That evening, I went to the Headmaster’s office, and I told Professor McGonagall all about my prophecy. “I don’t know Vivian,” she said, “Harry Potter’s divination teacher also told him that dark times awaited him in his third year, but I hope you won’t have to face situations as troublesome as the ones he faced.” Well, that was really unsettling. “So basically some really powerful evil dark wizard is going to come and try to kill me?” I ask. McGonagall replied, “I hope not. If anything weird happens and you think it has to do with evil things coming up, talk to me, and we’ll try to figure something out.” I thanked her and went back to the Ravenclaw common room.
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Prophecies, Professors, and Potions (a Hogwarts Story)
FanfictionThis is a story that takes place in Hogwarts. I wrote this for a project in school. :)
