Chapter 141

Friday of the fourth week of Deveraux's arrival at Hogwarts.

School cafeteria at noon.

Deveraux leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest.

He was eating with Adrian and the Gryffindor trio.

Luna went to eat with her father.

Now their fourth week of classes has been completely completed.

This week was very peaceful.

Deveraux did not experience anything strange.

Even though he seemed to have a threat in the library before.

His [Hunter] entry was sensed.

But Deveraux did not find anything.

No specific threat was found.

Instead, he found a good book.

"The Secret of Advanced Ritual Black Magic"

Oh my God!

Deveraux almost thought he had come across the book about Horcruxes.

Unexpectedly, it was about ritual magic.

But the content inside is still very interesting.

In addition to doing some chores this week.

He was reading this book.

He learned a lot of interesting ritual black magic.

As for Hagrid and the dragon.

Hagrid said that the dragon will hatch tomorrow.

Deveraux planned to go and see what good entries the dragon could bring him.

It would be even better if he could solve the problem of his weak physical ability.

Ron's brother Charlie replied that he could come to pick up the dragon.

But he had to wait for three weeks.

It was almost Halloween before he could come to pick it up.

Deveraux had to work as a repairman for the Extending Spell for a while longer.

Then it was about entries.

Purple entries.

The only thing worth mentioning about Deveraux was that he loaded Dumbledore's [Linguist] entry.

This entry was very practical.

In an instant, Deveraux learned almost half of the languages ​​of Europe, and also learned humanoid prophecies such as Merman and Troll.

Well, of course Deveraux still felt that Troll didn't need to be learned.

Just wow wow wow wow ah ah ah ah.

Oh, that's right.

Deveraux also loaded Professor Trelawney's [Alcoholism] entry.

Of course, this was not because Deverro was drinking too much.

Rather, it was to test what the effect would be if this low-level entry was upgraded to a high-level one.

So Deverro upgraded it from a green entry directly to a purple one.

So Deverro had a purple entry... [Barrel]!!

The description above said that Deverro could drink a barrel of tequila without getting drunk.

He was speechless.

And this week, Deverro had a total of two gold entries.

One was Professor Trelawney's [Prophet·Incomplete Second Sight] entry.

The other was [Herb Genius], which he upgraded with the accumulation of purple entries.

Why upgrade [Herb Genius].

Mainly to test the effect after the experience-based entry was upgraded.

The result was quite good.

Not only did he not forget Professor Sprawney's experience.

And he had a new epiphany about the content.

Even Deverro had an idea the moment the entry was upgraded.

That was to cultivate new Sirius grass again.

The properties of Sirius grass could be changed again.

So that it becomes more suitable for storage.

At present, Snape and Deveraux's storage experiments on wolfsbane potion have all ended in failure.

Then this way can be tried.

So on Wednesday, they began to cultivate new plants in Professor Sprawni's greenhouse.

On the other hand, Deveraux almost did not hesitate and decisively used the entry upgrade card to upgrade [Prophet·Incomplete Second Vision] to a red entry.

When the familiar light flashed, the information in his mind suddenly changed, and the red entry description jumped into his eyes.

[Prophet·Second Vision (Red): You are born with the ability to predict the future, extremely high inspiration! Able to know the future! ]

However, at the moment of the entry upgrade, a strong chill surged from the depths of the soul.

Deveraux's vision suddenly blurred, and then a series of blurred and chilling pictures rushed into his mind.

Bloody scene.

Corpses piled up.

Blood all over the ground.

The picture flashed in three different places.

In the hall of Hogwarts Castle, the full moon rises, and the broken walls are covered with wild beasts' scratches and blood.

In St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries, the beds are overturned, the air is filled with painful wails, and a black shadow extends down from the roof.

On the streets of Diagon Alley, shops are burning, and the fallen figures are engulfed by flames. There are constant tapping sounds in the distant fog!

These scenes are like a heavy hammer, hitting Devereux's heart.

He knows that as a prophet, the pictures in his mind often become reality in some way.

But these scenes are so tragic, yet so vague, that he has no idea where to start.

What's worse, this ability is not always available.

According to his perception, he made three predictions in a row at that moment, and the second vision needs a month of cooling time, which means that he can't immediately explore more details.

"I'm really convinced! What on earth could have caused all this?"

After Deveraud calmed down, he immediately took out parchment and a quill pen and wrote down every detail he could remember from the scene - the appearance of the scene, possible time clues, and every bloody detail.

He recalled it over and over again, fearing that he would miss any possible clues.

But whatever.

He couldn't confirm when this would happen.

After recording, he fell into deeper thinking.

"Should I tell Dumbledore this prophecy?"

This is the biggest problem he faces.

Voldemort's destruction was closely related to the prophecy conveyed by Snape - the prophecy about the "boy born in July", which ultimately promoted Voldemort's fate and led to the change of Harry Potter's life.

"If I tell Dumbledore this prophecy, will it also trigger a chain reaction? What role will I play in this prophecy?"

Devereaux couldn't be sure.

He has been struggling with this problem for a week.

He was going to participate in Professor Flitwick's dueling tournament over the weekend.

I feel like I have a lot of worries.

At this time, Adrian suddenly waved a copy of the Daily Prophet and shouted in shock:

"Oh my God! I heard that there was a shooting in Finland and more than a dozen people died!"

His voice attracted everyone at the table.

Harry and Ron immediately stopped holding the knives in their hands and turned to look at Adrian. Even Hermione put down her book and looked up to pay attention.

Devereux was still leaning lazily on the chair, closing his eyes and concentrating, as if he was not interested in this, but his ears were slightly perked.

"What's a gun?"

Ron frowned, completely confused.

Adrian was about to explain, but he was choked and couldn't find a suitable explanation for a while.

"It can be understood as a Muggle metal wand."

Harry explained from the side.

"Although it can't fire spells, it is indeed very dangerous."

"Muggle stuff?"

Ron was even more confused.

"Then why did the Daily Prophet report this?"

Adrian's expression straightened and he lowered his voice.

"Here comes the important point! In fact, the situation in Eastern Europe has not been peaceful recently, and shootings are not uncommon. But the problem is that this time the police found at least two thousand gold Galleons at the scene! So much wizarding currency appeared at Muggle crime scenes!"

"What?"

Hermione's expression suddenly turned serious.

"and,"

Adrian continued.

"Those who were shot to death were basically wizards!"

This sentence was like a stone dropped into a calm lake, causing an uproar immediately.

Ron, Harry, and Hermione were all stunned and their eyes widened.

Devereaux's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, with a trace of alertness in his eyes.

"The wizard was shot to death?"

Hermione was clearly in disbelief.

"Don't they know how to cast spells to protect themselves?"

"This is the weirdest part!"

Adrian nodded.

"The newspaper said that no traces of spells were found at the scene. The wizards did not resist at all before they were killed."

"How is that possible!"

Hermione exclaimed.

Adrian's tone was deeper, with a bit of weirdness in his voice.

"What's even more terrifying... one of them was actually beaten to death by Jin Gallon."

"Beat to death with gold coins?"

Ron's eyes widened with a look of astonishment on his face, and then he grinned.

"It seems pretty good if I can be beaten to death with money."

"Stop joking!"

Adrian rolled his eyes, obviously speechless at Ron's sense of humor.

He pursed his lips and his tone became a little more serious.

"The newspaper didn't write too much detail. It just mentioned that someone was beaten to death with a blunt instrument, but those gold galleons... don't you think it's very suspicious?"

The atmosphere at the table suddenly became tense. Several people looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Devero digested the information silently, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest of his chair.

A strange feeling arose in his heart, which reminded him of the prophecy in his mind.

But in the end he shook his head and whispered to himself.

"What happened in Finland...is too far away from us. This kind of thing shouldn't happen in the UK, right?"

(Fourth update!)

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