NABC Chapter 65 Strange Prophecy
Chapter 65 Strange Prophecy
Chapter 65 Strange Prophecy
Before Ryan enrolled, the library was very quiet at night.
After Ryan enrolls, wild Ravenclaws will randomly spawn in the library at night.
"Cho Chang, you're out for a night stroll too?" Ryan saw a figure reflected in the corner of the library; it was Cho Chang, a Ravenclaw student.
"Senior Ryan, I didn't expect to run into you here." Qiu Zhang walked out of the corner in a generous manner: "I just heard footsteps, and they didn't sound like Filch, so I thought it must be Ravenclaw."
"Looking for books at night? Need my help?" Ryan said. "I'm quite familiar with the library's books."
"Thank you very much, Senior Ryan. I hope to find either the 'Advanced Potion Making Manual' or the 'Powerful Potions'."
"The 'Powerful Potions' is in the restricted section, so I don't really recommend you take it. However, the 'Advanced Potion Making Manual' is on the fourth shelf in the third row of the potion section. It's the ninth book from the right on the first shelf." Ryan immediately recalled this book, which he had read many times in the past.
"Thank you," Qiu Zhang said, then went to get the book.
Ryan went straight to the spell section and found "The Secrets of Magical Paintings," "How to Make Magical Paintings," and "Mind Magic."
Books that might come in handy later.
Before leaving, he made a point of opening Mrs. Pince's register and writing: Lane Welsh, borrowing the following books...:
"I'm such a good student!" he said, putting down his quill.
The next day, the House of Requirement.
A huge parchment was spread out on the ground. On the parchment were the deconstruction diagrams of five different styles of devices and all the magic that could be used. Below the parchment, there were also multi-stage flowcharts and detailed explanations of workshop construction.
The multi-stage flowchart not only includes these five different types of devices, but also depicts a large soaking pool for soaking secondary components.
At the same time, different workshops and temperature and humidity conditions for each type of workshop were defined.
Finally, a coherent production line runs through every step of the process.
"That's roughly the idea. The four main component production units, and the last one—the metallurgical unit that melts all the components together—are sufficient for now."
Ryan threw down his quill and stretched his stiff muscles.
Although it was just a theoretical diagram, he believed that after one or two failures, he would be able to successfully forge these devices.
"Factory assembly lines must be based on technologies that can be widely adopted; overly advanced technologies will not be adopted by factory assembly lines." He believes this is normal because products that can be widely adopted and mass-produced represent the median level of a society's technological level.
He had underestimated the speed of magic.
He actually managed to create an assembly line for producing a magical communicator, despite his alchemical skills being those of a beginner!
Other students in the alchemy class: You're a beginner? Then what are we? We've been together for seven years, how come you're so outstanding?
Hogwarts Alchemy Professor: You may indeed be a beginner, but your own alchemical techniques and style are almost fully formed!!! Why?! It took me so many years to develop my own alchemical style! Did the headmaster personally teach me?
Dumbledore: Let me clarify something. I never taught him alchemy; at most, I gave him pointers. However, the Transfiguration notebook he took from the library in his third year was indeed mine.
Ryan, who was completely unaware of the resources he had poured into alchemy, glanced at the time. It was already 7:59, and the daily intelligence update would be coming in the next minute.
Time's up.
A picture immediately appeared in his mind:
Inside the dark, damp cave, water dripped from the tips of stalactites. The puddles on the ground were devoid of any plankton, lifeless and utterly still. Furthermore, there was no moss or other moss present! The cave entrance was also pitch black.
The purest blackness is like sailing on the sea and suddenly glimpsing a bottomless abyss.
In this environment where water resources are plentiful, it was strangely lifeless, without the slightest sign of life, and even I felt a sense of oppression looking at it. Ryan was puzzled, and he continued to read the text explanation that appeared.
To his surprise, the written explanation this time was exceptionally short, consisting of only one sentence.
If it exists, then it exists. If it doesn't exist, then it doesn't exist.
"Huh? No! What does this mean? Why isn't there even a time and address this time?" Ryan was confused.
At this moment, he desperately wished there was a forum for transmigrators where he could post a question: "Experts, I'm a newbie seeking advice. My cheat ability has suddenly turned into a riddle! What should I do?"
Of course, if such a forum really existed, I definitely wouldn't get a proper answer...::. Ryan rolled his eyes.
Forums are completely useless in providing knowledge!
He smiled and then fell into thought again.
This intelligence is anything but ordinary, because from both a magical and a scientific perspective, it is impossible for such a lifeless place to exist under natural conditions.
Even if you were victimized by a "little boy," it shouldn't have come to this!
This assessment comes from the heart, and Ryan believes that the people he knows who recruited also think this way.
Let's leave aside for now what the people we know think about the recruitment process.
But this was the first time Ryan had ever seen such a strange prophecy. In the past, when unfamiliar images were given, the location and time would be provided.
This time there was nothing at all, and there was only a six-word explanation!
"What does this mean?!"
"Since Professor Sybil can actually make real prophecies, does that mean her classes are actually useful?"
He didn't attend the daily intelligence sessions, partly because he was responsible for daily intelligence, and partly because Professor Sybil had been avoiding him ever since he made a name for himself as a prophet.
But this situation baffled him, and in the end, he had no choice but to use the method of interpreting prophecies that he had seen in his divination textbook.
This was a method he had seen in Penelope's school textbook.
Based on the various scenarios that appeared in the prophecy and the symbolic meanings in the book, Lane compared the images that might be related.
"Black...unfortunate..."
"An empty cave: a predicament."
"Dead silence and nothingness...ignorance?"
"And the feeling of suppression corresponds to a spider web?"
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He connected them all, linking them together in his own way: "Misfortune, predicament, ignorance, the net."
He savored each word, finding them increasingly familiar, when suddenly a thought struck him, and a sentence slipped out:
"I didn't realize that spider webs bring misfortune and hardship to students!"
That beaver!
I've already arrived at Hogwarts!
Does this mean the Hogwarts paper needs to be plagiarized?
Ryan was so angry at this interpretation that he laughed. No matter what the intelligence was supposed to mean, it could never be like this.
"If this information really means that, I'd rather jump off the eighth-floor principal's office and be cursed to death than look at any more information!"