"Well, since you all think I should go, I'll go," Professor Trelawney said with a smile. Professor Trelawney said with a smile. She bent down, picked up her sherry bottle, and threw it into a large blue and white vase in an alcove next to her. "To tell you the truth, children, I really miss the time when you two were in class. You are ideal candidates for prophecy, especially you, Harry …"
No one answered her. Elwyn and Harry were ideal targets for prophecy?
They were the targets of bad luck!
In Professor Trelawney's prophecy, Elwyn and Harry had died many times in different ways.
If there was no magical basis for this, she could accurately choose Harry and Elwyn as the targets of prophecy; if there was any basis for this, before entering the real state of prophecy, Professor Trelawney's prophecy had almost never come true.
Perhaps, she was sensitive to Elwyn and Harry because both of them had prophecies.
The signs of fate were particularly obvious on them because of the prophetic blood in her body, Professor Trelawney could feel something.
Elwyn tried to explain it with magic. Of course, it was also possible that Professor Trelawney did not like them.
Among their companions, she also disliked Ron, second only to Elwyn and Harry.
Professor Trelawney often prophesied that Ron would encounter some bad luck, but there was certainly no prophecy on Ron …
"Hey, children, you may not be clear, but I have to remind Dumbledore that I have this responsibility. I'm worried …" Professor Trelawney said as she walked, "That old horse, I'm sorry, a centaur, he doesn't know anything about card divination. I asked him … Well, some of the conversations between prophets. Didn't he feel the faint vibration before the disaster? The answer is no, he's as slow as an old horse. He even thinks I'm funny. Yes, it's funny! "
At this point, her voice became hysterical.
Even though the bottle was far behind him, Elwyn could still smell the strong scent of sherry.
"The horse probably heard people say that I didn't inherit my great-great-grandmother's talent. These rumors have been spread by jealous people for years. Hmph, do you know what I said to these people? If I didn't prove my ability to Dumbledore, would he have let me teach in this excellent school? Would he have trusted me so much all these years? "
Elwyn and Harry did not comment. They both knew that Professor Trelawney could make real prophecies.
The Lord Voldemort and Harry. Elwyn had heard that it was related to the Lord Voldemort. But most of the time, she was not reliable, and these two prophecies that were said to be true did not come true. They only made things worse.
The prophecy changed the lives of Harry and the Lord Voldemort, and their subsequent lives proved the prophecy.
But it was not over yet. It was now the second half, the most critical time …
"Dumbledore trusted me. I clearly remember his first interview with me," Professor Trelawney said in a hoarse voice. "He was deeply moved by me. Of course, deeply moved … I stayed at the Pig's Head Bar. I wouldn't recommend that place to anyone. There are bedbugs, my dear children. But money was tight at the time. Dumbledore was very polite. He personally came to visit me at the hotel. He asked me … I have to admit, at first I thought he didn't seem to like divination … I remember feeling a little strange at first. I didn't eat much that day, but then … "
"Then what?" Harry could not help but ask. He was now really listening.
"Then we were brutally interrupted by Severus Snape!" Professor Trelawney said simply.
"What?" Harry turned his head sharply to look at her.
Elwyn also stopped and looked at Professor Trelawney.
Of course, he knew that it was Snape who snitched, but he did not think about how Harry would react when he learned of it.
Was it good or bad to say it now?
Knowing that Snape was the informant meant that Harry and Snape had officially broken off.
Furthermore, Sirius would soon learn of the news from Harry. How would he react in a moment of impulse?
They were already incompatible. Now that he knew that Snape was also the murderer of Jaime and Lily, Sirius …
But in the long run, it was necessary for Harry to know this, and he had the right to know the truth.
From this point of view, it was not too bad for Professor Trelawney to say it now.
In any case, these were things for Dumbledore to consider and deal with. It had little to do with Elwyn.
He hesitated for a moment and let Professor Trelawney continue.
"I don't remember the conversation before, but we were interrupted by Snape. Well, there was a commotion outside the door, and then the door was slammed open. The very vulgar bartender and Snape were standing outside. Snape lied about going up the wrong stairs, but I suspected that he was caught eavesdropping on Dumbledore's interview with me. You see, it was obvious. He was looking for a job himself, no doubt wanting to learn some experience. Well, after that, as you know, Dumbledore seemed very willing to give me a job. I can't help but think that it was because he admired my unpretentious style and calm talent, in sharp contrast to the arrogant, aggressive young man who was eavesdropping through the keyhole … Darling, what's wrong with you?! "
Only then did she realize that Elwyn and Harry were no longer by her side. She looked back.
They were standing there, ten steps away from her.
Harry's face was pale and his body was trembling slightly. Elwyn stood beside him, his face calm and expressionless.
Something didn't seem right. Even Professor Trelawney could feel it.
"Elwyn, Harry, what's wrong?" she called again, puzzled and a little worried.
"Because of what you said, I thought of something, Professor …" Elwyn said softly and turned his head. "Harry?"
"It was Snape who eavesdropped on the prophecy! It was Snape who eavesdropped on the prophecy! It was him! "
Harry stood there motionless. Wave after wave of shock washed over him, wave after wave, drowning everything except the situation he had never known before …
Snape eavesdropped on the prophecy!
It was Snape who told Lord Voldemort about the prophecy!
It was Snape and Peter Pettigrew who asked Lord Voldemort to kill Lily, Jaime and their son …
It was him! It was him!
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