I swung a sword at Hogwarts

But unfortunately, John is in the minority after all.

They used tea leaves to do divination, and John placed the badge in front of him.

With a light tap of the finger, two things similar to projections appeared above.

He was absent from class, and Professor Sybill Trelawney pretended not to notice.

Hermione was a little surprised and puzzled. She remembered what Professor McGonagall had given her yesterday. Didn't John have it?

John was multitasking, and his image was also projected in two other classrooms.

The professors were stunned when they saw this. They didn't expect such an operation to happen.

If John hadn't been diligent and studious, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand such high pressure.

He turned on the academic master mode and not only listened to everything, but was also able to answer the questions.

"In trouble?"

Using the tea leaves to divine, John saw that he was in trouble, and he couldn't help but wonder what difficulties he had at Hogwarts.

When he told Professor Trelawney the result, he was awarded extra points on the spot.

Professor Trelawney now simply regarded John as her successor, and it was the first time she had seen the gift of prophecy in someone outside of her own family.

However, compared to John's smooth sailing, Professor Trelawney was not very friendly to Hermione.

Holding Hermione's hand, he told Hermione earnestly that the halo around her was pitifully small.

Hermione was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, and Harry also saw the ominous sign of a black dog, which reminded people of John's prediction just now.

The way they looked at Harry was full of pity, which made Harry very depressed.

After the Divination class, the second period is Transfiguration class.

When Professor McGonagall saw that they were unhappy, she knew what was going on.

Tell them that Divination is a loose subject and that Sybill Trelawney predicts the deaths of several students every year.

This made the students feel relieved, but Neville said hesitantly: "But John also predicted it."

"John?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned. How did this have anything to do with John?

Immediately, Neville told John's prophecy, which made Mag feel incredible.

"Does John Wick have the gift of prophecy? That is an extremely rare gift, perhaps only one person in the entire country has it."

After hearing her say this, the students' worries, which had just been put at ease, became tense again.

Professor McGonagall thought of Dumbledore's strange behavior. Two people chose all the elective courses this semester, but Dumbledore was only willing to give the thing to one person.

Recalling Dumbledore's original words, Professor McGonagall fell into deep thought.

"Minerva, some students who are overly curious may touch taboos."

In the headmaster's office, Dumbledore's eyes were deep.

The golden hourglass in front of it is an extremely precious magic prop. The only one left in the world is in the Silent Man's office.

Professor McGonagall couldn't understand why Dumbledore doubted whether John Wick could handle the task when John Wick had the best grades in every subject.

"Don't worry, Minerva, he will find a way to attend the class on his own." Dumbledore responded to Professor McGonagall's question.

Now it seems that perhaps Dumbledore knew something, otherwise he would not have made such a decision.

Although it was a bit unfair to the students, it was Dumbledore's decision.

Transfiguration is over.

The students, who could no longer contain themselves, rushed out of the classroom, spreading the news about the prophecy everywhere.

John soon became the subject of conversation again.

Malfoy, wearing his badge in a show of strength, found John and asked about the prophecy.

"I don't know either. At that time, I just said it according to the instructions."

This was also the first time that John triggered the prophet's blessing, and he was not sure whether it was real.

However, the information in the prophecy seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it before.

He touched his chin and felt that these things seemed to be from the plot.

Could it be that my prophecy was just a recollection of the plot?

There was a card spinning on his fingertips. It was given to him by Sybill Trelawney, who said it was a tool that could increase his clairvoyance.

John stared at the card, which had a symbol that looked like an eye.

This symbol emitted a faint fluorescent light, and only he could see it.

"Professor Trelawney is quite capable."

Help yourself predict once, and the Tianmu card has ancient magic.

Professor Trelawney is really not an ordinary person.

Put the cards away, we have Care of Magical Zoology this afternoon.

John was very confident about this course, because with him in charge, he believed that Hagrid would not let people fly in the sky on impulse.

"Clang-"

John heard a voice coming from Gryffindor and turned to see Hermione storming off.

Ron, the instigator, still had a bewildered look on his face, as if he didn't realize how hurtful it was when he said that Hermione had no talent for this subject.

Ron's focus was always strange. He frowned and said to Harry, "What is she talking about? She hasn't taken an Arithmancy class yet."

Harry nodded in agreement, causing John to facepalm.

Is this the key point that has not been mentioned?

If you pour out the water in both people's brains, the Black Lake will overflow.

"We should focus on why she smashed the table."

John thought wisely.

...

in the afternoon.

Care of Magical Zoology.

Malfoy also chose this course, as did Daphne and Pansy, as well as the two great generals Goyle and Crabbe.

Slytherin John's team was basically assembled, and they walked on the wet grass towards Hagrid's Hut next to the Forbidden Forest.

Originally the team was in good order, but Malfoy soon discovered the three little ones and immediately went up to start the full-channel taunting mode.

Daphne couldn't stand it anymore and came to John, complaining, "I don't understand how you can stand him."

"Don't think Draco is childish. In fact, he is indeed quite childish."

The nonsense literature was clearly played, and Daphne rolled her eyes at John.

Malfoy over there had already dressed up as a Dementor to stir up hatred, and Harry was so angry that he wanted to pull out his wand and stuff it into his nose.

Walk to Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid was already waiting for the students. He was wearing a washed moleskin coat, and the big dog Fang only looked smaller next to him.

"Come on, come on, hold on tight!"

Hagrid shouted, "I have something great to show you today! This class is brilliant!"

Hearing the word "wonderful", John felt inexplicably uneasy.

As far as he knew Hagrid, recommending those flower fairies and the like would not make Hagrid say the words "wonderful".

"Did he change his course?"

John felt something was wrong, under the leadership of Hagrid.

The students walked towards the Forbidden Forest. Harry thought he was going to enter the Forbidden Forest, and inevitably had some bad memories.

Fortunately, after five minutes, Hagrid just reached the edge and stopped.

They came to the outside of a small paddock, and there was nothing inside.

"Everyone gather around this fence!" Hagrid directed the students to move closer and said confidently, "Okay, first you need to open your textbooks."

Malfoy said lazily without giving any face: "How do I open it?"

These days, there are many students who have been troubled by "The Monster Book of Monsters". They have tied the book tightly with ropes.

Hagrid was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect anyone to notice.

He had no choice but to look to John for help.

John received the signal, took out the book, and said calmly: "Just gently stroke its spine and make it make a comfortable sound."

After that, John demonstrated it.

Hagrid shouted out in joy and gratitude, "Very well done, ten points!"

Thanks to John, Hagrid got out of the predicament.

Hagrid found his rhythm again and asked everyone to wait here for a while.

He was seen walking towards the forbidden forest as if he was entering his own back garden.

Malfoy opened his mouth to complain, but John glanced at him and said speechlessly, "Draco, just be quiet for a while. Hagrid is a professor now, he can deduct your points."

The complaint that was about to come out of his mouth was bitten back. When Malfoy thought that he would be deducted points by that big idiot, it was more painful than killing him.

In fact, given Hagrid's personality, it is unlikely that he would lose points, at most he would just get extra points.

Unfortunately, Malfoy didn't understand Hagrid, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Then he started teasing Harry, which was just a wave of Dementors attracting hatred.

After a while, a dozen magical creatures with horse bodies, eagle heads and wings ran over.

When John saw this, he covered his face.

Hagrid grabbed a long bundle of chains and yelled at the students to back off.

He looked at these animals with the joy of a half-giant child, and shouted: "Hippogriffs, how beautiful they are, aren't they."

Hagrid thought the first lesson had to be amazing, so he brought out the XXX-level dangerous magical creatures.

He picked out the one he liked best and pulled it out, introducing it to everyone, "This is Buckbeak. The first thing you need to know is that they are all very proud."

After explaining how to approach these big treasures, Hagrid looked around and chose the first person to step forward.

When I saw John, I thought about it and decided not to bother him.

Harry volunteered to come out because he didn't want Hagrid's first class to be left unattended.

Chapter 117 Employees and Bosses

"Good job, Harry!"

"Let's see how you do with Buckbeak," said Hagrid gruffly.

He untied Buckbeak's leather collar, an action that immediately set everyone's nerves on edge.

Hagrid instructed Harry, "You've made eye contact with it. Don't blink. If you blink too often, the Hippogriff won't believe you."

Harry regretted it a little, because he stared and his eyes started to water.

Buckbeak turned his great pointy head and stared at Harry with fierce orange eyes.

Hagrid said, "Yes, yes, Harry ... now, bow."

He was careful not to disturb Buckbeak.

Although Harry was reluctant to expose the back of his neck to Buckbeak, he did as Hagrid asked.

He bowed quickly and looked up; his own head was still there.