DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Huh~? What the hell is this? It doesn't look like a dog, but looks like a deformed monster~..."

Seeing that Carl hadn't made a sound for a long time, Hermione moved her head curiously.

"Sirius Black? No, no, if he beats me, I'll eat this cup~...』

Karl shook the teacup in his hand slightly, frowning and felt that something was unusual.

"Huh~? My dear~...have you encountered any difficulties?

Come on, kid. Let me see~..."

Trelawney, who was busy wandering around to scare the little wizard, quickly noticed the unusualness on Carl's side, raised her thick glasses, and wobbled over.

Carl smiled and passed the cup over. He also wanted to see if Trelawney would make a correct prediction.

"Ominous! This is the most terrifying ominous!"

Trelawney just glanced into the teacup, and was immediately scared out of her wits. The cup fell feebly from her hand and shattered, the black tea dregs scattered all over the floor.

She took a step back in horror, but accidentally slipped and fell to the ground.

"A terrifying hunter who transcends time and space, whose empty body stands eternally in front of that castle gate, and the truth of the universe is contained in the mysterious and wonderful triangle, and all the evils in the world are concentrated in their thin and thirsty In the body~...

Nirvana in the infinite rebirth and death, condensed into a single step in the millennium~

Void, void~..."

Trelawney seemed to be taken away by the god of death, with a strange light in her eyes, talking to herself as if singing or whispering.

All the young wizards present were sweating secretly when they saw Professor Trelawney talking madly like a psychotic attack. The profession of fortune-telling still seemed to be a high-risk profession.

"Harry~, didn't you say that you know a little about divination? Quickly see what happened to Professor Trelawney?"

Ron swallowed with some fear, pulled the hem of Harry's clothes beside him and whispered.

"This~...I don't know about this kind of situation~, Alice didn't predict it like this~..."

Harry replied incoherently, the last time she saw Alice predicting the future, she seemed to be very relaxed, and that didn't happen.

And Karl, who had listened carefully to the prophecy, couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling at the moment, who could resist this shit. And he had already believed it seven or eight percent, for no other reason—Trelawney's prophecy mentioned the thousand-year step, which only he and Niyari knew.

And that undead body that belongs to him and has never been activated so far...

"A hunter who transcends time and space? Is Nima so wild in this world?"

Carl took two deep breaths, intending to suppress the monstrous waves rising deep in his heart.

"What the hell... Carl, is she really reliable?" Hermione asked in a low voice in Carl's ear with some hesitation. This prophecy was much more terrifying than the previous death notice.

"I think I'm really in trouble this time, because her prophecy mentioned something that I have to get~..."

Carl glanced at Professor Trelawney who was sitting on the ground, turned his head and said to Hermione in a deep voice.

"What?" Hermione asked curiously.

"One step in a thousand years..."

Before Carl finished speaking, Professor Trelawney, who was sitting on the ground, shook his head and stood up. It was completely different from the jump just now, and he looked sluggish.

"Oh~...children, why do you all look at me like this? Is something wrong?"

Trelawney was keenly aware of her physical discomfort, and wondered in her heart whether the blood of the family had suddenly awakened for a short time.

"Professor Trelawney, have you...have you forgotten the prophecy you just made?"

Seamo's hands on the table were trembling uncontrollably at the moment, he took two deep breaths, and asked a little nervously.

"What did you say?! I made a prophecy just now? Do you remember? Repeat it quickly!"

Hearing this sentence, Trelawney suddenly became serious, stepped forward in three steps and grabbed Seamus' shoulder tightly and asked loudly.

Seamus couldn't help wiping the drool off his face with his other hand, thinking that Professor Trelawney must have eaten garlic this morning.

Facts have proved that people's memory is always extraordinarily good under stressful situations. Soon, Seamus recited the prophecy she just made word for word.

The little wizards in the classroom looked at Carl differently at this moment. They thought that the one who died the worst should be Harry, but they didn't want to change the object after a while.

"Carl, don't worry. I think Professor Trelawney is talking nonsense. She can tell what's going to happen just by looking at the teacup. This is too outrageous, it's impossible!

Maybe she guessed it by chance? "Hermione sat on her rocking chair again after Professor Trelawney finally couldn't bear the physical and mental difficulties, and comforted her softly.

"Maybe~..."

Carl tapped the table rhythmically with his fingers and replied unconsciously.

Hermione did it verbally, but physically. In order to refute the prediction made by Trelawney just now, she kept flipping through the divination book that belonged to her throughout the following divination class.

Carl stared silently at the shards of the cup on the floor, not knowing what he was thinking.

And Professor Trelawney, after resting for a while, soon became alive and kicking again. She stood up and continued to send ominous prophecies to more little wizards like a plague god. Few people in the entire classroom escaped the catastrophe.

The worst of them was Harry. Professor Trelawney hit it off with him, and the overall meaning was almost the same as having to say goodbye when we first met. And that made Harry even sadder.

"Ron~... If I really can't escape this time. You must come to my grave and tell me when Black is sentenced to death~..."

After class, Harry held Ron's hands tightly, looking a little out of his mind.

Ron, on the other hand, was by his side, comforting him constantly. Then he pointed to Carl who was still looking calm and said: "Look at Carl, he is not afraid of you. What is he afraid of? The way of death presented in his prophecy is much more terrifying than yours~ , time and space, and the most evil monster in the world~..."

As he spoke, the expression on Ron's face changed accordingly. After all, that prophecy sounds so intrusive that it can be told as a horror story at night.