Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 511 Certain Changes
The next morning, the storm had subsided, but the ceiling was still full of cloudy clouds, pressing down layer by layer, and it seemed that there was still a storm coming.

Harry and the others are studying their class schedule for this semester.

On the side, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan and other senior students were very rarely holding books other than textbooks, and they were still eating... They were looking for information about the 'Triwizard Tournament', trying to find out how the three magic schools selected their respective warriors hundreds of years ago.

"There is a rumor here...the students at that time had to wrestle with a giant, and they could become warriors after passing!"

Jordan spread out an ancient book collection that looked like it was tanned with lion skin, and said excitedly.

"That's fake...Jordan, haven't I already said it? The name of this book is "The Rumors of Isolini"...Not a single sentence in it is true. It's all made up by the wizard named Isolini..."

Fred said impatiently that he was flipping through a book made of bamboo chips, on which a large string of words was recorded densely with scorched marks, and the ant-sized writing was still shaking, it looked like he was sitting on a bumper car, bumping back and forth, making people's eyes hurt.

Half a day later, Fred threw the book on the long table angrily, and complained in great frustration, "We might as well study how to improve our age, and then get away with it and participate in the competition... Anyway, our age is only a few months apart."

Harry and Ron were looking at the timetable worriedly.

"Snape's class is on Thursday..." The two looked at each other and sighed heavily, and Neville, who was not far from them, was holding up the timetable tremblingly, as if his teeth were about to be shattered.

Compared to Harry hating Snape's lessons, Neville was more pitiful, he refused...or feared Snape.

In contrast, Hermione didn't worry about it at all, she still had thoughts... took out the box of 'vomit' badges again, and tried to convince Harry that they should wear them.

"No, Hermione..."

Harry and the others firmly rejected this thing.

Hermione threw the badge into the box with a very ugly face, and the song of 'vomit' attached to the badge automatically sang, and also emitted colorful lights, making some Hogwarts students who knew the inside story follow the sound.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron quickly cast a spell to silence the thing's voice.

At this moment, there was a sudden rustling sound above their heads, and the owl brought everyone the morning mail.

Neville had another mail from his grandma - something he always lost when packing.

On the other side of the auditorium, DeLS Malfoy's owl landed on her shoulder... Her mother sent her candies, cakes, and "Witch Weekly" and other beautiful gadgets for witches.

This time, however, she was... treated differently in Slytherin.

The cronies and friends who had surrounded her completely disappeared, and she sat alone at the end of the long Slytherin table.

Even if a Slytherin wizard passed by, they would swear at her, and even hit her on purpose... Most of the little Slytherin wizards were very unfriendly to her.

Fawcett Millicent even snatched quite a few things from her, showing her old Slytherin...or Malfoy true self.

Although Harry was a little uncomfortable, he didn't say much.

"Hey! There are two divination lessons this afternoon...Harry! Harry?" Ron lowered his head, sighed, and found Harry staring in the direction of Slytherin, so he followed Harry's gaze——

Seeing what happened to DeLS Malfoy now.

"Harry, don't tell me you sympathize with DeLS...that's her own fault! Serve it right!"

Ron said firmly.

Of course Harry knew it too, but he was the only one on the field who knew what DeLS Malfoy's true face was...Compared to that rampant and evil little wizard before... Now this little witch really couldn't keep him from noticing.

Besides, McGuffin wasn't there...Harry couldn't even find a suitable person to talk to about how he felt.

Harry withdrew his gaze, and smeared thick strawberry jam on the slice of bread one after another, feeling very preoccupied.

As busy as he is.And Professor Sprout in herbal medicine class.

When Harry and Hermione finished their meal, they walked through the wet vegetable patch to the renovated Greenhouse No. [-], and saw Professor Sprout talking to himself to a very ordinary sapling in the Greenhouse.

"Yes... I know, but Albus said it's... not yet time..."

"Ah, do you need water? How much..."

Harry and the others stood at the door of the greenhouse and saw this scene, wondering if they should retreat quietly to save face for Professor Sprout.

But then other little wizards came over noisy, waking up the professor.

Fortunately, Professor Sprout was not a little angry because his secret was discovered.

She quickly gathered all the students together and showed them a plant.

It is a dark, sticky big slug-like thing. They drilled straight out of the soil, twisted their bodies, and wriggled constantly. There were many large shiny bubbles on their bodies, and they were filled with some unknown liquid.

"This is... Babo tuber! It has a strong medicinal value... Its pus can treat a variety of skin diseases... Including stubborn acne, skin infection caused by allergies..."

"Put on your dragonhide gloves and collect the ichor into these bottles..."

After Professor Sprout finished speaking weakly, he began to ask the students to collect pus.

She didn't even ask questions as cheerfully as before.

When the bell rang and the professor announced that get out of class was over, it wasn't just Harry and the others... the Hufflepuffs and Gryffindors all felt that something was wrong.

The students discussed with each other what happened to Professor Sprout... Finally, the two groups separated on the grass near the Quidditch pitch, Hufflepuff went to transfiguration class, and Gryffindor went to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, near Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid wasn't there, but there were a few large wooden boxes, closed, in the clearing near the Forbidden Forest.

There was a weird rattling sound from inside, and a faint crackling sound.

The Slytherin students were standing there not knowing what to do.

When Harry and the others approached, they realized that those guys were not surrounding the wooden boxes, but Fawcett Millison and his group were threatening DeLS Malfoy to open the wooden boxes.

"De LS, open the box, we won't bother you today!" Millison said with a sinister smile on his face.

Goyle and Crabbe hid behind the crowd, not looking in this direction.

Hermione snorted coldly when she saw De LS's weak and daring behavior, as if she was very dissatisfied with this guy's behavior.

After hearing the voice, Millicent stopped his act of threatening Malfoy.

"Don't meddle in your own business! Miss Know-It-All!"

When Harry and Hermione were about to clash with those Slytherins, Hagrid came out of his hut with Fang, and he came to them with three plastic boxes of different colors in his hands.

Hagrid's arrival stopped the conflict among the students.

In other words, it was what he showed them next, which made everyone have no intention of doing anything more.

——Fried-tailed snails!

An extremely weird creature developed by Hagrid himself.

They looked extremely disgusting, they looked like deformed and shelled lobsters, white and gray, sticky, with seven or eight rings protruding irregularly from their abdomen.

Just like that, they were placed in those large wooden boxes, and each box contained about 100 pieces, each with a size of six inches.

These ugly monsters collided with each other.

The tails of the schrecks will shoot some sparks, and with a little click, they will move a few inches and give off a rotting fishy smell.

Harry wondered to himself that it couldn't be... the damn thing was farting?
Regardless of the smell, in terms of appearance... no one would like it, uh... except for Hagrid probably!

Hagrid was extremely proud and happy that he had bred this new type of magical creature. He opened the three boxes he brought over, and there were some extremely strange foods in them, such as ant eggs, green snake skin, frog liver...

He insisted that students use these things to cultivate and raise snails.

Not only Slytherin, but even Harry and Ron Hermione are insensitive to this, and they are very resistant to this kind of creature from the bottom of their hearts.

Harry really wanted to persuade Hagrid that it would be better to destroy the creatures directly while they were still young.

"It's like the five-legged monster, and the basilisk... and the horribly mutated giant rafflesia... These extremely dangerous black magic creatures have developed in this way. I don't understand why Hagrid didn't learn from them? Haven't we experienced enough lessons?" An hour later, when returning to the auditorium after class, Hermione said to Ron extremely annoyed.

"Then you're still taking notes in Hagrid's class...but he's so happy, your behavior has strengthened Hagrid's determination to breed that weird thing!" Ron asked Hermione loudly in 'surprise'.

"It was my class notes for MacGuffin... After all, who knows when he will come back, and our [Common Wizarding Level Examination] is almost approaching."

"So you've forgiven Albert?" Harry asked, taking a big bite of salt and pepper lamb.

"Harry... wait, that's not the important question!" Ron stared at Hermione in disbelief, and asked again, "What's the matter! Hermione Granger, we're only in fourth grade... there's still a year left!"

Hermione rolled her eyes, "Think about it... From October onwards, the school will probably fall into the atmosphere of the 'Top Ten Tournament'. Not only us... even the professors will be very busy. At that time, the usual teaching progress will be delayed. We will waste a lot of time compared with students in other grades. From now on, we can't waste a moment... If you want to pass the [Wizard Level Examination], listen to me... from now on..."

Ron had already begun to bury his attention in the pile of food, automatically ignoring Hermione's nagging.

In the afternoon is a divination class with Professor Trelawney.

Harry and Ron thought that the content of the next two classes would be difficult, looking at Professor Trelawney's huge eyes and listening to her babble to Harry that foreshadowed all kinds of misfortunes.

Listening to the other students screaming in fright at her acting skills.

That's right, after a few special encounters at the end of last semester, Harry and Ron had to be curious about Professor Trelawney's true face, and they also knew that Trelawney's usual appearance was probably just a fake.

Although they don't know what kind of face is hidden under the face of this godly witch, but there is one thing that the two of them are very clear about. It is a waste of time for them to take this class.

But for Hermione's suggestion that the two of them give up this course and take the course of arithmetic divination.

Both Harry and Ron refused without even thinking about it.

The textbooks of divination and arithmetic are full of those bible-like alphabets and all kinds of strange magic symbols... just looking at them makes people feel dizzy and have a headache.

In comparison, the divination class can be said to be a recuperation center.

Having said that, when Harry and the others came to the room on the top of the north tower through the silver movable staircase, they were stunned. They couldn't believe that they had come to the divination classroom.

It's completely different here.

The original dark brown velvet curtains were tightly bound,
All the windows were fully opened, and the high-altitude cold wind swished in, and the thick humidity diffused into the entire classroom.

The original small round tables and stools in the room were piled in the corner, and replaced by two long tables, which were filled with models of automatically rotating solar system planets and shining star charts.

The scene in front of me is a 180-degree turn.

Many Gryffindor students... especially Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, the two guys who admired Professor Trelawney, stood there at a loss, looking at Trelawney lying on a rocking chair and smoking a long cigarette.

She...how should I say it?

It can be said that he completely let himself go.

The pair of large glasses were then placed on the long table, and the strings of rosary beads, necklaces, amulets, and bracelets on her body also disappeared.

Professor Trelawney was simply wearing a lady's wizard's robe and a very large and extremely colorful cloak on her shoulders. She was smoking a cigarette and rocking the rocking chair like that.

Seeing that everyone was present, the witch lightly exhaled a puff of gray smoke.

Picking up the wand next to him and tapping on the long table lightly, he didn't explain much.

"Okay, it's all here. My dear... I think we should study the stars!" She said coldly, "Then we will begin..."

"The movement of the planets is the most direct method of divination to reveal the trajectory of fate, but at the same time, the various mysterious signs it expresses are also the most misleading. The destiny we weave together... can be deciphered through the magic light radiating from the planets. These lights blend with each other... If we are not careful, we will get completely different interpretations... Be careful with your conclusions!"

"Okay..., I think you should know a lot about what planets represent in divination magic in the astronomy class... Let's test how far your basic interpretation of the starry sky has reached!"

"Who wants to try?"

"Ms. Lavender Brown? Well...you are the one to answer!"

"Professor? Why are you... this outfit... this class..." Brown's irrelevant answer sparked heated discussions among all the students, who were also very curious about it.

"Well...to be honest, I can already see that my time at Hogwarts is running out..."

"On Christmas Eve... After this semester is over, I will bid farewell to you! So I will teach you some of the most basic knowledge and methods of divination that don't require the talent of the Celestial Eye... so that after you graduate, you will be completely full of ignorant misunderstandings about this most magical and mysterious magic course."

"So naturally there is no need for that kind of atmosphere to help you immerse yourself in the atmosphere where the Celestial Eye is opened... Let you practice and predict some small futures..."

Harry always felt that Professor Trelawney's words were meant for him.Especially after Trelawney puffed out the smoke, he saw the professor's eyes staring at him through the gray mist blown away by the wind.

(End of this chapter)