"Our Divination class professor is just gone?"
Ron's expression was dull. He was almost stunned by Johnny Silverhand's wealth just now.
Harry nodded hard, still recalling the six Firebolts.
I remember when he received the Firebolt, he was as happy as a naughty child, and he also had a cold war with Hermione because Hermione told Professor McGonagall.
"When did Firebolts become so worthless?" He muttered to himself, which felt unreal.
Hermione thought it was a good thing that Trelawney was gone. After all, she was considered to have no talent by Trelawney and gave up on the subject.
Even Professor McGonagall felt that Trelawney's subjects were not rigorous, and she even felt that this might not be a big deal.
Lavender and Parvati were worried. Although it was a good thing that Professor Trelawney found a new job, they had no more divination classes.
Fortunately, Dumbledore solved the problem.
He actually found a centaur.
This made Umbridge very angry. When Dumbledore was late, it turned out that he had brought the centaurs over.
Parvati, who originally thought there was no divination class, was immediately attracted to it.
Who makes this centaur look so handsome?
Pale blond hair, shockingly blue eyes.
Firenze.
John saw Firenze on the stage. Judging from the hoof marks on his chest, he must have experienced a centaur battle just now.
"Working for humans, with the arrogant temperament of the horse people, I guess it won't be easy."
After glancing at Firenze's arrival, John had had enough of this farce.
He turned and left here.
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Umbridge's dominance was immediate, and she soon made the disobedient students become more obedient.
What they were thinking was that Umbridge would be expelled even if the faculty said she would be expelled, so would the same be true for students like them?
Malfoy went to Quidditch training, and Montague didn't want to be the most failed captain on Slytherin's pillar of shame, so he started to go crazy.
Even Malfoy sometimes felt that Montague didn't treat his teammates as human beings.
John opened the reply from Basil, which said that Trelawney was drunk in the Divination Pavilion. 33
At the same time, Tang Mi didn't understand why John wanted to open a divination pavilion to support Trelawney.
It would be fine if he really had powerful divination abilities, but Tang Mi didn't see what was so great about Trelawney?
Just because she is the great-great-granddaughter of a famous prophet?
John smiled slightly, of course it was not that simple.
He poached Trelawney because he knew that she was a person of real ability, and that the famous prophecy of the Messiah came from this person.
Trelawney was capable, John could confirm that.
However, after Trelawney's ability was triggered, she didn't even remember it, so she looked like a liar.
Besides, the other person was also the one who taught him how to predict. John opened the Huanmiao Divination Pavilion just to keep the person here.
It looks like a fortune telling pavilion, but in fact there is no second diviner inside.
There are many crystal balls, and if Trelawney triggers divination, it will be recorded.
As for raising one more person?
With his current financial resources, he could raise Hogwarts, but does he still care about this?
Burning the letter, John knew Dumbledore would read his thoughts.
He didn't mind, since his purpose was clear.
Opening the calendar, John put a red circle on it.
Looking at the days he still had to wait, he thought for a while, then wrote a new letter and gave it to Basil.
"Leave Riddle to Old Barty."
Basil nodded after taking it and flew up. Tom ran over and rubbed his thigh. John opened its mouth and took a look.
Tom's teeth have become a little strange. If you look closely, you can see that his teeth have become a little elongated.
Like a row of sharp saw teeth.
Tom blinked and let John examine his teeth.
“There wasn’t a lot of rejection.”
John put down Tom, touched his chin, and said, "Maybe I should find you a test subject."
Tom stuck out his tongue at John in a flattering manner, but John avoided him in disgust.
After playing with Tom in a good mood for a while, John headed to the Slytherin common room.
John habitually picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water, then casually looked at the third-grade boy reading in the lounge.
He is Pansy's little boyfriend and is very popular in the third grade.
Astoria ran to watch Malfoy train, and Daphne followed to keep an eye on her sister.
If Astoria did something, it would only be Malfoy who would suffer.
After all, there is no reason for a biological sister to do something to her sister. Malfoy deserves to be mourned in silence.
After drinking the water, John put it down casually and stood up.
His body was shaking, as if he had low blood sugar.
"I don't know when I can eat."
After muttering something, John walked out of the lounge.
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At noon, John saw Pansy and Daphne coming.
"Don't let that guy touch my things." Daphne spoke, and Pansy apologized repeatedly.
When John saw the food brought by Daphne, he silently shifted his gaze and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's not Pansy's rude and brutal boyfriend." Daphne sat down angrily, "He touched my kitchen utensils."
John asked in surprise: "Why is he in the kitchen?"
Pansy said sheepishly, "He likes photography and wants to take pictures of house elves at work."
"So you will take him to my exclusive place?" Daphne glared at Pansy.
Pansy, who had been signed many unequal treaties, did not dare to refute, so she had no choice but to apologize on behalf of her little boyfriend.
Daphne was very angry, the kind that couldn't be coaxed.
"No one can touch my kitchen utensils. They are specially used for John's cooking!" Daphne's voice became louder.
Pansy poked Goyle and asked him to plead with her.
Goyle poked Crabbe, and Crabbe poked Malfoy.
After all, Malfoy and Pansy were childhood sweethearts. He flipped his hair and said to Daphne, "For my sake."
"roll!"
"okay."
He forgot that he had no face.
Astoria was originally conflicted about the boy's two-way attitude, so she didn't want to say anything nice.
"Okay, Daphne," said John, "sit down and eat."
Daphne sat down obediently and Pansy gave a silent thumbs up.
What does coaxing mean? It’s just that the person coaxing is wrong.
This further strengthened Astoria's plan. If her sister failed, wouldn't the Greengrass family never have peace?
After eating the meal Daphne cooked, John wiped his mouth gracefully.
"Draco, after dinner we will go to the Star Club."
After saying something to Malfoy, John stood up and left.
Just when he stood up, he accidentally knocked down the cup.
In the past, John's reflexes would have allowed him to catch him before he fell.
But this time, the cup fell to the ground, and John looked at his hands.
"John?" Malfoy looked up at John.
"It's okay." John waved his hand, picked up the cup, put it back on the table, and walked out of the auditorium.
Dumbledore's eyes turned to John and fell on the cup.
Snape also noticed the problem, and he looked at the cup with an inquiring look.
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Star Club.
John shook the test tube, and the blood and transparent liquid inside merged together with the shaking, and finally settled at the bottom.
He put down the test tube just as Malfoy walked in.
"I need you to do something for me, Draco." John turned to look at Malfoy.
Malfoy was fiddling with his hairstyle. 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 weird.
John glanced at him and said, "Just tell her when the meeting with Mr. K is."
"Mr. K?" Malfoy said inexplicably: "When did my mother know that person?"
"You're not your mother. It's not surprising that I don't know her."
John said to Malfoy, "Remember to write it yourself, and tell me when you reply."
"Okay." Malfoy agreed with some difficulty and asked doubtfully, "Voldemort is at my house. He may check my letter."
"Your mother will take care of it." John told him not to worry.
Malfoy wrote a letter and sent it via owl.
After Malfoy left, John looked back at the test tube, and the liquid inside turned black.
He looked at the test tube meaningfully and said: "Sometimes, the simpler the plan, the more useful it is."
He hid the test tube so that no one could see it.
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Some people died, but not completely...
