Chapter 191 Harry Potter

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"Mr. Firenze's open class on divination will be held in classroom 11 at 9 a.m., while Mr. Tang's open class on divination will be held in the original divination class classroom at 10:30 a.m."

Hermione Granger read out the words on the bulletin board seriously, "Fifth grade students are requested to attend public classes on time unless there are special circumstances. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class originally scheduled at 10:30 in the morning will be postponed to Thursday morning. ”

"I thought today's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was cancelled." Ron Weasley said with a frustrated look on his face: "I was happy for this all night."

"I thought you already knew enough about Umbridge." Harry Potter said unceremoniously: "Nothing that would make you happy will happen to her."

"Professor Umbridge." Hermione reminded: "If she hears you calling her by your first name, you will be punished again."

"Okay." Harry unconsciously touched the back of his hand and said, "The best way is not to discuss her. Who do you support?"

"Of course it's Firenze!" Ron shouted: "Everyone knows that Firenze is on Dumbledore's side."

"Hermione, what about you?"

"As you know, I've never liked horses." Hermione said calmly.

"Firenz is not a horse, he is a horseman!" Harry corrected: "And, he once helped me."

"Anyway, he has four legs anyway." Hermione said, "Anyway, I'm not interested in the divination class either. If it weren't for the fact that I couldn't ask for leave, I'd rather go to the library and stay there. If there's nothing wrong with your memory, you should remember it. I didn’t take a divination class this semester.”

"She's in a bad mood today?" Ron leaned close to Harry and complained softly.

"Obviously." Harry responded in a low voice: "In short, I will support Firenze, don't you think? What did the Oriental say? A little bit."

"Exaggerated." Ron took over and said, "It has been spread all over Hogwarts. Before he does anything, he has to toss a coin first, as if he can really get inspiration from this childish trick. "

Harry nodded in approval and said: "Obviously he is the same kind as Professor Trelawney. I mean, although his image looks much better and not so crazy, I am sure he will say some weird things." Strange revelations, trying to make us believe that those deaths and disasters will happen to us."

Ron showed a knowing smile, imitated Trelawney's tone, and said: "Terrible. Terrible things will happen to you, Harry Potter!"

Harry Potter shuddered and shouted angrily: "Don't make me recall those scenes!"

Hermione rolled her eyes at the two older boys and said, "In fact, the version I heard is that when Mr. Tang first came to Hogwarts, he accurately counted the coins by tossing coins. Found the right way up the patio stepladder.”

"Oh, what an amazing deed." Ron mocked: "So you are going to side with the Easterners? Maybe you forgot that that person was recommended by Umbridge."

"Actually, it's the Minister of Magic." Hermione sighed:

"Prejudice will cloud your thinking. If you are calmer, you will find that no matter who becomes the Divination professor, it will not affect Dumbledore. What's more, I don't think Mr. Tang and Umbridge are in the same group. "If that's the case, there's no need for him to ask students to decide who is more suitable."

Obviously, Ron and Harry couldn't listen to such long-winded analysis as always, and their topic had shifted to whether there would be a German elbow at lunch today.

Classroom No. 11 is on the first floor, opposite the auditorium. It is one of the classrooms that is not usually used. There are many such classrooms in Hogwarts. Compared to the few hundred students, this castle is too huge.

There were already many students gathered at the door of the classroom. Harry heard the exclamations from everyone who entered, and quickly squeezed in. Then, he found himself in a forest glade.

Soft moss covers the ground, trees rise from the ground, and strips of paper are covered with lush leaves, fan-shaped across the ceiling and windows, so that soft, mottled green light slants across the entire space.

This place has obviously been cast with a space extension spell. There are dozens of students sitting on the dirt with their backs against tree trunks or big rocks, but it doesn't seem crowded at all.

And Firenze, this tall and muscular centaur stood in the middle of the treeless clearing.

"Professor Dumbledore did what he said. He arranged a classroom that is almost the same as the Forbidden Forest." Harry said in surprise.

"I hope that poor Mr. Tang has not seen this place." Ron said next to him: "Otherwise he will know that he has lost. Umbridge does not have the ability to do such a thing."

"Ron Weasley!" A high-pitched voice came from behind, and Ron suddenly trembled reflexively.

Umbridge came over quickly, pointed at Ron's nose, and said viciously: "Didn't the Weasley family teach you to be polite?"

"Five points from Gryffindor! Come to my office tonight!"

After saying this, Umbridge walked away with a sullen face.

"Damn, she looks furious." Harry said sympathetically from the side: "You're so unlucky, Ron."

Ron was about to cry but had no tears. He waited for Professor McGonagall to pass by with a calm look on his face, and then he said, "I forgot that she would also come to attend the class."

"let's start."

Seeing the last person come in, Firenze swung his long silver tail, raised one hand, and pointed to the dense canopy of leaves above his head.

The light dimmed quickly, and the classroom seemed to have experienced a whole day in an instant, with stars appearing on the ceiling.

Amid the exclamations of the students, Firenze said slowly: "What I want to teach you is ancient knowledge, how to interpret information about the future through the various signs foreshadowed in the starry sky above our heads."

"For the past ten years, I have been observing the stars, and I have realized that the people of the wizarding world are only experiencing a brief period of peace between two wars, and the Mars that can bring war is shining brightly above our heads. It indicates that war will return in the near future.”

"But a few days ago, I made an unexpected discovery."

He didn't care whether the students understood or not, and just said to himself: "The future of the world has undergone a subtle shift. My people only saw Mars symbolizing war, while I saw something more difficult to detect." "

"Saturn squares Uranus. This rare astrological sign means this change. The world of wizards will undergo unprecedented changes."

He took out some herbs and leaves and said: "Perhaps I can burn a few herbs and leaves and observe the smoke and flames to try to predict the source and time of the change."

Harry had never had such a strange lesson.

When the bell rang for get out of class, he came out smelling of smoky sage and mallow.

"He didn't explain anything clearly, right?" Ron said in a daze: "Hell, I just feel like I'm being smoked."

"Yes." Harry said with some confusion: "Fierenze didn't seem to care whether we understood or not. I mean, in the second half, he was completely immersed in his observation of the smoke. If there hadn't been a bell, maybe he wouldn't have even noticed he was in class."

"It's not as interesting as I imagined." Hermione commented: "Obviously we can't learn anything from this class. Fortunately, I didn't take the Divination class as an elective. I don't want to observe smoke and flames every day."

"At least Firenze didn't say something to scare people like Professor Trelawney." Harry said, "I feel that what he said was a real prophecy."

"Who knows?" Hermione said uninterestedly: "Who wants to go back to the dormitory? I don't want to go to the next class smelling like smoke."

"It doesn't matter." Ron said: "I have a hunch that the next class will be very, very boring. This is the omen I saw from the smoke and flames."

"Maybe we should buy a skipping candy, I mean, the kind that makes your nose bleed like crazy after eating it."

When he said this, Umbridge was walking past him with thin and high-frequency steps, and the perfume on her body smelled of smoke.

"Ron Weasley!" She obviously heard Ron's words and said viciously: "If I don't see you in the next class, then the bathroom will probably be cleaned this semester!"

Pfft——

Harry snickered beside him, and then quickly met Umbridge's even more angry gaze.

"And you, Harry Potter!"

She sniffed her clothes frantically and walked quickly towards the stairs, "I've had enough of the centaurs! I'm going to report to Minister Fudge and we must drive this beast out of Hogwarts!" "

Such angrily complaining suddenly made Ron and Harry feel happy.

"I'm really looking forward to her expression when she sees the votes at the end of the next class."

Harry said confidently:

"My vote must belong to Firenze anyway."