Chapter 930: Reminder and Protective Spell

As soon as he finished speaking, the atmosphere of the scene became a little awkward. Fan Lin couldn't bear to watch anymore, because you never know what your teammates are doing, and you don't even know whether they are human or not...

Firenze turned to look at Justin very slowly, and Justin immediately understood that he had asked a very impolite question.

"I just...I mean...I'm really sorry," Justin finished in a very low voice.

"Centaurs are not human servants or playthings." Firenze said calmly. There was a sudden silence, and then Pavitti raised her hand again.

"Professor, may I ask why your people exiled you?"

Fan Lin was in high spirits. This was also a question Fan Lin was concerned about. Why would a centaur appear in Hogwarts? You must know that the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest are very disgusted with human wizards, but Fraser stood on his side. Here, teach the students of Hogwarts the art of divination that the centaurs value so dearly?

Oh, of course, whether you learn or not is another matter.

"Because I promised Dumbledore to take over this job," Firenze seemed to be aware of everyone's inquiries, "and they regard this as a betrayal of our people."

This reminded Harry that nearly four years ago, when Firenze let him ride on his back and sent him to a safe place, Franz's tribe Bae (meaning bane) had said something to him. yelled at Firenze and called Firenze "a vulgar mule."

He wanted to know whether it was Madara who kicked Firenze in the chest.

This is probably a penalty for the check-in fee. For semi-primitive tribes like the Centaurs, eviction always requires something symbolic, just like the mark of a slave.

But from Fan Lin's point of view, Firenze didn't seem to care.

"Let's get started," Firenze said, swishing his tail with light yellow fur, raising his head to the canopy of leaves above his head, and then slowly lowering his head. Down, and as he did so, the light in the room grew dimmer, so that they now looked as if they were sitting in a forest clearing in the twilight, and at the same time stars appeared on the ceiling.

The classroom was filled with gasps and gasps, and Ron sighed at a volume audible to everyone, "Oh my God!"

"Lie down on the ground," Firenze said in a calm tone, "and look at the sky. For those who have the ability to see, here are written the blessings and blessings of our fate."

Harry lay with his back to the floor and stared at the ceiling. A twinkling red star was winking at him above his head.

"I know you learned the names of these planets and their moons when you were in astronomy class," Fat Butt said calmly, "and you also drew diagrams of the movement of stars in the sky. Centaurs were solved centuries ago. Our findings tell us that we can glimpse our future in the sky above us."

"Professor Trauni taught us astrology," Pavitti said excitedly, raising her hands as she lay on the ground and stretching her hands in the air. "Mars can cause accidents or destruction or something like that. And when it's at a certain angle to Saturn like now," she drew a right angle on her head, "it means people have to be extra careful when handling hotthigs."

"These," Franz said quietly, "are all people's nonsense."

Fan Lin almost laughed out loud. In fact, it felt good to lie down and look up at the stars, but for things like astrology and divination, I'm really sorry.

However, Firenze really did not save face for Professor Trauni, although the latter spent most of the time, which generally refers to 99% of the time Professor Trauni spent on divination. Nonsense...

Paviti's hand fell to her side a little weakly.

"Slight injuries and minor accidents," Firenze said, tapping his feet on the damp floor, "these will only cause the ants to move outside the house in a hurry, and will not affect the celestial body." operation.”

"But Professor Trauni..." Pavitti said in a hurt and angry voice.

"Just a guy," Franz said simply. "And he is a person whose eyes are slanted and whose hands and feet are bound by the restrictions of your race."

Harry turned slightly to look at Paviti. She and the few people around her looked offended.

"Professor Trauni may have seen something, but I don't know," continued Firenze, and Harry heard the swishing sound of his tail as he walked up and down in front of them. " But basically, she wastes too much time on some pointless self-adulation that humans call fortune telling. However, what I want to illustrate here is that the intelligence of the centaur is very objective and unbiased. "Looking for signs of great evil or transformation that is sometimes revealed there, but it can take up to ten years to identify what we are seeing."

Firenze pointed to the red star directly above Harry. "For the past ten years, the omens in the sky have only indicated that wizards are in a brief lull between the two wars. However, the sparks representing war, shining brightly above our heads, hint that the war will soon be It ignites again. How quickly? We centaurs try to predict by observing the burning fire of certain herbs and leaves."

This is probably the most unusual class Fanlin and Harry have ever taken. They didn't actually burn philosopher's grass and sweet mallow on the classroom floor. Firenze just told them about the certain shapes and symbolic meanings of the acrid smoke, but he didn't seem to care at all that they were among them. It's not that someone can see the signs he describes, but it just tells them that humans have always been very bad at this field. Centaurs have spent many years becoming fully capable in this field, and warn humans not to believe in such things too much, because even if Being a centaur, the interpretation of these messages is sometimes wrong.

He did not put teaching them first like any human teacher Fanlin had met in the past. Instead, he wanted to tell them that nothing, not even centaur knowledge, was safe.

"He's not very specific about anything, is he?" Ron whispered, extinguishing their sweet mallow flames. "I mean, I need some details about the war we're about to face. You want to know too, right?"

At this time, the get out of class bell rang and everyone jumped up. Harry had completely forgotten that they were still in the castle and was convinced that he was in the forest. All the people were marching in a single line and looking a little confused.

"There are no events that are 100% certain." Fan Lin said, "But when we study, we must keep in mind that this is knowledge, which has uncertainties, but..."

Just when they were talking and about to follow the others in line, Firenze called out, "Harry Potter and Fanlin El, I have something to say to you."

Harry turned around. The centaur was standing a little in front of him. Ron hesitated whether to stay.

"You can stay," Franz told Ron. "But please close the door."

Ron followed Firenze's instructions and quickly walked over and closed the door. "I mean, you have a friend named Hagrid, right?"

said the centaur.

"Yes." Harry answered.

"Then please help me bring him a warning. What he is trying to try is not feasible, and he must work harder to stop (abandon) it."

"What he's trying to do isn't possible," Harry repeated blankly.

"He must work harder to stop it." Abandoned Lanz nodded and said, "I should have warned him personally, but I was banished. It would be unwise for me to approach the Forbidden Forest now. Even without the Hagrid already has enough troubles with the Centaur fight."

"But what is Hagrid trying to do?" Harry asked anxiously. Firenze looked down at Harry emotionlessly.

"Hagrid has done me a big favor recently," Firenze said, "and he has earned my respect for a long time with his concern for all living things. I shouldn't betray his secrets, but he must know that what he has What you are trying to do is not feasible. Please tell him good day!"

After speaking, Firenze turned around and disappeared behind the woods.

"What does he mean?" Ron said confused.

"It's Graup." Fan Lin said helplessly. For the divination professor's attitude of half-talking, it was obviously not suitable for communicating with Harry and Ron.

In fact, if Fan Lin hadn't dealt with Graup's matter in the Forbidden Forest before, Fan Lin wouldn't have known much about it.

…

As the gloomy March turned into the turbulent April, his life once again fell into a long series of anxieties and troubles.

Umbridge continued to take part in all the care of magical creatures classes, which made it difficult for Harry to convey Hagrid's warning about Firenze. In the end, Harry had to pretend that he had forgotten to take away his "Exotic Beasts and Their Locations" handout during class one day, and returned to Hagrid again after class.

Hagrid glared at Harry with his huge black eyes as he relayed Firenze's warning to Hagrid, who was visibly shocked. Then he tried to regain his composure.

"Fierenze, good boy," he said stiffly, "he doesn't know what he's talking about in this matter. I, the things I try are getting better and better."

"Hagrid, what do you want to do? Go to war with the centaur tribe because of Graup?" Harry asked seriously. He learned about the centaur's attitude towards aliens from Fan Lin, and fighting seemed to be the only feasible option.

"You have to be careful, Umbridge has fired Professor Troney. If you ask my opinion, I think she is still doing the same thing. If you are doing something you shouldn't be doing, Then you will..."

"Some things are more important than keeping a job!" Hagrid said as he waved his hand gently, and a washbasin filled with knotted wood fell to the ground, making a loud noise. "Don't worry about me, Harry. Just live your life well, you are such a good boy."

This left Harry no choice but to leave Hagrid, who was mopping up the feces on the floor, but when he trudged back to the castle, he felt very frustrated.

At the same time, all the teachers and Hermione kept reminding them that the ordinary level wizard test was getting closer and closer.

All fifth graders experience some level of stress. After Hannah burst into tears during Potions and choked up her sobs that she was too stupid to pass the exams and wanted to leave school immediately, she became the first person to receive the gift from Madam Pomfrey. Calming potions for people.

Harry thought he would be extremely unhappy without the D.A. classes. He sometimes thought he lived only for the few hours in the Room of Need, where he worked hard, thoroughly enjoyed his work, and was proud every time he saw the D.A. members around him and their progress.

In fact, Harry had always wondered how Umbridge would react when all the D.A. members performed well on the Ordinary Level Wizarding Tests in D.A.

They finally started to learn the much-anticipated Patronus Charm, and during the period, Flint kept reminding them that there was a big difference between summoning a Patronus in a bright classroom and summoning it when facing things like Dementors.

"Oh, don't be such a bummer!" Cho said cheerfully as she watched her swan-shaped Patronus flying around the Room of Need in their last class before Easter. "They are so beautiful!"

"It's important that they can protect you, not whether they are beautiful or not." Harry said patiently. "I think we need a Boggart. That's how I learned the Patronus. I once summoned my Patronus when the Doppelganger was pretending to be a Dementor."

"But it will cause panic!" said Lavender, as she shot puffs of silver smoke from the tip of her wand. "And I still can't - successfully - summon."

She added angrily. Neville also encountered difficulties. His face wrinkled into a ball, but only a faint wisp of silver smoke came out from the tip of his wand.

"You must think of something that makes you happy!" Vanlin reminded him.

"I'm trying!" Neville said miserably, and his round face was already covered with glittering sweat.

"Hey, listen, don't think the Patronus is too difficult. It's actually very simple, a collection of some beauty and determination, just like this." Vanlin's hand shook lightly, and some silver light poured out, quickly gathering on the ground to form the shape of Vanlin Animagus.

"Hey, Vanlin, I think I did it!" Seamus shouted happily. He was attending the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club meeting for the first time with Justin.

"Look - oh - he disappeared. Obviously, he is a furry thing, Vanlin!"

Ron's guardian was a large silver dog running around him, which looked a bit like Sirius, but Sirius was about the size of a bear.

"They all look beautiful, don't they?" Hermione looked at the patronus formed by her guardian spell gently around her. (To be continued)