Hogwarts in Sharingan

However, the ancient runes class would not be available until tomorrow, so after finishing the Muggle Studies class with a confused look on his face, Ethan said goodbye to Hermione.

Then 2 minutes later, I saw Hermione again in the Transfiguration classroom, but this time the little witch looked exhausted.

"You are not a ghost, and you cannot attend so many classes. I am afraid that if you continue to be so tired, you will become a real ghost one day.

In fact, you don’t need to take all of them, arithmetic divination is somewhat useful, but divination is completely dependent on talent, and no amount of reading can make up for it.

And the Muggle studies just now were a disaster, so I might as well give you a lesson. "

After all, the divination knowledge Helga left behind was only two words - talent.

Talented people can predict without studying, but people without talent can't predict no matter how much they study.

Hermione also struggled: "Of course I know I can't make predictions, but so many dangerous things have happened in the past two years. I just want to learn more knowledge, so that I don't have to watch you fall into danger. It will only drag you down."

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent. Ethan indeed ignored the little witch's inner feelings. Hermione, who had always been proud, was not the type to watch others charge into battle.

"Okay, if you insist, I won't stop you, but if you feel tired one day, I will go directly to Professor McGonagall to cancel some of your courses."

Hermione blushed and nodded.

Harry and Ron also hurried over at this time.

"Ethan, you don't know," Ron gasped and sat next to Ethan, "Harry was given a prophecy!"

"It seems that this year it is Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall appeared next to them at some point and said loudly: "I don't mean to belittle anyone, well, I just sincerely feel that the Divination class is not rigorous."

She looked at Harry and continued: "If Professor Trelawney predicts your death this year, there is no need to worry, because she does it every year, and the success rate is - zero."

Ethan raised an eyebrow at Hermione, implying that her Divination class was really unreliable.

But Harry still couldn't relax.

By noon, Harry was quietly tinkering with his stew in the Great Hall.

"I know the British are very fond of eating some kind of puree, but I've never heard of stew puree."

Harry, who was distracted, was startled by Ethan's sudden words and almost flew his spoon away.

Hermione and Ron also looked at him with concern.

Ethan continued to smile and said: "If you are unhappy, just say it and make us happy."

Hermione hit Ethan angrily before Harry spoke.

"I actually saw a big black dog during the summer vacation, the night I left the Dursleys' house."

Tsk, Sirius Black was so impatient that he even ran to Harry at this time.

Ron dropped the spoon in surprise.

Hermione quickly comforted: "Maybe it's a coincidence? You can't have a big black dog appear on the street, everyone who sees it will die.

You also heard Professor McGonagall say that Divination is so unreliable that I even plan not to take it. "

Ethan pretended to be mysterious at this time and said: "Actually, Dumbledore said that people who come into contact with something will 100% die!"

The three little ones were all frightened by Ethan's serious expression and looked at him stupidly.

The twins and Gryffindors who admired Ethan also quietly pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

"That's water! Anyone who drinks water in this world will die sooner or later!"

"cut."

Everyone around him rolled his eyes and continued eating his lunch.

Ethan shrugged, not caring about the disillusioned eyes of the people around him.

This is a fact. Anyone who has drank water can guarantee that he will not die in the future.

Under Ethan's gag, Harry and the others no longer cared about the unreliable prophecy, but prepared to go to Hagrid's first class.

This is also their first Care of Magical Creatures lesson at Hogwarts.

Hagrid was waiting for everyone in front of his hut. Not many people came at this time. After all, Ethan and the others came too early.

"Hagrid, what kind of fire dragon did you prepare? It won't eat us all, right?" Ethan had to give him a warning first.

"Of course not. If you want to eat it, Ethan, you have to eat it first." Hagrid said helplessly, thinking of the few chickens he had left.

Hermione was hospitalized for three days last semester, and there were six less chickens here. As soon as school started this year, the elf came over and said he wanted to learn how Ethan made chicken soup. As a result, there was only one egg-laying hen left in the chicken pen.

As they talked, the students in this class also came over.

"Come over here, let me count." Hagrid clasped his hands and counted: "1,2,3,1,2,3, [-], [-], [-], [-], [-]... Okay, just treat it as if you are all here, everyone follow me Let’s go!”

"Everyone come here." Hagrid led everyone to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, "I'll show you my big baby!"

It was an enclosure that enclosed part of the Forbidden Forest and the meadow outside, so they could see nothing.

"First, you open the textbook."

"The question is," Malfoy held up his tightly bound copy of The Monster Book, "how do we open this thing?"

He and the two ponyboys looked at Hagrid with sneers.

Hagrid looked around and found that everyone had their textbooks tied tightly, except Ethan.

Ethan picked up the book and traced its spine with his fingers. The textbook trembled and entered the sage time.

"Look, everyone," Hagrid excitedly raised a mink and pointed it at Ethan and said, "Ethan did it, plus ten points for Ravenclaw!"

Malfoy curled his lips as he watched, and followed Ethan's example and spread out his textbook.

While everyone was finishing their textbooks, Hagrid walked into the Forbidden Forest. Five minutes later, Hagrid came over with a dozen hippogriffs.

Because it has the body, hind legs and tail of a horse, and the front legs, wings and head of an eagle, it is called a Hippogriff.

Ethan felt that the person with this name was really lazy and just put all the characteristics into it and used it as a name.

According to this logic, humans would be called upright monsters with long arms and legs.

The students were a little intimidated when they saw the half-foot-long talons on their front legs.

However, each hippogriff had a thick leather collar around its neck, tied by a long chain, and these chains were tightly held by Hagrid's big hands.

After Hagrid introduced the hippogriff, he asked them to come forward and bow in salute.

Most were successful in gaining their friendship, but when it was Ethan's turn, he absentmindedly bowed to a reddish-brown hippogriff.

Because Malfoy was on the other side with Buckbeak slapping his mouth.

It's now!

"The wind whirls suddenly!"

When Ethan saw the irritated Buckbeak lift his front foot, he immediately cast a spell to fly away Malfoy and help him avoid the sharp eagle claws.

Of course, as for the spell that blew Malfoy away and hung him on the tree, it was none of Ethan's business.

After all, the result was good. You see, Malfoy wasn't injured.

"Ethan! Put me down quickly! Oooh, I'm afraid of heights!!!"