Dumbledore gave an order, and there were at least 800 young wizards who were present, starting collectively, waving knives and forks in their hands, bravely attacking the food, screaming and cheering, celebrating every second The joy of the appetite and the long holidays to come.

The little badgers of Hufflepuff College even rushed to the front line to fight with food. The great event of winning the house cup made each of them extremely excited. This excitement turned into appetite, and everyone could eat it three cows.

However, the happy time is always short-lived. The day after the banquet, everyone will be packed and delivered home by the school, which is really packed.

Those little wizards who are procrastinating just opened the buckle of the suitcase and are about to slowly fold up the clothes in the closet and put them in slowly. Hogwarts directly saves them the step of "slowly". With a magic, the closet is empty. Yes, the suitcase is full, the next second the suitcase closes the buckle and flies into the arms of the little wizard, and he wants to take the little wizard back to each house and find each mother—

"well?"

"But doesn't the train leave at nine o'clock tomorrow?"

The little wizard who was being carried around by the suitcase screamed in horror.

Fortunately, Dumbledore discovered this situation in time and stopped them with magic, otherwise Merlin would not know where these poor ghosts were going to fly to a place where dragons don't shit.

He and Professor Flitwick launched an urgent investigation, and found that it was a water leak in Hogwarts that caused some small problems in some castle magic.

At the same time, there was also a malfunction of the magic staircase. Its transformation speed began to accelerate, which made the little wizards miserable. There were even signs of mischief. When someone was using it, it suddenly fell freely. Fortunately, there were no casualties, but it still caused everyone. panic.

Some people suspected that it was possessed by Peeves, but Peeves happily stated that it had nothing to do with him.

Professor Flitwick advised everyone to rest assured: the specific reasons are still being investigated, and we are doing our best to research, but what can be guaranteed is that everyone will be able to study in a healthy Hogwarts when they come back from summer vacation.

I hope this is really a promise, not some good wish. Anna feels a little bad, but these emotions are quickly left behind, because she has more important things, the last volunteer activity of this semester, Deliver meals to the frail elderly in prison.

It was still the familiar door, Anna knocked on the door politely with a small bamboo basket, she knew it was impossible for Grindelwald to open the door (after all, this is still a prison anyway) - she was just giving the old man a little privacy space and respect.

"Hey! Professor Grindelwald, can I come in now?" Even if I can't now, I will come in later.

"Oh, of course," Grindelwald's voice sounded quickly, full of joy, "Come in, Anna, you are my only guest today."

Anna pushed the door unceremoniously and entered, and she saw the same scrawny Grindelwald, but his eyes seemed much brighter.

"Long time no see, Professor Grindelwald," Anna greeted.

"It's been a long time, and a lot of things have happened, right?" Grindelwald winked at Anna, "but now I'm more concerned about what delicious food you brought me?"

Anna put the bamboo basket with the space spell on the only wooden table, and then took things out while announcing the name of the dish, "Chicken in magic sauce, house elf's secret roast duck, steamed black lake fish, grilled Huge squid tentacle, selected eight-legged pork tenderloin, pumpkin porridge and rock cake..."

Anna didn't think about the fact that the elderly are not suitable for heavy oil and meat. She only thought about the delicious food, and she didn't even think about asking Grindelwald if he had gout, whether he could eat aquatic products, and if something went wrong with the food, New York Montgard wouldn't let him see a doctor in time.

Or maybe Grindelwald's image in Anna's heart was so high that she completely ignored that the Dark Lord had retired and became an ordinary old man.

Grindelwald was a little silent looking at the delicious food on the table.

"Last time I said I would bring delicious food," Anna showed eagerly, "How is it? Not bad?"

"Hmm... very good," Grindelwald pointed to the plate of \'Grilled Giant Squid Tentacles\', "Is this supposed to be left by the giant squid that attacked the castle?"

"That's right! Is this what your prophecy predicted? That's really amazing," Anna looked at Grindelwald as if rubbing her hands, her eyes rolled around.

"Then, Professor Grindelwald, please guess which academy won our Academy Cup this year?"

Grindelwald raised his eyebrows, picked up the only normal-looking pumpkin porridge, put it to his mouth and blew.

"This is a little test you gave me?" He took a sip slowly, "I think maybe more than one academy won the Academy Cup, right Anna."

"Slytherin and Hufflepuff."

Really so accurate? !

"Who has been here..." Anna frowned.

"Don't wrong the old man, I am absolutely sincerely repenting here, and the only recent visitor is you, Anna," Grindelwald narrowed his eyes with a smile, looking malicious and hypocritical, "Besides, No one else can get in here, the magic set by your headmaster is not so easy to destroy when he is still alive."

A chill suddenly rose from Anna's back, something was wrong.

Grindelwald's divination is wrong.

He said before that this kind of prophecy is a guess made by the brain after running rapidly based on known information, but is this really the case?

If it is true that no one has come to Nurmengard to provide him with information as he said, then his prophecy should be greatly reduced in the absence of necessary information, but he can still say such accurate results with great confidence, even It is in the case that I still intentionally mislead and give wrong information.

"Why don't you talk?" Grindelwald finished his pumpkin porridge and looked at Anna with a smile.

"Professor Grindelwald, you said that your prophecy is speculation based on known information. You are not a prophet, and no one has been here... Then where did you get your known information? ?” Anna frowned and questioned.

"Oh, you finally found out! I've been waiting for a long time, and someone finally came to ask me this question. Everyone in the past took it for granted that I could predict, and it was only natural that I could get information. There was nothing wrong with it. The dedicated research spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end, oh, of course, it may also be that they dare not—”

Grindelwald is like a child who succeeded in pranking, but he wants to show off his achievements to others and hide it, "So Anna, do you want to listen to the truth?"

"Of course!" Anna certainly wanted to know, "but will you tell me the truth?"

"I can give you a hint, and I guarantee that this hint is completely true, but you have to find the answer yourself," Grindelwald was like a boring retired old man telling riddles to tease his granddaughter at this time.

"Okay, so what's the hint?" Anna shrugged. She didn't expect Grindelwald to tell her the secret directly, but a hint would be nice.

"The reminder is that all the information I got was seen and heard with my own eyes, but I never left this prison."

Then there is something indescribable about co-authoring, making our experience into a series and watching it in front of your old eyes, right? Anna frowned, sometimes she really wanted the Riddler to get out of the earth, but she comforted herself that maybe one day she would figure it out and maybe even get an achievement in the system.

She was silent for a while, "Then I may have to think about it, Professor Grindelwald."

"Little wizards just have to use their brains hard," Grindelwald began to fight with the magic sauce chicken. He blinked in surprise. He didn't expect it to be really delicious. After taking a few bites, he suddenly remembered something Son.

"Speaking of which, do you feel any discomfort recently?"

uncomfortable? Anna thought about it carefully, "Except for being full at the banquet, everything else is quite normal."

"What about sleepwalking?"

"Sleepwalking?" The alarm bell in Anna's head buzzed.

She felt that there was a 100% problem with Grindelwald's question, but she couldn't tell what was wrong, so Anna's answer became a little timid and hesitant, "No, right? How do you talk about this? There are other people living in our dormitory." Well, I didn't hear her say that I have sleepwalking problems..."

Grindelwald shook the chicken leg in his hand, "It's okay, just ask casually, and do a survey on the sleep quality of little wizards in the magic world."

"Research?!" This excuse was too careless.

In the end, Anna couldn't make out that Grindelwald asked why. She returned to school with a bamboo basket full of questions, and then decided to install a monitor in the room to see if she was awake at night when she returned home during the summer vacation. sleepwalking.

...

The steam from the train gathered above the children's heads, the sound of the whistle mixed with the voices of people talking, and the whole platform was noisy.

Hagrid was pulling Charlie to talk about dragons again, Shirley was holding Charlie's hand and listening with a smile on the side, the twins were making trouble beside them, and accidentally knocked over the cage that Percy was carrying, Scabbers helplessly He fell to the ground and let out a painful cry.

"Oops," Percy screamed quickly, pulling Scabbers out of the cage, and frantically filling him with a large bottle of rat-nourishing liquid, nearly doing the good job of choking to death the Lord Dark Lord's most loyal servant. .

Under the hot sun, Anna looked at the cloud that looked like an old man in the Mediterranean in a daze on the top of the mountain in the distance, and her head was always thinking about what happened to Grindelwald's prophecy~lightnovelpub.net~His news Where did you get it from.

Grindelwald's prophecy cannot predict the future that is too far away, and it cannot predict accurate results when there is insufficient information. For example, Grindelwald cannot predict his own death. Anna discovered this when she was testing him before. a little.

But this kind of prophecy seems to be very accurate in predicting what will happen in the near future. He knows what other people will do and what other people will do. In addition, he has heard and seen the news. As if he personally participated in the planning...

Anna stroked her chin.

Personally... Participated in the plan?

Anna thought of something, but couldn't quite think it out, just like the sneeze that was almost born by chance.

"What are you thinking? Muggle-born, are you upset that you are going home soon? Don't be dazed, hurry up and get on the train!"

Belinda interrupted Anna's sneeze roughly, and she tugged at Anna's robes as she led the crowd onto the Hogwarts Express.

"This way!" Fred and George leaned out of the box and waved to Anna. They and Charlie quickly turned in through the window, quickly found their seats, and beckoned others to come over.

After everyone was seated, the flight attendant confirmed that no one would fly out of the window due to acceleration and braking, and no one would sit on a food trolley foolishly and rush from one end of the train to the other... A crisp bell sounded, " Dangdangdangdang..." The express finally started, the sound of cheers pierced through the carriage, and the train was full of relaxed and happy atmosphere.

This is much more lively than the first time the school came by train—after all, this is the first vacation for the new little wizards, and the vacation is of course more exciting than going to school.