Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Professor Trelawney asked everyone to drink tea, and then interpreted the tea leaves in everyone's teacups.

Although Ivan had already done it once last year when he was an auditor, but this year, Professor Trelawney unceremoniously predicted that Ivan would suffer disaster or even die. This is her favorite way to welcome new students Way.

Aiwen had already prepared for it, but others didn't know it.

Everyone looked at him strangely, as if Aiwen might fall down at any time.

This time the omen is not unknown, nor is it an acromantula, but a horse-shaped water monster.

God knows how Professor Trelawney saw this magical animal from Ivan's teacup.

It is said that the horse-shaped water monster can change into various shapes, but it most often appears in the form of a horse or a sea snake, with broad-leaved cattail grass as a mane, luring the unwary to ride on its back, and then Dive headlong into the bottom of a river or lake, gobble up people, and let their internal organs float to the surface.

The correct way to defeat a horse-shaped water monster is to put a bridle on its head with a placement spell, then it will become docile and obedient, and will no longer pose a threat to you, but don't let it go easily, it will hold a grudge and Curse you.

The world's largest horse-shaped monster was found in Loch Ness in Scotland.

To put it simply, because this kind of underwater creature monster is man-eating and particularly dangerous, the significance of its appearance in Aiwen's teacup is self-evident. Aiwen is likely to drown in the water. Or be eaten directly by monsters in the water.

Ai Wen didn't take this kind of nonsense prophecy to heart at all. He couldn't see where he could meet the horse-shaped water monster.

There is definitely no such thing in the water of Lake Hogwarts, and Ivan does not plan to go into Loch Ness.

After the baptism of the past year, he no longer cares about the contents of Professor Trelawney's usual predictions.

Because the divination classroom was very warm, Aiwen suddenly discovered that it seemed to be a good place to sleep.

Chapter 529 Scared Snape

On Wednesday, Ai Wen and other little wizards in the third grade learned simple runes in the first class of ancient runes.

This is an extinct script that was once circulated on the Nordic Earth. It is an entry-level ancient rune, expressed in black and white runes.

In the past, it once arose with the prosperity of black magic in the European Middle Ages.

It is said that the dark wizard will leave the specially arranged rune slip at the door of the victim's house, waiting for them to pick it up.

Or mailed directly to the victim, the note is practically already a curse.

After receiving the note, the victim will behave abnormally.

He will always feel that there is something following him behind him, like a dog.

But when I looked back, I couldn't see anything.

Around him, weird and weird things will start to happen.

They entangle the victim until a week before death, when all abnormal manifestations disappear and everything returns to normal.

But by then, he could already clearly hear the footsteps of God of Death...

There are many other kinds of curses cast using runes, which were once very popular.

There are not many applications of this ancient rune in alchemy, but because it is relatively simple, it is more suitable for beginners to learn.

Aiwen has seen relevant records in the "Book of Pictograms" given to him by Nick Flamel, and the systematic study in class is also very interesting and has given him a lot of inspiration.

No matter where he goes now, Aiwen always carries parchment densely filled with ancient runes.

He was going to master the simple runes as quickly as possible, and use this as a basis to learn more profound ancient runes.

After that, the next few days were uneventful, and there were no incidents in the school.

Kelexis pretended to be Moody more and more, and no one in the school doubted him, but admired him more and more.

Throughout the castle, voices discussing Moody's past experiences and the Three Unforgivable Curses could be heard everywhere.

Moody is very popular with little wizards. Although he looks scary, everyone thinks that he knows what it is like to work outside and how to deal with dark wizards. This is very fresh for little wizards in school. a feeling of.

In fact, this is also the case. In terms of black magic and dark wizards, Keresis is not much worse than Moody.

As an evil vampire, his very existence is taboo.

The perennial life experience is also in the gray area on the edge of the magic world, and frequent contact with various conspiracies, vicious dark wizards, and dark creatures.

Telling these things to the little wizards now is completely random.

Compared with the more and more handy Moody, Snape's temper became more irritable.

His vindictiveness seemed to reach new heights during the summer, and every student who dared to make a mistake in his class was punished with the harshest.

Neville, for example, had burned his cauldron again in Potions class, and this was already the sixth cauldron he had burned.

After a harsh belittling meal, Snape unceremoniously punished him with detention.

On Friday night Neville had to go and disembowel a vat of horned toads.

When he came back after nine o'clock in the evening, his nerves almost collapsed.

Everyone sat around the warm fire, surprised to see Neville staggering into the common room, his face stained with tears.

"Neville, what's going on?" Harry asked.

"For more than five hours, he kept me cleaning the toads in the basement and digging out their guts." Neville said weakly in a low voice, "Those things are disgusting, I already vomited up my dinner It's clean."

"The blood of these long-horned toads is weakly corrosive, so clean them up quickly!" Aiwen said, looking at the internal organs of the toads under Neville's nails, "I know an effective descaling spell, you can try it."

"Snape is too much, you know why he has such a bad temper, don't you?" Ron said to everyone, staring at Neville's miserable appearance for a while.

"It goes without saying, it must be because of Moody!"

Moody had looked like this since he took Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe to Snape's office.

Go into an irritable state and take all your anger out on the little wizard who hits the muzzle.

It was well known that Snape was particularly interested in teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts, a job he had failed to get several times in a row.

Snape was dissatisfied with the previous Defense Against the Dark Arts teachers, and it was written on his face.

The situation culminates with Sirius, where they fight directly in front of the students.

With Mad-Eye Moody, though, he seems to be extra careful not to let that displeasure show.

All little wizards have more or less noticed that whenever Snape and Moody are together, at dinner or passing each other in the corridor, he tries to avoid Moody's eyes, no matter which one The magic eye, or the normal eye.

It seemed that Snape was a little afraid of Moody.

"I don't understand why Snape was afraid of Moody?" said Harry.

"Never mind if Moody turned Snape into a horned toad!" said Ron, looking up, his eyes dreamy and dreamy, "and directing him to hop around the dungeon." , this picture must be great..."

Since knowing that Moody turned Malfoy into a ferret, Ron has really put a lot of effort into transfiguration recently.

He also wanted to learn this spell, but he hadn't made much progress. Turning a person into a certain animal required a very advanced knowledge of transfiguration, which could only be learned in courses after passing the ordinary wizard level exam.

"Snape is not that weak, and cannot be transformed as easily as Malfoy."

"It's hard to say, come to think of it, Moody is very powerful, he must be much stronger than Snape. As soon as he said Avada Kedavra, the spider died, and it died instantly like that. I never I thought there would be such black magic..."

The fourth grade had their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class this semester this afternoon, and they were all shocked.

Ron was still talking about it cheerfully, but Harry had a bad feeling about the Killing Curse.

He didn't dare to think that his parents were killed by this curse, and he couldn't talk about this black magic in a relaxed tone like Ron or others. He couldn't do it. In the eyes of others, it might It was a good burlesque, and Harry didn't think it was very funny.

It took a few seconds for Ron to notice Harry's abnormality, and he hurriedly changed the subject, "Stop discussing these things, Harry, we'd better start doing the prophecy assignment assigned by Professor Trelawney tonight, those complicated tables , it will take several hours!"

Chapter 530 Divination Lesson Repertoire

Neville went back to bed after cleaning the toad's internal organs under his fingernails. He was exhausted tonight.

Aiwen continued to study ancient runes on the sofa in front of the fire, and Colin was doing transfiguration homework beside him.

Harry and Ron found a table in the corner with their copy of "Picking Through the Fog to See the Future" and began to predict their fate for the next month, filling in numbers in the complicated table of planetary trajectories.

It was very late, and there were fewer and fewer people in the lounge, and the little wizards went back to sleep one after another.

An hour later, Colin also went back. Ivan put away the parchment full of runes, and took out the Marauder's Map to look at it for a while.

There are dense names of people on it, and most of the young wizards are concentrated in the common room and their respective bedrooms.

Ivan saw Fred and George in the owl room, while Hermione was alone in the library.

Then, he moved his gaze elsewhere.

Ivan has been looking for it for a whole week, but he didn't find Barty Crouch Jr.'s name.

This is really weird, and I don't know who Barty Crouch Jr. pretended to be in Hogwarts.

In other words, he hadn't sneaked into Hogwarts yet, after all, the Tournament hadn't started yet.

Or, like Keresis, he had also bewitched his name so that it would not be marked on the Marauder's Map.

Aiwen can't be sure, but anything can happen.

He thought for a while before putting away the Marauder's Map.

It seems that there is little hope of finding Barty Crouch Jr. through the Marauder's Map, so we have to find another way.

Ai Wen rubbed his eyes and stood up, stretching his waist. He was going to wait for Hermione for a while, she hadn't come back from the library yet.

Harry and Ron were still huddling together at the small table, muttering something in low voices, discussing the divination homework.

In fact, the two of them made no progress, and the table was littered with many pieces of parchment filled with numbers and symbols.

Harry felt his head was still foggy, as if it were being filled with smoke from Professor Trelawney's fire.

"What the hell does this thing mean, I have no clue." He looked down at the long row of calculation formulas.

"I can't read it at all!" said Ron, the hair on his head standing on end because he had been scratching his head in distress, and he pointed to a planet and said, "Evan, you know what Saturn and Mercury moving to this position means What are you wearing?"

"I don't know!" Ivan leaned over and glanced at the complicated star map, feeling confused for a while.

"It's really not easy, isn't it? We finally found something that even Ivan didn't know!" Ron said, turning to look at Harry, "Harry, in this case, we still adopt the reservation of divination class Let's do the show."

"You mean, making it up out of thin air?" Harry raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Ron said, sweeping the messy pile of draft paper on the table to the floor.

He filled the pen with ink and buried himself in writing.

"Next Monday, I'll probably have a cough because of an unfortunate Mars-Jupiter conjunction!" He looked up at Harry, scribbling, "You know her, let's try to make up bad things, she loves to see that. "

"Exactly!" said Harry, crumpling up the results of his racking of brains and throwing them into the fire. "Well, on Monday, I'm in danger of, um, being burned."

"This sounds good. I haven't written my divination class homework, we can do it together!" Ivan said, quickly took out his divination textbook and parchment, and sat next to Harry and Ron.

He also needs to predict his fortune for the next month, and Ivan doesn't want to spend his weekends drinking tea and playing with tea leaves.

Without the talent of prophecy, one is destined not to make much progress in the subject of divination.

Instead of wasting time making useless predictions, it's better to solve these assignments quickly like Harry and Ron.

Anyway, Ivan had already made up his mind to make it up, and he didn't expect Professor Trelawney to give him a high score.

Seeing Ivan do this seems to have given Harry and Ron a lot of encouragement, and the two became excited.

"I may also be in danger of being burned next Monday..." wrote the Aven parchment, "because I saw flames in the teacup."

"Yeah, we're all at risk!" said Ron, nodding. "We're going to see snails again on Monday, aren't we?! Well, on Tuesday, I'll..."

"You will lose your money." Harry flipped through "Seeing the Future Through the Fog" looking for ideas.

"Great idea!" said Ron, writing this down quickly, "because, uh... because of Mercury. And you, Alvin, you're going to be cursed with death because you're seeing Terry again on Tuesday Professor Laurie! As for Harry, how did you get stabbed in the back by someone you thought was a friend?"

"That's cool!" Harry scribbled, "It's because Venus is in the 20th house of the zodiac."

"And then, on Wednesday, we lost a fight with someone."

"Yes, I can have a hard fight with Malfoy, but I don't want to lose to him again, so let's write a bet and lose money."

"Because of betting that it will rain on Tuesday and being sick and lying in bed all day."

They made up prophecies, and the color of tragedy became stronger and stronger.

Another hour passed like this, and it was close to eleven o'clock, and there were only three of them left in the common room.

Crookshanks sauntered over, hopped nimbly onto an empty chair, and shook slightly.

It looked at Ivan, Harry, and Ron with inscrutable eyes, which looked a lot like Hermione.

That's what Hermione would look like if she knew they were doing their homework opportunistically.

It was an amusing sight, the three of them sitting there brooding over the unlucky event Zhang hadn't used yet.