"I don't want to waste time in silence." Till spoke first. "If you haven't figured out what to say, you can come back next time."

Not only Snape is busy, but Teal is also busy - she also has the make-up match for the Quidditch World Cup final to be busy!

Till was so rude, but Firenze relaxed: "I saw endless darkness."

"You mean, we will lose?" Tier raised his eyes and handed over the black tea, "Then your divination level needs to be improved."

Why does she feel that it is boundless light?

The black tea was held steadily in his hand, but Firenze repeated stubbornly: "It's the endless darkness, yes, the smoke lingered for a long time, and a stubborn flame burned everything. After that, the fire went out and darkness enveloped everything. .”

"Obsessive?" Teal chewed the word and found it a bit funny. "Whose obsession? Mine or Voldemort's? The darkness that enveloped everything in the end was brought to me, or to Voldemort?"

Firenze was stunned, but Till pressed forward step by step: "Your level of divination is pretty good. Being able to divine these things is enough for you to be appointed as a divination professor at Hogwarts in the future - if Professor Trelawney wants to Take some rest."

"But that's not enough. Without any direction, your divination will mislead people." Till was very calm and determined that this endless darkness belonged to Voldemort.

Or, this calmness can also be understood as her confidence in herself.

Firenze was speechless. When he came to his senses, he had been sent outside the office by Thiel. Thiel kindly patted the wall, and the torches leading to Firenze's room became brighter.

Thiel's eviction order was issued so quickly that Firenze didn't even have time to say goodbye. Thiel had already closed the office door. It opened its mouth, but in the end it could only sigh and started running with four hooves.

It found that although Thiel acted in a more vigorous and decisive manner, he was indeed a careful person.

Although Firenze lives in the dark Forbidden Forest, he actually prefers a bright environment. These torches that light up the road are very bright. Firenze is grateful to Till in his heart.

"It didn't even question why Tyr could make the torches in the castle obey." Godric floated in from outside the wall. He watched Firenze return to the room, and clapped his hands again to make the torches resume their flickering state.

Yes, Till couldn't make this ancient castle listen to her. Even the principal could only control the lighting and extinguishing of the torch. What really made the fire brighter was Godric who cooperated with Tyr.

Till shook his head and put the cup on the cabinet next to him. The cup immediately flickered and disappeared: "The centaurs have always been an independent tribe and have little contact with outsiders. It is normal for them to think less."

The house elf will clean the cup and return it.

"Its divination level is quite good." Salazar crossed his legs and sat on the sofa, saying a few words of praise. "Although it is not as good as Till, he is definitely the most powerful one in this castle."

Salazar didn't say it outright, but his admiration for Firenze was already telling. He felt that Firenze was more suitable to be a professor of divination than Professor Trelawney.

Countless wanderings in the castle allowed Salazar to meet all kinds of teachers and students in the castle. The presence of several professors as teachers and educators was also carefully considered by Salazar.

He rarely commented on Professor Dumbledore's hiring standards - even the choice of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. But Professor Trelawney... Salazar felt that this professor's prophetic talent was not as credible as Till's sleep talking.

Till helplessly scolded him: "Professor Trelawney still has some real abilities."

Although her true ability does not appear often, the quality of her prophecies clearly exceeds the quantity. The one related to Harry alone is enough to prove that Professor Trelawney's prophecy talent is not false.

"A prophet who cannot use it freely is no different from ordinary people." Salazar still insisted on his opinion, and Thiel felt that he and Grindelwald would definitely have a lot in common.

They have similar unique and fair views on certain things. Of course, this is a pleasant way of saying it. To put it more unpleasantly, it means maximizing self-interest.

Fortunately, Till and Godric were quite able to accept this self-interest, and Salazar's self-interest would never harm their interests. Salazar's consistent self-interest is also for the better development of Hogwarts.

Teal sat in his seat, flipping through several documents related to the finals that had been handed over by the Ministry of Magic.

She felt that Kingsley needed to work harder in his position as Minister of Magic, and that he could hold the entire Ministry of Magic in his hands as soon as possible, instead of like now, when someone would mix documents asking for gold galleons and fish in troubled waters. .

Kingsley is not Fudge. When Fudge was running the Ministry of Magic, most of the requests for gold galleons were for his benefit, but Kingsley was trying hard to ask Till to save money. Of course, the fact doesn't require Till to spend any more Galleons. It's just that the gymnasium was damaged a lot by Voldemort's Death Eaters and needs to be rebuilt.

Kingsley has replaced many of Till's subordinates to serve as his confidants for a period of time, and will gradually withdraw them when he gets a firm foothold, but there are actually many people in the Ministry of Magic who were once old bugs.

They thought that Teal had a good impression of the current Ministry of Magic, and thought that he would be easy to talk to, and they thought that Teal would not notice it. However, they did not know that Teal was used to such clumsy methods, and she even felt that they looked down upon him.

Picking out the "fishing in troubled waters" that Till didn't bother to look at more, Till continued to look at other documents. Godric was so idle that he came over and poked the top of her hair to tease her: "Til, Christmas is next week. Now, are you really not considering using secret methods?"

"Gord, stop coaxing me, you must be hiding something from me." Till didn't even raise his head, and signed his name at the end of the document with a quill, "I won't use secret methods unless you make it clear. "

The use of the secret method requires the magic power of Tyr as a medium. Although Godric and the others are able to use magic, the magic power left deep in the castle during their lifetimes will not be manipulated by their souls.

Whether the secret method is used or not depends on Tyr.

Tyr had rejected them more than once, and Godric and the other four were no longer obsessed with simple persuasion. Four lines of sight collided rapidly in the air, and it was Rowena who spoke.

The elegant Ravenclaw lady sighed and put her hands on the table: "Tyr, do you really want to know?"

The system was not in his mind. Burgess Emery was working on the lesson plan in his office, so Till was not aware of the little strange thing just now. He only looked at Rowena and nodded to express his affirmation.

"We really don't want to tell you, because you will definitely not agree to what we are doing." Helga apologetically avoided her eyes, but she looked so guilty every time she lied and felt sorry, so she did not ask Tier to see her at this time. doubted.

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