Voldemort moved lazily, allowing the warm light of the fire to shine more on him.

"Dolores, my servant, you have a very good plan, to secretly provoke the Ministry of Magic to conflict with Dumbledore and muddy the waters

Just do it. ”

Umbridge sobbed exaggeratedly, prostrate on the ground, and spoke praises in such a flattering way that even a few Death Eaters standing in the shadows couldn't help but frown secretly.

It's so exaggerated, this woman simply doesn't know what shame is.

No wonder she was able to climb so quickly in the Ministry of Magic, and it only took a short time for her to find the most suitable way.

I don't know if it's because of the weakening of his strength, Voldemort in this weakened state is extremely fond of this exaggerated way to express loyalty.

As a result, Umbridge's status as a Death Eater rose and he quickly gained trust.

The two slits on Voldemort's face opened a little, revealing a slight scarlet:

"Dolores, something else."

"Master, upon your orders, I immediately went to check it out for myself—" The sobs died down at once, replaced by a respectful debriefing.

Umbridge intentionally or unintentionally points out 'command, immediately, personally', and then comes to the result:

"In the cemetery I dug up the bones, and after detailed examination and comparison, it was the bones of a woman."

Scarlet expanded a few points, and Voldemort opened his mouth and let out a hoarse laugh, full of pleasure:

"So, my faithful servant, Barty Crouch Jr., has not left me?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Find him, Dolores."

"Your will—"

Umbridge fell on her knees again, her black cloak tightening down her body.

Like a giant toad ready to spit venom.

"Crackle"

The stove in the bedroom made the sound of burning firewood, and the bright flame licked the top of the stove, and an aluminum kettle with special Chinese characteristics was resting on the stove.

Wisps of white water vapor curled out of the curved spout.

Because the dormitories were underwater, the Slytherin stove always rose earlier than the other houses.

Zhang Xiao raised the pillow high, and the bright light of the light technique gave him the experience of reading in natural light.

The new pages are intoxicating with the fragrance of ink.

Crabbe and Goyle were among the people who took off the badge, and Zhang Xiao didn't expect these two thick-eyed guys to betray Malfoy.

But considering that their father was a loyal Death Eater, it wasn't unusual.

The two of them didn't immediately turn back to the extreme pure-blood camp, which was already more affectionate to Brother Xiao Ma than Jin, but Brother Xiao Ma saw that the two of them were not wearing badges.

His angry face trembled, and he had ignored the pair of Sleeping Dragon and Phoenix Chicks for several hours.

Zhang Xiao doesn't care, the two of them are brainless and unhappy to join the enemy camp, which is simply double happiness.

Whose dark wizard can burn himself to death with a fire spell, Goyle?

Crabbe lowered his head, his chubby fingers stirring the corners of his clothes, and from time to time he looked pitifully at Brother Tu with his small eyes.

remembered his father's instructions, and finally turned around with a sigh and climbed into his small bed.

Malfoy glanced at the two of them disdainfully, stretched out his head and whispered to Zhang Xiao in the next bed:

"Zhang, I saw Granger's class schedule at the Burrow during the summer vacation, and she actually chose all the courses, how did she do that?"

Zhang Xiao looked at him in surprise, Malfoy didn't know about the time turner?

But just now I had promised Professor McGonagall to keep it a secret, and this turned around and revealed it

I had to make a zipper action on my mouth at my brother.

Malfoy sighed in disappointment, but didn't continue to ask, which was one of Malfoy's strengths.

He has a sense of proportion, and knows when to ask and when not to ask.

Instead, the subject shifted:

"Zhang, Qingluanshe's here"

Zhang Xiao closed the book, glanced at the two beds opposite, did not speak, but gently stretched out his finger and nodded.

A piece of white paper floated over, and after writing a line of words on it, the white paper quickly folded up and turned into a paper airplane.

He staggered and flew into Malfoy's hands.

Brother Ma opened the paper airplane in surprise, only to see that it read:

"I saw him rise up a tall building, I watched him feast guests, and I saw his building collapse."

Malfoy pondered for a moment and finally understood the meaning, and couldn't help but laugh, Chinese is like this.

The meaning expressed under those words is the essence of the Chinese language.

Brother Tu no longer had any doubts, and after saying goodnight, he got into the bed.

The green curtain of the four-poster bed fell, obscuring the small bed.

Illumination still illuminates this small space.

Zhang Xiao took out the box containing the time turner and tapped it on the lid with the knuckle of her index finger.

With a soft click, the box lifted the lid on its own.

The delicate small hourglass and long thin metal chain inside are revealed.

There was also a handwritten card with a familiar font on it - Dumbledore's handwriting.

"Zhang, in the process of use, you may find a lot of wonderful use, but there is one thing that must be noted.

Don't be fooled by illusions, don't think it can predict the future, and don't be too far away from the place where it will be used.

By the way, I recommend using it for less than 8 hours a day. ”

So what is considered too far away from the place of use?

Dumbledore didn't write it, but Zhang Xiao understood what the headmaster meant.

It's not that you've forgotten, but it's not necessary, maybe you will know it naturally when you use it or when you reach a certain range.

Zhang Xiao put away the time turner, got into the soft quilt, and stretched out his hand to make a void lantern rope movement.

It doesn't matter if there is a rope or not, what matters is the sense of ceremony.

As the light slowly weakened, it finally dimmed completely.

The next morning, when Zhang Xiao and Malfoy arrived at the restaurant, they found that everyone had gotten up early.

It seems that the little wizards are very excited to choose a course for the first time, and they are even willing to get up half an hour early.

Zhang Xiao sat in his fixed seat, and the hard-working elves had already placed his exclusive tableware neatly.

Picking up the dishes and chopsticks, and taking some meals at random, Zhang Xiao asked curiously:

"Draco, do you know where the divination lesson was this morning?"

There was silence in response, and he turned his head in surprise, only to find Malfoy grimacing at the Gryffindor table.

From time to time, he also makes gestures that seem rude and complicated.

Well? What's going on?

At Gryffindor's long table, Ron and Harry grinned back at the Gryffindor table.

ZHANG Xiao:.

Out of the corner of Malfoy's eye, he saw that Zhang Xiao was looking at him, and his movements stiffened.

After hurriedly cutting his throat over there, he instantly changed from a little rascal back to that arrogant young master.

"Ahem, the first Quidditch battle of the season is Slytherin vs. Gryffindor.

Potter was very unhappy with losing to me last semester and made many insulting comments about me during the summer.

I decided to let him know who the best Seeker is. ”

Malfoy explained "as if nothing happened" that the posture of cutting sausages should be more gentlemanly and more gentlemanly.

"Actually, I'm British."

Everything you say is right.

The first is a divination class, which is also a course that young wizards are looking forward to very much, and in most people's impressions.

Wizards are always bound to cauldrons and crystal balls with weirdly colored potions.

Just like when it comes to Taoist priests, people always think of peachwood swords and compasses.

If you don't know divination, then you can still be considered a wizard.

But what the two didn't expect was that the divination classroom would be so far away.

Apparently there was no other reason why Hogwarts wanted the young wizards to exercise more, except that Hogwarts wanted the young wizards to exercise more.

It took about ten minutes just to walk, and by the time the two climbed to the eighth floor, Brother Xiao Ma was already out of breath.

It was an empty and unfamiliar platform, where there was nothing but a large painting on the stone wall, which depicted a grassland.

"Where do I go?" The pony was on his knees, his interest in divination almost gone.

The tower is not the usual residential building, the height of the 8th floor is almost equal to that of the 16th floor of an ordinary house.

Zhang Xiao looked around, and saw a fat pony with dark gray markings on the opposite side of the painting suddenly running over from outside the painting.

I graze casually.

Only young wizards who have just arrived at Hogwarts will be amazed by this, as it has long been common for third-year students to wander around with portraits and leave the frame to visit each other.

After a few moments, a stocky knight in armor entered the frame with a stinking sound, looking for his pony.

Judging by the grass stains on his metal knees, he had just fallen off his horse.

"Aha!" He looked at Malfoy and Zhang Xiao and shouted, full of joy: "Dare to break into my private territory?

Are you laughing at my occasional stumble?

Draw your swords and let's dueling! You scoundrels, dogs! ”

The little knight drew a sword from its sheath, which was like an embroidery needle, and began to swing it violently, jumping up and down in rage.

"All right, Sir Cadogan, let's duel!"

Zhang Xiao simply pulled out his wand from his waist, and a silver-white light gushed out of the wand, like pulling out a long sword with cold light shining from the air.

Only then waved a few times, and the long sword carried a whimpering wind, and the sword light in the air was extremely gorgeous.

Sir Cadogan looked down at the three-inch sword in his hand, and then at the long sword in Zhang Xiao's hand that was bigger than the one he was riding.

Neatly hid the sword behind him:

"Oh, two distinguished gentlemen, I wonder why you are here?

Cadogan will be happy to serve you! ”

Zhang Xiao shook his long sword and turned back into a wand again:

"Sir Cadogan, how do I get to the divination classroom?"

"Of course I do!" Cadogan cried out with joy, and when he stood up, he shouted, "Come, follow me, dear friends! ”

He went to draw the sword again, but without success, and tried to step on the fat pony, but he did not succeed, so he cried out, "Then on foot, two gentlemen, forward!" Go ahead!"

Malfoy and Zhang Xiao followed, and he walked through the picture frames, and as he passed a group of women in skirts, Cadogan's neck could barely be twisted.

Unfortunately, he only startled the screams of the ladies.

In the end, Pony could no longer run, and he looked desperately at the seemingly never-ending tower.

Zhang Xiao snapped his fingers, and Brother Tu only felt that he was light and fluttering, and he suddenly floated like this.

Malfoy had a sudden sense of foreboding, and then a hemp rope from nowhere bound his ankles like snakes.

Not good! To—

Malfoy's mind raced, and he hurriedly shouted, "I've been—"

But Zhang Xiao suddenly picked up his speed and led Malfoy to run quickly.

The intensity of the turmoil turned the rest of Malfoy's words into screams of terror.

I've finally found a chance to fly my kite when you're in first grade!

There was even a faint golden light on the surface of Zhang Xiao's body, and the sound of the soles of his shoes coming into contact with the ground became louder and louder.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and Malfoy only felt that the scene around him was beginning to blur.

When he finally stopped, Zhang Xiao put Malfoy down, held his shoulder, and said loudly:

"No thanks, Draco, it's a good friend's help."

I. I. Malfoy wanted to fight back, but the ground under his feet seemed to turn into clouds, soft, and Zhang in front of him was ghosted.

Barely climbing the last few stairs to a small platform, where most of the class was located. There are no doors on the stair landing;

There is a round trapdoor in the ceiling with a bronze plaque on the door.

"Sybil Trelawney, divination teacher."

Just as the students were wondering how to go up, the trapdoor suddenly opened, and a silver ladder stretched out.

The divination class is a very quirky classroom.

Malfoy frowned and looked around, muttering quietly:

"I don't think it's a classroom, it's more like an old-fashioned teahouse in the attic, and my dad said there used to be one in Diagon Alley, which was very stylish.

But then after the boss died, no one wanted to take over. ”

Actually, Malfoy said it quite appropriately.

Zhang Xiao counted, there were at least twenty small round tables crammed into this classroom.

Each table is surrounded by Indian calico armchairs and bulging small cushions.

Everything was illuminated by a dim scarlet light;

The curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps were draped in crimson shades.

The classroom was breathlessly warm, the fireplace was full, and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire.

A dull, greasy scent filled the classroom.

The circular walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a large pile of tea sets.

Well, a combination of a teahouse and a divination hut.

Zhang Xiao didn't seem to come to class, more like he came to the scenic spot to check in.

He still knew very well what Sybil was capable of, and he had probably made two or three predictions in his life.

Very much in line with Dumbledore's comment about the prophecy - some people are extremely lucky to have a glimpse into the future at this moment.

And Huaxia is not without its own divination, there are many genres, and the reliability is much higher than this.

If you want to learn divination, why don't you learn Huaxia?

Suddenly, a voice came from the shadows, that soft, muffled voice.

"Welcome," the voice said, "it's good to see you in the visible world at last." ”

Professor Trelawney walked into the firelit area, and they saw that she was very thin.

Her eyes were magnified several times by thick telescopes, countless necklaces and beads hung from her slender neck, and bracelets and rings were worn on her arms and hands.

Zhang Xiao touched it for a while, isn't this the non-mainstream before?

In the next class, Zhang Xiao saw a large-scale trick scene.

Trelawney first talked a lot mysteriously in vague language, such as 'Heavenly Eyes' and 'Vision'.

He also mentioned that he was 'proficient' in several methods of divination, and by the way, he intimidated nearly half of the students in the class.

Especially when Harry was told that he had to stay away from the black dog, Harry's face was pulled long.

It's hard to reunite with Sirius, and you say stay away, stay away?

Even funnier is Malfoy, who is scolded by Trelawney as he tries to make a prophecy based on tea residues.

Because Malfoy predicted that Trelawney would most likely be fired in the future, but according to the tea pomace, this fate seems to have been reversed.

Trelawney, in very sharp terms, sadly told Malfoy that he was not fit for divination.

Not even a talent for divination.

Zhang Xiao was about to pinch her leg with a smile, especially when she saw Malfoy's confused, pitiful expression.

Even more laughing stomachache.

Unexpectedly, Trelawney turned around and burned the fire on herself.

She looked at Zhang Xiao with those big and surprisingly big eyes, covered her mouth, and sighed sadly:

"Zhang, you're so pitiful."

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Scratching my head, the outline is sorted out

(End of chapter)