"Pride"

Sean fell silent, and almost unable to resist, he raised his hands as if to see if they were stained with blood.

In a daze, he recalled what he had seen in the Mirror of Erised.

That unruly, arrogant, and conceited version of myself that grew up...

He suddenly felt as if a dormant demon had appeared inside him, a demon waiting to awaken, craving blood.

But that's not me...

Sean clenched his fist tightly, and when he looked up again, the calmness and determination on his face surprised Dumbledore.

"Why me, Professor? How did you determine this? The Prophecy didn't point to anything specific," Sean said in a deep voice.

Dumbledore patted the soft stool next to him, gesturing for him to sit down, but Sean stubbornly stood still, standing in front of Dumbledore.

The old man withdrew his hand and said softly, "Gellert and I spent a lot of time investigating, and the historical disaster mentioned in the Prophecy did indeed happen. The so-called ' Sin ' is likely a wizard who awakened a special bloodline. And the Prophecy mentions that ' Sin has sunk into prison,' which I believe means that the bloodline has fallen into slumber. You know, wizards are essentially more like bloodline sorcerers."

"The Sin has passed down its bloodline, and a thousand years later, seven of His descendants will awaken their lineage. You are the most important of them all— Gellert was Seer who foresaw your birth, and another Seer I know made the same Prophecy..."

Sean nodded, his voice growing calmer. "Professor, you and Mr. Grindelwald must have investigated when I was born, right?"

"Yes, we need to determine whether you carry the blood of ' Sin ' or not, and the result is obvious." Dumbledore smiled helplessly. "I even secretly hoped that you might just be an ordinary person—but at the moment you were born, your name was recorded in the Hogwarts Book of Admittance."

Sean licked his palate and continued, "Does the Prophecy mean that some dark power will awaken within my bloodline, bringing disaster to the world? In the latter part, the Prophecy also says that Sin will turn into virtue?"

"Yes, at least that's the literal meaning," Dumbledore said, "But the Prophecy is too vague to determine its specific meaning—but that's been my goal all along."

He seemed very composed. "Sean, Sin can be transformed into virtue. I believe this requires your own effort, which is why I've always wanted to guide you."

Sean took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "The Prophecy says it's impossible; everyone will die..."

Dumbledore stood up and said seriously, "Sean, I have always believed that everyone has a bright side and a dark side, and we can choose which side to show—what determines what kind of person we become is not our ability, but our choice."

Sean finally smiled, "Professor, you're more serious than I am."

Dumbledore hadn't expected Sean to react this way. He paused for a moment, then laughed as well, "You're more mature than I thought, Sean."

"After all, nothing has happened yet," Sean shrugged casually.

After hearing the Prophecy, he was indeed somewhat depressed and gloomy after the initial shock. After all, no one could simply laugh off the fact that such a bomb was hidden inside them.

But as Dumbledore said, it is choices, not abilities, that determine the outcome. And he refused to believe that he couldn't control the power within him.

The atmosphere seemed to lighten instantly. Sean picked up the drink Dumbledore had poured for him, took a big gulp, and said, "I don't feel anything wrong right now. Is that bloodline awakening slowly?"

Dumbledore took a sip of his drink and narrowed his eyes. "This is one of the reasons I chose to tell you. I don't know how the bloodline awakens either, and I hope you can prepare in advance, both physically and mentally."

Sean nodded, then asked with a puzzled look, "What about the other six deadly sins? I saw Harry and Neville's names at Mr. Grindelwald's place."

"Yes, they also carry the blood of Sin. Judging from the Prophecy, they seem to be led by you, which means that your awakening will influence others."

"Daisy too?"

Dumbledore's expression grew more serious. "No, Daisy is not one of the seven of you—that's another reason I told you about the Prophecy. There's someone behind the scenes who's been pushing something, and I don't know what their purpose is."

"Although many people have hailed me as the greatest wizard of our time, it is clear that there are still too many things I don't know, and there are too many unknowns in this world." He looked at Sean and emphasized, "I suspect that the person behind it all wants to push the Prophecy forward; he wants to unleash the ' Pride ' within you."

Sean's mood also turned heavy. "Sickle inside me be released earlier in another way?"

"No, bloodline is above all else. I don't believe there is anyone in this world with that ability. Sean, remember, only you can unleash your true Sin, and only you can suppress it."

"Only myself? "Sean pondered the sentence. Did Dumbledore mean that his bloodline would not be affected by external factors?

He scratched his head in frustration. Everyone else's bloodline was something noble and powerful, but this piece of junk inside him was going to destroy the world after it awakened? What the hell!

"Professor, are there any special conditions for the Bloodline Awakening? Or is there a time limit? The Prophecy mentions a thousand years from now," Sean asked.

"If we look at it exactly as the Prophecy says, time is the most obvious condition for awakening. There are still six years left, which is when you graduate from Hogwarts, your bloodline will definitely awaken, and you will become..." Dumbledore said in a deep voice.

"Six years..." Sean took a deep breath. Six years may seem like a long time, but it's actually just a short period of time.

Moreover, there's someone behind the scenes who wants the Prophecy to come true, so this timeframe might be shortened...

Dumbledore handed him a notebook and smiled. "You don't have to be so tense all the time. I think a good mindset will help. Just go to and from school as usual—if you daydream in class, your Potions professor will definitely deduct points from your class."

Sean took the notebook. "Professor, what's this?"

"Some insights about Animagus. You can ask Minerva anytime if you have any questions."

"This is good stuff..." Sean stroked the rough edges of the notebook.

But he quickly realized that Dumbledore's words had another meaning.