great-warnovel Chapter 313 The Prophecy of Oblivion
Chapter 313 The Prophecy of Oblivion
Chapter 313 The Prophecy of Oblivion
Explosions and wolves clashed, and night had fallen, but the war showed no signs of abating.
On the muddy ground after the torrential rain, in the shallow water soaked red with blood, in the dust clouds churning with thunder and lightning—
The radiant moon cast its light, but no one noticed the conversation between the gods and humans in the lunar world.
Inside the castle, the professor and the parents who came to help were urgently repairing the barrier, using spells to support the broomstick knights in the air from afar. Trelawney, however, was holding a crystal ball and walked out of the door, kneeling behind him.
Grains kept falling into her eyes, her empty eye sockets seemed to be staring at something in the sky.
"Sybil? What are you doing out here?" Sprout was so busy that he was dizzy and disoriented when he suddenly saw the crazy divination professor.
Because she was blind and had little fighting ability, McGonagall didn't send Trelawney out to fight; she was better off staying put.
"Destruction is imminent—"
Her lips trembled as she uttered terrifying words.
"The monarch of the moon has departed, and a new star has risen from oblivion!"
"All light fell, all beings wept blood, the throne was as cold as ice, the crown shone darkly!"
"I saw piles of corpses, I saw overflowing cups of flesh and blood—..."
"The icy ocean of the North Sea has been overturned, and the distant divine gates have been opened wide!"
"Hope! Another hope! On the other side! So close, yet so far!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the crystal ball in her arms fell and shattered.
Countless beautiful, colorful bubbles seemed to have broken free of their restraints and soared into the sky in a flash.
The surface of those bubbles shimmered with terrifying images: a burning world, collapsing earth, towers engulfed in black fire, and so on. Perhaps it was Trelawney's last will that caused these bubbles to bypass the Hogwarts teachers and students and fly towards the Muggle artillery positions to the east.
The area had already been thrown into chaos by the Irish Green Hawks, and now the sudden appearance of colorful bubbles was somewhat mesmerizing for these overwhelmed artillerymen.
"What is this thing?"
They boldly reached out to touch them, and the bubbles burst instantly.
However, unlike Hermione's oracle bubble, which is purely magical and will explode, Trelawney is a natural prophet, and her oracle bubble is truly filled with countless possibilities for the future.
When these reckless Muggles pop the bubble, the possibilities within transform into real images and drill into their minds.
The next instant, screams erupted from their mouths. Some spewed flames from their noses and mouths, some silently exhaled a breath of cold air and turned into ice sculptures, while others tore themselves apart or gouged out their own eyes in a frenzy.
Not everyone has the right to witness the future.
McGonagall rushed to Trelawney's side. She knew a little about the person with the Eye of Heaven. The headmistress looked serious about her prophecy and instructed Mrs. Pince to take her back to the school hospital.
"No matter how grand the prophecy, we don't have time to pay attention to it now! Let's deal with the war first, and leave it to Dumbledore to handle later!" McGonagall said to the worried Sprout.
"We must find the Fairy Cave! We can't let them keep pouring out like this!" Moody shouted to Scrimgeour from the air.
After the artillery positions were destroyed and the Death Eaters all took cover on the ground, the air cavalry had little to do besides bombarding.
However, the endless stream of Muggle troops made their bombardment seem like a drop in the ocean. If it weren't for the werewolves still fighting ahead, the tanks might have already advanced beyond the castle's perimeter.
Krum and his air squadron, with the primary objective of protecting the Black Ship, obviously couldn't be relied upon to search for the Fairy Cave; they could only rely on the Order of the Phoenix and the Green Eagles.
"Let's spread out and follow the trail of the Muggle army; they should be around here!" Scrimgeour replied.
Inside the barrier, after James brought Lily back, he transformed back into human form and hastily downed a healing potion: "Sirius and Harry still need my support, so you stay inside the barrier."
If Mr. Potter hadn't reminded her, Lily would have almost forgotten that her son was still charging through the air with the Order of the Phoenix.
James, without anyone noticing, summoned back the broom that Harry had thrown away, picked up, and thrown away again, then jumped on it and flew out of the barrier.
"We have to get into the battlefield too, the werewolves are about to collapse," McGonagall said to the tall Hagrid beside her.
"Lead the spider swarm to attack from the flank as much as possible. We're just trying to relieve some pressure on the werewolves and let them continue to wear each other down!"
Hagrid nodded sullenly, and Aragog beneath him made a clicking sound, causing the spider swarm to stir involuntarily.
Miranda, also covered in sweat, came over and said, "We are doing our best to repair the damage caused by the door key, but it will probably take some time before we can apparate to the point where we can do so."
The reviewers are all highly experienced experts in spells and have extensive knowledge of calming spatial disturbances.
With less pressure on the castle, they can free up their resources to find a way to restore the wizards' greatest advantage: Apparition. Although the Death Eaters might flee, the elite Order of the Phoenix and the professors can move in and out of the Muggle forces with exceptional agility, causing widespread chaos.
Perhaps seeing the stalemate in the battle and the fact that the troops were unable to advance further, the Soviet commanders also became frustrated.
"Move the Incinerator troops up there!"
"And release all those who have fallen from grace!"
As orders were relayed over the radio, the rear troops changed formation, and some soldiers and vehicles carrying huge oil drums appeared.
They slowly moved to the front of the battle line.
"Burn it all! Burn it all! Those werewolves! That castle! And this disgusting ghost forest!"
"Burn it all!"
The blazing white flames resembled fiery dragons, and even the irrational werewolves, whose fur was burned and rolled on the ground like torches, had to retreat.
With the intention of eradicating all magic, the Forbidden Forest was also among the Soviet Union's destruction targets. Previously, due to the rain, the incineration troops had not been sent up, but now they could not care about that anymore.
Precious fuel was used as weapons, which was painful even for the Soviet high command, but it was indeed very effective; even damp trees could not stop the flames.
However, the Forbidden Forest is not one to be trifled with. When these human tanks knocked down trees and set the forest ablaze, it meant that they had provoked the wrath of this magical forest.
A rumbling sound came from the forest. The monsters, which had previously needed the werewolves to drive them away, now seemed to have lost their minds and charged at the Muggle soldiers wielding flamethrowers.
The giants wielded their massive tree trunks, and with a single swing, they could send several people flying. The man-eating giants, as if eating at a buffet, would grab a human, throw them into their mouths, chew them up, and then spit out a tattered, bloody hazmat suit.