Chapter 207: Ike in the Dream

Looking at this scene in front of them, everyone's hearts were twisted together.

Even though Professor Trelawney likes to say scaring things in class, she is indeed the elective professor who gives students the highest pass rate.

For that alone, no one hates her. Kindness...... Hermione didn't hate her, she just hated the divination class a little, not to mention that she didn't cancel the class, all the time.

Sobbs were heard from the crowd of onlookers, and many of the little witches cried. Suddenly, the crowd was chaotic, but it was Professor McGonagall who squeezed out.

With a handkerchief in her hand, she walked up to Professor Trelawney, gently hugged her, and carefully wiped her tears.

"Alright, Sybil, don't cry your nose......" Professor McGonagall comforted softly,

"You won't leave Hogwarts ...... if you don't think so."

"Really, Professor McGonagall?" Umbridge's voice was still sweet and greasy, but there was a bit of viciousness and mockery on his face,

"Who approved it?"

"Me!" A voice came, and people naturally made a way out of the way, it was Dumbledore.

"Professor Dumbledore?" Umbridge let out a screech and took a roll of parchment from his robe and opened it,

"This is a dismissal order signed between me and the Minister of Magic, and under Education Order Twenty-Three, the highest Hogwarts Investigator, i.e., me, has the authority to inspect, retain, and fire any teacher I deem not to meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic."

"I didn't think Trelawney was up to par, so I fired her!"

"You're right, as the Supreme Inquisitor, you can fire my teacher, but you don't have the right to kick her out of Hogwarts." Dumbledore had a charitable smile on his face,

"This right belongs to the Headmaster, who is me, and I want Trelawney to continue to live at Hogwarts." As she spoke, she looked at Professor McGonagall and said calmly, "Take Sybil upstairs, Minerva." ”

"Of course, happy to help." Professor McGonagall smiled and replied,

"Let's go, Sybil......" Professor Sprout stepped out and grabbed Professor Trelawney's other arm, while Professor Flitwick pulled out his wand and sent the box flying, before following suit.

They walked straight past Umbridge, completely oblivious to the iron-blue face.

"What are you going to do when I appoint a new divination teacher and need to requisition her room?" Umbridge said.

"It's not a problem." Dumbledore replied with a smile,

"I've found what I thought was a divination classroom, and he was willing to live on the first floor of the castle."

"Found it?" Umbridge's voice became shrill,

"I have to remind you that under the Education Order No. 22 ......"

β€œβ€¦β€¦ The Ministry of Magic has the right to appoint teachers only if the headmaster cannot find a suitable candidate. Dumbledore directly interrupted Umbridge's words and said the contents of the education order in its entirety,

"But now I've found ......" As Dumbledore spoke, there was the sound of horses' hooves. Everyone followed the sound, but saw a handsome centaur slowly walking towards them.

"Ferenze." Dumbledore's smile brightened a little more, and he said to the stunned Umbridge,

"The new divination teacher, you will find that he is a good fit." Umbridge's eyes were wide open, even with a smile, but anyone could tell she was about to explode.

There was no reply, no words, just glaring at Dumbledore and Ferenzer fiercely, and then squeezed her way out of the crowd on her high heels.

Seeing her gone, a burst of cheers erupted in the foyer, which made Umbridge, who had gone away, pause, but finally left.

Harry clapped vigorously, cheering for Dumbledore like everyone else. Everyone loved to see Umbridge deflated, Dumbledore did a great job, and everyone knew that centaurs were natural soothsayers.

"We need to be vigilant, Harry." While everyone rejoiced, only Hermione was still looking straight in the direction Umbridge had left.

"She's been defeated, Dumbledore! What's more, she's already broken, and it can't be any worse! Ron shouted loudly, causing a burst of whistles and cheers.

"She only failed this time, and in fact she's still a senior investigator at Hogwarts." Hermione said calmly,

"Mark my words, Dumbledore hired a new teacher without consulting her, and she's still a centaur, she'll definitely get revenge!"

"Didn't you see the way she left looking at Dumbledore and Ferencze?" Hermione's words made Harry a little wary, but was quickly forgotten as everyone cheered for it.

After all, this incident was only a very small episode for him, and he had a lot to worry about.

For example, Occlumency, which still hasn't progressed. Snape's teaching was harsher, and he saw in Harry's mind the face of the old man, and the hallway of the Department of Mysteries.

It shouldn't have happened, but it was clear that Harry hadn't listened to him. As a result, Occlumency, it became more stringent, and at the end of each time Harry felt like his head was going to crack, and with it, the dreams became more frequent and clearer.

81??.?? Groggy and out of Snape again, Harry went straight back to the dorm room, forced himself to speak a few words to Ron and then fell asleep.

As if he was being held up by a cloud, Harry felt his body flutter, and the feeling made him uneasy. He struggled hard for a while, but it was useless, his hands and feet seemed to be disconnected from his body, and he didn't listen to him at all.

Suddenly, he got rid of that sense of powerlessness, but the next second he was horrified to find himself standing in a room with a curtain hanging in the middle of the room, and a chandelier with dozens of lights above his head.

He sat in an ornate chair, and in front of him knelt a man whom he had seen many times in his dreams before.

"Looks like I was fooled?" He said.

"Master, I beg your forgiveness...... "said the man on earth, his body trembling.

"I don't blame you, Luke Wood." His voice was cold,

"Can you guarantee that your message is reliable?"

"Reliable...... Reliable ......" Lukewood's voice trembled,

"Bode will never take it, master......"

"He knew he couldn't, and that's why he relayed against Malfoy's Spell of Destruction......" There was silence for a few moments before he said, "Get up, Lukewood......"

"It's not your fault, it's just a waste of months, just start over......"

"Master, thank you, master......" Lukewood was excited, slowly rising from the ground.

"I still need your help, I need you to give me information." He said,

"And there's one more thing you're going to do for me."

"At your command, master." Lukewood got down on one knee again, his head bowed, his eyes fixed on his toes.

"I'm going to start all over again, but this time I'm going to take a different approach......" he said.

"Your horizons limit you, and neither you nor Nagini can find the right place. It's been too many times and I don't want to wait......"

"So, I need you to send someone over the same way you sent Nagini."

"Questions, Luke Wood?"

"I didn't ...... No problem, master. Luke Wood replied immediately.

"Very good, very good......," he said, beckoning, and a man appeared next to him.

"Come with him, little Ike, I hope you can bring me good news......" Harry looked at the young wizard in front of him in horror, his tall and thin body, his pale blue eyes were still clear.

The hair is long, draped over the shoulders, very dry, not greasy at all. Suddenly, Harry felt like he was being pulled hard, as if his body was falling rapidly, and the strong feeling of weightlessness made him let out a terrible scream.

In the next second, the whole person sat up directly from the bed, panting heavily, his face full of horror, but Ike's final answer still echoed in his ears......

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"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!" Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is. There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this. Shen Changqing is used to it. Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably. In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands. When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge. The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter. Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division,It starts from the lowest level of demon eliminator,The website is about to close,Download the love reading app to watch the latest content for free and then be promoted step by step,Eventually, it is expected to become a town guard envoy。

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor. He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division. It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting. Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic. The environment has changed in vain. A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

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