[HP] This Evil

Chapter 25 Hippogriff

The classroom for divination class was set up on the north tower of the school. While climbing the spiral stairs in a daze, the students complained about how the classroom was chosen in such a place.

The divination classroom is more like a tea shop. There are twenty small tables crowded here, and a circle of printed armchairs is placed around each table. The fireplace is burning very loudly, so the classroom is also very hot. Unbuttoning the wizard's robes, some simply took off their robes and attended class wearing only shirts and sweater vests. There was a greasy sweet smell in the air, which was not pleasant.

"That's your class." Catherine glared at Draco, who was sitting at the same table with her.

"We'll be going to Hogsmeade next month, where do you want to go?" Draco forced a change of subject, moved closer, and played with a strand of her hair hanging on the table.

"Don't touch my hair." Catherine pulled back a few strands of her own hair, pinned them behind her ears, and sat back a little.

Draco was about to say something about Hogsmeade, but was cut off.

"Welcome." A soft and vague voice sounded, "It's great to see you in the tangible world." A very thin woman with thick eyes appeared in a scarf. "I'm Professor Trelawney. You are welcome to choose the Divination class. This is not an easy class and requires a lot of talent, and books can't help you much."

Hermione was a little disappointed to hear that the books were of no use.

"Now we can start," said Professor Trelawney, "choose the cups you like, and then I will pour tea for you, drink them up, and then exchange teacups with your classmates to see what the tea can tell you. "

"You must remember to accompany me to the ancient magic pattern class." Catherine put the teacup filled with water in her hand, and drank it when it cooled down.

"No problem." Draco readily agreed.

The classroom was getting hotter and hotter, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on Catherine's forehead. She couldn't help but loosen her tie and then unbuttoned a shirt. Next time, she had to find a seat away from the fireplace, she thought.

"What do you see, my boy?" Professor Trelawney walked up to Daphne. "Hmm... I see that I have received a beautiful gift." Daphne lied without changing her expression.Trelawney was not very satisfied, and continued to walk around the classroom "And you, child, what did you see?"

"Hmm... Crucible cake." Goyle said, Professor Trelawney shook his head in disappointment, and continued to walk forward, "What about you? My girl."

"I don't understand." Catherine decided to tell the truth.

"It's okay, I can take a look for you." Professor Trelawney said enthusiastically, then reached out to pick up the teacup on the table, and observed carefully, "Lanhua, I saw the orchid, and the orchid is beside you... no Ah!" Professor Trelawney suddenly threw the cup out, and the tea leaves in the cup spilled out onto the maroon carpet with black patterns, her face showed panic, her voice was sharp and hoarse, her face The muscles on his body trembled slightly, "Turn back, boy, turn back."

Catherine looked back at Daphne behind her, and wanted to ask her if something happened here just now, but Daphne also looked at a loss, so she was going to ask Professor Trelawney why she turned back, but before she could speak, she asked She held Harry's cup and yelled in horror again, "It's a bad omen, it's a bad omen. Someone will leave us forever this year."

"She's crazier than Dumbledore, isn't she?" said Blaise, and Nott nodded in agreement, and they didn't finish the tea because it was too sweet.

"What if what she said is true? Someone will die this year." Millison was terrified. In fact, most of the students in the class were a little scared by Trelawney's prophecy.

"That wouldn't be me either." Blaise shrugged.

"Let's go to the Honeydukes confectionery, there's coconut sorbet and chocolate balls, and the joke shop with toppings, and we can buy a nose-biting teacup to put on the Hufflepuff table. You're still wearing your white poncho coat from back to school How about it?" Draco started talking about Hogsmeade again, pinching the teacup with three slender fingers, casually observing the tea leaves left at the bottom of the cup.

"We can also go to the Three Broomsticks and try the sparkling water there," Catherine said.

When get out of class was about to end, Draco said that he saw from the teacup that he caught the Golden Snitch in this year's Quidditch match, and that Harry's leg was broken by Catherine.

Professor McGonagall of the transfiguration class told everyone not to worry, because every year Professor Trelawney predicted that a person would die, but no one had ever left, so Catherine didn't take "turning back" to heart.

Since Professor Kettleburn took a one-year vacation, Hagrid temporarily took the protection of magical beasts class in the afternoon, "Come with me, hurry up, there are good things waiting for you today." Hagrid led the students After walking along the edge of the Forbidden Forest for about 10 minutes, everyone came to an open field.

"The school sent this kind of person to teach us, a guard and a servant." Draco complained to Catherine who was walking beside him, but he deliberately raised his voice so that almost everyone could hear him.

"Shut up, Malfoy," said Harry.

"This place is going to die, I'm going to tell my dad" Draco deliberately ignored Harry, continued to speak loudly, and held up the "Monster Book of Monsters", "This kind of weird book, only weird people will use."

Catherine tugged Draco's sleeve to signal him not to make trouble in front of the classroom and the professors, but Draco didn't take Hagrid seriously at all, so he continued to provoke, "It's a disaster for this kind of person to teach us, We'd rather go to a centaur lecture, wouldn't we, fellas?"

"Shut up, Malfoy." Harry walked towards them, and Hermione tried to hold him back, but was too late.

"What, Potter, do you want to fight?" Draco walked up to meet Harry, and began to draw his wand.

"Draco." Catherine chased after him, grabbed his robe again and stood in front of him. "Stop messing around."

Hermione was after Harry too, and was trying to drag him away. "Harry, ignore him, we can't trouble Hagrid."

Draco suddenly took a few steps back, his pupils dilated gradually, and a look of fear appeared on his face, then he pointed at Harry's back and yelled "Dementor, Dementor" in horror, Catherine was startled by him and slammed I had to turn around, but saw nothing, and then Draco and Blaise burst out laughing, "I heard you fainted from the dementor that day, right, Potter?"

"Ignore them, Harry, let's go." Hermione and Ron dragged Harry away.

Catherine glared at Draco unhappily, and found a seat far away from him to start listening to the class.

"Look here," Hagrid called.The students looked towards him and saw a very tall and strange animal approaching, and they all took a step back involuntarily.

"What an ugly thing." Draco frowned, and he pushed through the crowd and ran to Catherine again.

"This is Buckbeak, a hippogriff with a winged head," Hagrid explained to the students. "It's cute, isn't it?"

"I think Professor Hagrid has misunderstood the word cute." Catherine looked at Buckbeak and frowned slightly.

"Don't call him a professor, he's a caretaker." Draco threw his heavy textbook into his schoolbag, threw the schoolbag to Goyle, and took it to Catherine's, wanting to hold it by himself, but Catherine didn't to him, and with a displeased face.

"What's the matter with you, Cathy?" Draco was a little confused, "You're not still angry about the divination class, are you?"

"I didn't!" Catherine said, hugging the book even tighter, refusing to give it to Draco.

"Then what's the matter with you, you were fine just now!" Draco was also a little impatient, he withdrew his hand a little irritably and stretched his robe.

"Can't you spare Potter a little trouble?" Catherine said. She wanted to say why you must scare Potter with dementors, but she felt scared when the word "dementor" was mentioned. So change the expression.

"Potter is because of Harry Potter again." Draco was completely upset, "When did you and those stinky lions have such a good relationship?"

Catherine's forehead twitched, knowing that Draco had misunderstood again, but she deliberately didn't explain, and went to another group of students to attend the class, and Draco didn't catch up again.

"Anyone want to ride it?" Hagrid asked, stroking Buckbeak. "Whoever wants to ride it takes a step forward." Everyone took a step back, but Harry didn't seem to react, and stayed where he was.

"Great, Harry." Hagrid was very happy, "Come here, first you have to bow, be polite, be polite."

Harry walked over hesitantly under Ron's instigation and the students' encouragement, and bowed obediently to Buckbeak.

Buckbeak stared at Harry unkindly for a while, and just as Harry started to break out in a cold sweat and was about to back away, he knelt down and bowed to Harry.

"That's great, Harry." Hagrid praised, "Who else wants to try?"

Encouraged by Harry, the students became enthusiastic. They felt that the lesson seemed interesting. Hagrid brought out some other creatures. The students formed a group and began to bow to these animals.

Catherine, Daphne, and Millicent were assigned a tawny bird-headed monster. "You go first, Catherine," Daphne said.Catherine took a step back, "I think it's better for you to go first," the three of them pushed each other, and the brown monster was grinding its claws on the ground impatiently.

"I just said you're not scary at all." Draco's voice came from not far away, he and Gore Crabbe asked for Buckbeak, and now he reached out and stroked the beak of Buckbeak who was bowing to him , "You're not scary at all, right?" Draco deliberately raised his voice, "I knew it, you're not dangerous at all, you big ugly monster!"

Buckbeak suddenly raised his front hooves, spread his wings, and waved his silver-gray claws. Draco let out a scream, and fell to the ground and curled up into a ball.

"Draco!" Catherine quickly ran over and squatted beside him, while Hagrid stood in front of them and tried to calm Buckbeak.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die." Draco wailed with his arms folded, his shirt and robe were soaked with blood, Catherine shivered and blocked his bleeding wound, but the wound was too deep and too long , she couldn't stop it.

"You're not going to die." Hagrid paled.

"You should take him to the medical room!" Catherine's face was ferocious, as if she wanted to eat people.

"get out of class over," said Hagrid, lifting Draco easily, and hurried to the infirmary.Catherine followed and saw another stream of blood dripping on the grass.

"You'll pay the price, you and your flat-haired monster, my dad will fire you." Draco yelled as he sucked in Hagrid's arms.

"Madame Pomfrey, how is he?" In the medical room, Hagrid rubbed his hands and asked Madam Pomfrey who was examining Draco's wound awkwardly.

"The wound is deep, but don't worry too much, I will heal soon," Madam Pomfrey said, and she took out her wand, gauze and a large bottle of magic powder and began to treat Draco.

"I'll tell my dad," Draco yelled. "Easy! It hurts me!"

Madam Pomfrey healed Draco's arm about 10 minutes later. She wrapped a thick bandage around his arm and told him not to play Quidditch for a few days.After Catherine begged for a long time in the medical room, Madam Pomfrey agreed to let her stay here for a short while, but only for a short while, because the patient needed to rest.

"Does it hurt?" Catherine asked, sitting next to Draco's bed.

"It hurts! That guard, that servant, I will make him and his pet pay!" Draco snorted, and then his expression changed suddenly, and he turned his head to the other side, "What are you doing here ? Shouldn't you be looking for Potter?"

"..." Catherine took a deep breath, trying to persuade herself not to get angry with a patient, "Why should I seek Potter?"

"How do I know what you're looking for with Potter? You've been speaking for Potter this semester!" Draco still refused to turn his head away.

"When did I speak for him?" Catherine asked back.

"On the train starting this year, and in the Protection of Fantastic Beasts class just now!"

Catherine sighed and continued to explain that she didn't want to face the topic of dementors, but Draco forced her to say it, "I'm not talking for Potter in class today, I'm upset because... dementors Strange."

Draco was stunned for a moment, and finally turned his head around. Only then did he belatedly remember that Catherine also had an overreaction when she saw the dementor. He was silent for a while, and then said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Cathy, I... I forgot... sorry."

The author says:

Draco, you can take care of yourself!

Do you remember when was the last time orchids appeared?

Alas, the original title of this article was "Eternal Night", but I found that there are quite a few works called "Eternal Night". Then I read some posts and the titles of the articles on the list, and asked for some suggestions. My friends said that the name "Eternal Night" is a bit literary and unattractive, so I changed it to the current sand sculpture "Catherine, She Doesn't Want a Horcrux", but I still like "Eternal Night" ahhh

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