Hogwarts Poisoned Egg

"Is she... really reliable?" Hermione asked in a low voice in Egg's ear with some hesitation. net

"Doesn't it look very unreliable?" Egg turned his head and grinned at the little girl.

"Hmm..." Hermione nodded obediently.

"Don't underestimate her, most people think she is a big liar..." Egg whispered in Hermione's ear, "But in fact, her divination is very effective, although it seems a bit not so...e...reliable..."

"Really?" Hermione looked surprised.

"Do you know why Voldemort had to kill Harry?" Egg asked in a low voice, and Hermione shook her head slightly.

"It's because she made a prophecy. Of course, this was not her original intention..." Egg whispered, "Her prophecies are very effective. In fact, like Neville, she is usually very unconfident about herself. Although Her divination is very effective, but the time span is sometimes very large, so many people don’t believe her, but in fact..."

"No matter how you say she has a crow's mouth, Professor Trelawney's prophecy is really terrifyingly accurate. For example, she said I would die in the fire of hell..." Egger grinned.

"Is this also called efficacious?" Hermione's eyes were still a little doubtful.

"My body did die in the fire. The body you see..." Egg said softly, "In fact, the body died and grew back at the same time. I didn't just grow a horn. ”

"The body is dead? Why didn't you tell me before?" Hermione immediately covered her mouth in horror, and hurriedly pulled Egg over to look up and down.

"There's nothing to say, but to be honest, it felt terrible. Everything was destroyed and reborn from the inside out. It felt like a phoenix rising from the ashes." Egger shrank his neck with lingering fear. "Damn it, it hurts like crazy..."

"Is it because of the prophecy she made?" Hermione's eyes suddenly turned evil when she looked at Trelawney.

"Calm down. The prophecy only tells you what will happen in the future. It will not happen because she said it, so don't get confused." Egg gently tugged Hermione and told her to calm down. "Besides, I also felt that she Usually the predictions are not accurate, but in fact, most of them have come true..."

"Then she said Neville's grandmother...?" Hermione was suddenly shocked.

"e... Her prophecy should be understood this way..." Iger whispered, "If she says someone may be bad, don't worry too much, it may just get sick or something..."

"If she didn't use divination, she wouldn't be able to understand anything by simply looking at faces and palms..." Iger grinned, "But if you use Tarot or something, the accuracy will be higher..."

Gently squeezing Hermione's little hand, Egg reassured the little girl, "If you want to learn with her, she may really not be able to teach you anything, because she can't even understand her own divination."

"It can only be said that the accuracy of divination is usually relatively high, but it will not always hit the mark. Do you understand?" Egger smiled.

Hermione nodded thoughtfully and said no more words.

Although it was a pity that she couldn't learn anything from books and the professor couldn't teach anything, compared to the professor's own inability, Hermione felt that she could still accept it.

For example, who wants to learn wandless casting from Egger...

Iger doesn't know how to teach him. For him, ordinary wandless spellcasting is just like wishful thinking. Many things really require talent. Snape's ability to recall the wand is very incredible in Iger's opinion. So far, Iger I have never seen anyone successfully cast a decent spell without a wand.

So you can’t say that if someone can’t teach you, then they are not good at it. Is Egg’s magic level low?

It's not low. Dumbledore couldn't even anal him even with his wand. He was basically at a level where he could be killed instantly. Plus Fox might be able to escape...

But no matter what method Aige uses to teach him, it is difficult for others to learn his wandless spellcasting.

Egg thinks this may be related to racial talent...

Fairies can use their fingernails to cast spells, but can humans use them? Are you kidding...

"Can she always predict other people's misfortunes?" Hermione looked at Trelawney with some worry.

"e...Every year, it is predicted that a student will die, but no one has died so far..." Egg grinned, "How about we make a bet?"

"What are you betting on?" Hermione became interested immediately after hearing this.

"I bet she will predict something bad about Harry..." Egg chuckled softly, "If I guess it right, you will give it to me tonight..."

(Sorry, I didn’t hear the last few words clearly...)

Hermione's face turned blood red, she nodded slightly, and then smiled narrowly, "What if I miss?"

"How about I give it to you...?"

(Sorry, I didn’t hear clearly...)

Hermione's face turned redder, but she still nodded slightly, with a little excitement in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was excited about...

Not two minutes...

"You have 'unknown'."

Sure enough, Trelawney looked at Harry's teacup and shouted.

Harry "???"

"Unknown, dear, unknown!" cried Trelawney. "That big, ghastly black dog that haunts the cemetery! My dear child, he is a most ominous omen of death!"

Harry's heart suddenly tightened, and he felt slightly at a loss.

"It doesn't matter..." Egger's lazily voice sounded, and he glanced at Hermione, whose face was blood red, with a smile. Egger laughed, "If the unknown thing you are talking about is a big black dog, then Harry can see it every day. To..."

As soon as he thought of Egg's voice, Harry felt calm.

At Hogwarts, everyone knew one thing, Egg's words held great weight.

Anyone who is said to be beaten will definitely be beaten, and anyone who is said to be destroyed will definitely be destroyed...

Therefore, compared to Laoshizi's divination, everyone is more willing to believe in Ige's threat. After all, Ige's words will come true faster than the prediction. 35xs

"Let me see Harry's teacup..." Iger smiled and reached out to take Harry's teacup from Professor Trelawney's hand.

"e, let me explain it to you..." Egg muttered, flipping through the book, "Black dog...sun...cross...e..."

"Ah... it probably means experiencing 'huge joy' with that black dog, and then you may become extremely happy and sad." Iger laughed. "I guess that big dog may go to some Quidditch training with you. You It is very likely that you will encounter something happy, but then you may be extremely happy and sad. I have to be careful when playing Quidditch recently, so as not to break my leg..."

Harry felt completely relaxed immediately...

Riding a broom, right? A broken leg is not a big deal, but a broken neck can be corrected in an instant as long as it doesn't burp immediately.

Trelawney's thick spectacle lenses made her eyes particularly big. She couldn't help but blink her eyes and looked at Egg eagerly, "Is it... like this?"

Egg looked at Trelawney and laughed. The old professor's helpless look was a bit cute. "Judging from the order of the teacup rotation, the black dog is at the front. It can't be said that he can still be extremely happy and sad after death." …”

"Oh..." Trelawney looked a little disappointed. Seeing that the students around her were no longer interested, the old professor turned around again to look for unknown information about others.

Unfortunately, after the class, no one drank tea leaves shaped like black dogs anymore. Most of them were trivial and insignificant things.

"I don't know why, but after Iger explained it like that, I suddenly felt that the divination class was just like that..." Harry muttered happily.

"I still feel a little uneasy..." Hermione frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, Harry will definitely survive until death, and my prediction is also accurate." Iger said with a smile, and Harry and Ron on the side burst into laughter.

After leaving the Divination class, a group of people rushed to the Transfiguration class. A few people chose seats in the back row of the classroom and listened quietly to Professor McGonagall's class.

It has to be said that compared to the mysterious Professor Trelawney, Professor McGonagall, whose lectures are clear and organized, is undoubtedly more popular with Hermione, not to mention that this class is about the knowledge of Animagus.

Seeing Professor McGonagall transforming into a tabby cat in front of the whole class, with traces of glasses still around her eyes, Egg grinned and clapped his hands, and warm applause rang out, which made Professor McGonagall's usually serious face There is also a hint of smile.

The older cat girl took great advantage of the adoring looks and applause from the students.

Despite Professor McGonagall’s usually serious face, older catgirls also have vanity...

"Professor McGonagall?" Hermione still raised her hand high.

"What's the matter, Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Hermione.

"That's right..." Hermione ignored Egg, who rolled his eyes wildly, and looked at Professor McGonagall and asked, "I just had a divination class..."

Professor McGonagall's face instantly became a little strange, "I understand..."

"Whose death did Sybil predict?" Professor McGonagall looked helpless.

"Um..." Hermione was slightly embarrassed, "She said Harry would be in trouble..."

Professor McGonagall gave Harry a sharp look, "Then you should know, Potter... Sybill Trelawney predicts that one student will die every year. So far, none of them have died. She likes to use It’s a harbinger of death to welcome a new class. If I hadn’t never spoken ill of my colleagues…”

Professor McGonagall stopped suddenly, and Egg noticed that Professor McGonagall's nostrils were slightly white, which usually means she is angry.

"Divination is the least rigorous branch of magic. To tell you the truth, I don't have much patience with it. There are very few true prophets, and Professor Trelawney..."

Professor McGonagall stopped suddenly and continued in a matter-of-fact tone, "In my opinion, you are in very good health, so please forgive me if I do not exempt you from your homework today, Mr. Potter. I would like to express my gratitude to you." You promise, if you really die, you won’t have to hand in your homework."

"But Professor, Egg said Professor Trelawney's prediction was actually very accurate..." Hermione looked a little panicked.

"Is...is that so?" Professor McGonagall froze when he heard this and turned to look at Egg.

"Well..." Egg grinned, "At least I can be sure that they will die sooner or later."

"Okay, Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall almost laughed out loud when she heard this. She turned to look at Harry, "It looks like you will continue to hand in your homework, as long as you don't die."

...

"Why don't you explain it to Professor McGonagall?"

During lunch, Hermione shook her head in annoyance.

"Believe me, people will die sooner or later." Egger said with assurance.

"But you said her predictions were accurate." Hermione still couldn't help but feel worried.

"Yes, I also said that her prophecy spans a long time..." Iger suddenly laughed after hearing this, "And I also said that the order of rotation of the teacups is an issue."

"Really?" Hermione frowned slightly.

"Of course, you see he didn't react at all..." Egg spread his hands, "And I don't think anyone can make Harry die suddenly when Dumbledore, Sirius and Severus and I are all at school, unless The Muggle Prime Minister dropped an atomic bomb on our heads."

After saying that, Egg pondered for two seconds, and then nodded slightly, "Even if there is an atomic bomb, I can get rid of that thing before it explodes..."

"Okay..." Hermione nodded, seemingly no longer confused.

The strength of her boyfriend makes the little girl feel extremely at ease.

For a strong woman like He Min, if she cannot obey the other party, she can only achieve absolute excellence to crush the other party's sense of superiority...

"Just keep your own mentality. Professor McGonagall is right. This is a very imprecise knowledge in itself." Egg muttered casually, "If you take a closer look at your fortune in the past few days, it's pretty much the same. If you look far away, it's pretty much the same." It’s not very accurate, and predictions can be broken.”

"What do you mean?" Hermione was slightly confused.

"The general meaning is that if she predicts when I will go to Hawaii for vacation, as long as I never go to Hawaii, the prediction will be broken." Iger laughed.

"But what if it's for other reasons? For example, Elsa and I went?" Hermione looked at Egg and asked.

"Then I can force you to stay with me. For absolutely powerful power and uncertain character factors, prophecy is weak and powerless." Egg spread his hands. "Coincidentally, I have both."

"Hateful subject... I still find Arithmancy more interesting..." Hermione muttered.

"Did you get the time turner?" Egg glanced at Hermione and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

"How did you..."

"I know everything." Iger laughed, "So you don't have to worry about when I will see two of you and cause schizophrenia."

"Thank God..." Hermione muttered.

"Also... remember to come to my room at night. No matter how tired you are from class during the day, I will give you a massage..." Egg whispered in Hermione's ear.

Hermione blushed again.

It's not that the little girl will be shy with Egg, but Hermione is always worried that others will hear Egg whispering such naked words in public...

...

After lunch, a few people walked all the way to Hagrid's hut. Not far ahead, Malfoy was loudly showing off his experience riding Buckbeak to Crabbe and Goyle, and kept talking about his magic. He has such a high talent in the animal protection class. As for the things like Egg guarding the plundering formation for him before and serving fine beef with his humble hands from time to time, he selectively ignored it...

"Looking at his proud look, those who didn't know better thought he was the professor of protection." Ron hummed and muttered.

"I thought your relationship was pretty good now?" Egg looked at Ron in surprise.

"Hmm... not bad." Ron snorted, "But he is still a Slytherin after all..."

"You were saying that Slytherin was handsome before..." Egg laughed.

"That's what Harry said..." Ron was a little dissatisfied. "I just hate Malfoy's smug look. You see that you are so good, but you never show off."

"Have you ever heard of a sentence?" Egger laughed.

"What?" Ron was a little confused.

"Invisible pretense is the most deadly..."

Egger finally brought this sentence to Hogwarts, still using Chinese...

It’s not that I don’t pretend, it’s just because I’m too strong...

So whatever I do, you can take it for granted!