Ferenze?

Everyone looked a little surprised, even Fan Lin, who was belated, thought it was incredible.

He had dealt with the centaurs, but the impression they had left on Van Lin was very impressive.

Ordinary centaurs are like reckless men with muscles in their heads, but it cannot be denied that the wisdom of centaurs cannot be ignored even by wizards.

Powerful combat skills and the brilliant minds of centaurs have made centaurs a significant part of the history of magic.

Although the centaurs are not so powerful, the occult talent is still perfectly preserved, naturally, in terms of prophecy, unless there is a figure like Abraham among the human wizards, prophecy is the best means of the centaurs.

Naturally, in order to maintain the continuity of the race, the most basic choice is to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, which obviously does not include coming to Hogwarts to be a professor of divination.

As early as their first year, Ferencze had met Voldemort, and it could be said that they had known for a long time that Voldemort would return and that Hogwarts would be in chaos.

The last time Van Lin went to the Forbidden Forest to discuss the issue of Glopp with the centaurs, they resisted, but now that Ferenze was present at Hogwarts, this was obviously not the attitude of the centaur tribe, and it was impossible to change at least in a short time.

......

"Lavender and I bet you must regret giving up divination now, right, Hermione?" Paveti asked with a grin. It was breakfast two days after Professor Trawney's departure, and Paveti was curling her eyelashes with her wand and examining the results in the image on the back of the spoon.

This morning was their first divination class at Ferenze.

"Not necessarily, right?" said Hermione, reading the Daily Prophet nonchalantly, "I've never really liked horses. She flipped through a page of the newspaper and went through its columns.

"He's not a horse, he's a centaur!" Lavender cried in surprise.

"What a beautiful centaur!" Paveti sighed.

"He's always four-legged anyway. Hermione said coldly, "I thought you two would be upset by Professor Trauny's departure?"

"We are really sad. "We went to her office and brought her some beautiful daffodils – not the ones who would make horn noises, which were normal." ”

"Is she alright?" asked Van Lin.

"Not very good," Lavender said sympathetically, "and she cried and said that she would rather leave here than stay where there was Umbridge." I don't blame her at all, but Umbridge is really terrible to her, don't you?"

"I think the Wembreich terror has just begun!" Hermione said gloomily.

"No way," Ron had just swallowed a big mouthful of bacon and eggs, "she couldn't have gotten worse than she had been." ”

"Remember what I said, she will definitely take revenge on Dumbledore for assigning a new teacher without consulting her. Hermione closed the newspaper as she spoke, "Especially a centaur professor, you should know the look on her face when she saw Ferenze." After breakfast, Hermione went to her arithmetic prediction class, while Vanlin and Harry followed Pavetti and Lavender to the porch to prepare for a lesson in divination.

"Aren't we going to the North Tower?" Ron asked in confusion as Paveti walked around the marble staircase. Paveti tilted her head and looked contemptuously at Ron from her shoulder.

"How do you think Ferenze is going to climb the stairs? We're going to class in Room 2 now, which was posted on the bulletin board yesterday. Classroom 2, located on the aisle from the porch to the hall on the other side of the first floor, was one of those rarely used classrooms in Van Lin's memory, feeling like a closet or pantry that could be easily overlooked.

After following Ron into the classroom, Van Lin found himself standing in the middle of a forest clearing, and couldn't help but be stunned, Dumbledore really took great pains for Ferencze, environmental mimicry magic, this is not an ordinary spell, to be exact, few people will learn, because it is very profound, and it is useless for daily life or combat.

"What is this?" Harry asked. The floor of this classroom is covered with damp moss and trees that grow from the ground, and the lush foliage of these trees fills the ceiling and windows, filling the room with a dappled green light that slanted in between the foliage. The students who had already come in looked a little nervous, sitting on dirt floors, leaning their backs against tree trunks or rocks, and wrapping their arms around their knees or hugging them tightly in front of their chests.

Ferenze stood in the middle of the clearing, his supple mane hanging down his back, and it must be admitted that his powerful body exuded a silvery-white color, and the natural handsomeness of horses, which made Ferenze's appearance look good.

"Environmental mimicry magic, if you want to know where it comes from...... "Actually, I don't know about it, I've only seen it, but no one knows how to practice it, to be exact, it's all real here, but it's maintained by magic." ”

Ferenze had spotted them as well, and Van Lin had thought he was going to pull out a crystal ball or something.

"Harry Potter," he said, holding out his hand as Harry entered. "Uh-hi" Harry shook hands with the centaur, and Ferenze was looking at Harry without blinking through his impossibly blue eyes, without a smile on his face. "It's a pleasure to meet you. ”

"Well, you ......"

The centaur, with flaxen hair, tilted his head slightly and said, "In the prophecy says that we will meet again." ”

"To my surprise, though, you're here too. ”

"Oh, of course, I wonder if your prophecy has seen me coming. Van Lin held out his hand and shook it with Ferencze.

"The list of cadets tells me that you won't come, but it's nice to see you both at the same time, the prophecy will guide me in the direction, and perhaps we are destined to meet here. ”

......

Van Lin was a little afraid to compliment Ferencze's magic stick performance, but Vanlin still noticed a hoof-shaped bruise on Ferencze's chest.

When Harry approached his classmates, he found that they were all looking at him with awe, apparently because they were impressed by the friendliness between him and Ferenze, who looked very intimidating to them.

When the door to the classroom closed, and the last student to enter sat down on a stump next to the paper basket, Ferenze gestured to everyone.

"Thank you Dumbledore for kindly arranging this room for us," said Ferencze, after everyone had taken their seats, "but, according to my habit, I prefer to teach you in the Forbidden Forest, and it will be my home until Monday, but it will never be possible again." ”

"Professor," Paveti said, holding her hand, "why not? We've been there with Hagrid, and we're not scared at all. ”

"It's not about your courage," said Ferenze, "but about my position, and I can't go back to the Forbidden Forest, for I have been banished by my people. ”

"Clansmen?" Lavender was puzzled and said that judging from Lavender's character, she should be full of other things now.

"What....oh," she said with an understanding look on her face, surprised "you mean there are more people like you?"

"Did Hagrid raise you, just like he raised snails?" Justin asked eagerly.