harry potter book of crimes

"Miss Granger, please don't mention the prophecy again. Until I reach the level where I can correctly interpret the prophecies, I will not tell anyone else about any of the prophecies I made. After all...after this tragedy

After learning the lesson, I have deeply understood that my prophecy will 'kill people'!"

Inside the curtain, Ursula said slowly in a slightly deep voice.

However, prophecy certainly does not kill people.

Ursula's prophetic bloodline is very pure, and her bloodline awakening level is also quite high. It can be said that her predictions are very credible.

Unfortunately, the accuracy of predictions has never only depended on itself. Since ancient times, no matter how clear the predictions are, they need to be reinterpreted to allow more people to understand future changes, and the level of the interpreter is often more accurate.

will have a critical impact in the future.

Although it cannot be said that it is absolutely certain who can interpret the prophecy more accurately, as the source of the prophecy, the prophet himself naturally has a huge advantage.

But this time, Ursula, as a prophet, had doubts about her ability. Obviously, her choice was correct. In her current state, she was indeed no longer suitable to make any predictions for others.

"As for Mr. MacLean's whereabouts, I can tell you my speculation." Ursula paused for a moment before hesitatingly said, "I think that even if he left again, Mr. MacLean should at least

He had been to England and took two powerful living corpses with him. In order to ensure that no one else would be harmed, England, which is currently occupied by thick fog, was obviously the most appropriate choice."

Hermione listened, then nodded slightly and said blankly:

"Yes! Where else could he go but there?"

Since the prophet is unwilling to make any more predictions, Hermione seems to have no reason to stay here. After all, Safina just told Maka almost everything about her experience when she met them.

Just thinking about it, Hermione, who was about to say goodbye and leave, suddenly couldn't help but said:

"Miss, I don't know if I can ask again, did you find anything strange in his actions and performance when you were getting along with Maka?"

"'strangeness'?"

When Ursula heard this, she couldn't help but think about it a little.

"Well...there are indeed some things that are concerning. For example, he seems to have been enduring something that prevents him from using magic at will." She said as she thought, "But even so, he is still very easy to use."

The ground took away the two enemies we were unable to deal with."

"And other than that... although it certainly can't be said to be 'strange', he... well, his mental endurance is very strong. Even if he sees something that ordinary people cannot accept, he can deal with it with a normal mind.

treat."

The last sentence she said was obviously talking about her own mutilated body. And as she said it, she seemed to be reminded of the time when Maka held her.

No matter what Ursula's appearance is, she is still a young girl. And perhaps it is precisely because of her disability that she has never had such close contact with a man of similar age since the accident.

, naturally my heart palpitates.

But unfortunately, even if she herself was aware of some kind of emotion secretly growing in her heart, she didn't dare to have any expectations for it.

After shaking her head feebly behind the curtain, Ursula regained her composure and her tone became calm again.

"In short, there are indeed some puzzling things, but I don't think it will make people feel 'strange'. Mr. MacLean is a kind and respectable wizard."

"Of course... of course," Hermione pursed her lips and said, "Then... I'm going out right now, and you have a good rest. When we finish what we need to do and prepare to leave Beauxbatons, I will come with you again.

Say goodbye."

"Thanks."

Separated by several layers of curtains, Ursula on the bed watched Hermione's figure leave the door of the room, and then she retreated back into the quilt with a somewhat sad mood.

Not long after, she was silent for a while and couldn't help but murmured to herself:

"Hermione Granger... Probably only an outstanding and beautiful girl like her can spend her life with Mr. Maclean, right?"

After muttering like this, Ursula suddenly turned her head slightly, looked towards the window and said calmly:

"Safina, when did you learn to eavesdrop?"

"I didn't!"

Before she finished speaking, a figure rolled in from the window and sat down on the armchair beside the bed. It was her exclusive seat in her sister Ursula's room. No matter where they moved to live, the maid Larson

There is always a chair there, and it hasn't changed over the years.

After Safina sat down, she heard her continue:

"I just sent Miss Granger away and came back here as usual. You know, it's faster this way!"

I don’t know if it was because Ursula threw her out of the window, but before she knew it, climbing through windows became a habit for Safina.

Sometimes Ursula also wonders if Safina has been feeling guilty for what happened back then, so much so that she subconsciously thinks that if she could have climbed out of the window by herself back then, her sister would not have had time to escape from the fire.

.

However, Ursula understood that all she could do for Safina was to never mention what happened back then. Because no matter how she explained or comforted, the fact before her would only make Safina

Na felt even more guilty.

Ursula was thinking this secretly, but unexpectedly, Safina beside her suddenly whispered through the curtain:

"Ursula, you like that McClane, don't you? Don't worry, I think Mr. McClane doesn't mind your problems at all. If you think about it carefully, you may not be hopeless? Don't worry, I'll think about it for you.

It would be good to at least create some 'fair' opportunities for you."

As soon as she finished speaking, before Ursula could refuse, she heard a soft kick, and Safina climbed out of the window again and left in a hurry.

"This girl," Ursula said helplessly, "Forget it, she can't do anything anyway, so let her go... No! She doesn't want to run outside at this time, right?"

"Wait... Larson! Larson, come here quickly..."

With Ursula yelling uncharacteristically in the room, Beauxbatons, which had just welcomed Hermione and others, seemed to be becoming more and more "lively".