Librarian at Hogwarts

Ignat followed the voice and turned around immediately, almost as a reflex.

In front of him was a woman wearing a silver gauze. Her face was also covered by the gauze, with only two eyes exposed.

It's rare to see such a dress among wizards.Especially after the trend comes in, wizards will dress up in extra bright colors.

This simple dress with silver or gray top and bottom may really date back to centuries ago.

"Ma'am, may I ask who you are?"

Igno asked politely.

He knew that the woman in front of him might be the woman who had tampered with the time travel.

That proves that the woman in front of her definitely has extraordinary abilities.

"Cassandra Trelawney."

Cassandra said her name.

"Cassandra Trelawney?"

Ignat repeated.

Then he confirmed again and again with a hint of doubt.

"Sorry, I think I heard you correctly... Cassandra Trelawney... Trelawney? The Trelawney who was known as the 'true prophet' in the last century!?"

Cassandra was clearly unfazed by Igno's surprise.

She was still as calm as an ancient well.

"Yes, Mr. Igno."

"I'm glad that you can remember some things about me. I think it will save me a lot of time to explain. After all, the time I can buy to see you is not very generous."

Ignat felt a little nervous.

He didn't know why this 'real prophet' wanted to see him.

In fact, Cassandra Trelawney was very famous during the last wizarding century.Her family was not a pure-blood wizarding family, they had been married to Muggles.

But there is a prophetic legacy in their family.

As for Cassandra Trelawney, it is said that she has an inner eye, and the prophecies she speaks have never failed.

"The unrest is about to begin, Mr. Igno."

Cassandra didn't say any nonsense, and even when Ignat was about to ask a few more questions, she bluntly stopped Ignat's questions.

"It starts with you opening the sacred astrological disk of the centaurs that is sealed underground."

"This marks that the gears of destiny are truly moving towards darkness and turmoil from this moment on. No one can stop it until death comes."

"So, are you here to stop all this?" Igno finally found a gap and took the opportunity to ask.

"No." Cassandra shook her head, her silver gauze swaying gently as her head swayed.

"I can't stop this. Even if I stop you, it will just enter another trajectory of destiny. The final trajectory will still return to the original trajectory - the arrival of death."

"Oh...that's a shame."

Ignat spread his hands.

Igno never believed in nonsense about fate or prophecy.

However, standing opposite was the legendary figure, the 'true prophet' Cassandra.

Even because of his seniority, Ignat had to be patient and listen to her for a few words.

"Mr. Igno, I also want to tell you a story, a story about the sacred objects of the centaurs."

Cassandra looked at Igno and continued.

"The astrological chart was sealed by my ancestors."

Cassandra said this very casually.

But it made Ignat feel shocked.

Centuries ago, wizards and magical animals didn't get along so happily, and of course, it's not necessarily so happily now either.

However, wizards are now more powerful and have many ways to deal with magical animals.

The living space of many magical animals has been compressed again and again.

Like the centaurs, this race is proficient in astronomy, astrology and healing.

A few centuries ago, it could be said to be very prosperous.They can be seen in almost all forests around the world.

But now, they can only hide in a few places where no one wants to set foot.

"Before the astrological disk was sealed, it caused a big war."

"The battle between wizards and magical creatures."

"The wizards sacrificed a lot to finally seal the astrological disk."

"And our clan is the guardian of the astrological chart."

"Guaranteed it will never be thought of again and see the light of day again."

Cassandra seemed to have experienced it herself. When she talked about this history that was unknown how many years ago, her eyes kept flickering, and there seemed to be some light and shadow passing quickly inside.

Ignat knew a little about the struggle between wizards and magical creatures that Cassandra was talking about.

But it's just a one-sided part of the history of magic.

There is no specific description, no historical documents to refer to.

It was just a few words.

The wizard once had a fierce battle with the magical creatures, but this battle did not last long. Soon, a kind of peace was reached between the wizard and the magical creatures.

The shorter the text, the better it can hide things.

Igno suddenly remembered a question he had asked his history of magic professor when he was still studying in school.

"Why are house elves so powerful, yet they are willing to take orders from wizards, even at the expense of their lives?"

The answer given by the professor of the History of Magic at that time was: House elves are products created by wizards, so they are completely obedient to wizards.

Of course, in fact, Ignat didn't quite believe what the History of Magic Professor said.

He believed more in the records in a history of magic book he saw at home, although the records were not so detailed and were more like speculation.

The wizard used some kind of means, which should be a powerful control magic, to forcibly control this kind of magical creatures, so that they had to obey the wizard's orders.

The reason why this kind of control magic is said to be powerful is that it puts a magical mark on the entire race.

In Igno's view, this cannot be said to be powerful at all, but can be said to be unbelievable and terrifying.

"Mrs. Cassandra, you said that you are responsible for ensuring that this astrological chart will not reappear. But you also said that you will not stop me...Isn't this contradictory?"

Igno didn't understand Cassandra's words.

Cassandra said calmly: "Preventing it won't work."

"Anyone who tries to stop his destiny will always be stuck in it."

"And even if I stop you, it will only give you two to three more years of peace."

"I think this is all I can tell you, Mr. Igno."

"By the way, I have one last sentence that I want to give you. I hope this sentence can help you at this critical moment."

"Beware of death, Mr. Igno."