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Chapter 188 Determining the Outcome in the Way of a Seer

The place where the screams sounded was not far away. As the two sprinted towards that side, they saw more and more students. When they reached the entrance hall, the front was already crowded with people.

Professor McGonagall had to raise his voice and ordered the students to separate from the passage before finally seeing what happened.

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

Tang Sen noticed that the rather rustic glasses of the other party were crooked, and it seemed that the two glasses were of different sizes, and beside 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, ignoring Tang Sen, and quickly stepped forward to help her up: "What happened?"

"I—" Professor Trelawney murmured with a disheartened face, reeking of alcohol, "I've been fired."

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

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

She was staring at one direction, and Townsend followed her line of sight, and saw Umbridge's face full of complacency—Townsom almost believed that the idiom "little man succeeds" was created for her expression , she said in a sharp, deliberately clamped voice:
"You should have realized that earlier, Trelawney."

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

"You can't fire me!" Trelawney exclaimed excitedly, tearfully: "I've been here for 16 years! Hogwarts is my home!"

"Not anymore." Umbridge admired her expression.

She spoke quickly, looked around all the students present like a speech, and raised her chin: "My responsibility is to improve the educational environment at Hogwarts. How can I accept that people like you waste educational resources?"

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

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

"Who?" Umbridge screamed as if changing his face, and looked in that direction angrily, only to see that the students separated spontaneously, wearing dark purple robes embroidered with stars, and wearing spikes. The wizard with the horned wizard hat walked down slowly.

This was the first time Tang Sen met Dumbledore. He was taller and taller than Tang Sen imagined, with a long white beard. Looking at the headmaster of Hogwarts School, the greatest white wizard of this era, Some outrageous thoughts popped up in Tang Sen's mind inappropriately.

"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: "Sybill, calm down, things are not as bad as you imagined, you don't need to leave Hogwarts .”

Umbridge let out a particularly nasty scream, and strode up to Dumbledore, raising her hand to point to his nose, but gave up in Dumbledore's calm, deep eyes. With this action, she lowered her hand as if to hide her embarrassment, and took out a document.

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

She rattled the document, "The Minister of Magic has signed the dismissal order concerning Sybill Trelawney, and I, the senior investigator of Hogwarts, according to the "No.20 Three Education Order" , has the power to inspect, retain for probation and dismiss any teacher who does not meet Ministry standards. 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've appointed a new Divination teacher, and I'm afraid Ms Trelawney will have to move out of her office and sitting room."

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

"I'm about to tell you," Umbridge said loudly. "After the Minister of Magic and the Hogwarts Senior Investigator—that is, my investigation and interview, we believe—"

"No, Professor Umbridge, I regret to inform you that I am afraid I cannot accept it." Dumbledore interrupted Umbridge and said calmly: "I have found a new professor of divination. , Coincidentally, I just invited him to visit Hogwarts today."

He turned his head to the door, and in the dusk, there was the sound of horseshoes approaching from far away, and the frightened whispers of the students sounded in the hall, and the students who were clustered in front of the door retreated in a panic.

A centaur walked in with crisp steps.

He had pale blond hair, strikingly blue eyes, and a human head and upper torso mounted on a tawny horse.

"This is Firenze." Dumbledore happily introduced: "If you haven't lost your mind in the Hogwarts Magical Beasts class, Professor Umbridge, you should know that Firenze has racial talent. , he has far more insights into astrology than wizards."

Umbridge opened his mouth wide and stared at the centaur with horror and disgust, his 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 document in her hand like a madman.

"No, Dumbledore, no!"

"I will never allow such a creature into Hogwarts!" she cried.

"Please call me Professor Dumbledore." Dumbledore reminded: "According to the "No.20 No. [-] Education Order" issued by the Ministry of Magic, the Ministry of Magic has the right to Appoint a teacher, I think the divination teacher I am looking for is very suitable, so—"

He winked his eyes: "Let's end this farce, the students should go to dinner."

Umbridge stood there angrily. Everyone could see that she was almost furious. She stared angrily at the students who were laughing because they saw her deflated. She was about to growl when she suddenly saw the crowd one of the figures.

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 or not is probably not up to you alone." arbitrary."

She finally saw the unexpected look on Dumbledore's face, so she walked around excitedly, "Compared to a dirty beast that ran out of the Forbidden Forest, I think a decent, and A well-learned fortune-teller is more suitable for the position of a divination professor."

Saying so, she has already walked in front of Tang Sen, and said loudly: "Let me introduce you, Professor Dumbledore, this is Mr. Tang from the East, the Minister of Magic and I both think it is more suitable to teach divination classes the candidate!"

Everyone—be it the classroom or the eyes of the students, all focused on Tang Sen.

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

"I have long admired your name, Professor Dumbledore."

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

"I hope he didn't speak ill of me." Tang Sen made a joke.

"He said that you have pioneering ideas about divination." Dumbledore said so, but looked away again, 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 matter to Minister Fudge, and he will be happy to sign another education decree on how to define the word 'suitable'."

The students glared at Umbridge's deceitful behavior.

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

So Tang Sen coughed twice, breaking the awkward atmosphere, until everyone's attention was drawn, he said softly: "I have no intention of interfering with Professor Dumbledore and Professor Umbridge's decision, to be honest, I just Came in for an interview but I was thinking—"

"Why not let students decide their own professors?"

He smiled and said: "I think that only students who have personally experienced teaching will know what kind of professor is more suitable."

As soon as these words were spoken, Umbridge jumped up, and she said quickly: "No, there is no need to be so troublesome, the Minister of Magic and I will sort it out—"

"Professor Umbridge." Townsend interrupted her.

Apparently, this witch who has never interviewed herself, and even only met herself, has no confidence in herself. What she did today was only to attack Dumbledore's authority. Naturally, she didn't want to let the situation out of her control. The situation of being slapped in the face.

But this is not what Townsend would like to see. If he really relies on a certain absurd education decree issued by the Minister of Magic to become a divination professor, then he will be completely tied into Umbridge's camp.

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

So he said seriously: "I am very grateful that you value me, but my goal of coming to Hogwarts is to communicate and promote divination after all."

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

Umbridge's face turned ugly, he stared at Townsend and said, "If you lose—"

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

"I'm a fortuneteller, and it's not unknown to me whether I win or lose."

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

"Obviously, I'm going to win."

(End of this chapter)