Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

Snape looked back at Harry, their eyes briefly met, and Harry dropped his eyes hastily to his potion, which was now congealed into a filthy mass, giving off a pungent smell of burnt rubber.

"Nil again, Potter," said Snape viciously, emptying Harry's cauldron with a flick of his wand, "you write me an article on the correct preparation of this potion, pointing out where you went wrong and why Wrong, hand it in next class, do you understand?"

"Understood." Harry said angrily.

The second class in the morning was divination. The weather had already started to become gloomy. Dark clouds enveloped the sky above Hogwarts Castle. Augustus and Malfoy Lillian walked on the spiral staircase, passing through the ancient Biting cold wind whizzed past the walls and windows.

"The rainy season in this season is always like this. Once it starts, it will last for a long time." Lilian looked at the gloomy sky outside the window through the stairs, feeling a little sorry.

Malfoy was paying attention to the trio of Harry downstairs. It has to be said that Draco's sense of smell for Harry is really amazing. As long as the distance is less than one kilometer, he can always find Harry's exact location at the first time. It's not so much a feeling, it's better to say that the enemy's road is narrow.

"Hogwarts is generally located in the north of London, England. Under the influence of London, it is normal for rainy days to last for a long time this season. In fact, rainy days are very suitable for the cultivation of water elemental and thunder elemental mages. There are plenty of elemental elves. It is very active at this time, using natural factors as a shortcut to cultivation is the basic method that a magician must master." Augustus stretched out his white palm, and the dull thunder outside the window turned into miniature blue Arcs, flashes and dances on the slender palms.

"Mr. Augustus also has some experience with thunder magic?" Lilian's crimson pupils flashed a hint of surprise.

"Small attainments." Augustus nodded and said lightly.

Pushing open the old wooden door and entering the divination classroom, the room is quite warm, but the smell of perfume that fills every space in the room is indeed a bit annoying.

Professor Trelawney is distributing the textbook "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" again.Obviously, she was not in a good mood today, so she threw a copy of "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" on Augustus and Lilian's table, pouted and strode away, and pointed the next "Guide to Interpreting Dreams" towards Seamo and Di Ann threw it, nearly hitting Seamus on the head, and shoved the last copy into Neville's chest, pushing him off the stool.

"Haha, it seems that her previous methods of dealing with Umbridge didn't work," Malfoy snickered gloatingly, "I guess she has received the results of the investigation."

Augustus shook his head slightly. Personally speaking, he valued Professor Trelawney more, so he helped her by the way.It's a pity that Umbridge doesn't seem to care much about these mysterious phenomena, so he may be doing a disservice.

"Now, here we go!" cried Professor Trelawney, his voice almost hysterical. "You know what to do! I'm such a poor teacher that you haven't learned to open your textbooks?"

Seeing the essence through appearances is a principle that must be mastered in prophecy.In essence, although magic and technology seem to be quite different, basically, both are the interpretation and elaboration of the elements of the world. Therefore, a magician and a scientist can understand the mysticism that needs to be carried out by feeling and speculation. Almost impossible to do.

Professor Trelawney angrily walked back to the high-backed teacher's chair, tears of anger filled her eyes magnified by the lens.

"Professor?" whispered Parvati Patil (she and Lavender had always admired Professor Trelawney considerably), "Professor, what's - isn't it?"

"No!" cried Professor Trelawney, his voice trembling with excitement. "Slander without cause! Innuendo! Sorrowful about the omens of death!"

"Who does she think she is!" Trelawney's thin shoulders trembled slightly, and her lips were already a little blue. "As the great-great-grandson of the Great Prophet, would she create an illusion to deceive these mortals?!"

"The Powers!" said Professor Trelawney in a dramatically low trembling voice. Surely we prophets are always feared and persecuted? ?This is - well - our fate? ? "

She pulled a small embroidered handkerchief from her sleeve and blew her nose hard like Peeves' peeves.Ron snickered.Lavender gave him a scornful look.

In the first class in the afternoon, the sky that had been dull for a long time finally began to rain heavily, and the dense rain column hit the windows of the Charms class classroom.

"Tomorrow is the time for the first training camp." Lilian looked at the frog on the table and poked it with her wand in boredom. "Mr. Augustus, have you decided on the location? It's in the Response Room!"

Augustus pointed to the crow in front of him, and said casually, "Silence and silence." The crow stopped calling.

"Very well, Mr. Augustus!" said Professor Flitwick's shrill voice. "Ten points for Slytheringa, always one pass."

Augustus nodded lightly, and said in a low voice, "There are two options for the location, and I'm still considering it."

"Mr. Augustus, are you sure you want to hand over the elemental magic to those mudbloods?" Malfoy looked at Augustus with some concern. The reason why he can be domineering has always been the elements that are only controlled by them. The magic worked. If Harry and the three of them also learned it, once they caught up with him at his current level, his advantage would be gone! "Silence and silence!"

The big ugly crow before him croaked mockingly.

"No sound! No sound!" Malfoy kept waving angrily.

The crow hooted louder.

"Among you, except for Lilian who is a girl, you and Loki Sol are too far behind in terms of magic." Augustus's face was slightly cold, "The huge talent gap has caused you to have no progress at all. Heart. Now, having outsiders join is a good thing for you. Whether you want to watch the outsiders surpass you one by one, or change from today, as the master of your own destiny, you have to think about it yourself. "

Malfoy looked at the heavy rain drifting outside the window in a little confusion, and the crow on the table kept making mocking noises at him.The pitch-black sky, the thick clouds hanging high in the sky, are like a fuzzy future and destiny that cannot be seen clearly.Anyway, maybe, it's time for some changes.Malfoy thought silently.