Chinese Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 254 Malfoy, You Have No Talent for Divination

Voldemort moved lazily so that the warm firelight could illuminate more of him.

"Dolores, my servant, your plan is very good. It is to secretly stir up a conflict between the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore and muddy the waters.

Go ahead and do it."

Umbridge sobbed exaggeratedly, crawled on the ground, and spoke loudly in praise. The flattering look even made several Death Eaters standing in the shadows secretly frown.

It was too exaggerated. This woman simply didn't know what shame was.

No wonder she could climb so fast in the Ministry of Magic. It only took a short period of time for her to find the most suitable way.

I don't know if it was because of the weakening of power. Voldemort in this weak state liked this exaggerated way to express his loyalty.

As a result, Umbridge's status among the Death Eaters rose rapidly, and she soon gained trust.

The two slits on Voldemort's face opened a little, revealing a little scarlet:

"Dolores, another thing."

"Master, I immediately went to check it myself after receiving your order--" The sobbing sound disappeared immediately, and the sound of respectful reporting rang out instead.

Umbridge pointed out "order, immediately, personally" intentionally or unintentionally, and then came the result:

"I dug up the bones in the cemetery. After detailed inspection and comparison, it was the skeleton of a woman."

The scarlet expanded a little, and Voldemort opened his mouth and laughed hoarsely, full of joy:

"So, my loyal servant-Barty Crouch Jr. did not leave me?"

"I'm afraid so."

"Find him, Dolores."

"Your will--"

Umbridge crawled down again, and the black cloak was stretched tight along her body.

Like a giant toad ready to spit venom.

"Crackle"

The stove in the dormitory made the sound of burning wood, and the bright flames licked the top of the stove. A particularly Chinese aluminum kettle was placed on the stove.

A wisp of white steam rose from the curved spout.

Because the dormitory is underwater, Slytherin's stove always rises earlier than other colleges.

Zhang Xiao raised his pillow, and the bright light of the illumination gave him the experience of reading under natural light.

The brand new pages with the fragrance of ink were intoxicating.

Crabbe and Goyle were among the group of people who took off the badges. Zhang Xiao didn't expect that these two guys with thick eyebrows and big eyes would betray Malfoy.

But thinking about their fathers who were loyal Death Eaters, it was not surprising to do so.

The fact that the two did not immediately turn against the extreme pure blood camp was already a sign of their love for Little Ma Ge, but Little Ma Ge had been trembling with anger since he saw that the two of them were not wearing badges.

He had ignored this pair of crouching dragons and phoenixes for several hours.

Zhang Xiao didn't care. It was a double blessing that the two, No-Brain and Unhappy, joined the enemy camp.

Whose dark wizard could burn himself to death with a Fiery Curse, Goyle?

Crabbe lowered his head, twirling the corner of his clothes with his chubby fingers, and looked at Brother Tsz with pitiful eyes from time to time.

But remembering his father's instructions, he finally turned around with a sigh and climbed onto his own bed.

Malfoy looked at the two with disdain, stretched his head and asked Zhang Xiao in the next bed in a low voice:

"Zhang, I saw Granger's schedule at the Burrow during the summer vacation. She actually chose all the courses. How did she do that?"

Zhang Xiao looked at him in surprise. Malfoy didn't know about the time converter?

But he had just promised Professor McGonagall to keep the secret, and he revealed it as soon as he turned around.

He had to make a zipper-like gesture on his mouth towards Brother Tsz.

Malfoy sighed in disappointment, but didn't continue to ask. This is also one of Malfoy's advantages.

Very tactful, knowing when to ask and when not to ask.

Instead, he changed the subject:

"Zhang, Qingluan Society this side"

Zhang Xiao closed the book, glanced at the two beds opposite, did not speak, but gently stretched out his finger and pointed.

A piece of white paper floated over, and after writing a line of words on it, the white paper quickly folded up and turned into a paper airplane.

It flew up and landed in Malfoy's hand.

Little Ma Ge opened the paper airplane with surprise, and saw that it was written:

"Watch him build a high building, watch him entertain guests, and watch his building collapse."

Malfoy thought for a moment and finally understood the meaning, and couldn't help laughing. This is how Chinese is.

The meaning expressed under those words is the essence of Chinese.

Brother Zhua no longer had any doubts, and after saying good night, he got into bed.

The green curtain of the four-poster bed fell down, covering the small bed tightly.

The illumination technique was still illuminating this small space.

Zhang Xiao took out the box containing the time converter and tapped the lid with the joint of his index finger.

With a light click, the lid of the box opened by itself.

Revealing the delicate hourglass and long metal chain inside.

There was also a handwritten card with a familiar font - written by Dumbledore.

"Zhang, you may find many wonderful uses during use, but there is one thing you must pay attention to.

Don't be confused by illusions, don't think it can predict the future, and don't leave the place of use too far.

By the way, I recommend that the use time be controlled within 8 hours a day. "

So what is considered too far from the place of use?

Dumbledore didn't write it, but Zhang Xiao understood what the principal meant.

It's not that I forgot it, but it's not necessary. Maybe you will know it naturally when you use it or when it reaches a certain range.

Zhang Xiao put away the time converter, got into the soft quilt, stretched out his hand and made a gesture of throwing a light rope in the air.

It doesn't matter whether there is a rope or not, what matters is the sense of ceremony.

As the light slowly weakened, it finally darkened completely.

The next morning, when Zhang Xiao and Malfoy arrived at the restaurant, they found that everyone had gotten up very early.

It seemed that the little wizards were very excited about choosing a course for the first time, and were even willing to get up half an hour early.

Zhang Xiao was sitting on his fixed seat, and the hard-working elves had already arranged his exclusive tableware neatly.

Picking up the bowls and chopsticks and randomly taking some food, Zhang Xiao asked curiously:

"Draco, do you know where the Divination class is this morning?"

He was answered with silence. He turned his head in surprise, only to find Malfoy winking and making faces at the Gryffindor table.

He also made some seemingly rude and complicated gestures from time to time.

Um? What are you doing?

At the long Gryffindor table, Ron and Harry were seen fighting back with more outrageous gestures and bared teeth.

Zhang Xiao:.

Out of the corner of his eye, Malfoy noticed Zhang Xiao looking at him, and his movements stiffened.

After hurriedly performing a throat-slitting ceremony, he instantly transformed from a gangster back into the arrogant young master.

"Ahem, the first Quidditch match of this quarter is Slytherin versus Gryffindor.

Porter was very dissatisfied with losing to me last semester and made rude remarks to me many times during the summer vacation.

I decided to show him who the best Seeker was. "

Malfoy explained 'as if nothing had happened', slicing sausages as gentlemanly as possible.

"Actually, I'm British."

Everything you say is right.

The first period is a divination class, which is also a course that the little wizard is looking forward to, in most people's minds.

Wizards are always bound to cauldrons and crystal balls containing strangely colored potions.

Just like when people think of Taoist priests, they always think of peach wood swords and compasses.

If you can't do divination, can you still be considered a wizard?

But what the two of them didn't expect was that the divination classroom would be so far away.

Obviously, apart from Hogwarts wanting the little wizard to exercise more, there is no other reason to explain why the Divination classroom is far away at the top of the North Tower.

It took about ten minutes to walk there. By the time the two of them climbed to the eighth floor, Xiao Ma was already out of breath.

This is an empty and unfamiliar platform. There is nothing there, except for a large painting hanging on the stone wall, which shows a grassland.

"Where should we go?" Xiao Ma held his knees, and his original interest in divination had almost been wiped out.

The tower is not an ordinary residential building. The height of the 8th floor is almost equal to that of an ordinary residential building on the 16th floor.

Zhang Xiao looked around and saw a fat pony with dark gray stripes in the painting opposite suddenly running over from outside the painting.

Eating grass as if nothing had happened.

Only young wizards who have just arrived at Hogwarts would be surprised by this. As a third-year old student, it has long been common for the portraits to wander around and leave the frame to visit each other.

After a while, a short, fat knight in armor entered the scene with a clanging sound, looking for his pony.

Judging from the grass stains on his metal knees, he had just fallen off his horse.

"Aha!" he shouted, looking at Malfoy and Zhang Xiao, full of joy: "How dare you break into my private territory?

Are you laughing at my occasional missteps?

Draw your swords and let us duel! You scoundrels, you bitches! "

The young knight drew a sword like an embroidery needle from its sheath and began to swing it violently, jumping up and down with rage.

"Okay, Sir Cadogan, let us duel!"

Zhang Xiao simply pulled out the wand from his waist, and a silvery white light emerged from the wand, just like pulling out a long sword with cold light from the air.

After just a few swings, the long sword made a whimpering sound, and the sword light filled the air, extremely gorgeous.

Sir Cadogan lowered his head and looked at the three-inch sword in his hand, and then at the long sword in Zhang Xiao's hand that was larger than the horse he was riding.

He neatly hid the sword behind his back:

"Oh, two distinguished gentlemen, I wonder why you are here?

Cadogan will be happy to serve you! "

Zhang Xiao shook his sword and transformed into a wand again:

"Sir Cadogan, how can I get to the Divination classroom?"

"Of course I know!" Cadogan shouted happily, stood up with a clang and shouted: "Come on, follow me, dear friends!"

He went to draw the sword again, but still failed, and tried to mount the fat pony, but failed, so he had to shout: "Then let's go on foot, gentlemen, forward! forward!"

Malfoy and Zhang Xiao followed him and he passed through picture frames. When he passed a group of women in skirts, Cadogan almost couldn't twist his neck.

Unfortunately, he only made the ladies scream.

In the end, Xiao Ma Ge couldn't run anymore. He looked at the tower that seemed to have no end in despair.

Zhang Xiao snapped his fingers, and Zhua Ge felt light and floated up suddenly.

Malfoy suddenly had an ominous premonition, and then a hemp rope from nowhere tied his ankle like a snake.

Not good! I want to--

Malfoy's mind turned quickly, and he shouted: "I've--"

But Zhang Xiao suddenly accelerated and ran quickly with Malfoy.

The strong shock made Malfoy's remaining words turn into screams of fear.

Finally I found a chance, let you fly my kite in the first grade!

Zhang Xiao's body surface even emitted a faint golden light, and the sound of the soles of his shoes touching the ground became louder and louder.

The speed was getting faster and faster, and Malfoy felt that the surrounding scene began to blur.

When they finally stopped, Zhang Xiao put Malfoy down, held his shoulders, and said loudly:

"You're welcome, Draco, this is help from a good friend."

I.I. Malfoy wanted to fight back, but the ground under his feet seemed to have turned into clouds, soft, and Zhang in front of him had a double image.

Reluctantly climbed the last few stairs and stepped onto a small platform. Most of the people in this class were here. There was no door on the staircase platform;

There was a round trap door on the ceiling with a bronze plaque on the door.

"Sybill Trelawney, Divination teacher."

Just as the students were wondering how to get up, the trap door suddenly opened and a silver ladder stretched out.

The Divination class was a very strange classroom.

Malfoy frowned and looked around, muttering softly:

"I don't think this is a classroom, it's more like an old-fashioned teahouse in the attic. My father said there used to be one in Diagon Alley, which was very stylish.

But after the boss died, no one was willing to take over."

In fact, what Malfoy said was quite appropriate.

Zhang Xiao counted and found that there were at least twenty small round tables squeezed into the classroom.

Each table was surrounded by an Indian printed armchair and a bulging small cushion.

Everything was illuminated by a dim scarlet light;

The curtains were drawn and many lamps were covered with crimson lampshades.

The classroom was so warm that it was suffocating. The fireplace was full and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire.

A dull, greasy fragrance filled the classroom.

The circular walls were surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls and a large pile of tea sets.

Well, a combination of a teahouse and a divination hut.

Zhang Xiao didn't seem to be here for class, but more like a tourist spot.

He was still very clear about Sybil's ability. He probably made two or three predictions in his life.

It was very consistent with Dumbledore's comment on prophecy-some people were extremely lucky to look into the future at this moment.

Besides, China also has its own divination, with many schools and much higher reliability than this one.

If you want to learn divination, why not learn Chinese divination?

A voice suddenly came from the shadows, a soft and vague voice.

"Welcome," the voice said, "It's great to see you in the tangible world at last."

Professor Trelawney walked into the place where the firelight was shining, and they saw that she was very thin.

The thick telescope magnified her eyes several times, and there were countless necklaces and beads hanging on her slender neck, and bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.

Zhang Xiao smacked his lips for a while, isn't this the non-mainstream in the past?

In the next class, Zhang Xiao witnessed a large-scale mystification scene.

Trelawney first used vague language to talk a lot of mysterious things, such as "third eye" and "sight".

He also mentioned that he was "proficient" in several divination methods, and by the way, he intimidated nearly half of the students in the class.

Especially when Harry was told that he had to stay away from the black dog, Harry's face was pulled long at that time.

I finally reunited with Sirius, and you just say stay away?

What's even funnier is Malfoy, who was severely scolded by Trelawney when he tried to make a prediction based on the tea leaves.

Because Malfoy predicted that Trelawney would most likely be fired in the future, but according to the tea leaves, this fate seemed to have been changed.

Trelawney used very sharp words to sadly tell Malfoy that he was not suitable for divination.

He didn't even have any talent for divination.

Zhang Xiao almost pinched his legs swollen from holding back laughter, especially when he saw Malfoy's confused and pitiful expression.

He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

But he didn't expect Trelawney to turn around and burn herself.

She looked at Zhang Xiao with her surprisingly large eyes, covered her mouth, and sighed sadly:

"Zhang, you are so pitiful."

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