hall.
There is a divination class today.
Firenze was appointed as the new Divination professor by Dumbledore. Because of his handsome face, he gained a lot of fans before even starting the class.
Malfoy found John mysteriously and asked in a low voice, "John, do you think centaurs like horses or people?"
Once upon a time, John also had such doubts, but now...
He glanced at Malfoy, "What do you want to say?"
"Can you ask for me?" Malfoy was really curious.
John pointed in another direction and said: "For such rude and reckless things, you can ask someone from Gryffindor to ask it for you."
Malfoy smiled and said, "I'm just curious."
He didn't want to be associated with a Gryffindor, and John's reason for beating him that time was because he looked like a Gryffindor.
At breakfast time, Daphne returned to cooking.
John doesn't care what comes out.
Putting it in his mouth and feeling the harsh texture, he fell into deep thought.
"Isn't this Hagrid's rock cake?"
He looked at Daphne, who said, "Hagrid said you liked this."
John didn't remember admitting it, but one good thing about Daphne's rock biscuits was that they could grind your teeth.
After swallowing the rock biscuit with difficulty, John felt that he should tell Hagrid not to be so confident.
It seems that Daphne has begun to try dark Western cuisine. 33
He picked up the magazine and flipped through it. When the time came, he set off for the divination class.
The location of the divination class was changed, from the original astronomy tower to classroom 11 on the first floor.
It was probably because Firenze's horse legs couldn't go up the stairs.
John walked to the door of the classroom, opened the door and walked in. It turned into a woodland.
He was standing in a forest glade.
The floor turned into soft moss, and fan-shaped branches covered with lush foliage stretched across the ceiling and windows.
Beams of soft, dappled green light poured throughout the room.
He found a seat with his back against the tree trunk and looked up, the centaur Firenze was looking at him.
Firenze gave John a kind smile, stretched out his hand and said, "John Wick."
John took the hand, nodded and said, "Professor Firenze."
"I heard other people talking about you," Firenze said to John. "You made some centaurs angry that time."
"Then let them be angry," John smiled: "If they want to find me, I'm welcome."
Firenze said, "Centaurs don't hunt young."
"If that's their excuse," John said noncommittally, "I can live with that."
Firenze was speechless.
It can be seen from John's attitude that he doesn't seem to like centaurs.
Firenze, who was expelled, was helpless. He whispered, "Mars are flashing. I hope you don't care about those things."
Mars, also known as Yinghuo, is a sign of war.
Horse people have a complete and powerful heritage in stargazing, and they are able to observe many things through formation.
John looked at the horse hoof bruises on his chest in surprise and said unexpectedly, "You will still speak for them after being expelled."
"I have no grudge against them." Firenze doesn't want his tribe to do stupid things.
John shrugged and sat down.
After a while, Harry and Ron came over.
If Parvati and the others hadn't brought the two of them here, they would probably have been able to see them arrive at the astronomical tower.
Firenze greeted Harry just as he had seen John.
When the door closes, class begins.
Firenze did not hide the news of his deportation, but he took the initiative to bring it up.
The students were very interested in centaurs, and Harry's roommate Dean asked eagerly: "Does Hagrid feed you like the Thestrals?"
John really wanted to pull Malfoy over and show him, that kind of feeble and reckless question really suited Gryffindor.
"I'm not, I mean, I'm sorry."
Fortunately, Dean still had some brains. When he saw Firenze looking at him slowly, he realized his mistake.
"Catars are not human servants or pets." Firenze, who was probably the best-tempered among the centaurs, said quite calmly.
Parvati raised her hand and asked. She wanted to know even more why Firenze was exiled.
Firenze was banished because he agreed to work for Dumbledore.
With that said, Firenze didn't want to continue talking about this topic and started the class.
This classroom used magic. He raised a hand and the surrounding light changed and dimmed.
The stars appear on the ceiling and look very beautiful.
John didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, listening to the gasps and exclamations around him.
Ron yelled dramatically, and Firenze told them to lie down.
They were to learn to observe the stars, which was completely different from what Trelawney taught them.
At the same time, Firenze brought up the matter of Mars shining, which foreshadowed the resumption of war in the near future.
They also lit sage bushes and watched the choking smoke inside.
This class was much more lively and interesting than Trelawny's.
Even Trelawney's biggest fans, Lavender and Parvati, were shaken.
After class, John saw that Firenze had left Harry behind, and by the way, Ron had also been left behind.
There is nothing strange about him. Firenze and the two talents are better than himself.
...
Harry wondered why he was left behind.
Firenze asked: "Harry Potter, are you Hagrid's friend?"
"Yeah." Harry nodded.
"Then let me remind him that his efforts are useless." Firenze shook his head and said, "He'd better give up."
Harry looked confused. What was Hagrid trying to do?
"I wanted to remind Hagrid myself, but I have been banished. It is not wise to approach the Forbidden Forest now."
"But what is Hagrid trying to do?" Harry wondered if Hagrid had raised something else.
But Firenze refused to disclose it, citing his respect for Hagrid, and only emphasized that Hagrid's efforts were useless.
"John is also Hagrid's friend, why didn't you tell him?" Harry asked after hesitation.
Firenze was silent for a while and said: "He is too dangerous."
"Danger?"
This time, let alone Harry, Ron was equally confused.
To hear this word from the famously grumpy centaur was as low as winning a Galleon.
Their understanding of John was still on campus.
In school, no matter how powerful John is, he is still a student.
Firenze didn't want to talk too much about John, and added the last sentence, "He is more dangerous than any terrible creature you have ever seen. Harry Potter, you'd better stay away from him."
Harry left with those words still in his mind.
"More dangerous than any terrifying creature I've ever seen?"
He looked at Ron and asked, "What do you think he means?"
"Although I think John is not easy to deal with," Ron said uncertainly, "but he should not be involved in danger."
It was rare for Ron to say something with thought.
They were now in a delicate relationship with John, and Harry felt it was too exaggerated.
Is it because John is too good?
Thinking of how Snape often used John's excellence to suppress him during Occlumency practice, he felt a tightness in his chest.
This incident is just an episode, and after two classes, they will forget it.
By the time Care of Magical Creatures came to class, Hagrid was back to being cautious again.
Trelawney's departure made him very worried that he would follow in her footsteps.
He does not have the blood of a prophet, and he will be completely homeless if he is kicked out.
John noticed Hagrid's worry and comforted him during class: "Don't worry, you'll be fine."
"That's not necessarily the case." Hagrid glanced at Umbridge who was listening depressedly.
By feeding bugs to the Silent Bird, he muttered in a low voice: "Sybill Trelawney was expelled, and I now have the lowest score."
He was a little disappointed. He was originally at the bottom, but now he is the lowest.
John didn't know how to tell him that if Umbridge fired Hagrid, her career as an investigator would end early.
Umbridge stared at the two guys chatting in front of her like no one else was around. She really wanted to fire them all.
But thinking of John's threat, she could only endure it and write down the account.
After class, John saw Harry walking back to Hagrid's hut, yelling that he had forgotten to bring the book back.
Malfoy complained and mocked: "You look like a comedian."
Even Malfoy could see how bad his acting was.
All John could say was that it was an eye-opener.
...
In some things, Neville had a greater advantage than John.
For example now.
Neville, who was holding the Sword of Marvolo, looked at the doors that opened to enter each student, the red gems shining brightly.
...
Some people died, but not completely...
