Don't you think the Muggle ride is a good place to talk? " Alan glanced out of the window. His eyes were wide open. There was a quiet power in his words. "Sirius, I've recently seen some images related to Harry through my left eye's prophecy ability … But combined with Harry's current special state, I think it's necessary to talk to you … Whether it's because you helped me in Hogwarts before or because Harry and I are friends, I think there's something I still need to tell you …"
Hearing Allen mention Harry, Sirius remembered the meeting he had with Dumbledore when he was in the Order of the Phoenix. Whether it was because he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix or because he was Harry's godfather, Sirius did not want to talk to Allen about Harry.
Sirius stared at Allen with sharp eyes. He said stiffly to Allen, "Allen, no matter what you say, I can't tell you the time of Harry's transfer. If you just want me to join your crusade against Lord Voldemort, I'll be more than happy to. But this is not negotiable. I won't risk Harry."
Luna waved her finger like a magic wand. The entire carriage was filled with magic. "You can say his name as you wish."
"Sorry, I didn't notice." Sirius felt embarrassed because of his mistake.
"Sirius, you should get used to calling Tom by his other name. Well, Lord Voldemort's ability to cast spells on his other name is quite troublesome. I'll think of a way to solve it." Allen nodded at Luna's brilliant anti-detection enchantment. Then, he took the opportunity when Luna was unprepared and snatched the Coke from her hand. He raised the bottle and took a big gulp.
Allen put down the Coke and raised his eyebrows. He glanced at Luna's prominent silver-gray eyes. However, Luna was not nervous at all. She stood up and reached for the cup of Chava in Helena's hand.
Helena, who was looking out of the window, was shocked by her mother's sudden action. She suddenly felt that her hand was empty. She looked down and saw that her mother had taken the dessert from her. She looked up at her mother in confusion. Then, she turned to her father for help. Luna grasped Allen's pulse. He had no choice but to return the drink in his hand to Luna.
Sirius, who was waiting for Eren to continue, saw Eren teasing the little girl and tried to hold back his impatience. However, when Luna stuffed the dessert back into Helena's hand, Sirius realized that Helena, who was a ghost, had a physical body. She was still eating the dessert …
Sirius, who thought that Hao Ren had mastered the ability to resurrect, widened his eyes. He took a short and spasmodic breath and stared blankly. Allen noticed his condition and quickly explained, "Uh … sorry, Sirius … don't get me wrong. We only let Helena gain some ability like Naughty Ghost. We can't really bring anyone back from the dead."
Sirius let out a long sigh and nodded, a little disappointed. This reminded him of Helena's mother, Madam Loina Ravenclaw, who had shown her divinity in Hogwarts not long ago. It was normal for Madam Ravenclaw, who was a spirit, to materialize her daughter. Whether she did it herself or Allen did it to please her, it was reasonable.
Sirius looked at Allen. He could even get involved with the founder of Hogwarts and the founder's daughter. And when Madam Grey asked Allen for help immediately after the madwoman snatched the dessert from her, Sirius was very impressed. Allen's charm was amazing.
"Don't worry about Luna and Helena. You can trust them as much as you trust me." Allen felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by Sirius. He coughed and said seriously, "Well, let's continue … Sirius, about using Harry to lure the Unknowns out … I don't know how you guessed it, but in fact, one of the reasons I did it was to protect Harry. It's just that the way we chose to protect him is different …" Seeing Sirius frowning and opening his mouth to refute, Allen quickly raised his hand to stop him and continued, "I invited you here today. Let's not talk about who is right and who is wrong. I'm talking about something else now. So, you know about Harry's situation, right?"
"About Harry's situation? Yes, the Unknowns knew about the prophecy and marked Harry as his biggest enemy. Of course, I know about his situation … No, you … "Sirius couldn't help but ask in a hoarse voice," Allen, what else do you want to say about Harry? "
Allen's tone sounded very surprised, and his expression became surprised and unpleasant. "Huh? That's all you know? Dumbledore didn't even explain to you? "
"Allen, just tell me what you know that I don't. What happened to Harry?" Sirius narrowed his eyes and asked. He suspected that Allen was trying to sow discord between him and Dumbledore.
"Sirius, does Harry still have headaches recently? Did he have any of those nightmarish visions? " Allen's eyes focused on the depths of Sirius's pupils. "These headaches and nightmares used to trouble Harry a lot."
"Harry hasn't mentioned these symptoms recently." Sirius carefully pondered over the wording, not wanting to reveal any unnecessary information.
"This is good news … I remember that Dumbledore sent you a letter during the summer vacation after the end of my senior year … So you people from the Order of the Phoenix should at least know about this. Harry can see the Unknowns and feel what happens when the Unknowns have emotional fluctuations." Allen's fingers tapped lightly on the metal armrest in the box, making a crisp sound. "But have you ever thought about it, Sirius, whether it's you, Lupin … or Snape, who you don't like, you've all taught Harry many skills … But no matter how hard Harry tried, he couldn't learn Brain Seal … This is a strange thing in itself. I don't know if you've noticed, but Harry's talent in Black Magic Defense and Black Magic isn't bad …"
Sirius unconsciously sat up straight. He knew all this, but he had never thought about the reasons behind it. He couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, but when he heard about Black Magic, he raised his eyebrows and said, "I don't think it's a bad sign to have good talent in Black Magic. Didn't you chase Dumbledore away because you supported wizards to learn Black Magic?"
"You've misunderstood. As someone who supports wizards to learn any kind of magic, of course I'm not talking about whether it's right or wrong … I just want to ask you, have you thought about the reasons behind it? Although Mr. James Potter is good at cursing, his attitude towards Black Magic … Otherwise, Ms. Evans, who hates Black Magic, wouldn't have chosen your friend … "Allen let his voice enter Sirius' ears." Harry also knows Snake Tongue … Of course, in reality, it's the same as the Prophet and Magnus who changed his appearance. Although it's very easy for the descendants of a family with this kind of ability in their ancestors to have this kind of ability, it's not completely impossible for it to appear in wizards who don't have this kind of bloodline connection … However, the most famous user of this language is Mr. Salazar Slytherin … Among his descendants, the family that is most likely to activate it is the Gunter family, which is the Mysterious's maternal family. Tom Marvolo Riddle is also the most famous wizard in modern times who can use this kind of language … "Allen raised his voice a little." Sirius, have you thought about the meaning behind this? Why would this happen? "
"Allen, what are you trying to say? What does this have to do with the Mysterious? " Sirius looked at Allen suspiciously. He raised his vigilance and urged a little impatiently. "Just tell me directly, what do you want to say to me?"
"I don't know if you've heard Harry or Ron tell you before, but the divination teacher of the Hogwarts School of Magic, Professor Sybil Trelawney, once made a prophecy to Harry in her divination class … Don't be in a hurry to object, Sirius. I believe in the power of prophecy. Although I was just like you and Professor Mag when I first entered the school, I was very resistant to this kind of thing that doesn't make sense of logic and rules …" Allen recalled his prejudice against some magic when he was young and shook his head with a wry smile. "But now that I understand it, after learning it …"
"Allen, I know you're not one of those dabblers. You're not one of those naming prophets who rely on a little prediction ability to divine a newborn and give some unreliable advice and receive a lot of gold coins as a reward … I know your eyes represent your true identity as a prophet, but you haven't made any prophecies that have been recorded in the prophecy ball by the Ministry of Magic, have you?" Sirius shook his head and interrupted Allen. "I've noticed that you've become more inclined to make use of these things recently … I don't think we should put too much faith in these things that are full of variables … Things that haven't happened yet can be changed." (Poor author's note for fear of being misunderstood: It's not a private setting, it's a legitimate official setting. Prophets appeared in the original book, which was not a magical animal, and the setting of naming prophets came from Pottermore.
Rowling's writing: Naming prophets.)
"Mastering your ability instead of letting you be mastered by your own ability, you're right about that …" Alan nodded. "But as long as you don't blindly believe in prophecies that might change, as long as you're smart enough, as long as you can figure out the meaning of those images, it can dispel the clouds and let you grasp a certain future … Sirius, it's not advisable to completely trust it or completely reject it."
"Alright, I'll keep my opinion to myself. Allen, what was the prophecy you wanted to say about Harry that tricked … that Professor Trelawney at your TV station?" Although Sirius didn't argue, it was obvious that he didn't have a positive view of Sybil like most witches did.
Allen sighed and changed the topic. "Sybil once made a prophecy about Harry's birthday in public. She asserted that Harry would be born in winter …"
"See, that's why I said she's an old liar. Harry's birthday is in July, you know that!" Sirius crossed his legs in disdain. Suddenly, he realized that something was wrong. Allen, who had always been smart, wouldn't ask such a stupid question. His brows were tightly knitted, and his dark gray eyes moved uneasily.
Allen raised his eyes, his gaze seemingly passing through Sirius and looking into an unknown distance. "Then, do you know whose birthday is in winter?"
(End of Chapter)
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