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Hogwarts: I Never Wanted to Be the Dark Lord
Chapter 313

Silan's Prophecy Came True

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"Dear Mr. Weasley:

We are delighted to inform you that, thanks to your good fortune, you have won this year's Daily Prophet Galleon Award.

Please collect your prize money from the Daily Prophet headquarters one week from now.

The total prize money is 700 Galleon...

Molly stared wide-eyed in disbelief upon seeing this line, muttering to herself, "700 Galleon... 700 Galleon..."

The immense happiness of winning the lottery left her momentarily speechless.

Overwhelmed with happiness, Molly grabbed Arthur Weasley's shoulders and shook him excitedly, her eyes filled with surprise as she looked at Silan, but she couldn't utter a single word.

She had just thought that Silan's so-called "Prophecy" was merely an excuse to reassure Arthur Weasley.

I can't believe it actually came true!

And a miracle happened right before her eyes!

Ron looked at Arthur Weasley in surprise, and before he knew it, the sausage on his fork was stuck right in his nose.

George and Fred weren't particularly interested in the money, since they had earned much more before.

What they are really interested in now is Silan's Prophecy abilities.

Whether Muggle or wizards, people always have an endless curiosity about the unknown fate and try to peek into the trajectory of destiny in various ways.

Wizards around the world have their own unique methods of Divination.

Those mysterious divination Divination glimpse the trajectory of fate often circulate in the form of Prophecy.

The West calls it Prophecy, while the East calls it omens.

George and Fred exchanged knowing glances and pulled Silan to their sides, chattering away.

"My God, Silan! I never believed you actually had the ability to Prophecy!"

"It seems you don't need to attend Professor Trelawney's Divination. To be honest, her Divination might not be as accurate as yours."

"Oh, by the way, could you tell me if I'll become the richest person in the Wizarding World in the future...?"

Their faces were completely those of people looking at Seer, their eyes revealing endless curiosity and anticipation.

Ron, sitting across the table, pricked up his ears and listened intently to George and Fred's conversation.

He was also very interested in Silan's Divination Prophecy.

But seeing his two brothers chattering incessantly, Ron wisely abandoned the idea of joining them.

Ron thought to himself, even if he asked George and Fred, they would probably just say that his fate was the same as the Gnome in the garden, that he would be knocked away by a stick, and that there was no need for Prophecy!

"I should eat first..." Ron thought to himself, and then buried his head in his food again.

Arthur Weasley is really smug right now.

"This was a wise and correct decision!" Arthur Weasley's voice was full of vigor, all traces of his previous timidity gone. "My courage brought me good fortune!"

"I know none of you thought highly of me before, but now... heh heh!"

Arthur Weasley touched his thinning hair and grinned smugly. "I've won the lottery!"

"The 700 Galleon prize is enough for our family to travel to Egypt for a month and a half!"

Arthur Weasley swung the letter in his hand triumphantly, tilting his head to glance at Molly.

"Cut me a piece of bread, I want the softest one."

Molly rolled her eyes at him, cut two slices of bread with a knife, and spread some butter on them.

Let you be smug for now, I'll deal with you tonight.

The noise downstairs grew louder and louder, making Percy Weasley increasingly annoyed.

He stormed out of the room, stomped downstairs, and before he even reached the first floor, he shouted impatiently, "What are you all arguing about so early in the morning?"

"I'm writing my application to be the student council president!" Percy Weasley complained, standing on the stairs. "If I succeed, we'll have a student council president in the family!"

"What could be more important than this? Shouldn't you all be quiet for a moment so I can finish this important application letter?"

George and Fred raised their eyebrows simultaneously, and said in unison, as if on cue, "Of course there are more important things, Percy Weasley the Big Head!"

"Dad won the lottery! 700 Galleon! That's way more important than being the student council president!"

Percy Weasley, standing on the stairs, frowned and sneered upon hearing this, "Nonsense, Dad didn't even have the registration fee..."

"In fact, they're right." Arthur Weasley crossed his legs and waved the envelope in his hand at him triumphantly.

If Molly hadn't been standing next to him, he would have already put his legs up on the dining table.

Percy Weasley rushed down the stairs, grabbed the envelope, examined it closely, and his eyes widened instantly.

I actually won!

"It's all thanks to Silan." Arthur Weasley looked at Silan with gratitude. "His Prophecy came true, and I really won the grand prize."

Upon hearing this, Percy Weasley, who had been muttering "impossible" to himself, looked at the letter in his hand several times, his head spinning, and then looked at Silan.

In his first year, he rode a dragon; in his second year, he bravely fought the Basilisk, not only helping Slytherin win the House Cup but also earning Special Contribution to the School Award...

Silan's cousin, who was already so outstanding that others felt ashamed of themselves, also possessed an extremely special Prophecy ability?!

This filled Percy Weasley with a deep sense of powerlessness.

Is my cousin a little too much of a genius?

Ginny, who stayed up late last night, isn't fully awake yet.

In her hazy sleep, Ginny heard something like "700 Galleon" and couldn't help but open her eyes.

"It's that dream again..."

Muttering something under her breath, Ginny turned over, hoping to continue the dream.

700 Galleon was a considerable sum for Weasley.

During the week he waited to collect his prize money, Arthur Weasley felt full of energy, as if he had become decades younger.

Even at night, I have inexhaustible energy.

After receiving the bonus, the whole family held a meeting.

He ultimately decided to use the money to travel to Egypt and, while he was there, visit Bill Weasley, Gringotts works as Curse-Breaker in Egypt.

Arthur Weasley and Molly haven't seen their son for many years and miss him terribly.

In addition, at Molly's insistence, Silan received 100 Galleon.

In Molly's words, "Silan must have brought us good luck!"

"And he even paid for the registration fee; he deserves it all."

No one else objected to this.

After deducting the 100 Galleon given to Silan, Molly saved 50 Galleon in Gringotts, using the remaining 550 Galleon as their travel funds.

In this way, they don't have to lower the quality of their travel; they can simply reduce their original one-and-a-half-month travel plan to one month.

The Weasley family sincerely invited Silan to travel to Egypt with them.

"A family should be together, come with us, Silan."

Arthur Weasley's invitation was exceptionally warm; he had completely treated Silan as family.

Unfortunately, Silan had to decline because he was about to go and study Alchemy with Nicolas Flamel.

This was a great disappointment to the Weasley family.

But for Silan, there were more important things to do than traveling.

Silan knew perfectly well that her time was limited; the more time she spent enjoying herself, the less time she would spend on self-improvement.

He has to make a decision.

After saying goodbye to the Weasley family, Silan traveled to Paris alone.

A year later, he finally met Nicolas Flamel again.

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