Chapter 342 The Lone Brave Man
When the complete prophecy appeared in front of Dumbledore.
The old man finally couldn't hide his surprise. He thought that perhaps with Zhang's character, although he didn't know what happened, he might very likely write down the entire prophecy.
This was exactly why he kept Zhang Xiao and wanted to discuss the prophecy with him "limitedly".
But he never expected that Zhang actually recorded the complete prophecy.
Dumbledore was silent. He thought about what Zhang Xiao had just said and had a slight headache.
Zhang seemed to know more about the prophecy than he thought, so the originally arranged conversation plan might have to be adjusted.
"I have to admit that Zhang, you have exceeded my expectations again, such as this-"
Dumbledore tapped the recording with his finger, and then tapped his temple:
"For example, the view on the prophecy."
Zhang Xiao was unmoved, and wanted to see how Dumbledore was going to fool him. This prophecy involved too many things.
Although it is said that once Trelawney made a real prophecy, it almost came true.
But Zhang Xiao never believed that the so-called fate could not be changed. Compared with the fatalism full of pessimism, he preferred and believed more in one sentence:
"Heaven moves vigorously, and the gentleman strives for self-improvement."
The heaven and earth are not benevolent and treat all things as straw dogs. If there really is such a "heaven", He would not arrange every trajectory of all living beings.
He should be high above, ruthless and sexless, and should be a statue, sitting there, accepting admiration but never responding.
"On a cold and wet night sixteen years ago"
Dumbledore said in a low voice, his eyes were far away, and he did not directly say the prophecy, but told a story.
"In the Hog's Head Pub in Hogsmeade.
I went there to meet an applicant who wanted to be a divination teacher, although this did not conform to my intention to let the divination class continue."
Dumbledore smiled softly when he said this, because this also showed that he was never a person who believed in the so-called prophecy.
"But the applicant is the great-great-granddaughter of a very famous and gifted prophet, so I think it is common etiquette for me to meet her.
However, I was disappointed, very disappointed. I thought this lady might change my view on divination.
But she did not inherit that talent at all.
So I could only tell her politely that she was not suitable for this position. Then I turned and walked away."
Dumbledore stood up: "I think you should have guessed who this lady is, Sybil Trelawney."
He strode past Zhang Xiao and came to a black cabinet next to Fox's golden stand.
Dumbledore bent down. He pulled out the bolt and took out a shallow stone basin with ancient characters engraved on the edge of the stone basin.
It was the famous meditation basin.
Under Zhang Xiao's curious gaze, Dumbledore placed the Pensieve on the table, then raised his wand to his temple, drew out a few strands of silver, spider-web-like light and stuck them on the wand, and then put these thought fibers into the stone basin and stirred them a few times like stirring milk tea.
Then the gaunt old man watched Zhang Xiao's thoughts spinning and floating in the Pensieve.
After a while, Dumbledore sighed, raised his wand again, and picked up these silver-like substances on the tip of the wand.
A figure emerged from it, wearing a shawl, her eyes looked particularly large behind her glasses, she slowly spun, her feet in the Pensieve.
But when Sybill Trelawney spoke, it was just as Zhang Xiao heard, a creepy, harsh, hoarse voice.
"The one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord is approaching... Born in a family that has defeated the Dark Lord three times... Born in the seventh month... The Dark Lord marked him as his rival.
But he has a power that the Dark Lord does not understand... One must die at the hands of the other, because both cannot live, only one survives... The one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..."
Professor Trelawney, who was spinning slowly, disappeared again in the silver silk group below. The office was quiet.
Dumbledore, Zhang Xiao, and all the portraits, no one made a sound, even the phoenix was quiet.
In fact, it was quite boring, because these things were known a long time ago, but from a practical point of view, Zhang Xiao still had to pretend.
He knew that the more performances he made in front of the old fox, the easier it would be to be exposed.
Zhang Xiao said expressionlessly:
"So this person is Harry?"
"There are actually two people who meet the conditions--" Dumbledore shook his head: "But today we are not here to discuss the prophecy that Sybil made last time."
He restored the Pensieve to its original appearance and said solemnly:
"After Sybil made that prophecy, I realized that she might not be what I originally thought. She does have an innate talent in her body.
So I kept her and let Sybil be the professor of Divination, on the one hand to protect her, and on the other hand to see if she would make another prophecy.
Fortunately, I waited."
Zhang Xiao still maintained his expressionless face. Dumbledore said so many things, which was actually beating around the bush, but no matter how he beated, he could not get around the prophecy that Professor Trelawney had just made.
Sure enough, Dumbledore paused for a while and then talked about the prophecy he had just heard.
The inevitable fate is coming.
This is an irreversible fate. Darkness is gathering.
Desire is twisting. The box is about to be opened.
No one can escape, everyone will be involved. Destruction, destruction, destruction, and the lonely brave man can hardly hold on anymore.
He is the bravest one. What a pity. The tragic song of the hero has begun to play. No one knows his achievements.
The Dark Lord covets this twisted power. But he never understands that it is self-destruction."
"Inescapable fate - Zhang, your description is correct. The flow of a river is indeed easier to predict than the movement of fish.
But as you said, the flow of the river can be changed. "
Dumbledore looked calm.
Zhang Xiao secretly sighed, change can be made, but it is not so easy.
"The lonely brave man - this sentence is too general, I don't have any clues, but if there is such a brave man.
He keeps preventing the box from opening, but the question is... what is the box? "
I don’t know, I don’t understand, I haven’t written it in the original work!
"Professor, more than the box, I want to know what the dark and twisted power is and why it can destroy the world?"
After three years of Hogwarts career, Zhang Xiao's understanding of magic is also increasing day by day. Magic is indeed magical.
The best thing about magic is that its effects are all kinds of strange, and the main one is unreasonable.
But its destructive power is not very great, at least, compared to nuclear bombs and the like, it is definitely far behind.
Even if it is Dumbledore's full blow, the damage effect can be as big as a cluster bomb.
Although there are ferocious flames like fierce fire that can destroy Paris, fire is just like that. If you light a match and burn a building, you can't say that your destructive power can destroy the building, right?
So Zhang Xiao is really curious that the so-called power of distortion can actually destroy the world?
Is it true?
"I'm as curious as you, Zhang - if there really is such a thing, I'm afraid Tom won't endure it until now, but will definitely use all his efforts to control this power."
Dumbledore shook his head, denying that there was such a thing.
This is true. If Voldemort knew that there was such a power that could destroy the world, he really wouldn't be able to bear it until now.
But the greater possibility is that Dumbledore is covering up. It is possible that he did know, but was afraid of pursuing that power himself, so he deliberately didn't say anything.
Isn’t that what happens in stories? The boy who slayed the dragon eventually became a giant dragon, and the filial son finally became the Lich King.
But no matter which possibility it is, Dumbledore 'doesn't know' the answer, based on his experience with these old Riddlers.
If they don't want to say it, then they can't say it anyway.
So he had to start the topic himself, and Dumbledore couldn't avoid it.
Zhang Xiao touched his chin, and instead of continuing the conversation according to Dumbledore's preset topic, he directly said something else:
"Professor, the lonely brave man in the prophecy. And in the last sentence, he couldn't hold on any longer. Do you think it could be - Slytherin, Salazar Slytherin?"
While talking, he took out the wooden box from the Qiankun Bag, which contained Salazar Slytherin's handwritten letter to Gryffindor.
This was a gift Dumbledore gave to himself on Christmas Day in his first year, hoping that he would realize what a real Slytherin should be like.
Although three years have passed, the contents of the letter are still fresh in my memory.
"Slytherin?" Dumbledore's eyebrows wrinkled, then relaxed, and he flipped through the letters. He had kept these letters in his hands for a long time and read them many times.
I am also full of interest in the disaster mentioned by Slytherin, but...
"It's a very interesting conjecture and very valuable. Salazar Slytherin is indeed a very great wizard. He also said in the letter that he would become a true savior."
Dumbledore said with interest, as if he had never thought that the prophesied savior was Slytherin.
"And Slytherin's own strength is very dazzling. As the most outstanding wizard at that time, he also has the ability to do this."
Zhang Xiao waited for a while, but found that Dumbledore kept talking in clichés and would not get to the point, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Even the secrets of Horcruxes are willing to be communicated to him, but they are still tight-lipped about this aspect?
He tried to read something on Dumbledore's face, but soon realized that he was imagining it.
How can a fox who has just become a spirit have fun with such a thousand-year-old monster?
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