I Have a Big Problem with My Hogwarts

Maybe it was Lynn who took Harry from his aunt's house to the Weasleys' house, or maybe Lynn's reputation in Hogwarts was really too high for every little wizard to trust.

In general, Hermione was right, and he was indeed one of Harry's most trusted people.

Since Hermione asked, Lynn naturally took the time to go to Harry alone.

"Christmas is coming soon, and this semester is coming to an end, how are you doing recently, Harry?"

In the student union chairman's office, Lynn lay lazily on the armchair and waved his hand. A plate of exquisite pastries and a cup of black tea appeared on the table in front of him and Harry.

Lynn usually doesn't put on airs of the chairman, unlike Percy, even if he goes to Hogsmeade on weekends, he still wears the armband of the Chairman of the Disciplinary Committee on his sleeve.

Because of this, Harry was not very restrained in front of Lynn.

"Of course it's not bad, but my broom is broken and I can't participate in the team's Quidditch training recently. I don't know what to do for the next game."

"I remember that you are not short of money? At worst, you can buy another flying broom."

"That broom was given to me by Professor McGonagall in first year, and I love it."

Harry said dully.

Lynn looked at him and blinked: "What else? You're not just worrying about a flying broom, are you?"

Hearing Lynn's words, Harry opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but finally he shook his head and said.

"No, just because of this."

"If you have any problems, you can tell me Harry, I may not be able to solve your problems, but at least I can help you look at the problem from a different angle."

Lynn's words seemed to convince Harry, he hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell Lynn the whole story.

"I took a prophecy class this semester, and in the first class, Professor Trelawney made a bad prediction to me."

Harry swallowed, then went on, "She prophesied that I would die. It was a big ghostly dog ​​that wandered around the graveyard, and they all said that it meant my death."

"Professor Trelawney's prophecy?" Lynn curled her lips in disdain, "She does this every year, even when I met her in the castle for the first time, she told me these things about scaring me people's words."

Immediately, Harry was attracted by Lynn's words, he looked at Lynn: "What did she say to you?"

Lynn shrugged: "She said she saw black clouds, black birds and black eyes, and said that I was unknown, and that I was the greatest disaster to this world. At that time, she accidentally broke one of her most beloved teacups .”

"She said you were just unknown?" Harry asked with wide eyes.

"That's right, that's what she said at the beginning. Then, do you feel that the people around me have encountered any suffering? Or has anything unfortunate happened?"

Harry shook his head: "No. But, but I saw that dog with my own eyes, the dog that Professor Trelawney said!"

"It's a big black dog. The first time I saw it was on the cover of a prophecy book in the Lihen Bookstore. The second time I saw it was the last Quidditch match, when I took off on a flying broomstick. At that time, I saw that black dog looking at me from the corner of the auditorium."

It was only then that Lynn figured out what Harry was worried about. He was obviously frightened by his black dog godfather.

"I told Harry, don't be too superstitious about Professor Trelawney's predictions. If she is in a drowsy state, you can still believe what she said, but if it is in class, or if she behaves If she is very sober, her predictions are basically not literal."

"But."

"Actually, I also have some talent in prophecy, and this talent comes from my great-uncle." Lynn interrupted Harry, and said a little confidently.

That doesn't look like a person whose prophecy talent is 0 and can't even add points.

"If you don't mind, I can also make a prophecy to you."

Harry looked at Lynn suspiciously, the slightest belief in him was because almost every little wizard in Hogwarts believed that Lynn was almost omnipotent.

The slightest suspicion is that when he said this sentence, he seemed too casual, and he didn't look like a normal prophecy master playing tricks at all.

"Of course I don't mind."

Lynn looked at Harry pretendingly, and said simply and clearly.

"I don't think the black dog you saw represents something ominous, on the contrary, it may be your good luck."

"good luck?"

"Yes, dogs are the most loyal animals to humans. And in the wizarding world, black dog blood is an excellent way to deal with ghosts, so I think the black dog you saw is probably your good luck .”

Listening to Lynn's prophecy, Harry's situation didn't seem to be getting any better, and he looked at Lynn sullenly.

"Why are your predictions so random?"

Lynn raised his eyebrows: "Why do prophecies have to be mysterious? Is it a good prophecy if you don't say it clearly and let others guess? Of course, if you don't like being so straightforward, I have another version. "

He cleared his throat and spoke.

"Listen well. The disaster subsides, and the survivors will have great luck. The moon face, the big feet, and the prongs are all blessed by you, and the only thing you hate is the tail of the vermin."

The remark finally made Harry look confused, and he looked at Lynn with blank eyes.

He can understand every single word, but he doesn't understand the meaning at all when they are combined.

Lynn didn't intend to give him an answer.

"It's you who want to listen to this version. If you want to know the answer, you can solve it yourself. I won't tell you directly."

Harry just left in a daze.

However, Lynn's latter prophecy still looked like a normal prophecy, and combined with what he had shown before, Harry inexplicably felt that Lynn's prophecy might be more reliable than Professor Trelawney's.

After Harry left, just as Lynn was about to finish his afternoon tea break and start dealing with the work of the student union, an owl suddenly flapped its wings and flew into his office.

The owl looked familiar, and it was the special line that Old John used to contact him.

A thick envelope was thrown onto Lynn's desk, and when it was opened, there were twelve magical contracts.

The content of the contract is all, so-and-so sold the Hogwarts school board seat to Alfred John.

At the end of these contracts was a unilateral statement that Alfred John voluntarily gave all the seats on the school board to Lynn Bellock free of charge.