When Townsend followed Dumbledore to the Great Hall, the Great Hall was already packed.

Although the Great Hall is indeed the liveliest place in Hogwarts Castle during the lunch meal, the students who usually come to eat just finish their meals and leave without staying too long, while the teachers are more willing to eat in their own offices.

But at this time, not only the students, but also the Hogwarts teachers were almost there.

Townsend could see Professor Flitwick sitting on a high chair that was significantly higher than the others, smiling and greeting him, next to him was Professor McGonagall sitting upright, and even next to him was a middle-aged wizard with a gloomy temperament and greasy hair.

The current Head of Slytherin, Professor of Potions, Professor Snape.

Tang Sen couldn't help but look at the other party twice, which attracted the other party's attention, so he looked back with those indifferent eyes.

Townsend smiled and nodded, and under Dumbledore's guidance, sat next to Professor Flitwick, and it is worth mentioning that next to Townsend there was another unreasonably large man who could only sit on a low stool in order to take care of other people's perceptions.

"Hello, Professor Tang." The giant raised his hand enthusiastically, for his face was full of lush beard, and Townsend could only see the sparkling eyes of the other man.

"Hello, Professor Hagrid." Townsend responded politely.

"Ahaha—you know my name—" Hagrid looked a little pleased, his fan-like hand wiped his clothes on his clothes, and reached out towards Townsen, "Just call me Hagrid, I'm not used to people calling me Professor."

Townsend took one of his fingers and shook it, symbolically completing the handshake ceremony.

"I didn't expect you to join Hogwarts in this way." Professor Flitwick shook hands with Townsend as well, "It's been less than a week since you last offered to become a professor in divination, right?" Now you're sitting next to me. ”

The Charms professor with elven blood sighed and said, "I remember I reminded you that this year's Hogwarts situation was complicated, but now it seems that you are very good at handling the situation. ”

"I just don't want to wait too long." Tang Sen smiled: "For soothsayers, it is instinct to choose the future that is most beneficial to them from the long river of time. ”

"Divination alone can't get the Minister of Magic to approve a stranger's application." Professor Flitwick made the point, but instead of dwelling, he smiled kindly and said, "Anyway, you are welcome at Hogwarts." ”

Dumbledore walked to the podium in the Great Hall, the metal owl that had been cured with a loud voice spread its wings, and he clapped his hands to silence the Great Hall.

"I think everyone already knows." His voice echoed through the auditorium, "We will have a new professor of divination today. ”

The students erupted in cheers, especially the fifth-graders, who stood up and even waved their sharp-horned wizard hats.

"Professor Ferencze and Professor Tang have finished their first public class at Hogwarts this morning, and the fifth year students who participated in the open class have already cast their votes as they think are most suitable."

Dumbledore held up an envelope and said, "Now the results of the vote are in my hands." ”

He didn't sell anything, and obviously, there was no point in selling it when the results were already known, so he opened the envelope cleanly and read out:

"After a vote from the students, we have happily decided that Mr. Sen Tang will be the professor of divination at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."

The audience burst into even more excited applause.

Townsend stood up at Dumbledore's signal and nodded slightly at the students.

"Of course, in addition to Professor Tang, I will also announce another decision." To everyone's surprise, Dumbledore continued, "Professor Ferenze will temporarily reside next to the Black Lagoon to conduct academic research in astrology, and if you are interested in astrology, you can go and communicate with Professor Ferenze. ”

Obviously, most of the students weren't interested in the news, but Umbridge, who had been sitting on the sidelines with a smile and smug smile on his face, stood up suddenly.

"I disagree!"

She stepped forward menacingly and screamed, "He has lost, and he should be driven back into the jungle that rightfully belongs to him!" Hogwarts must not be the dwelling place of the beasts! ”

"Professor Umbridge." Dumbledore had obviously anticipated Umbridge's reaction, he just stared at her with those deep and calm eyes until she was covered in hair, and then said, "First of all, I need to emphasize that centaurs are not beasts, they are extremely intelligent, and secondly, you have no right to interfere with who I let stay at Hogwarts. ”

Umbridge trembled with anger and said angrily, "Dumbledore, you'll regret it!" ”

"I'm the Headmaster, Professor Umbridge."

Dumbledore said graciously, "Also, please call me Professor Dumbledore." ”

This farce obviously added a lot of laughter to the students, they didn't care if there was a centaur living on the edge of the Black Lake, anyway, whether it was the Forbidden Forest or the Black Lake, there were enough strange creatures living in it.

Only Harry Potter cared about this, and he couldn't have been happier that not only did he have a real soothsayer as a teacher, but his friend, Mr. Centaur Ferencze, would not be driven away, and Umbridge had been disgraced in front of the whole school, and for him, it was simply the best day of the semester.

This good mood made him still smile when he taught the students Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

That's right, the boy who never died, Mr. Harry Potter, the savior, has taken on a different role this semester, teaching some of the students who are willing to believe in him some of the magic and knowledge of defending against dark wizards.

This was due to Umbridge's terrible level of education, and the pressure from Harry's claim that Voldemort had returned, which made some students willing to pin their hopes on Harry – a feeling that Harry himself enjoyed.

Although he was only a fifth-year student, no one could deny that he had already experienced too many dangerous things, such as fighting off Voldemort's remnant spirit, slaying a basilisk, and even winning the Triwizard Tournament.

Apparently, Umbridge had been trying to catch the offending student group and had tried to use it to attack Dumbledore's authority, but the students were cautious and the location of the class was chosen in the Room of Requirement, a mysterious secret room that few people knew about, so Umbridge never succeeded.

These Hogwarts trivia have nothing to do with Townsend for the time being, he only tasted some desserts at lunchtime, and I have to say that the Hogwarts elves have good craftsmanship, but he still restrained his desires.

For Townsen, it was a great waste to use his stomach for something that had no extraordinary properties.

He had always had self-control, and for safety, he was able to endure the years-long curse of the Aztec coins, and in order to become stronger, he could endure the days when he had his stomach running at full capacity and stuffed with the flesh of magical beasts.

To do this, he even asked the pixies at the Leaky Cauldron Bar to make jerky so that he could eat it whenever he wanted, in addition to his meals.

However, there is also a small problem because of this.

"Constipation is so unpleasant."

Townsend walked out of the bathroom with vague steps, "Maybe I need to find a pharmacy to buy some laxatives hell, do I need to worry about this kind of problem to become a transcendent?" ”

"Long-term use of laxatives is also not a good solution"

The students on both sides kept greeting Tang Sen, and Tang Sen had to maintain a decent posture and respond with a smile.

The office that Dumbledore had arranged for him was on the second floor of the castle, in a clean, non-regular hallway, and Townsend was glad that he didn't have to deal with the students anymore, and just breathed a sigh of relief, when he saw a door on the right being pushed open and a figure walked out.

The other party was wearing a black robe, with his signature long greasy hair, and his whole temperament was gloomy.

"Professor Snape." Townsend stopped.

Snape nodded, even if he had said hello, he didn't seem to be in the mood to talk, and walked straight to the other side of the corridor.

"Wait!" Townsend stopped him, "If I'm not mistaken, you're a professor of Potions, right?" ”

Snape turned back, his brow furrowed.

"Professor Tang, if you want to find someone to talk to, I'm afraid you've found the wrong person." He said stiffly: "I'm not interested in divination, I'm going to prepare the materials for the class now." ”

No, he didn't seem interested in divination, and there was a look of disgust in his eyes.

Townsend knew the source of the other party's disgust.

Snape hated Trelawney, the prophecy she had made more than a decade ago, the prophecy that had deprived him of something important, and now that disgust had reached Townsen.

Moreover, Snape didn't seem to be a good communicator.

So, Townsend said straight to the point: "Actually, I have something to ask you for. ”

"Does the soothsayer need help from others?" Snape's face twitched, as if he was sneering, "Your deeds have spread all over the world, and even I thought that the new divination professor could do anything. ”

"I don't dare to claim to be omnipotent." Tang Sen said: "I can only get a glimpse of the future, cough cough, I want to ask, you must know a lot about Potions, right?" ”

This sentence received Snape's unwavering eyes.

He didn't even bother to respond.

"Okay." Tang Sen suppressed his embarrassment and asked in a calmest tone as much as possible, "Is there a magic potion that can strengthen digestion?" ”

"You're wasting my time." Snape turned and left, "Please go to Madam Pomfrey at the school hospital for gastrointestinal problems, Mr. Fortune Teller, potions are not the ridiculous thing you think." ”

"I'm willing to pay the price accordingly." Tang Sen stopped him and said, "I think the effect I need can only be achieved by potions, and you are the best potions master I can find." ”

This flattery made Snape stop again, but he didn't turn around, but said coldly: "Professor Tang, you said something to the point, but I am not short of money, and I am not ready to sell my potion. ”

"Everything in the world has a price code." Townsend habitually uttered his own aphorisms.

"And my price, I'm afraid you can't refuse-"

"I refuse." Snape couldn't bother to waste time with Townsend any longer, the hem of his black robe hunting and his pace racing.

Townsend didn't catch up, just stood where he was and said three words.

"Resurrection Stone."

(End of chapter)