Chapter 149： A prophecy that spans 0 years

In the corner of the dungeon, a middle-aged witch with a gray look was lying on the ground, her eyes were closed, and her face showed a strange pearl white color.

Grindelwald squatted on the ground and sighed: "Look, this poor woman, the prophet, can live to be more than two hundred years old, but she may only have half her life because of this accident."

Dumbledore squatted down with a heavy face, he checked it, and said in a deep voice, "When did it start?"

Grindelwald said casually: "That's how I found out - please, don't look at me like that - well I admit, I wanted to catch her and make some prophecies or something, but I saved it too. Isn't it her life?"

"There is no credible part of your words."

"But my actions can prove that, Albus, your news comes from such a wide range, you should know that all the people who have infiltrated the Ministry of Magic of various countries have been recalled." Grindelwald raised the corner of his mouth.

"And then another war?" said Dumbledore, distrusting the other at all.

"No, I'll take a softer approach, like—" Grindelwald said slowly, "a brand new school of magic? I've had enough of Hogwarts, Beauxbatons, etc. already."

Dumbledore stood up straight: "Don't try to train a group of radical careerists."

Grindelwald smiled provocatively: "I heard that old Dippet wants you to be the next headmaster of Hogwarts? Is he confused?"

He poked at Dumbledore's fuchsia velvet goose suit: "My dear friend, your ability to buy people's hearts is as bad as your dressing sense, we've already proven that, haven't we?"

"That was in the past, including—good friends." Dumbledore opened the other's hand and said coldly.

The two old men were quite arguing when they were young, but Grindelwald has a saying that Dumbledore is really not that good at deceiving people... Sean thought to himself.

However, at this point in time, Grindelwald has proposed a plan to build a school, that is to say, the turning point on the original timeline started from here?

He glanced at the old Dumbledore beside him. The old man had a look of emotion on his face. I wonder if it was an illusion. Sean felt that he also saw a hint of joy in the other's eyes.

"Professor, I think your suit is beautiful." Sean whispered.

Dumbledore smiled and said nothing.

Just as the young Dumbledore and Grindelwald were arguing (which Sean felt more like a bickering), the comatose Lady Cassandra Wabraski sat up staggeringly.

The quarrel was interrupted at once, and the two of them looked at Vablaski in unison.

Vabraski raised her head absentmindedly, she entered a trance state, her voice ethereal like a cloud in the sky.

"I see, I see blood and fire, the world is going to suffer more than ever before—"

"On the parchment with history written on it, the flames spread from the past and rose again--"

There was a sound of "ho, ho" in Vabraski's throat, her white eyes were covered with bloodshots, and the bright red blood from her nostrils snaked down like a small snake.

There was more pain in her voice.

"The prophets fell one by one, the saints born of the dark children fought with the queen of the island all their lives, the giants stood up and hibernated, and the smoke filled the earth-"

"Stupid and pointless strife provokes unknown beings, ancient characters **** the world, guilt is born out of darkness—"

"After raging with arrogance with anger, he will sink into prison, and he will sleep for a thousand years..."

Wabraski's body began to tremble, not only her nostrils, but her eyes, mouth, ears, and scarlet blood spread down.

"Ho! Ho!" She gasped hard and violently.

"When the thousand years are over, the guilt will be released from the prison, He incarnates, the seven guilts are headed by arrogance, they grow, they wake up, they perish - the old age burns away, the new age is used for decoration The blood of thousands of people—"

"If the blood is to be wiped away, the old times will have to bear harsh punishments, and the guilt will become a virtue—"

"Those awakened ancients offer their souls, those old rotten ones give their blood, 'Pride' will forgive the sins of the world, and humbly and mercifully embrace those evil deeds—"

Vabraski's voice became more and more painful, and she almost screamed the last words: "But, you can't do it! You can't do it! Everyone will die!"

Then, she fainted again.

Young Grindelwald finally stopped smiling like that, he slowly raised his head: "Albus..."

At this time, all the scenes were blurred, and Sean flew in the darkness again, and then landed firmly on the ground of the office.

He swallowed hard, then stared at Dumbledore beside him with a stiff head.

Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for him to digest all this, and he sat back in his original position, watching Sean quietly.

"Professor, I-I don't understand..." Sean finally said in a somber voice, "What is that prophecy talking about?"

Dumbledore said softly, "Sean, you're a smart kid, I thought you could understand."

"I..." Sean didn't know what to say.

Of course he understood - this kind of prophecy seems vague, but the crux of the whole prophecy can be associated with the special attitudes of Dumbledore and Grindelwald...

Dumbledore seemed to be speaking gently about his life experience to his beloved younger generation, his voice was kind and peaceful.

"Then let me explain the cause and effect to you."

"I think, have you always had a doubt, those ancient magics, those runes, why are there fewer and fewer wizards using them now?"

"It's not just the replacement of the curse, but the ancient things have experienced a generational..."

"In Vablaski's prophecy she mentions the calamity in history - when the ancient wizards were powerful but willful, they always fought each other tirelessly, during that time , whether it's wizards or Muggles, the whole world is immersed in war."

"Perhaps an unknown ritual, maybe the will of the world? The cataclysm known as 'Guilty' was born, when the whole world was engulfed in fear and wizards either killed each other or were crushed by 'Guilty' ...Wizards are treated as some kind of 'vermin'..."

"I heard a sentence in the Muggle world, and I think it makes sense," Dumbledore laughed self-deprecatingly, "The only lesson humans can learn from history is that humans never learn from history. ."

"Now, a thousand years after that period of history, 'guilt' has been released again."

Dumbledore's pale blue eyes were quiet and deep, and he looked at Sean calmly.

"Sean, you are the leader of the seven deadly sins, 'Pride', who brought disaster to the world - 'Pride'."