Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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If you ask Hogwarts what is the most popular class among young witches, it is of course Divination. The newly hired Divination Professor Centaur Firenze by Professor Dumbledore, with his pale-gold hair, amazing blue eyes, and somewhat melancholy mysterious temperament, successfully aroused the interest of little witches in the course.

“I dare say, you must think Divination is the most attractive class now, don’t you, Hermione?” Parvati asked with a triumphant smile.

“It’s really peculiar,” Hermione said lightly while reading “Daily Prophet”, “but Umbridge won’t compromise so easily. Her dominance has just begun.”

“You mean she will also chase off Professor Firenze?” Lavender said in horror.

“I don’t know what she will do, but remember what I said. Dumbledore appointed a new Teacher without asking her advice. She will retaliate,” Hermione closed newspaper said. “Even more how Professor Firenze is another Centaur. When Umbridge saw Firenze, you saw the look on her face.”

“No, she has driven away Professor Trelawney, and can no longer drive away my handsome Professor Centaur.” Parvati clenched his fists, his tone firm.

“Anyway, don’t be too happy.” Hermione said coldly. “By the way, I think the departure of Trelawney makes you two sad, right?”

“It’s sad!” Lavender said affirmatively to her, “but we think she is now the host of the new fortune telling show on Harris TV station, which is much more popular and beautiful than being a professor at Hogwarts. We give it back She mailed a few magic-applied daffodils—beautiful daffodils, not the ones Sprout would call.”

Harry also liked Firenze as his new professor, not only because of their encounters and conversations in the Forbidden Forest, but also because he no longer had to worry about weaving some daily disasters and accidents.

“Insignificant pain, human insignificant accident,” Firenze said, his hoof humming on the moss-covered floor. “Compared with the vast universe, these things are as insignificant as ants crawling. , Not affected by planetary movement.”

Firenze next revealed Centaur’s divination which impressed Harry.

“We observe the sky and pay attention to the important trends of disasters or changes. Sometimes the sky will mark these trends. It may take ten years to confirm what we see.”

Firenze points to the red star directly above the classroom.

“In the past ten years, there are various signs that the people of Wizarding World are only spending a brief period of peace between two wars. The Mars who can bring wars are shining brightly above us, heralding that soon The war will definitely break out again. As for how long it will take, Centaur may be able to burn several medicinal herbs and leaves, observe smoke and flames, and try to predict…”

Durmstrang, Aaron was sitting next to the burning fireplace reading a magic book borrowed from Durmstrang. The imprint on his hand was hot. Lucius Malfoy sent a letter. Aaron frowned. Voldemort and his Death Eater were about to Going to the Azkaban robbery, and this incident should have happened after Christmas, it seems that the expansion of Auror’s team has put a lot of pressure on Voldemort, and his impatient also wants to restore his team.

Aaron put down the magic book, stood up, and walked in the room thinking that the Harris family did not have to get involved in this matter prematurely. Anyway, the Azkaban is now in charge of the dementors, and the dementor is under the jurisdiction of Fudge. , Death Eater’s escape will not damage the interests of the Harris family.

Aaron stopped, and quickly replied to Lucius through the impression of perception-following Voldemort’s arrangement.

Sitting back in the chair again, picked up the magic book, Aaron looked towards Luna who was sitting next to him, but Luna had already bowed her head and fiddled with the beer cork in her hand.

Aaron discovered that today Luna always peeked at him, and her expression rarely showed embarrassment occasionally. Did she want a blood oath too? Thinking of this, Aaron couldn’t help feeling a little excited.

Lucius Malfoy, whose whole body was trapped in a black magic robe, clasped his hands tightly, and his hand under the robe quietly pressed his hot perception imprint. He felt relieved when he received Aaron’s message, although he successfully recruited the giant last time. It made his life in Death Eater a little easier, and he regained some trust, but if the owner’s secret action is detected by the Ministry of Magic, he will definitely check the ghost, then he is in danger, he ignored it last time He warned that McNeill, who insisted on staying to attack Hagrid, was punished by his owner is still vivid, and he lost his owner’s trust and will now be cruelly treated by some favored Death Eaters. But now that it is completely in accordance with the master’s command line, there is no difficulty for him.

“Hey, Lucius, you will be behind me when I go to fight in Azkaban later.” Rudolph Lestrange, who was described as haggard, walked to Lucius’s side and said. Due to torture in Azkaban all the year round, Rudolphs still did not recover even after nearly a year of recuperation, but he also vaguely recovered a little bit of the playboy style when he was the chief chaser of Slytherin.

Suddenly he stood on tiptoe and hit Lucius’s shoulder with his shoulder. The guilty-hearted Lucius was scared to face deathly pale.

“For so many years, you are still so timid, don’t worry, I will make you safe, even more how the master has persuaded the dementor, and secretly reached a deal with them.” Rudolphs face is always ironic. , He raised his chin, turned wand flexibly with his fingers, and instantly pulled out several tricks with the flame from the tip.

“Rudolphs, your right hand swing speed is the fastest among everyone I have seen except the master, but please don’t burn things this time.” Lucius slightly nodded, complimenting the Death Eater in front of him. .

That night, Hogwarts, coming out of the common room, Harry opened the door of dormitory, and just stepped inside, his head hurt like it was cut open. He doesn’t know where he is, standing or lying down, or even his name…

Crazy laughter echoed in his ears… He hadn’t been so happy for a long time… Excited, to be wild with joy, triumphant… A big good thing happened…

Harry lay on the ground gasping for breath, staring at the ceiling, the scar terrifying beating on his forehead.

The front page headline of “Daily Prophet” posted on the bulletin board the next day seemed to be evidence of Firenze’s prophecy. Dozens of black-and-white photos occupy the front page, but both men and women look very hideous, some are laughing silently, and some arrogantly tap the side of their photos with their fingers. Each photo has a name and the crime of being imprisoned in Azkaban.

Neville face deathly pale stood in front of the bulletin board. He looked at the only witch in “Daily Prophet”-Bellatrix · Lestrange. Her long black hair looked unkempt on the photo, and her eyes were under thick eyelids. Staring at him, with a haughty, contemptuous smile on his thin lips, Neville clenched the wand in his hand.

“Neville?” Harry walked to Neville, who had been standing in front of the bulletin board for a long time.

Neville frowns, staring at the wanted man in the newspaper, his voice was full of sadness: “Fourteen years ago, this Death Eater named Bellatrix Lestrange… They are cruel, Rudolph Lestrange’s spell is surprisingly accurate, and Bellatrix ·Lestrange, is the cruelest and craziest witch. They used Cruciatus Curse on my parents and tried their best to torture them and get information… but they never gave in.”

Neville turned his head sharply and looked towards Harry: “I am proud of being their son, but I am not sure. Apart from Frank and you, I am not ready to let others know this.”

“We will all make our parents proud, I promise you.” Harry looked towards the wanted man in the newspaper, his eyes firm.

Harry had already met this woman in the newspaper-Bellatrix · Lestrange. She ran out last year. When he was in Goblet of Fire, Harry saw her in the cemetery and even rushed to contribute to Voldemort’s resurrection ceremony. Took one of his own palms. It seemed that Fudge was planning to announce the unfavorable mistakes made by Ministry of Magic guard Azkaban last year and this time, Harry thought with disdain.