Hogwarts Raven

Chapter 191: The Fall of the Gods, the Great Prophet Ian

It didn't seem like Professor Trelawney was acting.

Her condition slightly surprised the young wizard.

"Save us..."

Professor Trelawney stared at Ian, her eyes revealing a very clear fear and pleading, and the hands wearing several rings directly grasped Ian tightly.

"Um, let's talk nicely. Don't pinch my collarbone so hard." Ian was numb from the sudden attack, and he grimaced because of the pain.

This scene not only made the young wizard at a loss as to how to respond, but even the students scattered in the classroom looked at each other in bewilderment, and some people whispered that this professor was like a lunatic.

"Hmm?" Aurora tilted her head and watched the scene. There was a hint of confusion in her eyes. Her heterochromatic eyes seemed to be slowly rotating as if she had spied on something.

The bronze sun was wrapped with olive branch-shaped lightning, the golden crown of fire was swallowing up the stars in the desert, and the shadows of spears and giant wolves floated in the frosty white tongues of fire.

There is a fire burning.

That's a volcano erupting.

As if coming from underground.

The raging flames licked the sky madly.

Thick smoke billowed and surged like a ferocious beast. In the sky and earth illuminated by the fire, it seemed as if the entire world was being pulled into a terrifying doomsday.

The sulfurous smell of a volcanic eruption seemed to penetrate the barrier between fantasy and reality, and incredibly burned her eyelids - it was as if she would be drawn into it even by just seeing this horrifying scene.

"Sigh~"

Aurora could not help but cover her eyes that were spying on fate in pain, but she did not forcibly stop her sudden predictions. Instead, she looked at the abnormal divination professor again with full stubbornness.

then.

The prophecy is still coming true.

There are many false and vague voices surging, falling, and dying.

The first to fall was the figure holding the thunder.

When the thunderbolt that could shatter the Titan pierced his chest, twelve strange chains suddenly sprang out from nothingness and nailed him in the condensed amber space and time.

As if to imprison him from reality into the unknown realm. Not only that, a sandstorm burst out from the center of the burning sun disk, engulfing the figure with the sun disk above his head.

The sound of broken bells came from the top of the mountain.

The eight-armed dancer's toes spun in the flames, while her lapis lazuli skin was peeling off. Her third eye shed tears of blood that solidified into black stone in the flames. When the last arm of the figure was completely engulfed in the waves of fire, the stars fell like rain.

There was also the head of a falcon whose gold foil had been stripped off in a violent hurricane.

The figure's scepter broke into nine pieces and sank into the desert. Fine sand was slowly climbing up from the figure's feet to cover the rocks. Every grain of sand burst into a supernova-like light as it fell.

Another figure dies.

Aurora felt as if she heard the wail of the Nile—looking at Professor Trelawney, the German girl’s eyes seemed to reflect endless scenes.

The feeling of despair was eroding Aurora's mind, making her magic more and more chaotic and her emotions more and more uneasy. Drops of sweat slowly slid down her platinum hair.

however.

Because everyone's attention was on Professor Trelawney, no one noticed the girl who was performing the prophecy. Even so, she did not look away or stop her ability.

to be frank.

Even Aurora herself didn't know why, but her intuition told her that the scene she was seeing was extremely important. Perhaps it was also related to Professor Trelawney's sudden madness and cry for help.

The female warrior wearing a laurel branch on her head had her throat cut by her own shield, the flaming mane of the nine-headed beast was burning the star chains wrapped around itself, the staff wrapped with twin snakes suddenly turned back to bite its master, and the giant carrying the sun on his back knelt in a pool of blood, his spine split by a huge bronze axe. What a bloody and horrifying scene it was.

And in such a chaotic scene.

Aurora caught a glimpse of a figure who held out to the end.

"Already lost."

The one-eyed man stood on the volcano, holding a spear in his hand, his body covered in blood, as if he had just experienced a great battle, and his weapon was covered in many cracks and damages.

The man's condition was not good either. The poison had already spread throughout his body and climbed up his pupils, as if infecting the colors he perceived.

When the rune chains floated up from the magma under his feet, his armor made of ice crystals became a cage. However, the one-eyed man was not panicked by his constant disappearance in reality.

"You should go find that damn thing."

The one-eyed man spoke to the crow on his shoulder, and the crow flew away in chaos and entered the underworld. When it came back again, there was a larger "passenger" perched on its head, but it was too lazy to flap its wings and fly. Under its gorgeous black feathers was a pair of eyes that were unperturbed by this doomsday scene.

"Does what you said still count?"

Under the feet of the one-eyed man, the web of fate entangled with runes was breaking apart. He raised his head and looked at the newcomer, the uninvited guest who suddenly appeared in this world many, many years ago.

Seeing the other party nodded.

"Okay, then let's devour the gods!"

The one-eyed man raised his hand, tore open his chest, and stabbed the spear in his hand straight into his heart. He made a final sound at the last moment before completely disappearing.

"Then bring us back!"

The last figure fell.

The broken weapons and armor scattered all over the ground told of how tragic this was. The little crow under the raven's claws also disappeared, and then it flapped its wings and flew towards the mess on the ground.

this moment.

The scene came to an abrupt end in Aurora's eyes - she actually had a chance to catch a glimpse of the subsequent content, but Ian struggled in vain and felt his neck was being strangled. In an emergency decision, he kicked Professor Trelawney to the ground, and she immediately couldn't see anything.

"Ah? Why am I sleeping on the floor?" Professor Trelawney, who was lying on the ground, suddenly shuddered and asked in confusion as if she had woken up from a dream.

"Maybe you suddenly feel too sleepy." Ian patted his new shoes and distanced himself from Professor Trelawney. His words did not confuse Professor Trelawney.

"Well, that's right. Studying divination is a very, very exhausting thing." Professor Trelawney stood up and limped towards the podium.

Not only did she think what Ian said made sense, she didn't even wonder why she was lame. Seeing this scene, the other little wizards looked at each other with strange expressions.

"Do you want to have your brain checked?" A young wizard couldn't help but ask in a tactful way. The others also showed concern. Everyone seemed to suspect that the professor was mentally ill.

"I just took a nap, and it didn't hit my extraordinary brain." Professor Trelawney shook her head, mistakenly thinking that everyone was concerned about her health.

"Well, it's getting late. I have to start by welcoming you to my Divination class." Professor Trelawney looked around and sighed with a complicated tone.

"I am very happy that so many people are willing to take this trial class, but I am also very sad because there are very few people who really have the talent for divination."

The professor's voice suddenly choked up without any warning, and she was filled with grief from the bottom of her heart. She even took out a crumpled handkerchief to wipe her nose.

“Is this course difficult?”

A Ravenclaw student spoke up unconvinced.

"Yes, it is difficult, dear. I believe that you Ravenclaw students are all gifted in learning magic, but the Divination course is different from ordinary magic."

"It requires real talent, the kind that is born with nature. If you don't have the "vision", I think even the most powerful prophet in the world can't teach you anything."

"I'm not bragging, I'm stating the facts. In this era when magic is declining, prophets like me with a broad "vision" are rare."

"This decaying world can no longer produce many prophets like this." Professor Trelawney couldn't help rubbing her calf. She saw a bruise on her calf.

"It can't be harder than Transfiguration, right?" Someone in Slytherin House said in disbelief. Based on Professor Trelawney's previous performance, his suspicion of Professor Trelawney was reasonable.

"Oh, this is not even on the same level. If you don't believe me, you can go ask your Transfiguration professor what grade she got in Divination class that year."

Professor Trelawney spoke arrogantly, raising the difficulty of Divination to a very high level. When they heard that this was a subject that even Professor McGonagall couldn't learn well, many young wizards had a look of disbelief in their eyes.

"Well, could you please tell us how you did in the Transfiguration class that year?" There was still a circle of red marks on the little wizard's neck, and he asked directly with pretended curiosity.

It is clear.

This was a question that Professor Trelawney did not dare to answer.

"It does not matter."

Her eyes were a little evasive, and her tone was a little guilty. "Anyway, I must be very powerful, otherwise Dumbledore would not have invited me to be a professor at Hogwarts." "Hogwarts only recruits the most powerful wizards." Professor Trelawney said proudly, and even did not forget to show off. "Dumbledore gave me a 30% salary increase this year. I think he must be worried that I would be poached by other schools. There are not many powerful prophets like me these days."

Her expression also became a little proud.

but.

Under normal circumstances, Professor Trelawney is also extremely vigilant.

"Of course, I am definitely no match for that man, Miss Grindelwald's grandfather." Professor Trelawney looked at Aurora, who had obviously studied all the information about her students.

"You have an extraordinary bloodline. Obviously, you have inherited it, and there is also unimaginable power hidden in your body. I think that is probably no longer in the category of magic."

Professor Trelawney stared at Aurora for a long time, especially staying on Aurora's heterochromatic eyes for more than ten seconds. However, her words of amazement did not cause Aurora to react at all.

"Oh."

The little German girl simply replied calmly. Her complexion was not very good, a little pale, and she was sitting on a chair as if she was resting to recover her strength.

Seeing that Aurora didn't want to pay attention to her, Professor Trelawney didn't continue to make herself bored. She began to lead the little wizards to the table and stools she had prepared.

"Today is the time to test your talents. I am very grateful to Professor Lockhart for suggesting the Divination experience class. After all, this can save you some trouble in choosing courses next year."

"If you are a student without talent, I still advise you to take other people's classes next year. I am not easy to fool, and it is very difficult to get credits from me."

Professor Trelawney spoke in a serious tone, distributing a crystal ball to each little wizard, then she threw away the cloth scarves on her body and walked to the top.

"Actually, the first class should have you observe the tea leaves, but I want to screen you for the trial class."

"Now, please close your eyes and take a deep breath... let your mind go empty, and feel the guidance from the mysterious world." Professor Trelawney's voice was low and magnetic, like a witch guiding souls through the fog. She was always able to bluff others with this style.

of course.

The students who had witnessed her tantrums had already seen through her weakness.

Colorful smoke rose from the incense burner in the corner, and Professor Trelawney began to guide the young wizards to divination, but her mysterious description left many people confused.

Many people's minds were blank, nothing came to their mind. Ian was the same. He was ignorant of astronomy and divination, and the only thing in his mind was what he should eat tonight.

"I don't need you to see a clear future. Without opening your third eye, you can't do that. So, I just need you to be able to see a little bit of the picture."

Professor Trelawney hunched over, walking back and forth in the classroom like a ghost. From time to time, she would stop beside a little wizard and ask him what he had seen.

"I... I saw darkness." An honest student expressed his feelings, but all he got was Professor Trelawney shaking her head with regret.

then.

"Oh, I saw golden light, maybe it's the Golden Snitch." Someone else spoke in an amazed tone, but no one knew whether the little boy had good acting skills or really saw something.

"Good, good, this is your 'horizon' opening up. Come on, work harder, you have a bright future." Professor Trelawney immediately walked over happily.

She also held a crystal ball in her hand, but this crystal ball did not glow or show any other abnormalities. After the student spoke, she stared at the crystal ball for a while and immediately began to praise him without reservation.

"real or fake……"

Ian rubbed the crystal ball in front of him. Not to mention seeing any color, he stared so hard that he could almost see the blood vessels on his eyelids, but he didn't feel like his "vision" was about to open up.

And at this time.

Professor Trelawney happened to walk over here.

"Kid, what about you? Do you have the honor to step into this extraordinary field?" She asked with seemingly enthusiasm, but it was obvious that she would directly spit out some derogatory words after Ian shook his head.

"I saw colorful black." Ian beautified his pitch-black vision. He felt that he would be classified into the untalented group at first glance, just like the little wizard who said he saw darkness.

however.

"Not bad, not bad, anything else?"

Professor Trelawney stared at the crystal ball in her hand and actually praised Ian with a smile, which made all the little wizards around her stunned.

What is colorful black?
"As expected of a young professor, the things he saw are beyond our imagination." Ian's little fan girl exclaimed excitedly, which immediately attracted the agreement of many young Ravenclaw wizards.

"..."

Ian felt numb again.

It turns out that he has a conflict with this course.

"Yes, I saw something else."

In response to Professor Trelawney's question, Ian simply spoke out loud. He wanted to let the other little wizards know that anything they did to each other would be approved by Professor Trelawney.

of course.

There are some tricks involved.

"I saw a disaster, oh, what a terrible disaster." Yes, this is the technique to deal with Professor Trelawney. The more horrible and scary it sounds, the more favored Professor Trelawney will be.

This is not.

I heard the little wizard's nonsense.

Professor Trelawney immediately became interested.

"What kind of disaster?"

Her eyes lit up.

"I think I shouldn't say it. Yes, I shouldn't say it." Ian actually hadn't thought of what kind of disaster would be scary enough, so he used the psychological technique that everyone is afraid of the unknown.

"Many prophecies and scenes that you see should not be told to others. However, I am different. If you tell me, it will not cause any surprises."

Professor Trelawney was very gossipy, so she gave a solemn promise. However, facing the professor's deception, Ian pretended to hesitate for a moment and shook his head.

"I can't tell you because this is a world-shattering event. In 1999, many wizards signed an unspeakable confidentiality agreement because of this matter."

"Even though it's only 1991, I saw it and I signed this confidentiality agreement, and my future self signing it certainly means I have to abide by it now."

"After all, this matter is too big, unimaginably big. The reason why we have to sign a confidentiality agreement is that we cannot let other people know about it, otherwise it might cause the destruction of the world."

Ian didn't even know what he was talking about. He spoke in a serious manner, just to arouse Professor Trelawney's curiosity and make her suffer for the whole semester without getting an answer.

The little wizard holds a grudge.

There are still red marks on his neck.

"This……"

Professor Trelawney was stunned when she heard this. Perhaps she suspected that Ian was fooling her, so she frowned and looked at the crystal ball in her hand again.

After a while.

Professor Trelawney exclaimed again.

"Too amazing! Your talent is too great! You can even see secrets that can affect the world. Oh, this is definitely not a prophetic talent that mortals should possess!"

"Mr. Prince, you have extraordinary blood. Perhaps your ancestors once intermarried with gods! You have the potential to become a great prophet!"

Professor Trelawney danced with excitement. Not only did she not question Ian's ridiculous remarks at all, she even traced Ian's ancestry on the spot.

"Forehead……"

Ian looked around.

He saw his classmates looking at him with surprise and curiosity.

"..."

The little wizard who knew these guys' personalities well knew it.

After today.

He was afraid that he would be subject to more rumors... The number of mixed-race people in the single digits was likely to become double-digit bastards.

(End of this chapter)