Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 947: Failed performance

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Fortune-tellers always like to predict the end of the world as their last prophecy, but until now, the end has never come.

This kind of smashing of signboards will not damage the name of the prophet, because when the prophecy is verified, it is mostly hundreds of years or thousands of years later, but people are relishing this kind of thing, and they are fortunate to predict it. Not fulfilled.

If you want, you can look for books in this area, almost every year is the end of the world ...

Like the unknown and the sign of death, they are everywhere and can be seen everywhere. If you believe in the earth, you will scare yourself crazy.

"Yes, Cassandra · Trelawny is my great grandmother." Professor Trelawny said, raising his head a little higher.

"But I think, if I say something wrong, you can correct it, um, after Cassandra, you are the first person in your family with a second vision?" Umbridge said, and wrote it down on the writing board again A few strokes.

"These things are often inherited every three generations," said Professor Trelawny.

"Of course, of course!" Umbridge wrote a few more strokes, and the toad-like mouth smiled even bigger, and she said diligently, "This is a very precious talent. In this case, I do n’t know if you can predict for me What is it, eh? "

She raised her head inquiringly, still smiling.

The Professor Trelawny was tight all over, and it seemed that he could not believe his ears.

"I don't understand what you mean." She said, grabbing the shawl around her thin neck tremblingly.

"I hope you can make a prediction for me." Umbridge said clearly.

This is undoubtedly a challenge, and it will soon be verified whether it will be fulfilled.

This is the thing that smashes signboards, and no fortuneteller can do such a stupid thing.

Every prophecy, every divination, every sentence is fulfilled, that is not divination, probably only the ancient prophets can do it.

Now, everyone in the classroom is staring blankly at Professor Trelawny.

I saw that she straightened her body, and the beads and bracelets jingled.

"Tianmu will not be ordered to watch!" she said indignantly.

"Understood." Umbridge said softly, seeming disappointed, and wrote a few more words on her tablet.

"I, I, but, wait, wait!" Professor Trelawny said suddenly, she tried to speak in the usual ethereal voice, but her whole body shivered, destroying the mysterious effect of that voice, "I, I thought I did see something about you, ah, I felt something, some kind of black person, some kind of extremely dangerous ... "

Professor Trelawny pointed to Professor Umbridge with trembling fingers, Professor Umbridge's face still smiled amiably, two eyebrows raised.

"I'm afraid you will encounter a terrible danger, a dangerous life!" Professor Trelawny dramatically ended her words.

After a moment of silence, Umbridge's eyebrows are still raised.

"Okay!" she said softly, drawing a few more strokes on the writing pad. "If you can do this at best."

She turned and walked away and left the classroom. Professor Trelawny stood blankly, her chest undulating violently.

It's really a failed performance. Umbridge doesn't believe it at all.

In the eyes of Ivan, she might as well say that Umbridge will be a great success. After the reform of Hogwarts has achieved the desired results, after going back to take over Fudge to become Minister for Magic or the like, it may have an effect ...

Everyone had sympathy for Professor Trelawny. Although they all knew that she was an old liar, Umbridge was obviously more abominable than her, but this trace of sympathy soon disappeared. The next Divination was a terrible nightmare. Stimulated by Umbridge, Professor Trelawny became a little hysterical. He kept making terrible predictions. In this class, mainly Ivan, he was a student shrouded in death.

In fact, every professor in the school engaged in Umbridge's teaching evaluation is uneasy and uneasy.

After Divination, Ivan was still on Thursday, Umbridge was seen on Herbology taught by Sprout, but she only appeared once.

Ivan suspects that this is mainly related to the environment in the greenhouse. The fourth-grade plant to learn this year is Babo tubers.

These plants are in the more dangerous greenhouse No. 3, they do n’t look like plants anymore, they are more like black and sticky big slug(s), they come straight out of the soil, and they all creep slightly. There are also many Winky / glittering shiny big drum kits, which seem to be liquid.

The students collected the concentrated water as required, and the process of squeezing the tubers was disgusting.

Every time a bulge is squeezed, a large, viscous, greenish-yellow liquid will be sprayed, and a pungent smell of gasoline will be emitted, filling the greenhouse.

Umbridge looked for a while, asked a few simple questions, and left with a frown!

Hermione also told Ivan that Umbridge checked the fifth grade Transfiguration and the magical creature protection class. Hagrid did not come back. The substitute Professor Grubbly-Plank could not pick out any problems. She has been teaching for so many years.

However, Umbridge seems to be dissatisfied with Professor Grubbly-Plank's support of Dumbledore, which is of course.

The only good news is that Malfoy did not say that he was attacked by hippogriff Buckbeak.

Although he is still dissatisfied with Hagrid, he often gives food to the hippogriff, which is still a kind of gratitude.

It is also worth mentioning that Umbridge does not seem to check Snape's classes.

From the perspective of Ivan, she probably thinks that Snape can be fought and is communicating with him, but Umbridge will soon be disappointed.

Other people do n’t think so much. Ron directly thinks that the two of them are raccoon dogs and embarrassed.

And Harry said that he had naively believed that he could not hate any teacher in the world more than Snape, but now he has to admit that Snape has found a strong competitor.

Umbridge ’s heart is undoubtedly venomous, she is an evil, perverted, crazy old woman.

Harry's confinement continued, and Professor McGonagall intervention did not work.

She took out the black quill again on Tuesday night, but Harry was pleasantly surprised to find that this quill was useless ...

Then Harry thought, Ivan said she would find a way, maybe he let this quill lose magic power. Although this may not play a decisive role, Umbridge will soon be able to replace one, but at least he will not be subjected to this terrible punishment during his detention.

Umbridge also quickly discovered this. Apart from her disappointment and doubts, she did not let Harry go, and he repeated the phrase "I ca n’t lie" all the time, and wrote three large articles of parchment Always close to zero before letting him go back ...