HP meets at Hogwarts

"The soul that came through time and space..." An Fei turned around quickly.Professor Trelawney froze in her armchair, her eyes wandering and her jaw drooping.

"Professor?" Ann asked softly.

But Professor Trelawney didn't seem to hear, and his eyes began to roll.Ann probably guessed that Professor Trelawney was really starting to use her prophecy ability.

Professor Trelawney spoke in a hoarse voice, very unlike her own. "Arrived in the new world, caught in the inevitable entanglement... Betrayal and trust will be staged around her... The path she chooses will determine the direction of her future... Horrible things will happen soon... The re-rise of the Dark Lord.... Will...bring...death...and...despair..."

Professor Trelawney's head dropped to his chest.She snorted.Then, all of a sudden, her head popped up again.

"Sorry, dear child," she said dreamily, "it's too hot in the day, you know—I fell asleep for a while..."

An stood there, feeling her heart was beating very fast, her back was covered in cold sweat, and her forehead was also sweating non-stop. The room was still warm, but she felt as if she was standing in the cold winter, with a deep feeling. A cold sense of dread seized her.

"Is there something wrong, honey?"

An clenched her fists and took a few deep breaths, but the sultry atmosphere in the room and the atmosphere mixed with tea ink made people even more disturbed. A few words almost burst out of her teeth, "You, remember you and me just now Did you say something?"

Professor Trelawney shook her head unconsciously, "Oh, what did I just say? I just fell asleep for a while..."

Nodding, An's hands and feet were stiff, she turned around with a dull expression, and went down the stairs step by step.

"Ann, let's hurry..." Fanny stopped in the middle of speaking, and quickly took out a handkerchief from her schoolbag, "Is it so hot upstairs? Ann, you sweat a lot..."

Ann didn't take the handkerchief, but grabbed a bottle of water from her schoolbag with a sudden expression, and gulped down the entire glass bottle.

"Ann, did Professor Trelawney..." Harry said cautiously, "I told you too..."

also?The word flashed across Ann's head like a thunderbolt.

The glass bottle fell to the ground with a bang, breaking into large and small pieces. Ann grabbed Harry by the collar, and said in a low and terrifying tone, "What did she tell you?"

Both Fanny and Ron froze in place. Harry felt that it was difficult to breathe, but he had to speak, because there was a threatening light in Ann's eyes, and he even suspected that if he didn't say it, maybe Ann would Do something terrible.

"Professor Trelawney told me...the Dark Lord's servant...will find his master..." Harry said with difficulty.

Hearing the word servant, reason gradually returned to An's head.

That’s right, Professor Trelawney’s predictions should all be aimed at the individual and what happened around that person, and certainly not about himself. The most important thing for the protagonist Harry is to fight against the Dark Lord. His own background should not be was leaked.

An loosened Harry's collar, and after regaining her senses, she also calmed down. She straightened Harry's collar in a comforting manner, trying to keep her tone calm, "Phew... sorry, Harry, I was too excited Well, I just..."

But Ron on the side started to bluff, "Harry, what are you talking about? Mysterious Man? Mysterious Man's servant?" Ron only dared to call that man Mysterious Man.

Fanny pulled Ann away from the broken glass, handed over the handkerchief, and asked with concern, "Ann, what's the matter?"

Ann took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her face, "Professor Trelawney said some terrible things to me, I just lost control..."

"Is it also related to the mysterious man?" Fanny said the word "mysterious man" almost twice as fast as usual.

Ann nodded, took a long breath of relief, looked at Harry again, and said after a pause, "Harry, what did Professor Trelawney tell you specifically?"

Harry frowned. He said, "When I went out, Professor Trelawney said that the Dark Lord lay alone, friendless, abandoned by his fellows. His servants have been locked up for twelve years. Tonight, midnight Before, the servant will break free from his chains and set out in search of his master. With the servant's help, the Dark Lord will rise again, stronger and more terrifying than ever before."

Both Fanny and Ron gasped, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

Ron asked in a trembling voice, "This must be fake, I mean Professor Trelawney must be talking nonsense..."

Fanny nodded in agreement, she also did not believe that the Mysterious Man would rise again, "In the first grade, Harry, you said that the Mysterious Man would be resurrected, but Professor Quirrell stole the Philosopher's Stone... In the second year, the Chamber of Secrets was Ginny opened it..."

But when she spoke later, she remembered that what Professor Trelawney said to Ann was also related to the mysterious man, and said carefully, "Ann, Professor Trelawney, she and you..."

Sure enough, I was not mentioned, and Ann felt a little more at ease. Facing Fanny's question, Ann replied, "What Professor Trelawney and I said is similar to what Harry said, but not in such detail... The Dark Lord will bring death." And hopelessness...that's what she said..."

The words death and despair were uttered by An Yi, as if with magical powers, the three of them couldn't help but think of Ann's Boggart, the god of death in that big, terrifying black figure. (They learned about Death from Hermione.) They understood in an instant why Ann was so excited.

For a while, no one spoke.

"Should we, should we tell someone about this? Like Professor Dumbledore?" Harry asked.

Harry's words caused a red light to flash in Ann's head, "Don't!"

The three looked at Ann, and Ann looked up at the three and said, "Harry, did you ask Professor Trelawney? Ask this question?"

"I... I asked, and Professor Trelawney said she was asleep, and she said she wouldn't predict something so far away..."

"I asked, too," Ann said. "Professor Trelawney said she just fell asleep for a while..."

Ron and Fanny were visibly relieved, and Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, "Look, Harry, Professor Trelawney herself has said that she is not capable enough, she must be talking nonsense... You must have been too nervous about Black and the exam recently, she kept yelling that it was unknown, but you have been fine..."

"But I saw a big black dog on the grass the night before the Quidditch match..."

"Harry, it's just that you were too nervous about the next day's game and misread it. I was woken up by you and I didn't see anything. If Hermione was here, she would definitely support my statement..."

"Okay." Harry nodded, temporarily accepting Ron's statement.

"Ann, I think what Ron said makes sense. Don't take what Professor Trelawney said at ease. Didn't you just say that Professor Trelawney's divination class was a big fool a while ago?"

Ann glanced at the three of them and nodded, "Well..." She looked back at the trapdoor again, and murmured, "There will be no divination class in the next school year..."

"Okay, I won't take the divination class, Ann, I don't want to take this divination class for a long time..." Fanny walked down the stairs with Ann, "Let's go to dinner now..."

Ron and Harry followed behind the two, and Ron couldn't help showing a smug expression. What he said had just comforted Harry and Ann, which made him feel good. What Fanny said, Ron said It makes sense, this sentence undoubtedly made him even more ecstatic.

When I came to the restaurant, there were very few people in the restaurant. Hermione had already finished her meal. She sat on the long Gryffindor table and looked towards the door of the restaurant.

"Why did you come to the restaurant? I saw Minister Fudge and the executioner...we..." Hermione found that the expressions of the four people were not right, especially Ann and Harry.

"Did something happen to the Divination exam?" Hermione asked.

"Well, we..." Fanny just said a few words, but was interrupted by Ann, "Hermione, you can ask Ron and Harry, we are going to eat first, the transfiguration exam is at two o'clock, by the way One sentence, Hagrid's hearing, you three go."

After speaking, she left very coldly. Fanny gave the three of them a sorry look and followed.

"I guessed that Ann might not attend Hagrid's hearing, but what happened to her?"

Ron glanced at Harry, picked up the conversation, and briefly explained what happened to Professor Trelawney's Divination exam.

After listening, Hermione made a gesture to walk towards the Slytherin long table, but was stopped by Harry, "Hermione..."

Looking back at Harry and Ron, Hermione stopped in her tracks.

"Hermione, you better not go..." Ron was still very impressed with Ann grabbing Harry by the collar.

"Let's discuss about Hagrid, Hermione, you just said Minister Fudge and the others have arrived?" Harry said.

Hermione glanced at the Slytherin table. Ann was breaking up a lamb chop on the plate with a knife and fork, and Fanny was pouring Ann a bowl of minestrone.

"Okay, let's go eat first..." Hermione said and looked away.

The three went to the Gryffindor table.

Ann and Fanny quickly finished their lunch and walked out of the dining room. They were rushing to take Professor McGonagall's transfiguration exam.

After dinner, at two o'clock in the afternoon, Gryffindor College has the last compulsory History of Magic exam.

As soon as they left the History of Magic exam, Harry, Ron, and Hermione saw a tall and strong man cleaning a huge machete in the courtyard leading to the outside of the castle.

"We've got to get to Hagner quickly..." said Harry.

The three ran out of the castle in a hurry, but before leading to Hagrid's hut, they encountered annoying people. Malfoy, Goyle and Crabbe hid behind a big rock and watched Hagrid's hut secretly.

"My dad might let me collect the hippogriff's head and then I'll donate it to the Gryffindor common room, look at that big stupid professor, he'll be crying later Like a poor worm..." Malfoy and Gore Crabbe were talking, and Gore Crabbe laughed loudly, "Hmph, let's see what Charles and Stoker's bastard will look like... and want to help..."

But before he could finish his sentence, he was attacked head-on by Hermione, who punched Malfoy in the nose.

"Stop calling Hagrid a wretch! And..." cried Hermione.Harry and Ron immediately grabbed Hermione, but Hermione pulled out her wand, and Malfoy, Goyle, and Crabbe hurried away.

"Wow, Hermione, that's amazing!" Ron said to Hermione after Malfoy and the others escaped.

Before entering Hagrid's hut, the three saw Buckbeak tied up in front of the pumpkin patch outside the hut, and they opened the door and entered Hagrid's hut.

"You see, he likes the breeze in the woods..." said Hagrid, standing at the open window, watching Buckbeak in the pumpkin patch.

"Hagrid, about the appeal?" Hermione asked.

"There was an appeal at noon..." Hagrid said sadly, "Dumbledore knew it, he worked hard, but he didn't have the power to control the committee. He told them that Buckbeak was not dangerous, but they were afraid...you know Lu What is Hughes Malfoy like.. Threatening them, I think.. And the executioner, McNeill, he is Malfoy's old partner.. But the execution will be fast and clean.. and I will Beside it.."

Hagrid swallowed.

"Oh no, that's the worst possible scenario," Ron said exaggeratedly.Hermione glared at Ron.

"Hagrid, maybe, maybe we can sneak Buckbeak away?"

Hagrid shook his head vigorously at Harry, "They will know for sure, and then Dumbledore will be in trouble... he will come later, and he will... want to be with me on that matter. Good man, Dumbledore profitable…."

"We're with you, too, Hagrid." Hermione stood up from her seat.

Hagrid shook his shaggy head, "You should go back to the castle. Tell you. I don't want you to watch the execution. And anyway, you shouldn't be here.. If Fudge and Dumbledore catch you leaving the castle without permission , Harry, you're in big trouble."

"Oh, by the way." Hagrid turned around and took a small box from a standing cabinet, and took out a mouse from it. "Ron, I think it might be your pet."

Ron stared dumbfounded at the mouse in Hagrid's hand, "Scabbets!" He grabbed the struggling mouse. "Banban, what are you doing here?"

"It's all right, Scabbers!" said Ron. "No cats! Nothing here will hurt you!" Hagrid stood up abruptly, staring out the window.His face had been ruddy, but now it was the color of parchment. "Here they come..." Harry, Ron, and Hermione all turned quickly.

In the distance, a group of men were descending the stone steps of the castle.In the lead was Dumbledore, his silver beard gleaming in the afterglow of the setting sun.Beside him was Cornelius Fudge, and behind him the frail old councilor and executioner McNeill. "You've got to go," said Hagrid, trembling from head to toe. "They mustn't find you here.. Come on, now.."

Hagrid pushed them towards the side door.But they didn't move, "Hagrid, we can't—" "We're going to tell them the truth." "They can't kill it!"

"Go!" said Hagrid furiously. "If you're in trouble, it'll be worse!"

They have no choice.Had to open the door and go out.