As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere of the scene became a little awkward, and Fan Lin couldn't even bear to watch it, because you never knew what your teammates were doing, or even whether they were human or not......

Ferencze turned his head to look at Justin at a very slow pace, and Justin immediately understood that he had asked a very rude question.

"I just... I mean... I'm really sorry," Justin said in a very low voice.

"Centaurs are not human servants or playthings. Ferenze said calmly. There was a sudden silence, and Paveti raised her hand again.

"Professor, may I ask why your people are banishing you?"

Van Lin came to the spirit, this is also the question that Van Lin is concerned about, why does a centaur appear in Hogwarts, you know, those centaurs in the Forbidden Forest are very disgusted with human wizards, but Fraser is standing here, teaching the divination of centaurs as treasures to Hogwarts students?

Oh, of course, whether you learn or not is another matter.

"Because I promised Dumbledore to take over the job," Ferencze seemed to be aware of the inquiry, "and they saw it as a betrayal of our people." ”

Harry remembered that nearly four years ago, when Ferenze had ridden him on his back and taken him to safety, the Franz people had yelled at Ferenze and called him "a vulgar mule".

He wondered if Madara had kicked Ferenze in the chest.

This is probably the punishment of the occupancy fee, and in a semi-primitive tribe like the centaur, the expulsion always has to come with something symbolic, similar to the mark of a slave.

However, in Van Lin's opinion, Ferencze didn't seem to care.

"Let's get started," said Ferencze, whirring his yellowish tail, and raising his head against the canopy of leaves above his head, then slowly lowering his head, and as he did so, the light in the room became even dimer, making them now look as if they were sitting in a clearing in the forest in the dawn, and at the same time stars appeared on the ceiling.

The classroom was filled with exclamations and gasps, and Ron sighed in a volume that everyone could hear, "Oh my God!"

"Lying on the ground," said Ferencze in a calm tone, "observe the sky, and for those who have the ability to see, here are written the blessings and curses of our fate." ”

Harry lay with his entire back on the floor, staring at the ceiling. A twinkling red star was blinking at him above his head.

"I know you've learned the names of these planets and their moons in astronomy class," Fat Butt said quietly, "and you've also depicted the movement of stars in the sky. Centaurs solved these mysteries of astral motion centuries ago. Our findings tell us that we can glimpse our future in the sky above our heads"

"Professor Trauney has taught us astrology," said Paveti excitedly, raising her hand as she lay on the ground and straightened her hand in the air, "Mars causes accidents or destruction or something like that, and now, when it is at an angle to Saturn," she drew a right angle to her head, "which means that people have to be extra careful when dealing with hot things (hotthigs)."

"These," Franz said quietly, "are people's nonsense. ”

Van Lin almost laughed out loud, in fact, it doesn't feel bad to lie down and look up at the starry sky, but astrology and divination and the like, that's really sorry.

However, Ferenze really didn't save face for Professor Trauny, although the latter spent the vast majority of the time, in this case, 99% of the time Professor Trauni spent on divination was nonsense......

Pavetti's hand hung to his side with some weakness.

"Minor injuries and minor accidents," Ferenze said, stomping his feet on the damp floor, "will only cause the ants to hurry out of the house, and will not affect the movement of the celestial bodies." ”

"But Professor Trauney ......," Pavetti said in a hurtful and angry voice.

"Just one man," Franz said simply. "And a man who has been blinded and tied to his hands and feet by the limitations of your race. ”

Harry turned his head slightly to look at Paviti, and she and the few people around her looked enraged.

"Professor Trauney may have seen something, but I don't know," Ferrencze continued, Harry heard the wagging sound of his tail as he walked up and down them, "but basically, she's wasting too much time on the meaningless self-sycophants that humans call fortune telling. However, what I want to elaborate here is the intelligence of centaurs, which is very objective and unbiased. We look at the sky and look for symbols that sometimes show great evil or waves of transformation there, but it can take up to ten years to determine what we see. ”

Ferenze gestured to the red star directly above Harry. "For the past decade, the signs in the sky have only indicated that the wizards are in a brief lull between two wars, but the sparks, which represent war, shine brightly above our heads, suggesting that the flames of war will soon be rekindled. How fast exactly? We centaurs are trying to prophesy by observing the burning and flames of certain herbaceous plants and leaves. ”

It was probably the most unusual class Van Lin and Harry had ever taken. They didn't literally burn philosopher's grass and sweet mallow on the classroom floor, and Ferenze only told them about some of the shapes and symbolism of the spicy smoke, but he didn't seem to care at all if any of them could see the signs he described, but only told them that humans have always been very bad at this field, and that centaurs have spent many years fully capable of this field, and warned humans not to believe such things too much, because even centaurs can sometimes interpret these messages wrong。

He didn't put teaching them first, like any of the human teachers Van Rim had met in the past, but wanted to show them that nothing, not even the knowledge of centaurs, was safe.

"He's not very clear about everything, is he?" Ron whispered as he extinguished their sweet mallow flames. "I mean, I need some details about the war we're about to face, and you want to know that too?"

At this time, the bell rang and everyone jumped. Harry had completely forgotten that they were still in the castle and was sure he was in the forest. All of them marched in a line, and looked a little dazed and at a loss.

"There is no such thing as a 100 percent sure event. "But when we learn, we have to keep in mind that this is knowledge, with uncertainty, but ......."

As they were talking to follow the others in line, Ferenze exclaimed, "Harry Potter and Verlin Ayr, I have something to say to you." ”

Harry turned, and the centaur was standing a little in front of him, and Ron hesitated to stay.

"You can stay. Franz told Ron. "But please close the door. ”

Ron followed Ferenze's instructions and quickly walked over and closed the door. "I mean, you have a friend named Hagrid, right?"

Centaur said.

"Yes. Harry replied.

"Then please help me bring him a warning. What he is trying is not feasible, and he must work harder to stop it. ”

"What he is trying is not feasible. Harry repeated blankly.

He had to work harder to stop (Abandoned Lanz nodded as he said, "I should have warned him myself, but I'm banished, and it's unwise for me to approach the Forbidden Forest right now." Even without the fight with the centaurs, Hagrid would have had enough trouble. ”

"But what is Hagrid trying to do?" Harry asked anxiously. Ferencze looked down at Harry without emotion.

"Hagrid has done me a great favor lately," said Ferenze, "and he has earned my respect for a long time with his concern for all living things." I shouldn't have betrayed his secret, but he had to know that what he was trying was not feasible. Tell him. Good day!"

With that, Ferenze turned and disappeared behind the woods.

"What does he mean?" said Ron, a little confused.

"It's Glopp. Van Lin said helplessly that it was obviously not suitable for Harry and Ron to talk to Harry and Ron in the style of a divination professor.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Van Lin had dealt with Glopp in the Forbidden Forest before, Van Lin wouldn't know much about it.

......

As the gloomy March entered the turbulent April, his life was once again mired in a long list of anxieties and troubles.

Umbridge continued to attend all the classes on the care of magical creatures, which made it quite difficult for Harry to relay Hagrid's warnings about Ferenze. Eventually, Harry had to pretend to forget to take his "Exotic Beasts and Their Locations" handout with him during class one day, and return to Hagrid after class.

When he relayed Hagrid's warning, Hagrid glared at Harry with his massive black eyes, and it was clear that Hagrid was shocked. Then, he struggled to regain his composure.

"Ferenze, good boy," he said bluntly, "he does not understand what he is talking about in this matter. I, what I've tried has gotten better and better. ”

"Hagrid, what do you want to do, because Glopp is at war with the Centaur tribe?" asked Harry grimly, where he had learned about the centaurs' attitude towards the aliens, and where fighting seemed to be the only way to go.

"You have to be careful, Umbridge has already fired Professor Trawney. If you ask me for my opinion, I think she's still doing the same thing. If you're doing something you shouldn't be doing, you're going to..."

"Some things are more important than keeping a job!" Hagrid said as he waved his hand softly, and a basin full of knots fell to the ground with a loud noise. "Don't worry about me, Harry. You just have to live your life, you're such a good boy."

Harry had no choice but to leave Hagrid, who was cleaning up the feces on the ground with a mop, but he was frustrated when he made his way back to the castle with great difficulty.

At the same time, all the teachers and Hermione kept reminding them that the normal level wizard certification was getting closer and closer.

All of the fifth-graders felt some level of stress. She became the first person to get a tranquilizer potion from Madam Pomfrey after Hannah burst into tears in Potions and choked up that she was too stupid to fail the exam and wanted to leave school immediately.

Without the Defence Against the Dark Arts () class, Harry thought he would have been extremely unhappy. He sometimes thinks that he is only living for the hours in the House of Need, where he toils and enjoys his work completely, and he takes pride whenever he sees the members of the Defence Against the Dark Arts and their progress around him.

In fact, Harry had been curious to know how Umbridge would react when all the members of the Defence Against the Dark Arts Society performed well in the Defence Against the Dark Arts' regular level wizard check.

Eventually, they began to learn the much-anticipated Protector Charm, and Van Lin kept reminding them that summoning a Protector in a brightly lit classroom was very different from summoning something like a Dementor.

"Oh, don't be so upset!" In their last class before Easter, Cho said heartily as she watched her swan-shaped protector flutter around the room of need. "They're so beautiful!"

"It's important that they protect you, not whether they're beautiful or not. Harry said patiently. "I think we need a Boggart, and that's how I learn the Protector Charm. I once summoned my protector when a shapeshifter was pretending to be a Dementor. ”

"But it's going to cause panic!" Lavender said she was shooting out puffs of silver smoke from the tip of her wand. "And I still don't have a way to make a successful call. ”

She added angrily. Neville was in a difficult situation, his face crumpled, but only a faint wisp of silver smoke emerged from the tip of his wand.

"You have to think of something to make yourself happy!" Van Lin reminded him.

"I'm trying!" Neville said miserably, his round face already glistening with sweat.

"Hey, listen, don't think too hard about the Dharma Protector Charm, it's actually very simple, a collection of good and determined things, like this. With a slight shake of Van Lin's hand, some silver light poured out, quickly gathering on the ground in the form of Van Lin's Animagus.

"Hey, Van Lin, I think I made it!" Seamus exclaimed happily, he had come with Justin for the first time at a Defence Against the Dark Arts party.

"You see—oh—he's gone. Obviously, he's a furry thing, Van Lin!"

Ron's protector was a large silver dog running around him, somewhat resembling Sirius, though Sirius was about the size of a bear.

"They all look good, don't they?" Hermione watched tenderly as the Patronus formed by her Protector Charm surrounded her.