The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 390 Trelawney's Prophecy

Time is like the most powerful magic, because it can always change everything unexpectedly.

A week has passed since the attack on Diagon Alley.

Aside from the initial panic, the magical world gradually returned to calm after the werewolves made no further moves.

This seems to confirm the saying that human memory is always short.

But this only applies to ordinary wizards. Smart people sensed the danger and either lived a low-key life or went far away.

Suddenly, apart from Hogsmeade, the English wizarding world became desolate.

……

However, the gloomy winds of the outside world did not blow into Hogwarts.

Despite the ban on students going out on weekends, the castle has become increasingly bustling.

In the common room, the auditorium, and even in the corridors, you could see groups of students gathered together, each with a mysterious look on their face, as if they were hiding some earth-shattering secret.

In this atmosphere

This allows the lively little lions to experience a true carnival every weekend.

Gryffindor Common Room.

With George and Fred graduating, although the pranks and jokes decreased significantly, a new generation of Weasleys took over.

Ron sat on the sofa, not talking about current affairs as he usually did, but his ears were perked up.

To others, these might just be topics of conversation, but to him, they were crisp Galonnaise.

As for ceasing his grand pronouncements, that's simple! These people are just listening to his news anyway; he never does anything that doesn't benefit him. Besides, he's a class leader now, and he needs to act like one.

After a while, as one topic in the common room came to an end, during a brief pause, Ron stood up and walked to a relatively quiet corner.

"Harry, are you alright? If you're not feeling well, I suggest you go back to your dorm and get some sleep, or go see Madam Pomfrey for a checkup."

In the corner, Harry sat quietly on the sofa, looking increasingly listless. He was often distracted and found it difficult to muster any energy.

"I'm fine! I haven't congratulated you yet; you must have had a very fruitful day!"

Harry forced himself to stay alert. As one of the few people who knew Ron was working part-time, he was happy to see his friend earning pocket money.

"Pshaw! What a waste! It's all outdated stuff anyway!"

Ron sighed softly. First-hand resources are becoming increasingly difficult to obtain these days. Unless it's someone who really can't resist the urge to confide, most people know to use them to make money.

The Hogwarts Story magazine office outside the castle opens at a fixed time every day, welcoming all people and all matters.

Seeing the magazine's sales soaring since the school closed, for a moment he really wanted to drop out of school next year and go directly to take charge of the branch office off campus.

But some things are just thoughts; the thought of his enraged mother sent a shiver down Ron's spine.

Although Harry didn't know what his friend was thinking, he could hear the helplessness in Ron's tone.

After a moment's thought, Harry lowered his voice and said:

"I have an exclusive scoop for you, it's a prophecy! I ran into Trelawney in the hallway last night..."

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The hustle and bustle of the Gryffindor common room is just a microcosm of the castle.

Young wizards with nothing to do always need some way to vent their energy, and Quidditch has traditionally been the one to do so.

However, with no Academy Cup in the first half of the year and people forbidden from leaving the castle, chatting became the only way to relieve boredom.

While the others chatted, Ino quietly drank herbal juice in the valley.

"Although I don't know what kind of adventure you're going through, as a friend, please don't hesitate to ask if you need any of these things."

In the tavern, Ino said with a smile.

On the table in front of him were rows of exquisite weapons: short swords, crossbows, daggers...

A week has passed in a blur, and today marks the day the Brothers Grimm departed.

"I really want it, but we're out of money!" Jacob said with a hint of regret as he looked at the weapons on the table.

"No, no, no! This is my payment for entrusting you with this task." Ino took over the conversation, while taking out a pre-prepared umbrella flower seed from her pocket.

"If you have time, please plant it for me when you get back, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

Although a week had passed, he hadn't forgotten his previous conjecture, and now he could use the Brothers Grimm's experiment to put it to the test. If it was confirmed, then he could then freely explore this magical story.

As for the weapons on the table, frankly, they were just extras to fulfill the terms of the exchange. If the Brothers Grimm really needed these weapons to escape danger, the story world might have collapsed long ago.

"Alright! Leave this to me." It was William, the older brother, who spoke. After taking the seeds, he looked at the weapons on the table with great interest.

Ino wasn't surprised at all by William's actions. Of these two legendary brothers, William was the only one he couldn't understand.

"Then I'll pick out the weapon?" Seeing that an agreement had been reached, Jacob asked in a questioning tone, but his hands didn't slow down at all. He decisively picked up the one-foot-long crossbow on the table.

Ino watched the two brothers quietly as they made their selections. The items on the table were all things he had casually made in his spare time. They might be considered of high quality, but they weren't exactly impressive.

A dozen minutes later.

The two brothers, fully armed, stood in front of the tavern, especially Jacob, who looked eager to test his new weapon.

"Once we complete this mission, we'll have enough reward to buy land, my lord."

Jacob said this half-jokingly.

"Okay! I'll wait for you! Good luck." Ino raised his arm and personally opened the door for the two brothers.

Outside the door, the once vibrant valley suddenly transformed into a dark forest shrouded in malice.

"Time hasn't changed..." Ino was overjoyed. The scene before him seemed to prove the difference in the flow of time on both sides.

But before he could think any further, after the Brothers Grimm crossed the threshold, the Black Forest disappeared as quickly as faded film.

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At the same time.

In his Gryffindor bedroom on the eighth floor of the castle, Harry quietly finished reciting the prophecy.

To be honest, he never took Trelawney's eccentric behavior seriously, but hearing Ron complain today reminded him of the prophecy.

"...In the colorful sky, the source of darkness was transformed into a rain of candy, pouring down from the sky, and everyone who found the candy could be happy all day long..."

Ron murmured the news he had just heard, and he felt the same way as Harry.

This is a nonsensical and absurd prophecy, probably another one Trelawney uses to gain attention. Even if it's a firsthand source, it wouldn't get you two nut in return for sending it to the magazine.

However, both Ron and Harry misjudged one thing: the information they considered top secret was actually known to others long ago.

Although it happened only yesterday, there are no secrets in the castle.

……

at the same time.

After seeing the Brothers Grimm off, Ino went to the valley alone in the tavern.

A person takes a aimless walk, enjoying the fresh air and long-lost tranquility.

After walking for a few minutes, he stopped.

Before me were still three lush green oak trees, but one of them emitted a faint silvery glow.

Although I knew the new year's harvest festival was approaching, this year's gifts seemed a little different.

Meow... Have a great weekend everyone! Wishing you all a happy day!

(End of this chapter)