Dumbledore's movements were faster than William had imagined.

Less than two days after that conversation, he waited for Fox.

This also shows the impatience of the principal. He didn't want another Horcrux to fall into Tom's hands.

Fox suddenly appeared in the classroom, startling the students.

Where did this big bird come from?!

Fawkes was also a little confused, could he have come to the wrong classroom?

It sniffled. Strange, why is there a smell of fried eggs in the air?

It looked around and finally found the root of all evil.

It turned out that a green flame ignited on William's table.

On the flame was a pan with seven or eight eggs beaten, which had turned into a golden omelette with an enticing aroma.

Is this sure it's a divination class?

That's right, it's Professor Trelawney's divination lesson!

In the second semester of his third year, William hadn't taken this class.

But now it's almost time for the exam, so he'll come and see if there are any private goods.

Professor Trelawney teaches like that, and still makes so many students live every year...... It should also be a bit of a pressure on the bottom of the box.

In this lesson, Professor Trelawney is teaching everyone how to use eggs for divination.

Egg divination is a branch of divination that involves breaking eggs and divining them according to the shape of the yolk falling.

But many students are so unsuccessful that they pick up raw eggs, break them and pour them into their mouths.

McLagan, in particular, ate seven or eight in a row and then ...... I had diarrhea.

At the strong request of his classmates, William made a magic fire and put it on the table. The table top is also filled with potions, so it will not be burned by the flames.

As a result, a good divination class turned into a food class, and the classroom was filled with the smell of smoke and fire.

As for Professor Trelawney, she seems to have drunk too much fake wine and is slumped in her chair.

said that he wanted to see the future with his eyes, but in fact, he was secretly sleeping with fish.

The snoring came out.

Fox's poor breasts and fat buttocks have made many students shine.

Is this the staple food of the day?

With the fried egg, love, love!

Fawkes also glanced at the eggs in the pot and couldn't help but swallow.

Recently, I accompanied Dumbledore to search around, and every time I got it until the middle of the night. It hasn't had time to eat yet.

Seeing Fawkes, William stood up and walked over to Trelawney. He whispered:

"Professor, the principal has something to do with me, so I'll leave first."

Professor Trelawney awoke ake, his hand reaching for the crystal ball on the table, and muttering:

"I didn't sleep, no! Minerva, don't deduct my salary, I warn you......"

“……”

Trelawney opened her eyes and found that it was William, so she wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth and hurriedly said: "

"Well, William, what are you going to do, I just immersed myself in the future world, and I didn't hear your words."

"Professor Dumbledore has something to do with me." William pointed at Fawkes.

Unexpectedly, it was stealing an omelette.

Stop, Fawkes!

Look at how you haven't seen the world!

"William, I advise you not to go." Professor Trelawney reverted to his old god appearance.

She said mysteriously:

"I've just traveled in the future, gazing into the abyss with my heavenly eyes...... Guess what I see staring at me? ”

"The abyss is staring at you?" William guessed.

"Or a river of sherry?"

"It's death, my dear." Professor Trelawney sighed wryly.

She said in a tone of sadness that flowed backwards:

"It's coming, getting closer and closer, like a red dragon and a white dragon hovering overhead, getting lower and lower...... Right above the castle...... Kill a lot of people......"

"Well, but I think I'm going to be late." William pretended to look at his watch. "Professor McGonagall is probably waiting for me there."

Professor Trelawney's face changed immediately, and she waved her hand as if to repel mosquitoes.

"Hurry up! I didn't sleep just now, don't talk nonsense in front of Minerva! I'm warning you! ”

William was about to walk out of the room when he noticed that Falk hadn't followed.

It's already starting to grab the omelette in the autumn bowl.

William walked over, grabbed Fawkes' long tail feathers, and dragged it outside.

Look at your unproductive appearance!

What a shame on the principal.

……

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The underground classroom was so cold that it seemed to freeze.

Some people are eccentric, don't seem to be afraid of the cold, and wear only the thinnest coats even in winter.

I don't even wear pants.

This kind of person who does not want to be warm as long as his demeanor is generally called "selling pretty"!

Professor Snape was very fond of being pretty, and on such a cold day, he was only wearing a thin black robe.

That's what he likes to wear in the summer...... Well, he wears this one all year round.

But the basement classroom was very cold, so he had to shrink his head and keep walking around the classroom.

So, his temper became even more irritable.

"Longbottom, take your head out of your heel and use it once! What about the blood of your salamanders? ”

Neville scrambled to pick up a bottle and poured all the blood into it.

The cauldron slammed to the ground, and a large amount of flames erupted, emitting a snorting smell of burnt rubber.

"Zero again, Longbottom." Snape said viciously.

Ron couldn't help but laugh.

"Laugh, didn't you say you were, Weasley?" He turned his head.

Ron immediately shut up.

"It seems that you have become a warrior, which makes your already fat face even more inflated." Snape's Yin Yang Strange Aura Dao.

"Gryffindor deducts five points!"

He stared at Harry's potion again, smiling maliciously.

Harry lowered his head and smashed his hammer into a bowl of scarabs, as if it were Snape's face.

His potion had turned all black, like paste.

But Harry had no idea which step was wrong.

"Before Halloween, I told everyone that I would poison one of you before Christmas to see if their antidote worked......"

Snape's thin lips twitched, and he stared at Harry and said, "I think...... It's time. ”

Not just Harry, all the students held their breath.

In fact, the class had only Hermione's antidote, the Silver Cyclone Snape had requested.

And it only took her half an hour to make it.

Many of Hermione's ways of working with materials were familiar to Snape...... It's exactly the same as William.

There are even some techniques that are exactly the same as his.

Snape knew that Hermione had learned from William. I just don't know where William learned it.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the underground classroom, and everyone turned their heads to look.

William appeared in the doorway, and on his shoulder, there was a large bird.

"Excuse me, Professor Snape." William said.

"Big, what's the matter?" Snape asked impatiently.

He waited for William to step into the classroom and deducted points.

But William did not come in, but stood at the door and whispered:

"I'm sorry, I'm taking Hermione to the Headmaster's office, we have an appointment with Professor Dumbledore."

Snape's gaze, down from his hooked nose, looked at William suspiciously.

He always thinks William is lying to him and takes Granger on a date.

"Granger has another hour of Potions class." Snape said coldly, "She'll go with you after class." ”

"But, the headmaster is waiting, I'm afraid we're going to be late." William tilted his head and gestured to Fawkes.

Snape squinted at William and was silent for a moment.

Dumbledore hadn't been back for two days, and it seemed to have something to do with it.

He frowned worriedly, but quickly relieved again.

Dumbledore shouldn't be in danger, otherwise he would only go with a big piece of, not a little girl like Granger.

"Okay!" Snape glared at William.

Hermione stood up in delight, and Ron looked at her jealously. This meant that she would not be poisoned by Snape.

Snape thought for a moment, and suddenly walked towards Hermione.

He pressed his left hand to the edge of Hermione's cauldron, looked down for a moment, and said uncharacteristically:

"The antidote is so-so, barely working! Granger - take your stuff and disappear from my eyes! ”

Hermione packed up her things and hurriedly ran towards William.

Snape walked out, too.

Seeing him leave, Harry and Ron exchanged glances, and immediately took the cup and scooped a large cup into Hermione's cauldron.

They didn't care about the potion burning their mouths, and immediately poured it into their mouths.

Didn't you hear Snape?

The antidote made by Hermione was so-so. What can make him say so-so, that's perfect!

Now there is no need to fear Snape's poisoning.

As everyone watched, Hermione hugged William's right hand.

Fawkes flicked his wings and hooked his claws on William's left hand, and after a burst of fire, the two disappeared in place.

Professor Snape stood deliberately in the doorway before striding into the classroom.

He smiled sinisterly.

Harry and Ron were already lying on the table. Their faces were huge, as if they had been stung by bees, shiny and red.

The lips also turned into sausage mouths.

"I knew you two would drink Granger's antidote."

Snape shook his robes and sneered, "So I poured the poison into her potion. ”

"Oh, I seem to have poisoned the wrong poison, and the antidote she brewed is useless."

Snape said in a softer, more sinister voice:

"But...... Give it a try, and you two can taste your own antidote.

If you can't drink it, taste each other's potions! ”

"What if you two are one-in-a-million potions wizards?"

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