorant of... One is destined to die at the hands of the other, because the two cannot survive at the same time... The one who has the ability to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..."

"Obviously, the prophecy contains a lot of restrictions. Born at the end of July, possessing power that Voldemort does not understand, parents who escaped Voldemort's three attempts to kill, and between the Child of the Prophecy and Voldemort, only one of them can survive in the end." Dumbledore concluded.

"This is all old news. I have studied this prophecy many times since my resurrection." "You are missing a very important point. You are marked as a strong enemy."

"And the only one who meets the requirements is Harry Potter." Riddle frowned.

“This is not a requirement that must be met.”

“I’ve made the same mistake before.”

"There are only two real necessary conditions: the parents have escaped Voldemort's pursuit three times and were born at the end of July."

"Being marked means that you are destined to have to choose between you and Voldemort and only one of them can survive."

"Other boys who meet the requirements are, to use a metaphor I recently heard in the Muggle world, spare tires."

"If Harry dies, this prophecy will not mean the end. The more arrogant Voldemort will wreak havoc on the entire wizarding world, thus marking the next child of the prophecy." Dumbledore said calmly.

"Is that why you've been letting Harry go?"

"Are there any other spare tires?"

"Excuse me for leaving you for a moment." Snape's expression became even more wooden, and he was about to walk towards the castle.

"and many more!"

"Neville is innocent." Dumbledore waved his wand at a speed that was barely visible to the naked eye, and Snape fell down suddenly without any sound, smell or light.

"What are you doing—" Snape fell on his back in the snow, his mouth twitching.

"Besides Neville, there is another one." Dumbledore sighed.

"Oh, he is?" Riddle asked before Snape could.

"he?"

"An existence that I often forget."

“He’s the last insurance.”

"With his magical power, I can't think of any reason why he would lose to Voldemort."

"If Harry and Neville are - well, Severus, I won't talk about Harry and the others."

"If he was the child of prophecy, he could have walked straight up to Voldemort and killed him," said Dumbledore with a smile.

But he suddenly shook his head, feeling sorry for his unrealistic idea.

After all, they now have him, Gettler, Riddle, and unexpectedly, Hagrid.

"Wait, I remember the first thing I asked was about the prophecy. If I were to do it, I wouldn't fail inexplicably, right?" Riddle said hurriedly, taking a small step forward in a hurry.

He did not ask who that 'he' was, because it was clear that Dumbledore did not want to say.

At the same time, he discovered that Snape's face had been buried by the risk, and he was breathing through his nostrils and mouth.

Riddle waved his wand, and an invisible barrier appeared on Snape's body, and the risk went around his body to both sides.

"Thank you, Tom, otherwise poor Severus would have become one of those Potions professors drowned in the snow."

"Okay, okay, I say."

"Do you remember when you were born?"

Dumbledore asked hurriedly under Riddle's gaze.

"You mean my independence, but I remember it very clearly, it was July 7th." Riddle was puzzled.

Could he also be considered the son of prophecy?

If it were him, he would call Dumbledore dad.

(End of this chapter)