Another Interpretation of the Prophecy

Next, Hephaestus transformed into various forms, bringing joy to everyone except Arasped.

Some time later, as Harry was staring at Ginny's version of Hephaestus in a daze, Draco suddenly slammed his hand on the table.

"Hey! Rampaging Gorgon! Draco, what's wrong with you?" Hagrid accidentally plucked off his own beard.

"Harry, do you remember why we came here?" Draco, looking at Harry.

"Weren't you here to see Hephaestus?" Ron scratched the back of his head, looking puzzled.

"Azkaban?" Harry seemed to wake from a dream.

Ron's eyes widened upon hearing this.

"Why are you asking this?" Hagrid asked, completely baffled.

"Didn't you make any connection to that?"

" In Harry's previous dream, Voldemort wanted to go to Azkaban."

"And now Azkaban is in trouble again."

"It is said that the prison staff responsible for delivering meals have forgotten its address."

"The Ministry of Magic dispatched hundreds of squadrons of flying broomsticks to conduct a thorough search, but they didn't even find a trace of Azkaban."

"Take it all together, and it's clearly Voldemort's doing," Draco said, his face flushed red as he rambled on.

"This?"

"Dumbledore mentioned it, but he said it was a good thing and we shouldn't worry about it." Hagrid casually stroked Hephaestus, who had returned to his original form, Fang.

In Hagrid's view, this was the same as all of Dumbledore's previous arrangements; Dumbledore had everything under control.

Since Dumbledore already knew that Voldemort wanted to break into Azkaban, he might have already included it as part of his plan.

"What!" Draco's words, which were about to continue, were abruptly cut short.

"I see."

"But I can't say." Harry looked around, and suddenly everyone looked at him with curiosity.

He remembered what Ryan had told him about his past relationship with Voldemort.

Clearly, Dumbledore deliberately wanted to resurrect Voldemort.

Only in this way can he be truly killed.

And this still requires Riddle. Because Riddle also has the identity of the main soul, only in this way can Voldemort be killed without destroying the Horcrux's magic.

After all, in Harry's opinion, his death (to destroy the Horcrux) was nothing special.

The problem is, if he were Voldemort, he would definitely have scattered the Horcrux far and wide.

It's unlikely that Voldemort would be foolish enough to hide all the Horcrux in Britain.

Voldemort was being resurrected in Azkaban, yawned.

Meanwhile, Riddle, strolling along the Black Lake, said to Dumbledore beside him, "Aren't you the one who believes in that Prophecy the most? If it were me—"

"This is also part of the Prophecy, or rather, another interpretation," Dumbledore replied calmly, ignoring the provocation in Riddle's words.

"Severus, you probably haven't heard the whole Prophecy yet, since you were kicked out by Aberforth halfway through." Dumbledore looked at Snape, whose face had returned to its deathly blank expression.

Dumbledore was not surprised at all; clearly, Snape, whose wounds had been reopened, was forcibly concealing his emotions once again.

Perhaps this is the secret to Snape's unparalleled mastery of Occlumency —the torment of wanting to kill himself and being unable to let go of the past?

In other words—love?

Dumbledore's thoughts flashed through his mind, and he turned to Riddle, "The one with the power to conquer the Dark Lord is coming... His parents escaped the Dark Lord's clutches three times... He was born at the end of the seventh month... The Dark Lord made him his mortal enemy in his ultimate duel, but he possesses abilities the Dark Lord is unaware of... One is destined to die at the hands of the other, for the two cannot live at the same time... The one with the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month..."

"Clearly, the Prophecy contains many restrictions: born at the end of July, possessing energy that Voldemort does not understand, parents escaping Voldemort's three pursuits, and between the Child of Prophecy and Voldemort, only one of them can survive in the end," Dumbledore concluded.

"This is all old news. I have studied this Prophecy many times since the resurrection."

"You're missing a very important point: you're marked as a formidable rival."

"And based on that, only Harry Potter fits the criteria." Riddle frowned.

"This is not a necessary condition."

"I used to think that way too."

"There are only two real necessary conditions: the parents escaped Voldemort's pursuit three times and the child was born at the end of July."

"Being marked is simply being cast into a fate where only one of us can survive, either Voldemort or Voldemort."

"Other eligible boys, to use a metaphor I recently heard in the Muggle world—backup options."

"If Harry dies, this Prophecy will not be over. An even more arrogant Voldemort will wreak havoc on the entire Wizarding World, thus marking the next Child of Prophecy," Dumbledore said calmly.

"Is this why you've always let Harry run wild?"

"Are there any other backup options?"

"Excuse me for a moment." Snape's expression became even more wooden as he turned to walk towards the castle.

"Etc!"

"Neville is innocent." Dumbledore waved his wand with a speed that was almost imperceptible to the naked eye, Snape collapsed abruptly without any sound, smell, or light.

"How could you—" Snape lay on his back in the snowstorm, his lips twitching.

"Besides Neville, there's another one." Dumbledore sighed.

"Oh, who is he?" Riddle asked before Snape could.

"He?"

"Something I often forget about."

"He is the last resort."

"With such magic, I can't think of any reason why he would lose to Voldemort."

"If Harry and Neville are both—well, Severus, I won't say Harry and them."

"If he were the Child of Prophecy, he might very well walk right up to Voldemort and kill him," Dumbledore said with a smile.

But then he suddenly shook his head, regretting his unrealistic idea.

After all, they now have him, Gellert, Riddle, and the unexpected Hagrid on their side.

"Wait, I remember I asked about that Prophecy at the beginning. If I were to do it, it wouldn't fail for no reason, would it?" Riddle said hurriedly, taking a small step forward in his haste.

He didn't ask who "he" was, because it was obvious that Dumbledore didn't want to say.

At that moment, he realized that Snape's face was obscured by danger, with only his nostrils and mouth exposed as he breathed.

Riddle waved his wand, and an invisible barrier appeared on Snape's body, the risk bypassing him and circling around to both sides.

"Thank you, Tom, otherwise poor Severus would have become one of those Potions Class professors drowning in the snow."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you."

Do you remember when you were born?

Under Riddle's gaze, Dumbledore quickly asked.

"You mean I'm independent, but I remember it clearly, it was July 7th." Riddle was baffled.

Could he also be considered Child of Prophecy?

If it were him, he would call Dumbledore" Daddy".