Chapter 246 My Name? My Name Is Grindelwald!

There was an uproar in the audience.

The crowd standing on the right cheered, while the believers standing on the left looked at Tang Sen in disbelief, and some even started to curse.

"lie!"

"This is not a prophecy! You are lying!"

"That's Snape next to you, right? Did Dumbledore instruct you to say that!"

These angry voices almost drowned out Tang Sen, but the magician raised his hand and stopped the voices.

"So, my guess is wrong?" asked the magician.

Tang Sen shook his head: "Mr. Magician, precognition is not what you understand."

"I can't prove your conjecture. Maybe there will really be a future where wizards and Muggles are at war, but now it has been changed - because of you."

"When you start to change, that war has been stopped and it's no longer in the picture of the future that I foresee."

"What I see is a more exciting future."

"I saw wizards and Muggles walking on the road together, I saw the Oblivion Curse and the Confusion Curse listed as unforgivable curses, and I saw the light of magic lighting up the whole world."

Tang Sen's tone became excited: "Mr. Magician, I have seen an even more brilliant civilization!"

The whole hall was silent.

"So...we succeeded?"

Someone murmured.

"Did Master Magician's plan really come true?"

"Can magic really be integrated with technology? Can wizards really appear freely in front of Muggles?"

The buzzing sound vibrated people's eardrums, and these sounds became more and more noisy. Those who had just cursed suddenly changed their expressions, waved their arms and cheered.

Only Dumbledore remained silent, even frowning.

Everything that happened in front of him was more and more consistent with his speculation. He suspected that what the fortune teller in front of him said was not a prophecy at all, but a lie to build momentum for the magician.

"Professor Tang——"

Dumbledore suddenly spoke: "I remember you once said that when a prophecy is spoken, the future has actually been changed."

"If you really want the future you see to happen, shouldn't you say nothing to prevent the future from being changed by your interference?"

Tang Sen gave a slight salute to Dumbledore: "Professor Dumbledore, long time no see."

"You are right. When I told this prophecy, the future was changed because of my intervention."

The voices in the audience suddenly became silent.

"But there are good changes and bad changes," Townsend continued.

"Soothsayers have their own judgments about the future. I think that speaking this prophecy at this moment will never bring about bad changes."

He pointed to the people on the right side of the audience who were immersed in deathly silence, and said: "I admire your efforts for the wizarding world, Professor Dumbledore, and I know that you are working hard to reduce the harm caused by the war. loss."

"me too."

"I don't want to see war, and I don't want to see so many people die on the eve of a better future."

"So, I speak this prophecy and I want to tell the gentlemen and ladies standing on the right."

"You are standing in the wrong position. I have seen the future of the integration of wizards and Muggles. It will definitely come true. Even if you resist, even if you block it, it will only delay the process."

"I tell this prophecy to save your lives."

"I sincerely hope that everyone will not do something that is destined to be impossible at the cost of their own lives."

Dumbledore opened his mouth, but no words came out.

Hell, no matter how you think about it, Professor Tang speaking this prophecy at this moment can indeed greatly demoralize the opponents, and may even directly prevent the upcoming civil war.

This is undoubtedly what he wants to do, and Tang Sen has done it more thoroughly than himself.

He looked at Tang Sen's back. At this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was being pulled by countless invisible threads. All his actions and words seemed to be expected by the other party, and there was no way to escape from it, because He could no longer find any reason to convince himself to stop the other party.

If Professor Tang is really the person behind the change, maybe he can really do all that, and he has enough means - at least many more means than himself to reduce the sacrifices caused by the change.

So, why should I stop it?

Snap—pop—pop—

Suddenly, there was applause.

The sound was clear and loud, echoing throughout the hall.

There was a sudden explosion on the high platform, and another figure appeared in front of everyone.

He was wearing a long black windbreaker. Underneath the windbreaker was a dark blue suit and vest, paired with a white shirt. People could clearly notice that the skin exposed above the collar was dry and lean. It was only the frame that was tall and straight that allowed this person to wear a long windbreaker. A decent outfit that doesn't look too baggy.

His short white hair was trimmed neatly, and his face under the short hair was full of wrinkles. His skin was pale and sickly. He looked like he had not seen the sun for a long time and was malnourished, but he held his head high, and his eyes were full of wrinkles. The momentum is impossible to underestimate.

This is an old man who looks very weak, but has a strong momentum.

He faced Tang Sen and the magician and smiled.

“A wonderful speech.”

He applauded unhurriedly, "It's even more exciting than I imagined."

"I can't help but want to believe everything you say."

Dumbledore took a few steps forward and stood beside the old man with some confusion and caution.

"Gellert?" he asked in a low voice: "We agreed that you shouldn't-"

"Albus." The old man chuckled: "I'm sorry, but how can such a stage be without me?"

"I don't want to see my old friend being fooled."

The wandless and curseless "loud voice" spell was released, and the old man's voice reached everyone's ears.

"I heard some people claim to have seen a picture of the future, a social integration of Muggles and wizards, and a so-called more brilliant civilization."

"Therefore, he believed that everything the magician described would come true, and it must be said that it was all very tempting."

"The only problem is, this prediction is false."

Someone in the audience suddenly yelled angrily.

"Professor Tang is a recognized fortune teller. His fortune-telling results have never been wrong. Who do you think you are? Are you worthy of denying Professor Tang?"

The old man was not angry because of these scoldings. He adjusted his clothes, took a few steps forward, stood on the edge of the high platform, and looked down at everyone.

"My name?"

"Gellert Grindelwald!"