Chapter 128: On the eve of the final
The atmosphere in the classroom was a little dull for a while, no one expected that Hermione, who had always focused on learning, would give up divination directly, without any warning, it seemed that the resentment against Trelawney on weekdays had reached its peak, otherwise it would be impossible for Hermione's character to do such an outrageous act.
Professor Trelawney seems to have forgotten all about the bad things. She abruptly left Augustus' table, pulling her gauzy shawl a little tighter, breathing heavily.
"Ha, I'll just say, among the three of them, Potter is still Hermione the most decisive, you see, such a resolute move, it is simply the best among women, I'm afraid that Trelawney, the old monster, has been completely shocked by Hermione's aura, otherwise it would be impossible not to stop her, interesting, really interesting." Malfoy had a look of fear on his face, a mockery in his eyes, and seemed to be quite unhappy with his previous conversation with Trelawney.
"Wow Wow ??!" Lavender said suddenly, startling everyone. "Oh oh?? Professor Trelawney, I just remembered! You've seen her leave, haven't you? Isn't it, Professor?' Around Easter, one of us will leave us forever!' You've said it a long time ago, Professor!"
Trelawney's face, which had been a little tight, finally loosened slightly, and she smiled freshly at everyone.
"Yes, my dear, I did know that Miss Granger would leave us. However, one always hopes that one will be a burden to missee the signs of the future, you know," said Lavender and Parvati, who moved out of place so that Professor Trelawney could come to their table.
"These people are simply a little too stupid, Trelawney's over-the-top sound was obviously someone who would have died in an accident first, not at all the appearance of leaving, this can actually be connected, Gryffindory is it that except for Hermione, are they all brainless pigs?" Lillian sighed lightly, as if she had lost much hope for these Trelawney's brain-dead fans.
"Well, why bother saying it so directly," Malfoy snapped his fingers and muttered, "It's not easy for them, but they don't have a spiritual sustenance, and if they don't hug their thighs tightly, do they have to give up just like Hermione?" After all, young, too young. ”
Augustus had a hint of helplessness in his eyes, in fact, Hermione's abandonment of divination was due to some indirect reasons, if it wasn't for the direct conflict with Trelawney because of him, it would not have been possible to make such a move, so he did have some responsibility for Hermione's departure. Although he has no interest in this so-called divination at all, after all, in terms of identity, even if he is tired of the subject, he still needs to finish it.
Looking at the crystal ball in front of him, the fog inside the ball is getting heavier and heavier, and the dense fog that is constantly rotating is like an unknown future, no matter whether there is anything ominous, whether this sign is close or not, the road still needs to be walked slowly.
Easter is coming, the tedious homework makes people feel festive at all, in the cold Slytherin lounge, the green flame is lit in the fireplace, leaning back in a soft chair, Augustus is writing papers at a speed of almost one hundred and twenty yards, if the homework of each subject is stacked on the table, I am afraid it is already a mountain of thickness, nevertheless, for these simple content, clear themes, clear background of each subject homework, Augustus did not feel any difficulty at all, Often, in less than half an hour, a paper with four or five pieces of parchment can be produced.
For Lillian and Malfoy next to them, this is simply masochism, on the one hand, they have to endure all kinds of long-winded homework, and on the other hand, they need to look at Augustus's terrible hand speed like an afterimage, and under the double blow, both of them seem to be unable to take care of themselves.
"Mr. Augustus," Loki and Thor walked in through the door, watching as the three of them sat around the fireplace, green lights and shadows scattered throughout the room, Augustus' silver pupils reflecting densely green characters.
"You two are pretty laid-back." Augustus raised his head slightly and glanced at them.
"We actually have a lot of homework, the original goal was the library, who knew that I met this guy halfway, and he had to pull me to the room to practice spells, but I couldn't do it, so I could only accompany him to play, and the result was naturally a complete victory, of course, it was to lower the realm to the same level as him." The corners of Loki's mouth went up, and he seemed quite accomplished to be able to abuse Thor once.
A trace of embarrassment appeared on Thor Heroic's face, "It stands to reason that the Lei system should be able to finish the ice system in terms of attribute restraint, so I took the initiative to invite, I really didn't expect that even in the same realm, there was no chance to win him." Maybe it's because I have too little practical experience. ”
Augustus smiled, "Don't be presumptuous, even if Loki suppresses the realm at the same level as you, his ability to understand and use the elements is already much higher than yours, and the different realms of magicians are completely different from each other in their ability to control the elements, so it is normal for you to lose to him, regardless of whether you lower the level or not." ”
"It seems that there is still more room for improvement in the control and use of the elements, one stage and one realm, maybe my challenge is a little too early." Thor nodded, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes.
"Draco, in three days, it's the final against Gryffindor, are you sure you will win against Harry?" Although Loki is not very interested in Quidditch, it is about to be the final, and its victory or defeat is also related to the House Cup, so he still brought it up.
"In terms of equipment, maybe my Halo 2001 and his firebolt are not of the same level, but when it comes to flying skills, I am on par with him, of course, I believe that luck is on our Slytherin side, so the final victory must be ours." Unashamed, Malfoy uttered nonsense, as if victory was already beckoning.
"I had a dream yesterday that all the Gryffindor players rode dragons to Quidditch, and you were hit by George's Quaffle, and Slytherin asked Neville to come up as a substitute, and the game was naturally lost after the game, and the moral is that your nickname is Little Dragon, and since they all rode dragons, it means that you have already been ridden by them, and the loss seems to be a doomed result. Don't keep struggling. Lillian glanced at Malfoy and said coldly.
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