"Siris knows this prophecy, so it's best for Harry to ask him himself." Felix said, shrugging, "That prophecy is not complicated and has clear directions. I think the reason why Sirius doesn't say it is because he doesn't want to put too much pressure on Harry - the prophecy is not necessarily true, but it means huge pressure to the parties involved."

Hermione bit her lip and nodded slightly.

Then her expression became very entangled, and she said hesitantly: "Actually there is one more thing... Harry's mood seemed very low, he told us, um..." She seemed to be thinking about the wording, "You know Professor Snape was a Death Eater, just like the story said, "Is it true that I am lost..."

“…Harry got it.”

Felix raised his eyebrows: "Miss Granger, say it more in detail."

"That's right," said Hermione. "In the last magic history exam, Harry's scar suddenly hurts, which means he received the message from the mysterious man again, and then we..." She told the story of what happened that day, "Then Harry seemed very wrong. Ron and I asked him for two days before he told us... Voldemort chased Harry's family because of a prophecy, and the one who revealed this prophecy was Snape."

Felix listened with a serious expression and nodded, "Is there any more? Just these?"

"It's just these." Hermione said, wondering in her heart. Isn't this enough? When Harry told her, she could fully understand the complicated mood in Harry's heart. Felix touched his chin, at least Harry's recent emotional changes found the reason.

"As bystanders, no matter what we say, it doesn't hurt or itchy, and it's hard to understand the mood of the parties involved. So let them let them go, as friends, all they can do is not touch this painful memory. Of course, proper guidance is still necessary, Miss Granger, at this time you may need good news, before the examiners of the Wizards Examination Administration left, I secretly looked at the fifth and seventh grade papers."

"If you want to know your ancient magic text O.W.L score—"

Hermione nodded quickly, and Felix smiled, "Of course it's excellent, you three are all."

In a blink of an eye, it was the day when the Hogwarts students left school.

Felix stood on the balcony of the office, looking at the students dragging bags and walking out of the castle enthusiastically, preparing to have a pleasant vacation. "Time flies so fast, and I have two months to study, emotions, souls, and memories, what wonderful connections are there between them?"

At the entrance of the cast iron gate of the school, Harry looked over the wild boar with wings at the tops of stone pillars on both sides of the gate, and went up the stone steps, staring at the towering castle standing high, as if he wanted to carve it in his heart.

Hermione's words didn't have much comforting effect, because that wasn't the point of the problem at all.

Harry thought of the legend of the three brothers, an invisible cloak that can avoid death... The thing is now lying quietly in the suitcase, but can it show its power and help him this time?

Maybe not, he thought.

Because he is like the third brother in a fairy tale, he is ready to take off his invisible clothes to welcome the god of death.

But no matter what, he had a little extra time, even though Harry hadn't figured out how to use it yet... Yes, Harry thought that he should really think about it carefully. He walked towards the carriage and welcomed his holiday.

...

Meanwhile, Diagon Alley-

A thin old man staggered into the sword castle. He seemed to be lacking in exercise and would stop and rest for a few steps.

"Is there anything that can help you, old gentleman?" asked the young witch with a few freckles on her face.

"I found out that you seem to be able to solve the casting problem of squins? I happened to be troubled by this." The old man said hoarsely, but his blue eyes were particularly bright.

"Of course!" said the young witch enthusiastically: "Please register here. You are very lucky. This technology is very mature. It will be announced on a date. There will be a fee at that time. If it is popular, you may have to queue up!"

"I'm not worried about the cost," the old man grinned, his teeth almost fell out. "But I'm really in a hurry... I'm going to apply for a position. If I don't have some skills, I'll be very embarrassed."
Chapter completed!