Hiding in Hogwarts as a professor

Cynthia was startled by Tver’s idea.

After so many layouts, although Voldemort was not their main enemy, they had already destroyed Voldemort’s power base and restricted most of Voldemort’s actions.

As a result, now you are telling me to make Voldemort succeed once? !

If anyone else said such a thing, even Dumbledore, she would dare to wonder if his mind was broken!

But only Tver…

“Well……”

Cynthia frowned in confusion.

“It’s not impossible to switch to supporting Voldemort. I have collected all the information about the members of the Order of the Phoenix and can take targeted measures.”

“But what should Dumbledore do? And Malvolio, he probably won’t be so willing to work with Voldemort…”

“No, no need,” Tver shook his head, “Just pretend that I didn’t say what I just said.”

He seemed to understand why Dumbledore dared to gamble with Harry’s life——

The more Voldemort resisted the prophecy, the more he proved that the prophecy cannot be broken.

Then Harry’s chances of finally defeating Voldemort will continue to increase.

However, Cynthia actually made preparations to resist Dumbledore. It can only be said that she is truly worthy of her…

Tver’s thoughts were a little confused.

In this regard, neither Monte nor the teacher could give any useful suggestions. As for the badge, after adding Godric’s magic power, he could only feel that the badge turned into a perfect and magical magic prop.

But it also means that there seems to be nothing worthy of his continued study!

So, he had to act like a drowning man, trying to find every chance to survive by any means possible!

To a certain extent, Tver is even more confused now than when he was cursed!

He used to be like a child when he was studying. Although he was very tired and hard, there was always someone telling him what to learn and how to walk the road ahead.

But now, he is like a newly graduated adult, with no one to guide him on where and how to go.

It seemed that only the whisper of death kept reminding him that these were all useless attempts!

“Although I don’t know what happened to deserve your worries…”

Even though she knew that Tver didn’t like people talking when he was thinking, Cynthia felt that she needed to say something at this time.

“But I feel that if Harry and Dumbledore thought they could defeat Voldemort just based on a prophecy, then Voldemort would definitely have a chance to change the prophecy into a direction more beneficial to him.”

“After all,” she pointed to the prophecy ball, “even if I don’t know what the prophecy is, prophecies are often ambiguous, aren’t they?”

Tver looked at Cynthia who was a little uneasy after saying this in surprise, and she was even a little dazed.

He actually did not learn the complete content of the prophecy from Dumbledore, but he also knew that the prophecy did not explicitly state that the protagonists of the incident were Voldemort and Harry Potter.

There is not only one Dark Lord in this world, Voldemort, but Tweel can be considered one, and Harry and Neville are indeed eligible children that year.

But what about next year? What about next year?

Perhaps Voldemort had, or would in the future, unintentionally mark other children?

Perhaps the defeated Dark Lord was Tver…

Bah, bah, bah, in short, this is that prophecy is never an accurate statement. As for how to understand it, everyone who hears it will even have different opinions.

Even if the God of Death gets the prophecy, as long as Tver is not named and said that he will definitely die at the hands of the God of Death, or that he will live for hundreds of years before dying, then this prophecy actually means nothing!

After being on tenterhooks for a long time, the idea finally came to him. Tver immediately laughed heartily, leaving Cynthia stunned.

“Furthermore, if the prophecy predicted by the God of Death is that I am destined to defeat him and thus be targeted by him, then it is the God of Death who has to worry!”

“grim Reaper?!”

“No, it’s nothing.” Tver restrained the smile on his face to prevent himself from acting too arrogantly.

“I have to thank you for your comfort just now. If it weren’t for your words, I would still be immersed in frustration.”

Cynthia smiled slightly and helped Tver tidy up his collar, which was a little messy due to the action just now.

“You are Tver Foley, the man destined to lead us to the light.”

“You’re right,” Tver cheered up, “Then let’s think about how to deal with Voldemort!”

This turning point

He almost dodged Cynthia’s waist, but fortunately Tver knew not to be so hasty. After making a joke, his interest in the Prophecy Hall completely disappeared.

“Take me to the Death Hall to have a look. I’m more interested in it.”

Cynthia wrinkled her face. She didn’t like that lifeless place. If Tver became as negative as before, then she wouldn’t have a second paragraph to comfort Tver.

“Don’t worry, only by understanding death can you defeat death!” Tver firmly answered her concern.

This allowed Cynthia to safely take Tver through the Hall of Time again and return to the rotunda.

“The Hall of Death is also the most mysterious in the Department of Mysteries. It is different from the Hall of Love, which is forbidden to be studied. Here…”

She nervously pushed open the long-silent door of the Death Hall.

“No silent person has ever researched any results, or in other words, no one can live to research the results!”

This was also a dimly lit room, but it was rectangular in shape and sunken in the middle, forming a huge stone pit twenty feet deep.

The room resembled Tver’s Hogwarts arena, surrounded by stepped stone benches.

And these stone benches continue to extend downward until the protagonist at the bottom——

On a high stone platform, there is an ancient and dilapidated stone arch, and on the arch, there is a strangely windless and automatic tattered curtain.

It was as if something inside was calling Tver.

There is no strong smell of death, or even any elements that look scary, but looking at this black curtain, Tver always feels extremely dangerous.

His intuition told him that if he got close to this curtain, the God of Death would definitely not mind pushing him to the other side of the curtain!

Feeling this bone-shattering killing intent, Tver stood there with a wild and proud smile on his face.

“I caught you…”