The Druid Master of Hogwarts

After lunch, and there was a short break at noon, Fish directly transformed into a cat and jumped into Hermione's arms, and was carried to the library by her...

Miss Know-it-all won't let that group of senior sisters specialize in beauty.

Of course, Hermione also knew that she couldn't do better than Xia Pei and the others in terms of knowledge in the senior years, and in more than a month, she didn't have time to master enough knowledge, so she decided to find another way...

So Hermione came to the library with Fish in her arms, picked out a book of "Wacky Magical Puzzles and Their Solutions" and read it.

Although Dumbledore said that the knowledge of the upper years was needed, she might have found other solutions, and in case Fish was chosen to be a warrior, the knowledge in this book might also be used.

The cat on Hermione's lap leaned on the edge of the table with its front paws, and stuck out his head to look at the book she opened...

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There are so many words... I feel dizzy... I want to sleep...

The cat silently retracted its head, then stepped on Hermione's thigh a few times with its four claws, adjusted its posture and lay back on its back, and continued to purr to sleep.

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Hermione scratched Fisher's chin angrily and amusedly, then stroked Fisher's back with one hand, while the other hand was in charge of turning the pages of the book, and continued to read with relish.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Hermione gently shook Fishy awake.

"Fish, it's time for you to go to class, the divination classroom is not close..."

She leaned down and whispered in the cat's ear.

Fish raised his head, licked Hermione's cheek twice, and then just lay on her lap with a big stretch.

"Meow?"

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Although Hermione hadn't turned into a cat now and couldn't understand cat language, she could guess what the cat was saying.

"I've given up Trelawney's divination class this year, and I'm going to take arithmetic divination."

Even though Fish was here, Mrs. Pince in the library probably wouldn't be angry, but Hermione tried to explain in a low voice.

"Meow~"

The cat licked Hermione's cheek again, then jumped off her and changed back to the cat-like form.

"Na Feixu left first, meow."

He bent down and hugged Hermione, then rubbed her face to face, and waved to Mrs. Pince, who was looking this way.

"Irma, Fish has gone to class, meow."

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Mrs. Pince responded with a smile and waved, watching the cat jump out of the library, then turned her head to take a deep look at Hermione, and went back to her own business.

Fish met Harry and the others on the way, and came to the top platform of the North Tower together. Everyone climbed the silver stepladder in an orderly manner and entered the divination classroom.

"Hello."

When everyone found their respective seats and sat down, Professor Trelawney appeared behind everyone with her ethereal and ethereal voice.

"Hello meow, Sybil."

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Fishy greeted Professor Trelawney casually, making the mysterious atmosphere she created suddenly less mysterious.

Professor Trelawney twitched the corners of his mouth, ignoring the cat that broke the stage, and continued to follow her private rehearsal plan, standing behind Harry Potter, and said to him in a sad voice: "You have something on your mind, My dear, my third eye penetrates your brave face and sees your restless soul."

Harry, who was targeted by Professor Trelawney, was a little complicated...

After the third grade and the whole school year, Professor Trelawney, in Harry's mind, was a big liar who only used death prophecies to scare people, not much different from Lockhart.

But the strange state of the other party's sudden appearance during the final exam, and the vague prophecy that Voldemort would return, made Harry suspicious... After all, it was the "true prophecy" that even Dumbledore recognized.

Coupled with the fact that his scars started to hurt again during the summer vacation, although Sirius wrote back that it was not a big deal, Harry always felt that he was just comforting himself.

So when Professor Trelawney said this, Harry, who was already full of thoughts, naturally became uneasy.

Trelawianic didn't know what Harry was thinking. When she saw Harry's nervous look, she thought that her pretending to be a ghost had succeeded again. She secretly rejoiced in her heart, and the eyes behind the huge glasses swept quickly. The entire classroom...

The two girls, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, were convinced of their own words, and most of the others also had snacks, even Ron seemed a little restless, because Harry had told him about the scarring...

Well, Xiao Feixu can't be counted in it, that's the son of destiny that he has appointed.

Trelawney retracted her gaze with satisfaction, and continued in an ethereal and erratic voice: "I regret to tell you that your worries are not unfounded. I see that the days ahead for you are full of hardships...very hard... I'm afraid that what you fear is really coming...perhaps sooner than you think..."

She said something specious, her voice gradually lowered, and finally became a whisper.

At the end of the performance, Professor Trelawney floated through the small round tables where the students were sitting, and sat down in a large armchair with winged backs in front of the fire, facing the class.

"My dear, it's time for us to study the stars," said Professor Trelawney. "The motions of the planets and the mysterious signs they show can only be understood by those who know the rules of the dance of the sky. Human destiny can be determined by Radiating light from planets to decipher, these lights mingle with each other..."

"Fish knows meow, this is called astrology, Firenze and the others seem to be very good at this meow!"

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The cat suddenly interrupted Trelawney and said loudly.

"Oh... yes, centaurs have always been fond and good at using astrology for divination."

Professor Trelawney smiled and nodded. She was not affected by Fish's words. She adjusted her sitting position. The large number of rosary beads, necklaces, and bracelets hanging on her body collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

"Five points for Gryffindor," she continued, following Fish's words, "so astrology is a very old and complex form of divination..."

She babbled about the relationship between the stars and fortune-telling, and, as always, kept looking for students who seemed to be unlucky, making up excuses for them to make all kinds of predictions with bad endings.

Fish wanted to listen carefully at first, but Trelawney's divination was so boring, and the scented fire made him drowsy, so after a while, the cat resisted. Unable to feel the drowsiness that hit him, he leaned on the table and fell asleep peacefully.

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Equally drowsy was Harry, who was equally disinterested in Trelawney's class, and continued to take Divination, simply because it was confusing and it would be too much trouble to change it.

However, just as he was about to fall asleep with the cats ~www.readwn.com~, he was gently stabbed in the ribs.

"Harry!"

Ron called in a low voice, causing him to wake up suddenly.

"what's wrong?"

Harry looked around and saw that everyone was staring at him.

As Professor Trelawney's excellent "prop", Harry was naturally not left behind this time. Professor Trelawney just used him as an example.

"My dear, I was saying that when you were born, you were obviously under the ominous influence of Saturn," said Professor Trelawney, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone, since Harry was clearly not paying attention to her lectures.

As for Fish, who was sleeping soundly on the other side...

Sorry, she didn't see well.

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