Hogwarts: Third Dark Lord

The news of Wentworth's newfound ability to practice dream divination spread like wildfire throughout Hogwarts, thanks primarily to Professor Trelawney, the Divination teacher.

Professor Trelawney could barely contain her excitement as she shared with anyone who would listen that she had mentored a true Seer—a student with the potential to become a future prophet!

Although Wentworth had only attended a single lesson with Professor Trelawney and had, in fact, fallen asleep before the class even began...

But that didn't matter!

What mattered was that Wentworth had awakened his gift for divination in her classroom, and that alone was enough.

In the past, Professor Trelawney had often been seen as eccentric—almost unhinged. Even among Hogwarts staff, many kept her at arm's length. If it weren't for her significant prophecy years ago, it was unlikely Dumbledore would have ever appointed her to the position of Divination professor.

For years, Trelawney had lived in isolation in the North Tower of Hogwarts, and over time, she even developed a tendency to drink heavily.

But now, Professor Trelawney seemed like a completely new person—rejuvenated and brimming with energy.

"You will become the greatest Seer of our age!" she exclaimed to Wentworth, her face glowing with pride.

However, the students did not share Trelawney's enthusiasm. To them, Professor Trelawney had always seemed eccentric, and this announcement did little to change their perception.

That said, not everyone dismissed the news.

Shortly after, Ilona—the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor for the term—took the initiative to seek out Professor Trelawney.

"Professor Trelawney," Ilona began, her tone casual but probing, "I hear you've discovered a student capable of dream divination. Is that true?"

Professor Trelawney's face lit up instantly.

"Oh, absolutely! While much of the credit lies in Wentworth's innate talent, without my guidance, he wouldn't have awakened his abilities so quickly!" she replied, beaming.

Receiving this confirmation, Ilona—who was, in truth, Rosier in disguise—struggled to contain her excitement. She barely managed to stop herself from jumping for joy.

"And what do you make of his talent?" Ilona pressed further.

Leaning in conspiratorially, Trelawney lowered her voice and said, "Exceptional! I've never seen a child with such extraordinary potential. But I fear it might bring him harm..."

Hearing this, Ilona's gaze sharpened, and she responded in a grave tone, "He is a Hogwarts student. Anyone who dares harm him will face the wrath of the entire school!"

Even so, Trelawney's expression remained worried. "He can't stay at Hogwarts forever. One day, he will graduate and leave. You have no idea how valuable a wizard with the gift of prophecy is in the eyes of many."

"Some will seek to recruit him, others to threaten him. And, Merlin forbid, there are those who would already be pointing their wands at him!"

As Trelawney spoke, her expression grew increasingly distressed. Ilona noticed the shift in Trelawney's demeanor but chose not to interrupt, instead leaning in to listen carefully.

"In his visions, Wentworth stands surrounded by shadows, and behind him, a forest of wands aims at his back. He looks around as though searching for something—someone. And then, he raises his own wand!"

At this, Trelawney abruptly stopped speaking.

"And then? What happens next?" Ilona asked impatiently.

But Trelawney looked bewildered, as though she had no idea what had just transpired.

"What? What next? Did I say something?" she asked, confused.

Realizing that further questioning would yield no results, Ilona decided it was time to leave. Nevertheless, she had already gleaned the information she needed.

Wentworth did indeed possess the gift of prophecy—a rare ability unique to the Grindelwald family line. Just as the Dumbledore family had an innate connection to phoenixes, most members of the Grindelwald lineage were natural-born Seers.

Ilona resolved to report this to Abernathy and the others without delay.

Every night, when the castle was quiet and no one was watching, Ilona would send updates about Hogwarts, especially Wentworth's progress, to Abernathy and their group. This served two purposes: keeping them informed and ensuring Wentworth's safety. They had agreed that if three days passed without any messages, the followers of Grindelwald would regroup and march on Hogwarts.

However, Ilona's latest report about Wentworth's abilities sparked some skepticism.

Wentworth was too familiar with Hogwarts and far too composed for an eleven-year-old raised solely by house-elves. Some even suspected that the current Wentworth might be a fraud—a decoy placed to entrap them.

One member proposed the use of Legilimency to confirm Wentworth's authenticity.

This suggestion infuriated Ilona, but she found herself unable to refute it. Now, however, Wentworth's extraordinary prophetic abilities provided a logical explanation for his precociousness.

Throughout magical history, Seers and prophets who left their mark were invariably more mature than their peers. After all, someone who glimpses fragments of the future can hardly remain naïve.

As for Wentworth's intimate knowledge of Hogwarts? Was it so strange for a Seer to foresee his surroundings?

After bidding farewell to Professor Trelawney, Ilona left in haste. Not long after her departure, Albus Dumbledore appeared at the door to Trelawney's chambers.

After exchanging pleasantries, Dumbledore got straight to the point.

"Professor Trelawney," he said, his tone serious, "I must ask that we keep Wentworth's prophetic abilities a secret. Please refrain from sharing this information further."

Trelawney, uncharacteristically composed, nodded and replied, "I understand, Headmaster. You're worried someone might exploit him because of this gift."

"My grandmother once told me about a similar case," she continued. "A wizard who displayed prophetic abilities was confined by a powerful magical family and forced to serve them. Though he lived comfortably, he lost his freedom."

"But rest assured, Headmaster, I will teach Wentworth well and help him grow quickly. A fully developed Seer is difficult to threaten—they sense danger instinctively."

Dumbledore listened quietly, then replied softly, "It's not his growth I'm worried about... It's that he might grow up too fast."

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