Chapter 243 Trelawney's Prophecy Lesson

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Chapter 243 Trelawney's Prophecy Lesson

In addition to the fact that the magical world has changed too little and people are slow to update, Hogwarts also contributed to the fear of Voldemort.

Every year at Hogwarts, a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher is unlucky to show Voldemort's power and implant fear of Voldemort in the hearts of students.

And the magic world is equally incompetent and weak, even the gōngzuò staff of the Ministry of Magic dare not call Voldemort by name, referring him to the mysterious man.

Can you count on them to remove Voldemort's influence? Can you count on them against Voldemort?

George only hoped that they could not hold back, and that Voldemort's affairs finally fell on him and the other young wizards.

The wizards of the older generation were always unreliable. Their knowledge and experience limited their vision, their imagination, and their abilities.

"As for the second teacher," Dumbledore continued after the sparse, unenthusiastic applause died down.

"Well, I'm sorry to tell everyone that our previous professor of the protection of magical creatures, Kettle Byrne, has chosen to retire at the end of last year, and he plans to spend more time with his little naughties. ."

His voice suddenly became happy, "However, I am very happy to tell everyone that the teacher of the new Conservation of Magical Creatures class is none other than our old friend Rubeus Hagrid. Hagrid has agreed to serve as a hunting ground. In addition to the caretaker, he also serves as a teacher for this course."

On the other side of the Gryffindor table, they immediately remembered the extremely warm applause. They seemed to want to vent the dullness of the Defence Against the Dark Arts class just now through applause. The applause lasted for a long time, mixed with shouts and cheers.

George frowned and said, "I hope he can have some brains when he is in class, otherwise he will soon be in big trouble."

Dumbledore even made Hagrid a teacher, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Let an untrained person become a teacher, Dumbledore really prefers to mislead his children, he is not a qualified good teacher.

Then he said easily, "Fortunately, I didn't plan to choose this course from the beginning."

"Maybe Dumbledore will have an arrangement." Kate said in a tone that even she didn't believe. As a senior at Hogwarts for six years,

She'd heard a lot of Hagrid's absurd things, and Hagrid's reputation as a stupid lion of Gryffindor was a lot of credit.

When the Gryffindor students finally stopped clapping, Dumbledore began to speak again.

"That's all I have to say today." Dumbledore raised his hand, "Please start enjoying the dinner."

The golden plates, silver dishes, and crystal goblets on the dining table suddenly appeared with food and drinks, and the fragrance was so enticing that everyone's appetite was greatly stimulated.

Birds in the sky, animals on the ground, fish in the water, and fruits in the ground. The sumptuous dinner, accompanied by the laughter and cheers of the teachers and students, staggered cups and performed happy songs. This joyful atmosphere made everyone's worries about the Dementors go away.

It is a pity that the atmosphere of joy and joy only lasted until the end of the dinner party, and then disappeared into the boundless night with the night.

The first day of school, the first day of class, Harry and the others immediately ran into trouble.

At lunchtime, Harry and the others were sitting together, still indignant about the morning divination class.

Harry smeared zìjǐ's bread with a lot of tomato sauce, and put chili sauce on the barbecue, and he took a big gulp of juice. Today he has become a little heavy, and he needs to ease his emotions.

"Fortunately, I didn't really choose a divination class. I feel that Professor Trelawney is really unreliable." Harry bluntly commented on Professor Trelawney.

He couldn't get a good impression of Professor Trelawney. No matter who it is, on the first day of school, the teacher predicts that he will suffer death, and he will not have a good impression on the teacher who said this.

Harry didn't choose the divination class, but he and Ron also accompanied Hermione to the divination class to audition. This is George's suggestion to them, and they only need to choose two electives.

If you are really interested in a certain course, you do not need to choose this course, but you can audit it at will. As long as they don't make trouble, the teacher won't mind the students' listening in, and won't prevent the students from learning more.

In this way, although there is one less elective credit, but there is zúgòu free time. In addition to the compulsory rune course, a course for credit, other courses can be audited and selected arbitrarily.

Harry was glad that Zìjǐ followed George's advice, otherwise, he would have to keep seeing that very unreliable Professor Trelawney.

"It's such a blessing, but it doesn't make me comfortable at all. I chose this course." Hermione said dully, she listlessly stabbed a piece of salad with a fork.

She was a little fortunate that zìjǐ listened to George's suggestion and didn't really choose all the courses. Not to mention some courses that will inevitably conflict with time, after she took the divination class today, she has confirmed George's statement that it is not that the college has set up this course, the course is meaningful.

Like today's divination class, Professor Trelawney made them make a pot of hot tea. Ask the students to divide into groups, and after drinking the hot tea, read each other's drinking tea. Is there anything more absurd than predicting the future from the shape of tea leaves? What does tea residue have to do with the future?

If there's anything more absurd than that, it's Professor Trelawney's first day of school with a bunch of wild predictions.

She predicted that Neville's grandmother would have an accident, that Parvati Patil would be hurt by a red-haired man, that a vicious flu would suspend classes in February, and finally she predicted Harry's death. And listening to Professor McGonagall, it is not the first time she has frightened students so badly.

Ron said nervously, "Harry, you haven't seen a big black dog lately, haven't you seen it anywhere, have you?"

"I've never seen a big dog like a ghost wandering in the cemetery, what Professor Trelawney said, I haven't seen any big dog." Harry said affirmatively.

He can be sure that Zìjǐ has never seen any big dogs. He went out of the house and took a taxi directly to the Broken Cauldron. After that, he never left there, all the way back to school, and he never saw any big dog.

"That's good, my uncle Billyers saw a big black dog, and then, twenty-four hours later, he died." Ron said in horror.

(To be continued.)