The two old people had asked the house elves to prepare a guest room for them. Albert slept with Isobel, and he had secretly told the Flamels about this before coming to France. After taking out the luggage from the seamless leather bag and putting it away, they returned to the living room to drink tea and chat with the Nicols.
At first, Isobel was a little reserved and didn't say much. She sat quietly beside Albert and listened to him chatting with the Flamels about recent events at Hogwarts School. The topic was gradually led to the Dark Lord in order to bring up the prophecy that Nicolas Flamel had mentioned last time.
Nico had lived for so long that he guessed Albert's thoughts at once, but he didn't care and continued the conversation along the way. After a while, they were talking about the Second Wizarding War a few years later.
Nico actually didn't predict this event, but after listening to Albert's prediction and the centaur's prediction, he agreed with Albert's view: the Second Wizarding War might not be far away.
"The centaurs' astrology is very accurate." Nico recalled: "I have dealt with them, but..."
"Centaurs have bad tempers." Albert interrupted, "I have dealt with centaurs before. They are not very friendly to wizards. Professor Dumbledore is probably an exception."
"Yes, Dumbledore always makes friends with a lot of people." Nico smiled, "However, I think the topics they can talk about definitely do not include astrology. Dumbledore actually doesn't like divination very much, although he has actually studied it in depth."
"Has he no talent for divination?" asked Isobel.
This is probably the case with her too!
In the O.W.Ls divination exam, he got excellent results, but he also had no talent for divination and could not predict the future.
"Yes, even though I got an excellent grade in the exam, I still couldn't predict the future through the crystal ball." Nico said to Isobel with a smile, "Divination requires talent. Not everyone can be a prophet."
"It seems that I am very lucky." Albert knew that his divination ability came from the panel.
"I can probably understand what Headmaster Dumbledore is thinking." Isobel put down her teacup and said helplessly, "There are very few wizards who can really see into the future. If someone suddenly told me that he could predict the future, my first reaction would be that he is a liar."
"Perenelle also suspected that I was a liar." Nico recalled: "Fortunately, I proved that I was not a liar with facts."
"Nothing can convince others more than the truth." Perenal poured another cup of black tea for Etet.
"Karl, go to the study and get the crystal ball."
After a moment, the house-elf carefully placed the crystal ball on the table.
Nico made a please gesture to Albert.
Albert fixed his gaze on the crystal ball, and after a few seconds, the mist inside the crystal ball began to change.
He saw a box with two rings in it...
Isobel stared closely at the changes on the crystal ball, her cheeks slightly flushed, as she saw the two of them hugging and kissing.
"You shouldn't have let Albert predict it, it wouldn't be novel." Perenel placed the wooden box on the table and opened it to reveal the two silver rings in the prophecy.
"A ring made by a goblin. It was once Nico and I's wedding ring." Perenelle pushed the box in front of Albert and winked at the young wizard and witch. "Now, they belong to you."
Isobel looked at Albert and pushed the box back to Madame Perenelle.
"This pair of rings should be more commemorative for you!"
"We think it's more meaningful to hand the ring to you." Nico said with a smile, "For us, it's more meaningful to watch you get married. Also, we are a little worried that the supply of elixir will not last until then."
"What did you see in the crystal ball?" Albert asked.
"I saw you get married, but we weren't able to attend," Nico frowned. "That wedding didn't go well, and there were some... terrible things at the end."
"If I get married, I will definitely invite Professor Dumbledore to avoid those annoying guys coming to cause trouble." Albert said calmly.
"Nico and I have discussed this, and the best way is to help you hold this wedding in advance. In our time, getting married at your age was actually a very common thing." Perenelle asked the house-elf to bring two boxes. One box contained an exquisite sapphire necklace, and the other contained a headdress inlaid with a large number of diamonds.
"A simple and private wedding can solve the problem once and for all."
In fact, Albert had guessed that this was a possibility, but it still sounds incredible now.
"Don't we need to tell our families?"
Isobel was shocked by the two old people's strange thinking.
"It sounds a bit like elopement." Albert joked with a smile.
Although it sounded a bit ridiculous, Albert knew that the Flamels probably did this out of pure good intentions, and sometimes it was not easy to change something.
"Maybe, we can get engaged first." Albert's mind turned quickly, "The Second Wizarding War will not last too long. We can wait until the war is over before making up for the wedding."
At this point, Albert frowned again, because he realized that if this was the case, God didn't know what the future would be like, and the best way was to get married immediately.
"Let's discuss it for a few days." Albert said to the two elderly people with an apologetic look on his face, "You also know that marriage is a lifelong event after all, and we can't make this decision rashly."
He knew the other party had good intentions, but there was no better solution.
"Don't worry," Nico comforted, "You have plenty of time to think about this."
"Mom won't agree."
At night, when they were resting, Isobel said to Albert, "She never wanted us to get married too early."
"She just doesn't want you to have a child too early." Albert put his arm around the girl's shoulders and said, "I can understand. She's just worried that we can't take on the responsibility of being parents. She thinks we're still too young."
"It's true, we're just kids."
Albert didn't take up the topic, frowned and said, "We have to find a suitable reason to reject their kindness."
"Are you worried about the prophecy?" Isobel guessed the reason.
"This may be the best way to make the prediction come true. However..."
"But what?"
"You should know my character. I would never put us in danger if I knew there was danger. Maybe this is a conspiracy."
yes!
Knowing the risks and still doing it, isn't that courting death
Albert certainly wouldn't do that.
"Conspiracy?" Isobel didn't understand.
In fact, she was also distressed. The Flamels must have done this with good intentions, but getting married now was really... unacceptable.
They were all still in school, and if other people knew about it, who knows what would happen, and Isobel wasn't prepared.
"Don't worry, I've thought of a way to convince them," Albert comforted.
"What are you going to do?" Isobel asked.
"Do you know my first thought after seeing the prophecy? If someone messes up their wedding, I will definitely set a trap to catch them all at once. For example, I can cooperate with the Ministry of Magic and let them arrange a fake wedding to give the Aurors a chance to ambush the Death Eaters."
It’s no wonder he thought this way. Albert’s way of thinking is different from others.
"You mean..." Isobel frowned, "But I don't think this reason can convince them."
"Just in case, I decided to have divination for our wedding." Albert said his method, "The result of divination may convince them to give up that idea. If the result predicted is like that, we will get married in secret."
"You're gambling."
"No, I just don't want to joke about our future." Albert said seriously, "I won't allow that to happen, do you understand?"
"Well, at worst we can just elope." Isobel hesitated for a long time before agreeing. She actually wanted to have a grand wedding, and most girls had similar ideas.
That night, Albert upgraded his divination to level five, turning himself into a true master of prophecy.
In the end, his proposal was accepted by the Flamel couple.
White mist kept swirling in the crystal ball. In everyone's field of vision, a wedding was taking place. He saw Isobel in a wedding dress, several acquaintances, his family, the Flamel couple, and Dumbledore. There was no fighting, no death, just a very ordinary wedding.
Finally, they saw a silver plate with a string of Arabic numerals engraved on it: 96715
"What was that at the end?" Isobel asked with a sigh of relief.
"This is the date of the wedding." Albert explained, this is the method I usually use, let the future leave a message to the past, although it sounds a little incredible, but it can be done.
"The future has actually changed." Nico was very surprised. This kind of thing was very rare.
"No, I think your prediction might be..." Albert hesitated, but still told the Flamels his speculation.