When they heard an obviously abnormal noise from Trelawney's cabin, others might go in immediately, but Snape wouldn't.
Because after a series of incidents, he finally put down his obsession, many things are no longer important in his view.
Now he only cares about himself and his sister who meets by chance. In addition, what he can treat with snacks is probably only Maka, who has made a great change in his life.
As for Sibyl Trelawney, the divination Professor... To tell you the truth, Snape not only didn't like this nagging witch, but also was very bored.
It was very kind of him to report to McGonagall immediately after he found something abnormal in her room, and most of them were due to his duty.
However, although Snape was annoyed with the woman who liked to say that people had "disaster", he also understood that Trelawney was indeed one of the only true prophets in the modern magic world.
When he got to MEG standing at the door again and glanced into the cabin, he was as calm as he could not help narrowing his eyes and taking a slow deep breath.
"I didn't hear her just now, only a 'click click' sound like phlegm in her throat... Professor McGonagall, did she say anything after you came here?"
When Snape asked, MEG shook his head gently.
"No," she whispered, staring at the scene in the room. "There was no sound when I came. When I opened the door, I saw Sybil lying on the ground like this."
As Meg said, Trelawney in the room was lying motionless on the floor with her head towards the door, her eyes staring round. And in the corners of her eyes, under her nose, near the roots of her ears and around her lips, there were faint scarlet blood.
At first glance, it seems like a terrible look of death.
But when Snape and spruot, who had just squeezed in from behind, looked carefully, they said almost at the same time:
"Still alive!"
As soon as the words were said, sprott rushed into the cabin first, bent down to help Trelawney up and check her condition.
But at the moment when she had just bent down, Trelawney, who had just been lying on her back on the floor motionless as if she were dead, suddenly put out her pale hand and firmly grasped spraot's wrist.
Then, the strange voice that overlapped like the voices of men and women burst out in Trelawney's throat with a ferocious face.
"... the eternal time has formed a circle, and the evil of nothingness has turned into reality. Chaos has returned to the world... When chaos opens the door of disaster, the material will be eroded, the rules will be reordered, and the fate will fall apart..."
Under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, Trelawney's eyes were hazy and roared out the prophecy. When she finished, she recovered her mind for the first time in her life in the process of telling a real prophecy.
When Trelawney saw the white clouds in her eyes suddenly disappear, and a pair of eyes became clear again, then she pulled spraot's arm with great difficulty and screamed:
"Don't go back! Don't go back... At least... You can live longer..."
After that, she could no longer support her extremely tired spirit and fainted on the spot. And her originally flaxen fluffy long hair also fainted a little white in just a few seconds.
"Pomona, Sybil, how... Is she?"
The real prophecy will shock people, and the terrible prophecy like that just now will make people's breathing stagnant.
After a long, involuntary pause, MEG asked.
When she asked, Spratt quickly looked down and examined it carefully, and then easily carried the thin Trelawney to the bed.
"Very serious overdraft, need to replenish physical and mental strength as soon as possible... Professor Snape?"
"Well, I'll go back to my room and get the potion."
Snape, who was always standing at the door, heard it without delay. After nodding, he turned and walked quickly to his room.
The remaining three looked at each other and saw dignified expressions on their faces.
"What?" shrieked the little flavie, looking back and forth at the two women. "Anyway... Tell Marca Professor Trelawney's prediction first? He is the one who needs to know it most."
"Then I'll come and go!"
Spraot said, leaving the cabin in a hurry and running away.
After a while, when Snape brought the potion and poured it into the unconscious Trelawney, and Spratt also sent a secret letter to Maka, the four people were completely silent.
It is not easy to correctly interpret the prophecy, but everyone can understand the last sentence Trelawney said with her own will.
It's not just "can't go back", even if we continue to sail today, it's just "can live longer".
This prophecy is almost telling them frankly that death is not far away.
After a long silence, MEG finally spoke for the first time and said in a slightly hoarse voice:
"Can I get rid of you for one thing? In my personal name..."
"No."
It was Snape who refused cleanly without even finishing listening.
"I'll go home at once and take TIA away."
His mouth, leaning against the door frame, said so simply and resolutely, but his feet did not move. Obviously, even if there was only a little, he would worry about the mood of the others present.
After hearing what Snape said, MEG and others all nodded slightly after all.
"I can understand your concern," McGonagall nodded. "You go... But if you don't know where to go, you might as well take her back to the ship. I think it's safer here than anywhere else."
Snape remained silent at the door for a few seconds, then finally nodded.
"I see."
As soon as the words were heard, he had thrown his black cloak behind him and turned to the stairs leading to the deck.
When flavie and spraot saw this, they motioned to McGonagall:
"Come on! If there's anything we can help, we'll help."
Meglio looked back and forth gratefully and paused a little.
"I want to go back to Hogwarts," she said seriously and firmly. "That's the treasure entrusted to me by albus. I can't live up to his trust... Absolutely not!"