Dumbledore stood up, walked past Ivan and Harry, and came to a black cabinet next to the phoenix perch.
He bent down, pulled the latch and took out a shallow stone basin, a Pensieve.
"From beginning to end, this prophecy is very important. It determines that you are Voldemort's opponent, not me, not Ivan, not anyone else, but you, Harry!" Dumbledore said, returning to his desk, and put the Pensieve on it, "on a cold, wet night sixteen years ago, in Hogsmeade's Hog's Head pub. I went there to meet a The applicant for the class teacher, although this is not at all in line with my intention to continue the divination class. But the applicant is the great-great-granddaughter of a very well-known and talented prophet, so it is normal for me to want to see her. However, I am disappointed. In my opinion, she has not inherited any of that talent. I wish I told her politely that she is not suitable for this position. Then I turned and walked away, but To my amazement, she might have been spurred by that at the time, and she made a real prophecy, which was the beginning of it all."
Dumbledore raised his wand to his temple, drew out a few strands of silvery, cobweb-like fibers of thought to stick to the wand, and put these thought fibers into the stone basin. He watched his thoughts in the Pensieve. Spin, float.
After a while, he sighed, raised his wand again, and picked up the silvery substance on the tip of the wand.
A figure emerges from it, wearing a shawl, her eyes appear very large behind spectacles.
She spun slowly, her feet in the Pensieve, and Sybill Trelawnette spoke, in that raspy, hoarse voice.
"A man with the energy to conquer the Dark Lord approached. He was born in the seventh month of a family that had defeated the Dark Lord three times. The Dark Lord marked him as his rival, but he possessed what the Dark Lord did not The power of knowing. One must die at the hand of the other, for both cannot live, only one survives, and the one who has the power to conquer the Dark Lord will be born at the end of the seventh month...”
Professor Trelawney, who was spinning slowly, was immersed in the silver ball below and disappeared, and the office was quiet.
No one made the slightest sound, even Fenghuang fell silent.
"Is that what the prophecy was about? A real prophecy?"
"Yes, a real prophecy," said Dumbledore.
He was still staring at the Pensieve, seemingly lost in thought.
"But what did she mean?" Harry asked, "Why..."
"She meant," said Dumbledore, "that the man who had but one chance to conquer Voldemort forever was born at the end of July, nearly sixteen years ago, to parents who had defeated Voldemort three times."
Harry felt something tighten around him, and his breathing seemed to be difficult again.
Dumbledore studied him for a moment through his eyes.
"In fact," he said softly, "Sybil's prophecy can be applied to two wizard boys, both born at the end of July of that year, their parents were in the Order of the Phoenix, and both of them had Three narrow escapes from Voldemort. One of course was you, Harry, and the other was Neville Longbottom."
"But why is my name in the prophecy and not Neville's?"
"The official records were relabeled after Voldemort attacked you when you were a child," said Dumbledore, picking up the ball again. "It was obvious to the keepers of the Hall of Prophecy that Voldemort wanted to kill Only you, because he knows you're the one Sybil was referring to."
"But it's possible it wasn't me?" said Harry. "I don't understand. Why must it be me?"
"I'm afraid that is undoubtedly you," said Dumbledore slowly.
"You just said that Neville was also born at the end of July, and his parents..."
"The point is the second half of the prophecy, the final identifying characteristic of the boy who would vanquish Voldemort, whom Voldemort himself marked as his arch-enemy. He did, Harry. He chose you, not Neville, he left this scar on your forehead that has proven to be both a blessing and a curse."
"But he may have chosen the wrong person!" Harry said immediately, "or he may have marked the wrong person!"
"The boys he chooses are those who he thinks are most likely to pose a threat to him." Dumbledore said, "and it should be noted that the boys he chooses are not pure-blooded, but mixed-blooded, like himself. In He saw himself in you before he saw you, and when he marked you with that scar, he didn't kill you as he wanted, he gave you strength and a chance to grow ...that's what allowed you to escape from him, not just once, but to face him alone, which neither your parents nor Neville's parents ever did."
"Evan did it too, and he escaped from Voldemort many times."
"Oh, I think, this is because Ivan is involved in another prophecy and the plan left by the four founders of Hogwarts." Dumbledore said seriously, "but his opponent is not Voldemort, he can defeat him." Voldemort's person can only be you, Voldemort himself chose you."
"I don't understand, why would he do that?" asked Harry, feeling cold and unconscious. "Why did he try to kill me when I was a baby? He should have waited until I was with Nanny." After Weidu grows up, he will see who is more threatening to him, and then try to kill that person... "
"This may indeed be a more effective way!" Dumbledore said, "but it does not rule out the fact that Voldemort does not fully understand the content of the prophecy. Sybill chose the Pig's Head Bar because it is cheap. And the Pig's Head Bar The clientele that has long attracted, if we may say so, is far more interesting than the clientele of the Three Broomsticks. This pub is by no means a safe place where one can count on your conversations not being overheard, of course, before I set out to When I met Sybill Trelawney, I never dreamed that I would hear something of great value. It should be said that our luck was that the eavesdropper only heard a small part of the prophecy before he was discovered , then thrown out of the bar."
Ivan sniffed, it was Snape who overheard that prophecy, an incomplete prophecy.
Dumbledore should never speak of it, he promised, that's why he didn't let them into the Pensieve.
And eavesdropping on that prophecy was probably the most painful thing in Snape's life, which was a mistake in itself. (.)