In the evening, the Gryffindor Tower hosted the usual banquet of the Twins and Sirius, and to the surprise of Professor McGonagall.

In the dark corridors of the castle, a black kitten was tiptoeing along.

Egger, who came out to look for food, still became an Animagus, after all, he is not a substitute professor now, and as a student, swaggering in the castle at night is too shameful for the professors.

"Wang..."

In the dark night, the dog barked, and a big black dog tiptoed behind the black cat...

Immediately, the shadow of the black cat reflected on the wall in the moonlight instantly turned into a human form: "Why have you changed too?" ”

Sirius stood up and changed into his original appearance, looking at Egger with a slight embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I'm used to it..."

“……”

"I used to go to the kitchen at night when I went to school, and I didn't have old Filch then, and I remember being a fierce old woman, and she would whip people..."

"Of course, I've never been pumped, I've always suspected that the old woman has a crush on me..."Sirius laughed, "She always ignored me when I was traveling at night..."

"Bah, scumbag...," Egg pouted.

"Do you know how I feel right now?" Sirius hurried towards the kitchen, "It's like going back to the days when I was with James and them at school..."

Egg followed Sirius in some silence, and among them, both the dead Jaime and the dejected Remus looked better off than Sirius.

Seriously, I went to Azkaban the other day, and Iger felt that the people there were really worse than dead...

Maybe Sirius wasn't here to be a teacher? I guess I'm coming back to make my dream come true...

Pushing open the door of the kitchen, dozens of house-elves suddenly surrounded the two, and a pair of bulb-sized eyes sparkled in the fireplace to look at the two.

"Young Master Egger, Young Master Egger!"

Excited voices rang out, and Egg looked at the elves beside him affectionately: "Can you help us prepare some food and send it to the tower?" ”

"Absolutely, no problem!" Xia Xing rushed to serve a pot of hot pot soup base: "It's ready!" ”

"That's good~" Egg grinned and reached out to touch Sia's little head.

"Your little elf... That's good. Sirius nodded with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Is old Kreacher alright?" Iger turned his head and smiled.

"Not bad, you're right... Maybe I used to be a little too grumpy. Sirius spread his hands slightly awkwardly.

Iger shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything.

For a pure-blood wizard like Sirius, there was nothing wrong with him realizing that he had done something wrong, but it was impossible to get him to apologize to an elf.

But it's good that way, at least he won't be killed by the elves again...

……

Back at the Gryffindor Tower, Egg saw Hermione and Professor McGonagall talking, Professor McGonagall whispering something with a smile on her face, and Hermione looked a little eager to try.

Seeing the two of them smile, Egg probably knew what was going on, nothing more than about the time turner.

It's not easy to ask the Ministry of Magic for a time turner, but it's up to whom.

According to the original book, it is necessary to have the certificate of the dean, the professor, and all the homework of the full honors, but Iger thinks that perhaps because of his own relationship, these steps can be omitted a lot.

The most lively thing on the morning of the first day of the third year is the class schedule, the auditorium is filled with the sound of pumpkin pie and sausages, and thousands of students are chattering about the new semester.

"What class did you take?" With an omelette in his mouth, Ron looked curiously at Egg's schedule.

“emmm… Divination lessons and... Magical Beasts Protection Class..."Iger spread his hands and casually tossed the class schedule aside.

"Looks like we're all choosing the same." Ron said with a smile, "Harry and I also took divination and magical beasts classes, which is good, what about Hermione?" ”

"I suggest you still don't look at her schedule." Egg pursed his lips, then turned his head to look at Hermione slightly puzzled: "Why did you choose Muggle research?" ”

"I'd like to study the behavior of wizards as they are, after all, our knowledge of the Muggle world is limited to the knowledge of a teenager, and it is a very necessary subject if we want to pursue the development of Muggles and wizards together in the future." Hermione swore an oath.

"Hell, do you really think Professor Carreddy knows Muggles well?" Egg looked at Hermione with a strange look in his eyes, "I remember she didn't even know what a game console was, not to mention the rapid development of the Muggle world now, and our textbooks haven't been updated in more than ten years." ”

"There's always a way." Hermione muffled, looking a little lost, for she was tormented not to learn useful knowledge in school.

Egg looked at Hermione's appearance and laughed evilly, leaned into Hermione's ear and gently bit the little girl's earlobe, and the slender black tail behind him gently poked under Hermione's robe: "I know Muggles very well, if you want to learn, come to my bedroom tonight..."

Hermione's face turned red...

Ignoring the steam lady beside him, Egg turned around and ate his breakfast, and then saw Hagrid striding in from the direction of the auditorium door, wearing the dragon fur coat that Iger had bought for him, absentmindedly shaking a dead chicken eagle with his big fan-like hands.

"How?" Hagrid held back his steps towards the teacher's chair and looked at the group with great interest: "You guys come to my first class!" Serve as soon as you have lunch! I got up at five o'clock in the morning and got everything ready...... Hope the class goes well... Oh... I..."

Hagrid paused, then laughed a little excitedly: "Finally become a teacher... It's..."

With that, Hagrid turned around and hurried towards the teacher's seat, the dead chicken in his hand shaking off even more cheerfully.

"I wonder what he's preparing?" Ron's voice sounded worried.

Harry stared out the window and muttered, "As long as it's not a fire dragon..."

"Alright, we'd better go, with me here, Hagrid's class won't be in danger." Egg said casually, "But I can't guarantee that Professor Trelawney won't blow your heads with a crystal ball if you're late for the first divination class..."

After eating breakfast in twos and threes, they said hello to Fred and George and walked towards the tower of the divination class.

The north tower of the divination class was far away from the castle, and even Egg rarely went anywhere, and there were not many people in the entire north tower on weekdays, so even if Harry and Ron had been at the school for two years, they were not very familiar with it.

"Oh... Egger..."Walking into the North Tower, the Slytherin portrait was chatting happily with the portrait of a young woman, and when he saw Egger, he exclaimed, "Remember what you promised me?" Got a clue? ”

"Don't be old man, stay away from me..." Egger muttered inexplicable Chinese and walked away quickly.

"That's Slytherin?" Ron looked at the Slytherin portrait in surprise, "God, he's so good-looking..."

"So handsome—" Even Harry felt a little unbalanced about what Slytherin looked like, a common problem among young boys.

Egg sighed helplessly, not that he didn't want to help Slytherin, but so far, he didn't have any clues about the others, and the luxurious golden crown was about to rust in the bag...

"Don't move." casually put his arm on the shoulders of the two of them: "If you don't want to climb the seventh floor in a row..."

"Thank you, we wouldn't have found our way to the North Tower if it weren't for you—" Ron shrugged.

Behind Egg, Hermione obediently grabbed Egger's tail, and several people snapped above the tower.

It was a small platform, and listening to the noisy sounds around them, several people noticed that most of the students had arrived.

Most of the students are still mostly girls, and it seems that girls are more curious about these god-talking subjects.

After all, you don't have to do anything, just sit in a soft chair and drink tea, sleep is a class, and brag about it during the exam...

On the ceiling in front of the platform is a round trapdoor with a brass plaque embedded in it.

"Sybil Trelawney, divination teacher—" Harry looked at the trapdoor, "how are we going to get there?" ”

Iger was not surprised by this situation, and in his eyes there were two bats in the school, one was Snape the Black Bat, and the other was the old bat woman who liked to pretend to be mysterious, Trelawney.

A long ladder was conjured in his hand, and Egg snapped his fingers, and the trapdoor clicked open.

"Let's go in..."

"Isn't it a little rude?" Hermione looked worried.

The corners of Egger's mouth curled, don't worry, it won't be long before you're the most rude...

As they entered the room, there was a sickly loud sound, and in front of them was an old teahouse-like room, with twenty small round tables in the small room, and around the tables were calico armchairs and bulging futons.

I don't know what incense the old witch lit, everything in the room was illuminated by a hazy red light, the curtains were drawn tightly, many lamps were covered with large crimson scarves, and the temperature in the room was so hot that people couldn't breathe.

Flames were blazing under a pair of messy manteltops, and a large copper teapot was sitting on the fire, from which Egg noticed the disgusting scent.

Shelves lined the walls of the surrounding prototype filled with dirty quills, candle heads, tattered playing cards, countless gleaming silver crystal balls, and a large pile of teacups.

A group of students whispered behind her, and Agra walked to the round table and randomly found two nearby soft chairs to sit down, and her emaciated body suddenly sank into the chairs.

Suddenly, a voice sounded in the shadows, soft, indistinct.

"Welcome," Trilawney's voice whispered, "It's great to finally see you in the material world." ”

Trelawney walked up to the students, her body tinking, and Iger noticed that there were more strange pieces of jewelry around her neck than before...

"Sit down, my children, sit down." Trelawney said.

Egger's senses for Trelawney are very complex, and he admires the other party's level of divination, but the way the god chatters is really annoying.

However, Iger still agrees with the other party's level of divination, for example, Trelawney gave Egger a divination at the beginning, saying that he would die in the flames of hell...

Hell, strictly speaking, the previous body did die in the flames of hell...

Is Trelawney's prophecy accurate?

Very accurate, without exception, basically all, whether it is her own prophecy in a normal state, or a prophecy in a chaotic state, of course, the possibility that she has a crow's mouth is not ruled out...

But while the prophecy was accurate, Trelawney's prophecy spanned so long that many people would ignore it.

And judging from Egcha's information, it seems that Trelawney's ancestors were cursed, and the curse is that the prophecy will definitely come true, but others will not believe it...

Don't believe it, it's such a fucking curse, and Egger can't even think about what the person who cursed is bored.

The other is that you say that you can make a prophecy, so why can't you make some good prophecy?

Every day, this is dead, that is dead...

Whoever says you're crazy!

But Iger thinks that what the other party said is very right, as long as people die sooner or later, it's just that the time span is relatively large...

"Welcome to the divination class." Trelawney sat in an easy chair in front of the fire and looked at the students in front of him, "I'm Professor Trelawney, and you probably haven't seen me before. I've found that going down to the chaos and noisy campus life often blurs my vision..."

Iger looked at the other party's eyes that were as thick as the bottom of the beer bottle and sighed slightly, he felt that this sentence could be put in another way: I found that walking in a crowded place, all kinds of light flickering, would make my presbyopia flash become serious...

See, Trelawney's words are very suspenseful, but the skill of reading them is actually very simple...

Listening to Trelawney's words, no one said anything except the smile on Egger's lips.

Trelawney gracefully straightened her shawl, cleared her throat and continued, "So, you have taken a divination class, which is the most profound of all magical arts. I have to say that if you don't have insight, I can't do anything, and that's all books can teach you in this field. ”

Hearing this, Egharry and Ron immediately turned their heads and glanced at Hermione, and the little girl looked very shocked when she heard that the books were useless.

"Many selfless, though talented in the sound of ping-pong, the smell of all sorts and their sudden disappearance, cannot see through the mystery of the future."

Trelawney continued, a pair of frighteningly large and sparkling eyes swept over the nervous faces.

"It's a talent that only a few people have. You, kid—" Trelawney suddenly spoke to Neville, "How is your grandma?" ”

"I think it's okay." Neville said tremblingly.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, dear." Trelawney's voice sounded mysterious, her long emerald earrings glowing in the light of the fire in the fireplace.

"This year we will learn the basic methods of divination, in the first semester we will focus on reading tea leaves, and in the second semester we will start learning to read palmistry, by the way, my dear..."

Trelawney suddenly muttered to Parvati, "Be wary of a red-haired man..."

Parvati suddenly panicked, glanced at Ron behind him with perverted eyes, and quickly moved the chair, and Lavender on the side looked crazy with jealousy...