Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Umbridge's first auditing lesson as a senior investigator began with divination.

The weather seemed to no longer intend to give everyone a good face, and dark clouds enveloped this lonely castle among green mountains and green waters.

The divination classroom is located on the top floor of the castle. Beyond the old window sills that have been in disrepair, the vast sky is filled with thin raindrops, gray and dull, which together constitute the main color of the divination building.

Augustus picked up the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" issued by Professor Trelawney with one hand. The cover was a huge fuzzy statue, and he flipped through a few pages. The content was probably about the symbols and revelations of various dreams.If we want to divide it in detail, from the origin of dreams, to the psychological implications of dreams to human beings, and the various functions of dreams in the long river of the future, I have to say that this is the case.

Even in another world, occultism is a very important subject. Astrology, divination, and the rise and fall of the empire's national fortune seem to always be in the hands of these so-called warlocks.However, Augustus really didn't have much interest in this, not to mention whether the mysterious knowledge had any effect, even if it did, its effect must be very limited.Not only the cloud of war, but even ordinary national policy politics, people's livelihood and internal affairs, this kind of practice that requires real experience and ability to operate, what role can occultism play.

Her thoughts were interrupted suddenly, and Lilian, who was sitting next to Augustus, touched Augustus lightly.Turning around in surprise, Lilian pointed slightly towards the front row of the classroom.

Looking past the crowd, Professor Umbridge got out from the trapdoor on the floor. The talking and laughing students fell silent for a moment. Professor Trelawney, who was walking around distributing the "Guide to Interpreting Dreams", heard that The voice in the classroom suddenly dropped, and then turned around.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney," said Professor Umbridge with that grinning look on his face again, "I believe you must have received my notice? It says to check the time and date of your class. "

"Tsk, Mr. Augustus, when these two old goblins meet, I think there will be a good show." Malfoy had an excited expression on his face, and there was a hint of "wait and wait" in his gray-blue pupils. playful smile.

Lilian glanced at Malfoy and tapped on the table lightly, "In terms of professional ability, Professor Trelawney, who has lived in the ivory tower for a long time, can't be Umbridge's opponent in about ten. So , this good show probably won't last long."

Augustus touched his chin slightly, and there was a strangeness in his silver pupils. The first audition class was naturally very important. Umbridge picked Trelawney, who was not very tough, as his target. On the surface, it seems that it will have a miraculous effect, but in reality, it is a huge failure.

Still grinning, Professor Urmridge grabbed the back of the armchair closest to her and pulled it to the front of the room, placing it a few inches behind Professor Trelawney's seat.Then she sat down, pulled the clipboard out of her gaudy bag, looked up expectantly, and waited for the lesson to begin.

Professor Trelawney tightened his shawl with his slightly trembling hands, and looked at the class through those large glasses that magnified his eyes many times.

"Today we will continue to study prophetic dreams," she said bravely in her usual mysterious tone, but her voice was slightly trembling. Next, explain to each other what they saw in their dreams recently."

"Uh, Mr. Augustus, let's start." Lilian suddenly became inexplicably interested, turned around, and looked at Augustus, two dimples appeared on her fair face, and her dark red eyes With anticipation.

Augustus had been keeping his eyes on Umbridge and Trelawney, but he didn't realize what Lilian said suddenly. "Begin? What begins."

"Of course it's a dream. Tell each other about the scene in the recent dream." A slight smile appeared on the corner of Lilian's mouth, and there was a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Augustus coughed in embarrassment, pretending to be trying to remember. "Well, well, well, let me think about it."

Lilian nodded and looked at Augustus quietly.

"Speaking of dreams," Augustus pondered for a moment, then continued, "Well, it should have been yesterday, as if I dreamed that I put on the uniform of the Ministry of Magic and became an honorable Auror. Fighting to protect the safety of the citizens of the magic world, although the scenes in the dream are a bit vague, most of them are scenes of fighting against evil elements, hey, I have to say, Auror is indeed a great profession."

Lilian pouted her pink lips and looked at Augustus expressionlessly.

"Cough." Augustus coughed again, "Well, I know, this story is not very funny, but it is indeed what I dreamed about."

Lilian sighed earnestly, "Mr. Augustus, I suggest that you stay away from Malfoy in the future. If you continue like this, you will soon be infected by his so-called unreliable law."

"Huh? Who's calling me!" Malfoy leaned over with a smirk on his face, looking shamelessly at Augustus and Lilian.

Augustus gave Malfoy a sad look, and then sighed, "It's nothing, Lilian and I are complimenting you."

Malfoy suddenly felt an inexplicable chill, glanced at Neville who was sweating profusely not far away, and turned around in an instant satisfied.

Umbridge's sweet voice came from the head of the teacher.Augustus blessed a collection of sound sources.

"So," said Umbridge, looking up at Trelawney, "how long have you been in this position, exactly?"

Professor Trelawney glared at her fiercely, crossing her arms and hunching her shoulders, as if trying to protect herself from such a crude investigation.She paused slightly, as if deciding that the question was not so abrupt, and she had no reason to ignore it, and said in a very sullen tone: .Almost 16 years. "

"It's not short time." Professor Umbridge wrote a few more notes on her clipboard.

"Are you the great-great-granddaughter of the famous seer Cassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes," said Professor Trelawney, holding his head a little higher.

"Of course," she said delicately, and wrote down a few more notes, "Okay, I wonder if you can predict something for me, huh?" She raised her head inquiringly, still smiling.Professor Trelawney tensed up all over, as if she couldn't believe her ears. "I don't understand what you mean," she said, clutching the shawl around her thin neck defiantly. "I wish you could make a prophecy for me," said Professor Umbridge clearly.