RPAGF Chapter 212 Puzzling prophecies and unexpected lessons
Chapter 212 Puzzling prophecies and unexpected lessons
Chapter 212 Puzzling prophecies and unexpected lessons
"He who slays the Dark Lord will step into oblivion—the broken body will then be made whole—and he who has become the Sundisk will face death—the last stand—"
All kinds of strange silverware were still spewing smoke, and the principal's room was silent, only the voice of Ron repeating the prophecy he had heard before.
Dumbledore sat behind the table lost in thought, while Professor McGonagall and Ron sat across the table together.
Seeing that Dumbledore, who was sitting across from him, didn't move for a while, Professor McGonagall was a little puzzled.
"Albus, what's the matter?"
Professor McGonagall, who has always been 'distrustful' of Sybill Trelawney, obviously doesn't take this prophecy to heart. For more than ten years, her patience has long been lost by Trelawney every year. One death prophecy and all kinds of magic words were worn out, if she hadn't never said bad things about her colleagues
"Minerva, Sybil is not what you think. Although she has been so for so many years, there are some things that we need time to evaluate."
"When Sybil was interviewing me 13 years ago, she made a prediction that surprised me."
"A prophecy about Tom." Dumbledore raised his head, and he whispered to Professor McGonagall: "As far as it is concerned, this prophecy has fulfilled Tom."
Dumbledore told Professor McGonagall about the original prophecy. Not many people knew about it, and Dumbledore didn't intend to hide it when he needed to explain it.
"Did Sybil enter a very special state at that time?" Then Dumbledore looked at Ron and asked seriously.
"That's right, it's a very weird state, so I don't think this prophecy is the same as before, it's just something to scare people."
Ron nodded to Dumbledore, and he spoke seriously.
"How should I describe Professor Trelawney's feeling at that time, as if what she said was a doomed fact, you don't have to doubt it, this is what will inevitably happen."
"At that time, the whole class heard it. I asked Hermione and them. They felt the same as me. This is worthy of our attention."
"This kind of thing can't even be explained by means of personal charm, and I don't think Professor Trelawney herself has such a strong personal charm."
"It's just that, who is this prophecy said to? This question is worth thinking about."
"The person who kills the Dark Lord will step into the forgotten land. If it is said to destroy the Horcrux, you and I, the professor, destroyed Voldemort's original body. The first to kill him was Harry and his parents."
"The broken body will return to its integrity at that time, and Tom will reshape his own body? Or does it mean something else?"
"If it turns into a sun disc, then it may refer to the Knights of the Sun, or even a great person who will burn amazingly at that time. Maybe we will encounter a serious threat?"
"But what is the last stop? The end of the journey? Death? Or something else?"
A prophecy will never indicate an absolute ending, just like Trelawney's first prophecy to Tom, Neville and Harry were both born at the end of July, and the Longbottoms and Potters also defeated Voldemort's subordinates. Three times, these two boys with similar fate have two different life trajectories. If Voldemort had chosen Neville, what would happen now?
It is impossible to see the future through the fog, and prophecy can only glimpse a corner of countless futures by accident. This is what Nicolas said personally.
Ron, who was waiting for Dumbledore's answer, failed to wait for an answer.
"At least for now, I have no way to answer this matter for you." Dumbledore said slightly apologetically, "However, maybe we can do some other different things this year."
"Can you find time to come this Saturday afternoon? Just after dinner, how about 06:30?"
"It seems that I have been busy this semester."
Ron could only shrug his shoulders and agree. It's really not a very pleasant new semester with so many things on him at the beginning of school.
After Ron left the principal's office and came to the dining room, there was nothing left on the lunch table, and the little wizards also left in a hurry. There was a dinner plate in front of Hermione holding a book. It was the lunch she left for Ron.
"I shouldn't have left it for you. It's a bit cold. If I knew it, I'd go to the kitchen."
Hermione rested her chin and watched Ron gobble it up. The food that was steaming was only slightly warm now.
"That's too troublesome, isn't it good?"
He took a sip of lemon juice to rinse his mouth, then picked up Xiaotuanzi and ate his bamboo shoots. While Xiaotuanzi pursed his mouth and waved his fists in protest, they had already walked out of the hall and bathed in the bright sunshine.
The rain in the morning has stopped, and the sky is a refreshing light gray. Even though the sun, which has pushed away the clouds, is releasing light and heat, it cannot scorch the people walking under the sky.
Probably the first class this afternoon was about protecting magical creatures outdoors. Many little wizards and Ron Hermione had the same idea. Instead of going back to the common room, they strolled on the lawn, teasing with his little pet.
"Look! A cat is flying!"
"That's an owl, not a cat."
"I mean the one held by the owl."
"That's a leopard, not a cat."
"Break up, we are not suitable."
A bewildered wizard watched his girlfriend turn and leave, and was stunned for a long time. He didn't wake up from his stupor until Luxy, who fell from the sky, stepped firmly on Ron's shoulder. Come.
"Wait for me! Listen to my explanation. It's really not a cat. I saw it. It's a mutated little leopard, the one without patterns. Don't go so fast!"
Lukexi turned his head to look at Ron with some doubts, his eyes seemed to say: "Is there something wrong with this person? Although they are all cats, how can they defile people's innocence out of thin air."
Ron patted Luxie's little head amusedly, "Which decent cat would let an owl carry itself to the sky? Hedwig has lost a lot of weight because of your misfortune, and it took Harry a vacation to get it Do you have the heart to feed him fat?"
"Ouch~"
Luke flicked his tail proudly and jumped off Ron's shoulder.
"What do you mean he's too fat to fly and carry you? Owls deliver letters, you little bastard."
"Noble, no, Norberta will come over in a few months, then you can ride a dragon, but then what you will see will not be the little one that you have been photographing all the time."
Lukexi was running around at Ron's feet like she was having fun. It was a very happy thing for everyone that the little dragon could come back.
After taking a leisurely stroll for a while to kill time, after seeing the little wizard walking out of the campus together, they knew that it was probably time for class.
It was the first time that the small house by the Forbidden Forest was surrounded by so many young wizards. Hagrid stood at the door of the small house early on. He was wearing a brand new fur coat, which should be tanned with the fur of a giant ground sloth.
And Yaya, who was supposed to be standing beside him, was constantly going back and forth between the hut and the grass, Yaya eagerly took all kinds of good things he was reluctant to eat and put them in front of Lukexi, his tail wagging so happily , it doesn't look like paying tribute at all.
"Everyone is here, right?"
There was a hint of excitement in Hagrid's loud voice, and several large white teeth were exposed from his shaggy beard. Hagrid couldn't help grinning after seeing so many students coming to his class.
"Come on, come on, today will definitely open your eyes."
"Professor Hagrid, where is the dragon training ground built? Is it in the Forbidden Forest?"
A curious lion cub raised his hand, and he asked a question that everyone cared about. Even the little snakes who were in class with Gryffindor also pricked up their ears to listen.
"Of course not." Hagrid waved his hand. The Forbidden Forest is not suitable for building a dragon training ground. There are many big guys in it that are not inferior to fire dragons. They have a strong sense of territory. That's why Principal Dumbledore I have always emphasized not to enter the Forbidden Forest casually. For you, the Forbidden Forest is really dangerous.
The little wizards started whispering, and after Hagrid told them this fact, the little wizards barely realized why the Forbidden Forest was called the Forbidden Forest.
"But don't worry, they won't run out under normal circumstances. Even if they want to, I will catch them back before they leave the Forbidden Forest. In the decades I've been a gamekeeper, there hasn't been a single little guy Come out and make trouble."
Looking at Hagrid's sturdy body, the young wizards all chose to believe it. After all, Hagrid's fist was bigger than their heads, and this persuasive power was really good.
"In order to prevent you from approaching the unfinished dragon training ground because of your excessive curiosity, Principal Dumbledore cast a spell to hide it, but don't worry, you will be able to see it around Christmas, even in the castle It’s going to be a very spectacular sight!”
"Okay, let's start today's lesson, follow me."
Hagrid took the lead and led the young wizards towards the direction of the Forbidden Forest, but he didn't enter it, but walked along the edge of the Forbidden Forest.
After turning over a gentle low hill and walking for about 5 minutes, a small wooden paddock appeared in front of them.
"Everyone come around the fence," Hagrid pointed to the side of the fence with a row of log benches. "Now, please open your book, which is "The Monster Book of Monsters."
"I'm sorry that I forgot to tell you on the book list how to open your textbooks correctly. By the time I was about to tell Professor McGonagall, she had already sent all the letters."
"But it doesn't matter, can someone open the textbook correctly?"
The whole class shook their heads. Most of them held a monster book tied with a belt, and some of them fixed the book firmly with clips, tapes and the like, so as not to cause trouble. The book opens its mouth and bites.
"It's a pity. I originally prepared a small gift as a reward for those who can open the book correctly."
Hagrid took out a handful of unicorn tail hairs, which were at least ten Galleons long, and the supply was in short supply, which shone fluorescently in the sun, which immediately caught the little wizards' eyes straight.
Their eyes widened definitely not because of Ten Galleons, they just liked unicorns, even if it was just a tail hair.
"I'm going to bring those cute little guys here now. If any of you can open it correctly after I come back, the rewards will also count."
Hagrid smiled cheerfully. He couldn't throw away this kind of gadgets that he grabbed a lot and stuffed up several warehouses. What's the matter with sending some out? Hagrid didn't have any money in his pocket, but he Never short of money.
The little wizard, who was immediately interested, grabbed his monster book after Hagrid left, and it was a magical operation, just like our blasting ghost Seamus, he pulled out his wand to make the book more docile, but His spell exploded naturally and normally.
The tongue was twitching softly from the smoldering monster book. It was obvious that Seamus' method was to tame this monster book that people didn't want people to open him.
"I succeeded!"
Seamus, with a smoky and explosive head, held the book high, but his successful deeds are difficult to replicate, and more little wizards actually have no way to start with this monster book that wants to bite them.
"What method did you use Ron? Why didn't your book bite you?"
A little wizard opened the book easily when he saw that Ron seemed to be using no magic, and many people looked at him curiously.
"Oh, this one, this one is very simple."
Ron took Hermione's book, and then lightly punched the cover of the monster book with his fist. The monster book whose face was dented was naturally obedient and obedient, without any intention of resisting.
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"Excuse me, excuse me."
The little wizards who were sweating profusely retreated. This method was harder to imitate than the explosion.
"We can try to tickle it, maybe we can open it when we're tired from laughing!"
A little wizard holding a steel wool ball started rubbing against the book crazily. The tongue-knotted ghost book still hurts from laughing. If it wasn’t for being tightly bound by a belt, this guy would have rebelled a long time ago. .
"By the way, why does a little wizard wear steel wool?"
Ron, who was puzzled, scratched his head, and then began to appreciate the students' tricks on the monster book.
After waiting for about three to five minutes, Hagrid's tall figure appeared from the Forbidden Forest.
Behind him was a group of more than a dozen magical creatures as tall as a man with sharp claws and mouths, which made the little wizards exclaim immediately.
These fierce and handsome magical creatures have the body, hind legs and tail of a horse, but the front legs, wings and head are like eagles. Their cold sharp beaks are a cool color like steel, and a pair of bright big eyes It is orange.
The half-foot-long sharp claws are terrifying, and wherever they walk, they will leave deep holes, which are the traces left by the eagle claws.
"Hippogriffs! They're handsome, right! But don't worry, I'll teach you how to get along with them."
"By the way, has anyone successfully opened the book?"
"I!"
"I!"
"I!"
"And I!"
Immediately, five or six hands were raised. Although the time was short, the creativity of the little wizards was not ordinary. They used their own wonderful ways to solve this dishonest monster book.
"Wait! Wait! I'm getting better too!"
A certain little wizard who was 'tickling' vigorously with a steel wool ball untied his belt, then held up the bald monster book and waved it at Hagrid. Obviously, the cruelly abused monster book had already He doesn't have the strength to bite anymore, he just wants to run away now, but unfortunately he doesn't have decent legs.
"Don't do this next time, it's very pitiful."
Hagrid frowned and shook his head, then gave each of these little wizards a unicorn tail hair, or should I say a handful.
The unicorn's tail hair is not the kind of thin strands of hair, but a bunch of fluffy soft hairs similar to tail feathers. At first glance, it looks a bit like a cat teaser.
"Then we begin today's lesson,"
Hagrid cleared his throat, and everything seemed in order.
Under the two-month education, those smart and bald old professors used their decades of teaching experience to help Hagrid understand the most basic methods of how to get along with students through brainwashing teaching.
Hagrid had no shortage of knowledge about magical creatures, he even knew more than those professors who were trained in majors, and he didn't lack practical experience.
"It's a hippogriff."
Hagrid once again introduced the eagle-headed horse behind him to the little wizards, "It's a carnivorous, haughty horse, but don't worry, I brought up the ones that grew up in Hogwarts, At first they were just a small group of three, but after more than 20 years of my care, there are now nearly thirty of them, and I brought half of them, all of whom are the most docile.”
"But that's relative."
Hagrid patted the Hippogriff's big head, like stroking a dog. They were very well-behaved in front of Hagrid, and even if their feathers were messed up, they just groomed each other.
"You can take a look at them, these little guys have extremely gorgeous fur."
Hagrid picked up one casually, and then he sat on a stake in the paddock. The big horse wanted to struggle, but was ruthlessly suppressed by Hagrid.
"If they're a little upset, I recommend you feed them a polecat, one of their favorite foods."
As he said that, Hagrid took out a dead polecat from the big basket beside the stake, and the eagle-headed horse swallowed it in three or two bites, and then he stayed still obediently, so that the little wizards Admire his gorgeous fur.
Their necks are covered with feathers, and their bodies are covered with soft hair. The rich and colorful colors also transition accordingly, and even each one has a different color.
Stormy grays, bronzes and even pinks are criss-crossed and woven into a gorgeous canvas. Against the backdrop of crystal clear reddish-brown and ink-like black, each eagle-headed horse is beautiful. It's unbelievable.
As long as you get over the fear of seeing the half-horse, half-eagle monster for the first time, this beautiful fur pattern can make people admire.
In Hagrid's arms, he was obedient and obedient, and the big guy who didn't resist at all didn't look like a monster at all. If it wasn't for the barrier of the fence, the little wizards would really like to go up and touch this shiny and gorgeous fur.
"But you must not underestimate them. Hippogriffs are notoriously proud. Their tempers are not very good. Only a few people except me can hug them casually like me. For the vast majority As far as wizards are concerned, they are fierce."
"But...do you want to touch them?"
Hagrid let go of the big horse in his arms, and asked a group of young wizards who were timid but wanted to get closer.
"Ke Ke, we didn't teach you such... er... physique and strength. You also said that it's dangerous, right?"
"Yes, but that's because many wizards don't know how to treat them properly when they meet them."
"Before I tell you the correct way, I must emphasize one thing."
"This is the author of the book "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them". Mr. Newt Scamander asked me to tell each of my students one thing that they must keep in mind. He is Dumbledore The headmaster's good friend is a very powerful master of magical creatures."
"Please remember, don't treat magical creatures as beasts inferior to us. They are not pigs away from magic, nor are they beasts. Most magical creatures are intelligent beings. They can also think and have Rich in emotion, most of them can understand the wizard's words, even if they can't understand, they can easily perceive the emotions contained in the words."
"They are our partners, but the needless arrogance of wizards since ancient times made us miss many opportunities to be friends with them."
"Please write these words on the cover page of the book. I hope you will always see this sentence when you open the book and keep it in your heart."
"That's right." Hagrid patted his head and added: "To open this book correctly, you need to stroke the spine of the book, gently stroke it from top to bottom, and they will open obediently. This is actually the most commonly used method when in contact with magical creatures, but you need to obtain his approval before doing this action."
"For example, Hippogriff, please open page No.13 of the book."
"Hippogriffs are proud creatures, so to gain their approval, you need to show respect to them, that is, bow and salute. This is polite. If you don't respect them when making friends, I don't think so. People want to deal with you."
This made the little wizards' unexpected lessons subvert the image of Hagrid they had set in their minds as a rough and clumsy person. What Hagrid told them was even more detailed than what was recorded in the book, which made the little wizards feel bad about Hagrid. The convincing power of Hagrid's words has been raised several levels. Who wouldn't want to take a class with a knowledgeable professor?
"If you have read the thirteen-page introduction, there is not much to say in it, and if you want to truly know magical creatures, we need to practice more, and experiencing it yourself is the best way to learn."
"Come on, Ron, you show them."
Hagrid beckoned to Ron. This little bastard who always ran into the Forbidden Forest knew at least a third of the magical creatures in the Forbidden Forest. It was most appropriate for him to appear first.
"First of all, before getting close to the Hippogriff, you need to stare into his eyes and don't blink too often. Respect is not fake. Only by showing your heart can you get their real approval."
"Then, bow and salute."
Ron followed Hagrid's guidance into the fence, then stared into his eyes two or three meters in front of the Hippogriff, and then bowed slightly.
"Very well, that's it. Look, the Hippogriff also bowed to Ron, which means that he has sensed your intentions. If you are in the wild, I recommend that you stay away from them, but these are good boys, you guys After getting a response, you can go up and pat their beaks, or even touch their feathers and fur, and remember to stroke them, just like stroking the spine of a book."
"Buckbeak!"
After bowing and saluting, Ron laughed and called out the name of the most beautiful Hippogriff in front of him.
What responded to Ron was a loud eagle cry, and raised its two big claws high. In the exclamation of the little wizards, Buckbeak put his front claws on Ron's shoulders, and then stretched out his head Rubbing Ron's face.
"You've gained weight again, you're so heavy!"
After Ron slapped Buckbeak's big paw off and pulled his foot out of the ground, he hugged Buckbeak's neck.
"By the way, don't learn from Ron, this guy is not a very standard learning object, unless your body can be as strong as him."
Hagrid spread his hands helplessly, but the little wizards were deeply convinced of this. After all, Hogwarts has only produced a little batsman who can sink the Bludger in all these years. monster.
But looking at Ron who was masturbating in Malaysia, the envy in the little wizard's eyes couldn't be faked. After Ron succeeded, the little wizards were divided into more than ten teams, two or three in groups, and they faced these The fierce but beautiful magical creature bowed seriously, and after getting a response, stepped forward cautiously.
Hagrid also prepared brushes for the little wizards, and distributed a dead polecat to them. The group of big ponies that lost their ferocity and became beautiful and well-behaved comfortably enjoyed the food and the little wizards. Touching them, flicking their tails when being brushed, they are extremely happy.
"In the next few lessons, I will teach you how to take care of these little guys more carefully. If you perform well, you can also try to ride them."
"It's just that I haven't ridden them before, they're too small." Hagrid compared his height, a giant of more than three meters compared with this horse, which was only over two meters tall, was stronger than an adult riding a toy car Excessive, after all Hagrid's body is too thick.
The little wizards were amused and laughed, but after Hagrid said this, they were still looking forward to that day.
"Ron, you've ridden it, haven't you?"
"What does it feel like to ride them into the sky?"
The curious little wizards asked Ron, after all, the big horse beside Ron seemed very close to him.
"It's not as comfortable as a broom, and it's a bit bumpy, but it's much faster than a broom. Their speed can reach more than 300 miles per hour. Flying magical creatures generally fly very fast, but the flying horses are the fastest. Qi, they can compare the speed of Muggle jets, as long as they don't get thrown off, it doesn't even take 10 minutes to travel from Hogwarts to London."
"Thestrals?"
"It's the one who pulls the carriage for us, and the professor will teach us in the future, right Hagrid?" Ron smiled and blinked at Hagrid.
"Of course, but that's a later class. You can read your textbooks when you have time. Some of them are found in the Forbidden Forest. I will teach you how to treat them correctly."
"Including fire dragons?"
"of course."
"so cool!"
The little wizards who cheered instantly jumped up and down. Although these magical creatures looked dangerous, the most beautiful scenery was always accompanied by danger.
They believed that Hagrid could protect them well, and the image of Hagrid wrestling with the fire dragon seemed to be clearer in their minds.
A long-awaited class on the protection of magical creatures came to an end. Even though their bodies were wet with water droplets and stained with mud, every little wizard laughed happily.
Seeing the little wizards happily returning to the castle together, Hagrid suddenly felt that the learning process of the first two months was worth the fare.
After all, he was not a material to study, and those old professors had spent a lot of effort in order for Hagrid to remember these things.
"Hagrid, then we'll go back first."
The last ones to leave were Ron and the others. After waving goodbye to Hagrid, they strode towards the castle with the tails of the little wizards in their mouths.
And Hagrid, who watched them leave behind them, wiped the corners of his eyes with excitement and excitement, he pushed open the door of the hut, and in a burst of relaxed and happy laughter, he poured tons of barrels Liquor, he wiped the remaining liquor from the corner of his mouth with his blushing cheeks, and then lay down on his bed contentedly.
(End of this chapter)