HP: Hogwarts Snake

Chapter 411 Future

After being here for so long, Della finally witnessed the magical wisdom of the East up close.

In order to replace the eyes with the least harm to both of them, Tang Xueji used various materials to draw a magic circle that Della had never seen before.

It was roughly circular, but unlike theirs which was filled with runes, this one was filled with broken lines of different lengths that Della didn't recognize.

It’s a completely different system from the West.

Della looked at the magic circle drawn by Tang Xueji that looked like a work of art, and suddenly realized a problem. Are the wizards here really using magic?

Only Zhou Yushi uses a magic wand here, and the only stick-like objects in the hands of others are chopsticks.

When Tang Xueji finished drawing the prototype with great effort and took a short break, Della expressed this question to her.

"It shouldn't be much different," Tang Xueji said. He hadn't learned the magic Della was familiar with, so he could only guess. "From my understanding, the wands most of you need are auxiliary tools, which means that the energy there is just as difficult to control as ours."

She paused and continued, "We also have many kinds of auxiliary tools, but they are just different in shape. We mostly have small round ones, so they are not so easy to find."

Is the shape different?

Della pressed the wand in her wand bag and suddenly realized a problem.

Yes, why do we have to use a magic wand as an auxiliary tool?

Auxiliary tools that are easier to hide will have higher practical value.

Having experience in making basilisk bone wands, she became more creative and planned to make something interesting when she had the chance.

It seems like I haven't touched alchemy for a long time.

Della missed this activity that could completely indulge her aesthetic taste.

"It will take a while to prepare everything," Tang Xueji frowned after counting the materials, and gestured to Della to sit outside with her first, "How about I give you the future first?"

"I have no objection." Della nodded, followed Tang Xueji, lifted the curtain and walked out. They sat at the wooden round table, and Tang Xueji made tea for her.

Tang Xueji let go of Powang, her gray pupils expanding and contracting twice. She asked Della, "How many enemies do you plan to face when you return?"

First of all, it's a question that hits the heart.

Della was silent, and finally faced the question of whether Maggie was an enemy or a friend.

Before she considered her options, one thing was certain—Maggie would never consider her an enemy.

And when she thought of this first, Della realized that she couldn't be completely cruel to Maggie.

There is no doubt that they are the only ones in the world who can understand each other. The events that separate them now may even make them understand each other better.

"One." Della gave her answer.

"And the one you can't do yourself has his own judge," Tang Xueji said softly, her voice more erratic than usual. "But you must be careful not to interfere with the chosen judge."

Harry.

Della's eyelids rose, and she immediately thought of this savior, surprised that he might actually have a fate consistent with this name.

In Della's opinion, even though Harry had once survived Voldemort like a legend, he was still far from it.

Will Voldemort exist for a long time, and will Harry also live for a long time, until Harry has power that exceeds Dumbledore?

Della thought this was the most reasonable possibility.

"You still need to understand one thing, something very important." Tang Xueji dipped her fingers in tea and began drawing on the table. Vertical lines, circles, triangles, a water-made Wu Cui Party symbol appeared on the table. "Do you know what this is?"

"The symbol of the Witch Party," Della recalled the wall of Durmstrang and looked at Tang Xueji in surprise. "You didn't know this? But you drew it."

At the end of her words, Della's tone no longer contained any doubt, and she only reminded herself that 'Tang Xueji is indeed a very capable prophet'.

"If you don't understand the specific meaning, then you must find out," Tang Xueji emphasized the word "find out" and continued, "In this symbol, the triangle represents something you've already touched, the circle represents your family heirloom, but I advise you not to touch it, and the vertical line represents something you should approach."

"Close?" Della thought the word was very interesting. "Why not just say own? Can't I own it?"

"You can have everything," Tang Xueji said calmly, "and it all depends on your consideration."

"Hmm... I see." Della lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, "Any other information?"

"No more," Tang Xueji tied the delusion again, "You have to remember, Della, although I can see some futures, the fate of everyone I see is based solely on their own choices, and the same goes for your fate."

Della nodded. Her admiration for Tang Xueji made her seem educated by these profound words. After nodding, she recalled her conversation with Bellinda about marriage a few days ago. With a lively and inquisitive spirit, she asked, "Besides all this, is there anything else you'd like to share about our future, Xueji?"

Tang Xueji raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled, "Do you believe everything I say?"

Della also smiled faintly, "You can always listen to it."

"You know, I still really want you to be my family, Della." Tang Xueji stopped talking.

Therefore, there is a possibility of a future for her with someone here, and he is one of the many options for her destiny.

Della turned away and stopped talking.