Diverging through HP

Apparition class

If you're 17 or over by 31 August, you can attend a twelve-week Apparition course taught by Ministry of Magic Apparition teachers.

Those who wish to participate please sign below.Tuition fee: twelve Galleons.

Draco Malfoy sneered, turned to Clark and Goyle and said, "It seems that this time we don't have to see Weasley's stupid face. Twelve Galleons, their family can't afford it."

"Then I think you will be disappointed." Julie signed with a quill.

Draco Malfoy pouted unwillingly, reached for Goyle's quill to sign, and left angrily.

Then the apparition class on Saturday confirmed Julie's words. The trio got together and muttered together. Blaise Zabini joked that Julie probably had prophet blood in her ancestors, otherwise how could she guess it every time? .

"Why don't you say that I have the ability to predict?" Julie squinted at Blaise Zabini, and followed the flow of people to approach the four deans and Professor Neville's Apparation.

"Good morning." The professor said. "My name is Wiki Tecrosse, and I will be your Apparition instructor for the next twelve weeks. I hope you are well prepared for your Apparition exam."

"Malfoy, listen quietly." Professor McGonagall interrupted Professor Tecrosse with a yell, which also surprised everyone else.

Julie looked back and saw Draco Malfoy with red ears, lowering his head and walking away from Clark and Goyle.

"Remember the three D's." Professor Tycross separated all the students, and then conjured up the wooden circle. "Principal Dumbledore has canceled Apparation privileges for this auditorium, only for one hour."

"Don't ask so many questions, just do what I tell you to do." Draco Malfoy said fiercely to Clark, with a fierce expression on his face.

"You can tell that Mudblood but not me?"

Julie looked back just in time to see Harry Potter slid behind Draco Malfoy with a look of great interest on his face.And when he saw Julie, he nodded very friendly.

"I won't hide it from my friends." Draco Malfoy was taken aback, and looked back hastily.

"Let's get started." Ahead, Professor Tycross signaled.

Julie looked palely at Susan Burns with one leg separated on the other side of her wooden circle, patting her head to indicate that she probably would never learn again.

Pansy sneered, saw Draco Malfoy pondering at the wooden circle with a blank expression, curled his lips and continued to practice his own.

"Dumbledore looking for you?" After it was over, Draco Malfoy saw the parchment in Julie's hand and pouted.

Julie nodded, crumpled the parchment and stuffed it into her pocket, while Theodonot sat down with her face up. "You seem to be particularly favored by Dumbledore this year, and I always look for you."

"Do you need me to give you the favor?" Julie said as she scooped herself a large bowl of oatmeal.

Headmaster Dumbledore seemed to be in a good mood this time, and he was listening to the radio when Julie came to the headmaster's office.

"Principal." Julie knocked on the door.

"Hmph." On the wall, Principal Black snorted coldly, turned and left from his portrait.

"Julie, you're here." Headmaster Dumbledore turned off the radio and rolled out the snack box. "I investigated the things you said...Julie, maybe you can satisfy the curiosity of an old man. How did you know those things?"

"...It's hard to say." Julie licked her lips. "I read it from a book."

Julie stretched out her hand in a silent gesture. "Principal Dumbledore, it's not that I'm not new to you. You are a powerful and respected wizard. You have defeated a Dark Lord. But this matter is too important and too incredible. I am not cold-blooded, Professor .”

"I suppose you should know about Unbreakable Curses if you need to?" Headmaster Dumbledore frowned, then let go.

"Yes." Julie nodded. "But I suppose you wouldn't leak it even if you didn't need it?"

"The known future or the unknown future... which one is more terrifying?" Julie asked another question before Principal Dumbledore could answer.

Headmaster Dumbledore's eyes widened, and Headmaster Blake on the wall behind rushed to speak again: "Then you just watched your classmate die tragically? Watching the only godfather of your classmate, the only great-great-grandson of a deceased old man die tragically? Ruthless Dirty Muggles!"

"Thank you, I'm actually a wizard." Julie nodded in a good-tempered manner.

"So... what is the future you see...?" Principal Dumbledore said again, looking straight at Julie with blue eyes that were too clear for his age.

"Dawn has come." This time Julie said firmly.

Relieved, Dumbledore tapped the table with his wand, and two cups of honey water appeared.

"So, I heard that you have been looking for me all this time?"

"Yes, Draco Malfoy told me that the mysterious man threatened him to kill his mother if he didn't succeed." Julie nodded, and Principal Black snorted.

Principal Dumbledore said he would take care of the matter and let Julie go back first.

Then Julie saw a cute little girl standing outside the Response Room holding a scale in a daze...

In the blink of an eye, Julie snatched a knight sword from the armor in the corner, and approached tiptoely.Well, even after five years in the wizarding world, Julie still hasn't gotten used to the wand.

"Who?" Julie put the sword on the little girl's neck, bared her teeth.

"Julie...?" the other party asked. "I'm Goyle."

Julie's cheeks were puffed up, but at least she held back her laughter, she turned around and smiled secretly, she cleaned up her expression, and returned to her usual paralyzed face. "Draco made you do this?"

Gore nodded, and Julie asked how long it was, and asked him to go back first.

"There are still twenty points."

Because Draco Malfoy didn't agree to let Clark and Goyle know, Julie didn't open the door, and pulled Goyle to sit on the stairs, and the two chatted awkwardly.

When Julie wanted to talk to Draco Malfoy about Clark and Goyle at night, Draco happily put his arms around Julie and said he was ready again.

"What are you preparing? Why didn't you tell me first?"

Julie thought that Draco Malfoy would pretend to be prepared to deal with Voldemort, but she still underestimated the psychology of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy. He still wanted to break out and prove himself.

"Dumbledore's birthday is coming soon." Draco Malfoy said something irrelevant.

"Are you going to..." Julie raised her eyebrows. "Is it going to be discovered?"

"No." Draco Malfoy said firmly.

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