"Filius, are you --"
When Professor flavy came back, a large number of students came, which surprised spruot and others.
"I've seen Mileva," said flavy, waving his wand and letting the students lie down on the deck one by one. "It's just... Her situation is a little strange. She's gone to the back cabin just in case."
With that, he told everyone about Professor McGonagall's failure to hear the previous howling, and also mentioned McGonagall's active isolation from everyone.
After listening to him, Snape first screwed up his eyebrows and showed some hesitation on his face.
Obviously, like Meg, he was worried that this unknown disaster was mixed with a factor inconsistent with most of the facts.
However, at about the same time point, McGonagall, who had walked alone to the rear compartment of the change, had a new guess because of a coincidence that was not a coincidence.
……
"Click... Click... Click..."
The sound of footsteps echoed in the deserted corridor and became a little obvious.
MEG was walking all the way back to the office she had left before, but on the way, she seemed to think of something. She took a slight detour and passed the professor's rest area.
Because she had known that most professors had been called to the deck by TIA when she met flavie, there was no one in the rest area at this time.
Yes, except Trelawney and bubbaji.
"Benedictine Benedictine."
When she reached a hatch door, she resolutely reached out and knocked.
"Who?"
"Kerry, it's me, McGonagall."
Before the words were heard, the door was opened from the inside - it was opened by Muggle research professor caretti bubagi.
"Professor McGonagall, you're here? Come on in!"
Bubagi quickly turned a little to let MEG into the room, but MEG immediately waved his hand and refused her.
"No, for some personal reasons, I'd better not go in... How's Sybil?"
"Still asleep!"
Although bubagi felt a little strange about McGonagall's refusal, she was not the one who wanted to find out everything. After all, she was not very good at serious magic research. Even if she asked, it was estimated that she didn't ask.
When McGonagall mentioned Trelawney, she subconsciously turned back and looked inside, which was quite worried:
"Professor McGonagall, you know! Sybil has been in bad shape since last time... This time it happened again. I'm worried that she won't hold up."
Speaking of this, she was a little ashamed and said:
"But to be honest, the previous terrible beep... Oh, I almost didn't make it. When I fainted in the dark, I thought I might not wake up."
Yes, when the spiritual attack was launched, because bubagi's willpower was not as strong as other professors, she almost fainted on the spot like the students. However, fortunately, she woke up afterwards and didn't end up in the same situation as most little wizards.
After all, she is still an accumulated adult wizard. Even though she is not good at magic research subjects such as magic incantation, the strength of spiritual will is always stronger than that of ordinary students.
But... As bubagi worried, it was hard to say from Trelawney in the room.
I remember last time, because she had experienced a very special prophecy. The prophecy was clear and large-scale. In fact, it was a little wasted for her.
Originally, with her prophetic blood, her mental strength alone must not be lost to anyone on board. But now, she has consumed too much because of prophecy, but she may not be able to bear the spiritual impact of this time.
Perhaps because of this, bubagi, who already knew something outside, didn't take Trelawney to the deck, because although the latter was still fainting, no one knew whether she would hurt people like those little wizards at any time.
"Kerry," McGonagall thought and then said, "did Sybil say anything in his sleep this time? You know what I mean - is there anything like a prophecy?"
There is no doubt that McGonagall, knowing that he had better not take the initiative to approach others, deliberately came here to ask this question.
Up to now, Trelawney's prediction has high credibility. As a reference, she still hopes to listen to it. Especially... So far, the accident is still in a state of no clue.
Unfortunately, she soon saw bubagi shaking his head.
"No," she said. "Sybil didn't say anything, but... It's always a calm feeling."
However, the moment she said this, the two people at the door suddenly heard a vague whisper in the room. Because it was quiet here, they heard very clearly.
"... goodwill... Wandering on the sea... Goodwill..."
Just such a fragmented dream talk, not even a complete word, let alone a prophecy. When McGonagall and bubagi heard this, they couldn't help looking at each other. They both saw the confusion in each other's eyes.
"It's Sybil... But what does that mean?" bubagi said stunned.
To be honest, if it weren't quiet enough here, even a few words might have been misheard. But even if I heard it all, I already don't know what to say.
MEG thought about bubagi's question for a while and could only shake his head.
"Maybe it's a reminder?" she frowned. "Goodwill"? Does it mean... What assistance is coming? It's Maka? "
Even if you impose thinking, there is a great suspicion of being far fetched. If you think about it for a while, you will find it ridiculous to speculate.
Maybe this is really just an ordinary dream of Trelawney? It's like reading gidrow Lockhart's book and trying to write a profound and exquisite post reading feeling. Looking back will only make people laugh.
"Kerry, you stay here to take care of Sybil... And remember to be as careful as possible. If you can't, go directly to the deck to find them!"
After telling bubagi a few words, MEG finally left alone with more doubts.