Chapter 188 Determining the Outcome in the Way of a Fortune Teller

The place where the screams rang out was not far away. As the two of them walked towards that direction, they saw more and more students. By the time they reached the foyer, the front was already crowded with people.

Professor McGonagall had to raise her voice and order the students to leave the passage before finally seeing clearly what was going on.

A woman with messy hair was kneeling on the ground. She was holding a wand in one hand and an empty wine bottle in the other. She looked sloppy and broken.

Tang Sen noticed that the other party's rather rustic glasses were crooked, making them appear to be different sizes. Next to him were two large boxes, standing upside down in a mess, as if they had been thrown down the stairs. .

"Professor Trelawney!"

Professor McGonagall exclaimed, not caring about Tang Sen anymore, and quickly walked forward to help her up: "What happened?"

"I -" Professor Trelawney smelled of alcohol and muttered with a frustrated look on her face: "I'm fired."

The next moment, her voice suddenly became shrill, and her voice spread throughout the hall.

"No! This can't happen. I refuse to accept it!"

She stared in one direction, and Townsend followed her gaze, and saw Umbridge's face filled with pride - Townsend almost believed that the idiom "The villain succeeds" was coined just for her expression. , she said in a sharp and deliberately pinched voice:

"You should have realized this a long time ago, Trelawney."

"Your poor performance when I inspected your class, and your divination skills that can't even predict tomorrow's weather. Let me call it divination. In short, why are you surprised that you were fired?"

"You can't fire me!" Trelawney shouted excitedly, with tears streaming down her face: "I have been here for sixteen years! Hogwarts is my home!"

"Not now." Umbridge admired her expression.

She spoke quickly, looking around all the students present as if giving a speech, raising her chin high: "My responsibility is to improve the educational environment of Hogwarts. How can I accept people like you wasting educational resources?"

"Leave here with your salute and the smell of alcohol. Your behavior has already delayed the students' time too much."

"I'm afraid not." A deep voice sounded from above the stairs.

"Who?" Umbridge screamed as if she had changed her face. She looked angrily in that direction and saw the students spontaneously separated into a lane, wearing dark purple robes embroidered with stars, and wearing pointed hats. The wizard in the horned wizard's hat walked slowly down.

This was the first time that Townsend saw Dumbledore. He was taller than Townsend expected, with a long white beard. Looking at the principal of Hogwarts School, the greatest white wizard of this era, However, some outrageous thoughts popped into Tang Sen's mind at inappropriate times.

"This old man looks quite suitable for using a sword. Well, it would be more suitable if he changed into a gray robe."

Obviously, Dumbledore's attention was not on Townsend. He walked up to Trelawney and said gently: "Sybil, calm down. Things are not as bad as you think. You don't need to leave Hogwarts." .”

Umbridge let out a particularly unpleasant scream. She strode up to Dumbledore and raised her hand to point at his nose, but gave up again under Dumbledore's calm and deep eyes. With this action, she put down her hand as if to hide her embarrassment and took out a document.

"Professor Dumbledore, I'm afraid you don't know yet!"

She shook the document loudly, "The Minister of Magic has signed the dismissal order regarding Sybill Trelawney, and I, the Senior Inquisitor of Hogwarts, according to "Education Order No. 23" , has the power to inspect, place on probation and dismiss any teacher who does not meet the standards of the Ministry of Magic. Obviously you have no right to stop me."

Dumbledore looked at her calmly and said: "Professor Umbridge, of course you have the right to fire my teachers, but I'm afraid you have no right to expel them from the castle."

He bowed politely: "I think this right still belongs to the principal."

Umbridge's face froze with pride, but she quickly screamed: "But I have appointed a new Divination teacher, and I'm afraid Ms. Trelawney will have to move out of her office and living room."

"Really?" Dumbledore looked at Umbridge in surprise: "I think if my school has a new teacher, as the principal, I have the right to know."

"I'm about to tell you." Umbridge said loudly: "After the inspection and interview by the Minister of Magic and the senior investigator of Hogwarts - that is, me, we believe -"

"No, Professor Umbridge, I regret to inform you that I'm afraid I can't accept it." Dumbledore interrupted Umbridge and said calmly: "I have found a new Divination professor. , coincidentally, I just invited him to visit Hogwarts today."

He turned his head to the door. In the dusk, there was the sound of horse hooves approaching from far away. The students' frightened whispers rang out in the hall, and the students gathered in front of the door retreated in panic.

A horseman walked in with crisp steps.

He has light blond hair and shockingly blue eyes. His head and upper body are placed on the body of a tawny horse.

"This is Firenze." Dumbledore introduced happily: "If you were not distracted during the Magical Creatures class at Hogwarts, Professor Umbridge, you should know that Firenze has racial talents. , he has insights into astrology far beyond those of wizards.”

Umbridge opened her mouth wide and stared at the centaur with frightened and disgusted eyes, her expression as uncomfortable as eating a fly.

After about a few seconds, in the silence, she suddenly screamed, no, her short and fat body jumped up, waving the documents in her hand like a madman.

"No, Dumbledore, no!"

She cried, "I will never allow such a creature to enter Hogwarts!"

"Please call me Professor Dumbledore." Dumbledore reminded: "According to the "Education Order No. 22" issued by the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic has the authority only when and only when the principal cannot find a suitable candidate. Appoint a teacher, I think the teacher I am looking for for the Divination class is very suitable, so——"

He winked, "Let's end this farce. The students should go to dinner."

Umbridge stood there angrily, and everyone could see that she was almost furious. She stared angrily at the students who were snickering at her, and was about to roar when she suddenly saw the crowd. A figure among them.

Instead, she calmed down, took a deep breath, smiled again, and said: "Professor Dumbledore, of course I will abide by the education laws issued by the Ministry of Magic, but the problem is that whether the teacher is suitable is not up to you alone. arbitrary."

She finally saw an unexpected look on Dumbledore's face, so she walked around in small steps excitedly, "Compared to a dirty beast that escaped from the Forbidden Forest, I think a decent and... A knowledgeable diviner is more suitable for the position of professor of divination."

With that said, she walked up to Tang Sen and said loudly: "Let me introduce to you, Professor Dumbledore. This is Mr. Tang from the East. Both the Minister of Magic and I think he is more suitable to teach divination classes. candidate!"

Everyone's eyes, whether in the classroom or the students, were all focused on Tang Sen.

"It seems I don't need to introduce myself." With a calm smile on his face, Tang Sen met Dumbledore's deep eyes.

"Long respected name, Professor Dumbledore."

"Mr. Tang." Dumbledore nodded calmly and politely, and said, "Professor Flitwick mentioned you to me. I originally planned to meet with you soon. Of course, it is not too late."

"I hope he didn't say anything bad about me." Townsend joked.

"He said that you have pioneering ideas about divination." Dumbledore said this, but then looked away and said: "But I still haven't changed my mind. I think that in the position of professor of divination, , Firenze is more suitable."

Umbridge sneered and said, "It seems that I need to report today's events to Minister Fudge. He will be happy to sign another education decree on how to define the word 'appropriate'."

The students glared at Umbridge's pretentious behavior.

By the way, Tang Sen also received a lot of angry looks.

So Tang Sen coughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere. After everyone's attention was attracted, he said softly: "I have no intention of interfering with the decisions of Professor Dumbledore and Professor Umbridge. To be honest, I just Came for an interview but I was thinking-"

“Why not let students decide their own professors?”

He smiled and said: "I think only students who have experienced teaching in person can best know what kind of professor is more suitable."

As soon as these words were spoken, Umbridge jumped up and said quickly: "No, there is no need to go to such trouble. The Minister of Magic and I will solve all this -"

"Professor Umbridge." Townsend interrupted her.

Obviously, this witch who has never interviewed herself or even met her once has no confidence in herself. What she did today was just to attack Dumbledore's authority. Naturally, she did not want to let the situation escape her control and appear again. The situation of being slapped in the face.

But this is not what Townsend wants to see. If he really relies on some ridiculous educational decree issued by the Minister of Magic to become a divination professor, then he will be completely tied to Umbridge's camp.

Tang Sen didn't want to be boycotted by all the teachers and students before the plan even started, and then be kicked out half a year later.

So he said seriously: "I appreciate your regard for me, but my goal in coming to Hogwarts is to communicate and promote divination."

"So, I am looking forward to communicating with Mr. Firenze, and I hope to join Hogwarts in a legitimate manner."

Umbridge's expression turned ugly, she stared at Townsend and said, "If you lose -"

Tang Sen laughed. He took out a gold coin and tossed it skillfully.

"I am a fortune teller. Whether I win or lose is not unknown to me."

Picking up the gold coin, he showed the pattern on the front of the coin.

"Obviously, I'm going to win."