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Then, as if to save face, or to frighten more people, Professor Trelawney predicted Harry's misfortune, and said with certainty that the big black dog was a sign of death, which was frightening. A large number of students.

Hermione, who had always been a good student, once again stood up and directly contradicted her, which made Professor Trelawney dislike her even more.

After class, Harry and Ron were in a bad mood without saying a word, while Hermione kept comforting everyone. It was obvious that this kind-hearted girl was fighting for her friends.

"Harry, do you know what qualities a strong man needs to possess?" Orlando suddenly asked on the way to the Transfiguration class.

"What?" Harry, who was still immersed in Professor Trelawney's prophecy, didn't come back to his senses for a moment.

"A strong man needs an indomitable spirit, and the will to break everything even when faced with the suffocation of fate." Orlando patted his shoulder, "You don't want to be a weak person, do you?"

"I... don't want to," Harry was a little unsure, "What should I do?"

"What should I do? Of course it's salad," Orlando laughed and said, "Don't stop moving forward, make yourself stronger. Believe me, when you become stronger, you will have nothing to fear."

Orlando's words diluted everyone's worries and made them feel confident again.

After delaying for a while, a few people found the Transfiguration classroom and happened to be in class. Today, Professor McGonagall taught everyone about Animagus, a magic that allows people to switch from human form to animal form at will. Orlando was very interested.

In order to demonstrate this magic, Professor McGonagall transformed herself into a tabby cat in front of the students. Orlando noticed that the cat had traces of glasses around its eyes.

Orlando was thoughtful. He didn't observe things with just his eyes like most people. His powerful soul power allowed him to detect any subtle changes and fluctuations in magic power.

"It's interesting. Is it using the power of magic to change the physical form and give yourself the ability of an animal?"

"What are you talking about?" Hermione, who was paying attention to the class, asked quietly.

"It's nothing, I just think this Animagus is a bit interesting, and I don't know what mine will look like?"

"Me too, I really hope I can be like Professor McGonagall." Ron echoed in a low voice.

While they were chatting quietly, Professor McGonagall had completed her transformation and turned into a human again.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you today?" Professor McGonagall looked around at these students, winked and said humorously: "It doesn't matter, but my transformation didn't win applause from the whole class. This is the first time."

Warm applause soon broke out, and Orlando did not hesitate to slap his own hand.

When get out of class was over, Hermione saw that Harry was still a little absent-minded and low-energy, so she went to Professor McGonagall to ask, but before she could finish speaking, Professor McGonagall interrupted.

"There is no need to say any more, Miss Granger. Tell me, who of you will die this year?"

"First Orlando, then Harry."

Professor McGonagall frowned and looked at Orlando, then nodded when he saw the calm look on his face.Then she looked at Harry, who was looking at her uneasily, as if waiting for the final verdict.

"Understood, I think Mr. Orlando can face it calmly." Professor McGonagall said, staring at Harry with her small round eyes, "Well, Potter, you should know that Sybill Trelawney Since I came to this school, one student has been predicted to die every year, and this year it has gone so far that there have been two."

Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and seemed to be angry. She continued: "But what I want to tell you is that so far, none of the students who predicted death have died. Predicting signs of death is her favorite way to welcome new students. way, if I hadn’t never said anything bad about my colleagues,”

Professor McGonagall paused, as if she was struggling in her heart. She continued: "Divination is one of the most inaccurate subjects in magic. To be honest with you, I have the least patience for divination. Who can truly foresee?" There are very few people in the future, and Professor Trelawney..." At this point, Professor McGonagall suddenly stopped talking and did not continue, "In a word, you don't need to worry about the prophecy."

Professor McGonagall's words finally dispelled Harry's doubts. Although he did not think that he was a weak person, it was difficult for him to feel relieved because he had never experienced life and death disasters. With Professor McGonagall's endorsement, Harry finally felt relieved.

Afterwards, several people left the classroom and rushed to the auditorium for lunch. In the afternoon, Hagrid's first Care of Magical Creatures class was held. To be honest, Orlando didn't really expect much from this course.

If it was based on his past personality, he might have found an excuse to skip class, but since he was taught a lesson by the teacher that day, he felt that it was necessary to reset his mentality. It would be better to be a student honestly. After all, this is not the same person in his previous life. A world without magic.

Fortunately, it had rained for several days and finally cleared up. When they left the castle in the afternoon, it was like spring outing. The air was fresh and comfortable, the sky was clear, the blue sky was light gray, neither hot nor cold, and the grass under their feet was soft and soft. Moisture.

At this time, Hagrid was standing in front of the hut waiting for his students. He was wearing a moleskin coat and his hunting dog Fang was at his feet. He seemed eager to start.

Harry and Ron immediately came over to greet Hagrid. Hagrid responded enthusiastically to everyone. Orlando smiled at him and said nothing.

When all the students had arrived, Hagrid waved his hand and led everyone along the fence to the open space on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. This was the battlefield that Dumbledore had set up to capture Halper last semester. Now the site has been abandoned. , leaving a large open space, which can be used for Hagrid's teaching.

At this time, Harry poked Orlando's arm and whispered, "I think Malfoy is up to something."

"Well, when did you learn to predict?"

"Look at them muttering and pointing at Hagrid, they must be plotting something." Harry said with certainty.

"They want to mess up Huang Hagrid's first class, this must be the case," Ron said plausibly, "They are just like their father, they are a bunch of bad pustules."

Hermione frowned, disapproving of Ron's habit of speaking ill of people behind their backs.

"Let's take a look at the situation first. Hagrid should be able to solve it." Orlando was prepared to adapt to changes. He was not a savior and had to intervene in everything.

"Everyone, come to this fence." Hagrid stepped on the fence under his feet. This was a temporary fence he built just right for the students to stand on. "That's right. Stand until I can see you." Place, now, the first thing you have to do is open the book..."

Sure enough, the troublemaker came, Malfoy drawled his sinister voice and shouted, "How do we open the book?"

He held up his own book, the "Monster Book of Monsters" tied with a rope, and continued to laugh loudly: "I have never seen such a stupid book in my life."

Malfoy's words aroused the ridicule of a group of Slytherins, which caught the originally confident Hagrid a little off guard. The established teaching plan was disrupted, making him panicked and not knowing what to do.

Orlando stopped Hermione and Harry who were about to step forward, and stood up on his own. He was holding the "Monster Book of Monsters" in his hand, but his book was not tied with a rope. "There are no stupid books in the world, only stupid books." "Human, Malfoy, don't be embarrassed here because of your ignorance."

"You bastard..." Malfoy, who was so angry that he cursed subconsciously, stopped on his lips and did not dare to spit it out. He had suffered a lot from Orlando more than once, so he had learned a lesson.

"What, haven't you suffered enough? Do you want me to refresh your memory?" Orlando glared, immediately extinguishing his arrogance.