Harry Potter and the Master of Magic Chapter 11: Prophecy about Zhang Hao

For a boy, the thing he is most proud of is that many girls are jealous for him.

Many boys are lost in this kind of pride, and eventually become scumbags.

Oh! Some girls may do the same.

Fortunately, this kind of thing will not happen to Zhang Hao, because his character is basically completely shaped.

Daphne was jealous for him, and he was indeed a bit dark in his heart, but this dark and cool was far less than the boredom in his brain.

He really wants to go to class!

But Daphne won't let it!

Fortune-telling is probably the only course that cannot be studied directly by reading a book. The book says it is vague, and the scenes that can be used for divination are very abstract.

It's like now, the tea leaves in Zhang Hao's tea bowl are in weird shapes, and you can't tell if it's a horse or a duck.

If the image is judged incorrectly, the divination picture will be completely different from the future.

Zhang Hao thought that perhaps he should return to China to find some reliable methods of divination. The sixty-four hexagrams of the Zhouyi seem to be pretty good, and the six-line divine calculation is also possible... It feels more reliable than using tea for divination.

Professor Trelawney was explaining, while spinning around to demonstrate to everyone.

She babbled, her eyes swept across her faces, and she came to some conclusions based on her face alone.

She warned Parvati Pettil, telling her to be careful of a red-haired man.

Zhang Hao couldn't help but want to laugh. Ron was the only one with red hair in this room.

Could it be that Parvati and Ron are about to have some kind of collision?

Parvati seemed to think so too, she looked at Ron in panic, making Ron extremely embarrassed.

What's even more outrageous is that Professor Trelawney also said that Zhang Hao was full of darkness, which could even cover the sun.

Many people looked at Zhang Hao with strange eyes. They didn't know if the prediction was true, but this did not prevent them from expressing fear.

"The darkness that covers the sun... It is more frightening than death... It is always desperate... You never know when it will dissipate..."

Zhang Hao is calm on the surface, but his heart is also turbulent.

The professor in front of me is extraordinary. Although Zhang Hao doesn't know how many predictions she has made, he knows that several of her key predictions have been fulfilled!

For example, Harry Potter's victory over Voldemort—this is a great prophecy recognized by the entire magical world.

Many prophets may only predict trivial things in their lives, but as long as they can successfully predict a major event, they will be remembered by everyone.

There is no doubt that Professor Trelawney is such a big prophet.

Zhang Hao was so nervous, Professor Trelawney almost said that he was going to become the Dark Lord!

He thought to himself: "It seems that you have to invent a few white magic, otherwise it will not be washed away!"

"Oh! Dear children, now you can start." Professor Trelawney forgot the prediction just now, she kindly said: "Together with your partner, interpret each other's future Come on!"

The students moved around and stared at the tea bowl in their hands to study desperately.

"Hao! Don't worry about it, you won't become the Dark Lord, I believe you!" Daphne took Zhang Hao's hand comfortingly: "Let's try it too! Maybe I also have a talent for prophecy? "

Zhang Hao was silent, he stared at the teacup, carefully identifying the pattern of the tea leaves.

Then let go of the mind and imagination.

After a long time, there was a flash of light in his mind, and a strange idea suddenly appeared.

He lowered his voice and murmured: "The favorite... There are many people competing... Only when you give up humble... can you really get it..."

"What?" Daphne was stunned for a moment before reacting, she asked: "Hao! Were you prophesying just now?"

"Uh!" Zhang Hao said blankly: "Did I just say something?"

He only remembers that he was very focused just now, and he kept staring at the tea bowl. He really didn't remember if he had said anything in his mouth!

"No, you didn't say anything." Daphne stared at Zhang Hao and said softly: "I might have heard it wrong!"

She suspected that Zhang Hao was not a prophecy, but wanted to justify something.

This possibility is too great!

After all, he said before that he likes many girls besides her.

Oh! Those girls also like him, which is in line with Zhang Hao's statement-the favorite... There are many people vying for...

"Is he looking for an excuse to open the harem?"

Daphne is in entanglement...

Except for the entangled divination class, the other courses did not challenge Zhang Hao at all.

The ancient rune lesson only needs time to study, and the magical animal protection lesson is just like playing.

What else is there to say about this kind of life?

But there was another thing that caused Zhang Hao's toothache in September. He had a tooth to be replaced!

Who knows the pain of changing teeth? It is also changing teeth. When Hermione changed teeth last year, it didn't hurt at all.

Ron even found a tooth in his mouth when he woke up. He didn't know when the tooth fell.

There are other friends, although they are also very painful, but they do not seem to be as exaggerated as Zhang Hao.

"Hao! Your tooth is really naughty!" Hermione said funnyly, "Normally, it should be changed when it is twelve. We are all like this, only yours—it It was delayed for a year before replacing it. Perhaps this is the cause of your pain."

Zhang Hao is also very depressed, no matter how strong your magical ability is, there is no way to control the growth of your teeth!

"Hao! I heard that kissing can relieve toothache," Daphne blushed and said, "Should we try?"

Zhang Hao feels his teeth hurt even more, which wicked thing said?

"I think you should see Ms. Pomfrey," Harry suggested, "I think she should have a solution to this problem."

"I will go after class in a while. The potion from her should be very useful." Zhang Hao also thinks that this suggestion is very relevant. There are many useful potions in Ms. Pomfrey, and it may be more useful to deal with this situation than magic.

"Have you found the Horcrux?" Zhang Hao asked, "I remember you started searching last week."

"There is no progress yet," Ron shrugged: "The school is so big, we don't have a clue at all. Maybe we can start looking directly in the responsive house, and looking elsewhere is a waste of effort."

"We have been to the House of Request many times, and there is nothing there." Draco curled his lips and said, "Don't say you didn't see it?"

"The room of responsiveness to requests is indeed very empty, with only a few magic targets. But we are not sure that the room of responsiveness to requests has only this form." Pansy pursed her mouth, her thinking looks pretty good.

"Pansy is right. We used to go to the responsive room for training." Hermione agreed: "We need it to become something, and it will become something. If we need a place to hide things , Will it be different?"

The friends looked at each other, feeling that this statement is very reliable.

"Try it in a while!" Harry said decisively: "If this guess is true, we might be able to find a Horcrux soon."

"Hao! Are you going with us?" Daphne asked, "That is the Horcrux of a mysterious man. Will it be dangerous for us to deal with it?"

"I'm quite busy, so I won't accompany you." Zhang Hao shook his head and said: "You are only responsible for finding the Horcrux, and let us do the task of destroying it."

"Do you have any suggestions?" Ron said dissatisfied: "You are not going to participate in such a big thing?"

Other people looked at Zhang Hao, especially Daphne. She didn't want to be separated from Zhang Hao for a moment.

"It's just looking for a Horcrux, it's not a big deal. There should be nothing to pay attention to..." Zhang Hao was a little disapproved, he thought about it, and suddenly said, "Ron, where is your mouse?"

"You mean Scabbard? I'm afraid Crookshanks will eat it, so I dare not put it elsewhere." Ron took the mouse out of his pocket and said with a smile: "You see it sleeps so soundly. It looked like it was sick before, and it looks thinner and thinner. I didn't expect it to fall asleep today, which is good. Thank you, I didn't expect you to care about it so much."

When he said that, the others were also a little curious.

As I said it, I suddenly got involved with the mouse?

Hermione's Crookshanks had been hostile to the mouse, and Ron even had a fight with her because of this.

Fortunately, Zhang Hao was in the middle of mediation, and the noise didn't affect much.

"Thank you? I'm afraid you won't thank me later!" He smiled and said to the mouse: "This is not an ordinary mouse, is it? Peter Pettigrew?"

He wanted to deal with this hidden danger a long time ago, but he never met the opportunity.

Too busy this semester!

A lot of things are so busy that I forget them~IndoMTL.com~ If Voldemort didn't happen to talk about it today, he might have to forget about it again.

"Peter Pettigrew? Isn't he dead?" Ron asked blankly, "Why did you say Peter Pettigrew to Scabbers? What can it know?"

He felt something strange in his hands, so he looked down.

Scaly started to tremble again, and it seemed to be frightened in some way.

"Look, it's trembling again!" Ron said angrily, "It must be Crookshanks reappearing around. As soon as it appears, the spots begin to tremble."

He started to walk around after speaking, but Crookshanks was obviously not here.

"Ron! Crookshank is not here, and it won’t do anything to your mouse even if it’s here." Hermione said angrily, "Let’s listen to what Hao said. He mentioned Peter Pettigrew. !"

"Okay! Hao!" Ron compromised: "Go ahead! I won't interrupt..."

Everyone was waiting quietly, they intuitively felt something big happened.

"Ron, I want to ask you a question first." Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Is Shaban a magical animal?"

"No!" Ron felt ridiculous. He shook his head and said, "How could Shaban be a magical animal?"

"Then have you cast some kind of magic on it?"

"Neither."

"How long has it been in your house?"

"More than twelve years."

As I asked, everyone found the problem.

"God!" Hermione exclaimed: "A mouse that is not a magical animal can live for more than twelve years? What kind of magic can do this? Can't it be a child?"

Yes, it's not good to be young!

That can't extend the lifespan of the animal, it can only make the animal younger.

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