Chapter 337: The Centaurs and the New Professor

"Our divination professor is gone?"

Ron's expression was glazed, he was almost stupefied by Johnny's money in his silver hand.

Harry nodded hard, still remembering the six firebolts.

I think he was as happy as a bear boy when he received the firebolts, and because Hermione told Professor McGonagall that he had a cold war with Hermione.

"When did the fire bolt become so worthless?" He muttered to himself, and it didn't feel real.

Hermione thought it was a good thing that Trelawney was gone, after all, she had been deemed untalented by Trelawney and had given up on that course.

Even Professor McGonagall felt that Trelawney's subjects were not rigorous, and she thought that it might not be a big deal.

Lavender and Parvati were worried, and while it was a good thing that Professor Trelawney had found a new job, they had no divination class.

Thankfully, Dumbledore solved the matter.

He found a centaur.

This made Umbridge angry, and Dumbledore was late when he had brought the centaurs over.

Pavati, who had not thought that there was no divination class, was immediately attracted to it.

Who made this centaur look so handsome.

Pale blonde hair, surprisingly blue eyes.

Ferencze.

John saw Ferenze appear, and judging by his chest with hoof prints, he probably had experienced a horseman fight.

"Working for humans, the arrogant nature of the Centaurs is probably not pleasant."

Glancing at Ferenze's arrival, John had seen enough of the farce.

He turned and walked away.

...

Umbridge's domineering was immediate, and soon made the disobedient students honest.

What they think is that Umbridge even says the faculty will be expelled, so is it the same for their students?

Malfoy had gone to Quidditch to train, and Monty didn't want to be the most defeated captain on the Slytherin Pillar of Fame, and he started to go crazy.

Even Malfoy sometimes wondered if Montay was a little too dismissive of his players.

John opens the reply letter brought by Basil, which says that Trelawney is very drunk in the Illusory Divination Chamber. 33

At the same time, Don Mi didn't understand why John wanted to open a divination cabinet to support Trelawney.

If it's really a person with strong divination ability, forget it, but Tang Mi didn't see where Trelawney was powerful?

Just because she's the great-great-granddaughter of a famous prophet?

John smiled slightly, of course it wasn't that simple.

He poached Trelawney because he knew that this was a man of real ability, and that the famous messianic prophecy came from this man.

Trelawney is capable, John can confirm.

However, after Trelawney's ability is triggered, she herself doesn't remember it, so she looks like a liar.

Moreover, the other party is also a person who has instructed him on how to prophesy, and John opened a magic divination cabinet just to keep people.

It seems to be a divination cabinet, but in fact there is no second soothsayer in it.

There are many crystal balls, and if Trelawney triggers a divination, it will be recorded.

As for raising one more person?

With his current financial resources, he can raise Hogwarts, do he care about this?

Burning the letter, John knew Dumbledore would figure out what was on his mind.

He didn't mind, he had a clear purpose anyway.

Open the calendar, and John ticks a red circle on it.

Looking at the days he had to wait, he thought for a while and rewrote a letter to Basil.

"Let Riddle give it to Old Barty."

Basil nodded and flew up, Tom ran over and rubbed his thigh, and John opened his mouth to look at it.

Tom's teeth have become a little strange, and if you look closely, you can see that his teeth have become a little elongated.

It's like a row of sharp serrations.

Tom blinked and let John examine his teeth.

"There wasn't much rejection."

John put Tom down, touched his chin, and said, "Maybe I should find you a test subject." ”

Tom flatteringly sticks his tongue out at John, but John dodges away in disgust.

Having a good mood to play with Tom for a while, John heads to the Slytherin common room.

John habitually picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, casually looking at the third-year boy reading in the lounge.

He is Pansy's little boyfriend and has a good relationship in the third grade.

Astoria went to watch Malfoy train, and Daphne followed her to watch her sister.

If Astoria does anything, it will only be Malfoy who will suffer.

After all, how can a sister do something to her sister, and Malfoy deserves to be mourned in silence.

After drinking the water, John casually put it down and stood up.

His body shook, like a little hypoglycemic.

"I don't know when I can eat."

Muttering, John walked out of the lounge.

...

At noon, John saw Pansy and Daphne coming.

"Don't let that guy touch my stuff." Daphne spoke, and Pansy apologized.

When John saw the food brought by Daphne, he silently shifted his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Not Pansy's rude and savage boyfriend yet." Daphne sat down in a huff, "He touched my kitchenware." ”

John was surprised and asked, "How could he be in the kitchen?" ”

Pansy was embarrassed to say, "He loves photography and wants to photograph house-elves at work." ”

"So you're going to take him to my exclusive location?" Daphne glared at Pansy.

Pansy, who has been signed with many unequal treaties, does not dare to refute it, so she has to apologize for her little boyfriend.

Daphne was angry, the kind that didn't coax well.

"No one is allowed to touch my kitchen utensils, which are specially used for John's cooking!" Daphne's voice amplified.

Pansy poked Goyle and asked him to intercede with her.

Goyle poked Crabbe, and Crabbe poked Malfoy.

Malfoy and Pansy, who were also childhood sweethearts, ruffled his hair and said to Daphne, "For my sake." ”

"Get out!"

"Okay."

He forgot that he had no face.

Astoria didn't want to say good things because she was originally entangled in the fact that the boy was stepping on two boats.

"Alright, Daphne." John said, "Sit down and eat." ”

Daphne sat down, and Pansy gave a silent thumbs up.

What is called coaxing is not good, but the person who coaxes is wrong.

This strengthened Astoria's plan, if his sister didn't succeed one day, wouldn't the Greengrass family never have peace?

Eating the meal Daphne had cooked, John wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Draco, let's go to the Stars Society after dinner."

With a word to Malfoy, John got up and left.

It was only when he got up that he accidentally touched the cup.

In the past, John's reflexes must have been able to catch before he fell.

But this time, the cup fell to the ground, and John looked at his hand.

"John?" Malfoy looked up at John.

"It's fine." John waved his hand, picked up the cup, put it back on the table, and walked out of the auditorium.

Dumbledore's gaze looked at John, and landed on the cup.

Snape noticed the question, and he looked at the cup with the same inquiring look.

...

The Star Society.

John took the test tube and shook it, and the blood in it fused with the clear liquid with the shaking, and finally settled at the bottom.

He put down the test tube, and Malfoy walked in.

"I need you to do something for me, Draco." John turned to look at Malfoy.

Malfoy was fiddling with his hair, and when he heard this, he applied hairspray to his hair and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"Write a letter to your mother."

"Huh?" Malfoy's expression was indescribably strange.

John glanced at him and said, "Just tell her what day Mr. K is coming." ”

"Mr. K?" Malfoy said inexplicably, "When did my mom know that guy?" ”

"You're not your mother, so it's not surprising that you don't know each other."

John said to Malfoy, "Remember to write it yourself, and if you reply to it, you tell me again." ”

"Okay." Malfoy agreed with some difficulty, and asked suspiciously, "Voldemort is at my house, I'm afraid he'll check my letter." ”

"Your mom will figure it out." John told him not to worry.

Malfoy wrote a letter and sent it through an owl.

When Malfoy left, John looked back at the tube, and the liquid inside turned black.

He looked meaningfully at the test tube and said, "Sometimes, the simpler the plan, the more useful it is. ”

He hid the test tube from anyone.

...

Some people died, but not completely......