Chapter 879 Macaroons
The dribble-shaped stone monster jumped aside when Harry read the password "macaroon" written on the parchment, and the spiral staircase had just sent Harry to the door, which opened.
Harry, who was invited to sit in the old seat in front of the principal's desk, sensitively noticed that Dumbledore's expression this time was different from the previous few times, with a bit of fatigue and anger in his expression.
Harry hesitated, what made Dumbledore so anxious.
"Would you like two cookies?" Dumbledore pushed a plate of macaroons on the table towards Harry. "Remember that Mrs. Olim Maxime, Headmaster of Beauxbatons? She I baked it by myself, and sent a lot to Hagrid and me. I like to eat this one very much recently. It has a strong almond-flavored sweetness, and the taste is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. taste."
"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Harry was not polite. He was really hungry after such a long class, not to mention that the muffins in front of him were filled with an irresistible strong aroma of almonds and the white wizard Unlike those weird flavors in the past, he directly picked up a muffin and put it in his mouth.
Macaroons have distinct layers, crisp on the outside and soft on the inside. When you take a bite, you will first taste a thin but crispy shell, followed by a soft and dense inner layer. Different from the texture of cream, the tenacity of macaroons will make the filling The filling is propped up, which adds chewiness to the soft and greasy filling.
"It's nice to be young...I'll have another piece too..." Dumbledore looked at Harry's eating, couldn't help but raised his little finger and picked up a piece between his thumb and middle finger and started to eat himself, then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief , and then smiled and directed the teapot to give each of them a glass of iced lemon juice.
Dumbledore took a sip of his drink: "You have successfully passed the most troublesome first level. It seems that Sirius is still a very good teacher... You must remember to keep reciting the next spell sooner or later, and you must not miss any time. , otherwise it will be in vain.”
"We have been persevering, but until now no one can feel the second heartbeat." After passing the most difficult level with a mandrake in his mouth, Harry never slackened in reciting spells, and he could not accept failure Afterwards, although he was used to eating and talking with a mandrake in his mouth, he would not bite or swallow it, but the experience of that taste once was enough.
"Don't worry, look at the weather, I'm afraid the storm won't come so soon..." Dumbledore refilled Harry's tea with a smile. Got a Thunderbird."
"Yes, Hermione said anytime we could feel her..."
At this time, the door was knocked.
"Please come in." Dumbledore frowned, the door to the principal's room leading to the spiral staircase opened, and Professor Sybill Trelawney in a weird dress appeared at the door.
Compared with before, the image of Professor Trelawney is still crazy, but upon closer inspection, there has been a big change.
Professor Trelawney's original glasses, which were magnified several times, have been replaced. The new glasses are inlaid with dots of colorful crystals. Professor Trelawney used to wear countless chains and beads. Now it seems that there are more hangings on her body, and even her disheveled hair is decorated with many colorful beads, but the quality of those accessories seems to be much higher than before.
The color and style of her clothes are more exaggerated than before. At this time, the emerald green magic robe she is wearing is embroidered with many ethnic patterns, and the green shawl on her shoulders is shining.
"Principal Dumbledore, I still need to talk to you about the divination professor." Professor Trelawney walked in after greeting her. The smell of the same incense was so pungent that Harry couldn't help leaning back.
Her frighteningly large, shining eyes looked at Harry, and a limp, muffled voice sounded in Harry's ear: "Oh, my dear child, it's a pleasure to meet you in the physical world.
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Harry looked at the divination professor blankly, and found that the change in image made the divination professor look more mysterious and crazy. The other party's incongruous lines made him think in a daze that maybe the crazy girl would grow up Like her, if the crazy girl wears her famous pair of demon-proof glasses.
Dumbledore flew a chair to Harry's side, motioning for Trelawney to sit down and talk.
"Harry, please wait a while and continue to eat, we will talk later." Dumbledore refilled another drink for Harry, focusing on Professor Trelawney.
"Sybill, this macaroon is really sweet, don't you want to try it?" Dumbledore pushed the muffin plate towards Sybill.
"Thank you, Dumbledore, but the pattern of crumbs you've just dropped doesn't look very good," Trelawney whispered vaguely to Dumbledore, looking through the mist rising from her teacup.
Hearing it from the side, Harry almost choked on the cookie in his mouth. He coughed a few times and quickly took a sip of lemon juice to calm down.
"Sybil, don't worry, I believe we will not be in any danger recently." Dumbledore said with a relaxed tone.
"Your gaze does not go beyond the boundaries of the world." Professor Trelawney said in a particularly vague voice, she pursed her lips with an unhappy expression, "I have the perception of the future, Dumbledore, you have to worry about your hobby."
"Of course Sybil, I have no doubts about that." Dumbledore nodded helplessly, and then asked directly, "You just said that you wanted to talk about the divination professor. Is there any problem?"
"Dumbledore, you can't let that poor horse divide my divination class!" Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly became less ethereal, and she clearly expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Fierenze's divination class is very popular. He is a qualified professor. As far as I know, Sybil, you are also very busy now. With him to share the divination class, you can relax a lot." Dumbledore's finger on the table I clicked on it, and persuaded me.
"I don't need it, I'm totally busy." Trelawney's big eyes rolled around, "Dumbledore, I see that nasty horse will leave sooner or later."
"Dear Sybil, as long as Firenze is willing to serve as a divination professor, I will never drive him away." Dumbledore said firmly.
"Dumbledore, you can't refuse the reminder of fate." Professor Trelawney leaned back in the chair, raised her hand to adjust her big glasses, the bracelet and beads on her wrist collided and jingled, "You must know , Harris TV has sent me a full-time invitation, if you can't correct your attitude, I may consider their invitation."
"Dear Sybil, I don't think we need to talk anymore." Dumbledore looked at Professor Trelawney through the top of the crescent-shaped glasses, his fingertips met, and his tone was a little annoyed, "If you insist on that I will regret the choice, but I will also respect and bless your choice."
"I will think about it carefully, Dumbledore, I will..." Professor Trelawney's voice was a little sharp, and she stood up angrily, the jewelry on her body collided with each other because of her sudden large-scale movement, and there was a clanging sound .
She walked away with her head held high, without looking at Harry, pushed open the door and disappeared up the spiral staircase.
Dumbledore rubbed his forehead wearily.
"Professor, is Professor Trelawney really going to resign? She looks very upset." Harry offered to fill Dumbledore with lemon tea, "Her TV show is very popular among witches, Weasley Both Mistress and Lavender liked her."
"Thank you Harry. As for Sybill, I respect her personal choice, but I don't think Sybill will leave, Harry. Like you, Hogwarts is her home, and she will die because of Firenze." Angry, but she will not choose to leave..." Dumbledore sighed deeply, "Divination class is much more troublesome than I imagined, I have never taken this kind of class myself... Firenze accepted my Invited to replace Professor Sybil, who was fired by Dolores Umbridge at the time, to teach the course of divination, but also because of this invitation, Firenze was regarded as a betrayer of the centaurs by others of the same kind. Launched the attack, I can't just let Firenze go back to the Forbidden Forest, he doesn't have that much repulsion towards humans, he's more friendly, Harry, we can't let him down...even if Sybil really plans to leave school to change jobs because of this Hosting Harris Television."
Hearing Harris' name reminded Harry, and asked him to briefly describe what happened in today's Apparition and Ancient Magic class: "Professor, Theodore Knott definitely did it on purpose, they did it on purpose To cause trouble."