Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 440 The Cat Who Seriously Studying

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

Miss Know-It-All will not let those senior girls be prettier than others.

Of course, Hermione also knew that she couldn't do better than Sharpey and the others in the knowledge of senior grades, and it was too late for her to master enough knowledge in more than a month, so she decided to find another way...

So Hermione came to the library with Fish in her arms, picked out "Strange Magic Puzzles and Their Solutions" and started to read.

Although Dumbledore said that what is needed is the knowledge of the upper grades, maybe she can find other solutions, and in case Fish is selected as a champion, the knowledge in this book may also be used.

The cat lying on Hermione's lap rested its front paws on the edge of the table, poked its head out to look at the book she had opened...

(=ΦωΦ=)

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

Maomao retracted its head silently, then stepped on Hermione's thigh with its four paws a few times, adjusted its posture, lay back on its stomach again, and resumed snoring and feigning sleep.

(=ω=)
Hermione scratched Fish's chin angrily and amusedly, then stroked Fish's back with one hand, and turned the pages of the book with the other hand, and continued to read with relish.

It wasn't until half an hour later that Hermione gently woke Fish up.

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

She leaned down and whispered in Mao Mao's ear.

Fish raised his head, licked Hermione's cheeks twice, and then lay on her lap like this, stretching a lot.

"Meow?"

(=ω=)
Although Hermione has not turned into a cat now and cannot understand cat language, she can guess what the cat is saying.

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

Although with Fish here, Mrs. Pince in the library would probably not be angry, but Hermione explained in a low voice as much as possible.

"Meow~"

Maomao licked Hermione's cheek again, then jumped off her body, turning back into Maomaohuman form.

"That Fish left first meow."

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

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

(ΦωΦ)

Mrs. Pince responded with a smile and waved her hands. She watched the cat bouncing away from the library. Then she turned her head and took a deep look at Hermione before continuing to work on her own affairs.

Fish joined Harry and the others on the way, and they came to the top platform of the north tower together. Everyone climbed up the silver stepladder in an orderly manner and entered the divination classroom.

"Hello."

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

"Hi Meow, Sybil."

(ΦωΦ)

Fish greeted Professor Trelawney carelessly, making the mysterious atmosphere she created suddenly less mysterious.

Professor Trelawney twitched the corners of her mouth, ignored the cat who disrupted the stage, and continued to stand behind Harry Potter as she planned in private rehearsal, 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 being targeted by Professor Trelawney, felt a little complicated...

After getting along with each other for a whole school year in the third grade, in Harry's mind, Professor Trelawney was a big liar who only used death prophecies to frighten people, not much different from Lockhart.

But the strange state that suddenly appeared during the final exam of the other party, and the vague prophecy that Voldemort would return made Harry doubtful... After all, it was a "true prophecy" that even Dumbledore recognized.

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

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

Trelawney didn't know what Harry was thinking. When she saw Harry's nervous expression, she thought she had succeeded in pretending to be a ghost again. She was secretly happy, and her eyes behind the huge glasses quickly swept across The whole classroom...

The two girls, Lavender Brown and Parvati Patil, believed in their own words, and most of the other people also took some snacks. Even Ron seemed a little restless, because Harry had told him about the pain of the scar...

Well, little Fish can't be counted in it, he is the child of destiny appointed by him.

Trelawney withdrew her gaze in satisfaction, and continued to speak in an ethereal and erratic voice: "I regret to tell you that your worries are not groundless. I see that the days ahead of you are full of hardships...very difficult... I'm afraid that what you fear is coming...maybe sooner than you think..."

She spoke speciously, her voice gradually lowered, and finally became a whisper.

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

"My dear, it is time for us to study the stars," said Professor Trelawney. "The movements 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. The destiny of mankind can be determined by to decipher the radiant light of the planet, which intermingles with each other..."

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

(ΦωΦ)
Mao Mao suddenly interrupted Trelawney's chanting, and said loudly.

"Oh... yes, the horse people have always liked and are good at using astrology for divination."

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

"Five points for Gryffindor," she continued following Fisher's words, "so astrology is a very ancient and complicated way of divination..."

She kept talking about the relationship between the stars and fortune-telling, and as usual, she kept looking for students who seemed to be very unlucky, and made up a reason for them to make all kinds of bad ending predictions.

Fish wanted to listen carefully at the beginning, but Trelawney's divination was really boring, and the scented fire made him feel drowsy, so Maomao persisted for a while, and then resisted Unable to bear the torrent of drowsiness, he tilted his body, lay down on the table and fell asleep peacefully.

(￣ω￣)

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

However, just when he was about to fall asleep with Mao Mao, someone lightly poked his ribs.

"Harry!"

Ron called out in a low voice, jolting him awake.

"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.

"Honey, I was just saying that you were obviously born under the ominous influence of Saturn." Professor Trelawney said, with a hint of disapproval in his tone, because Harry was obviously not paying attention to her lecture.

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

Sorry, she didn't see it because of bad eyesight.

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　The past two days have been so cold, and the heater is broken again... Even the Zhongyuan has been changed to get under my quilt, and when the heater is on, it always lies on my lap.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)