[HP] This Evil

The author has something to say: This chapter is so good...let's release it in advance

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Professor Lupine came back. He looked thinner, his face was gray, his brown eyes were slightly sunken, his cheekbones were prominent, and he seemed to have really suffered another serious illness.

"What did Professor Snape tell you?" Lupine asked, his voice sounding weak.

"You talked about werewolves, and you left us two rolls of parchment for homework!" Catherine immediately said with resentment, and the Gryffindors next to her looked back at her, surprised that a Slytherin was telling other professors After seeing the status of their dean, they also complained about their dissatisfaction with Snape's teaching period.

"Don't worry, I'll go and tell Professor Snape that you don't have to write these papers," Lupine said.

The students including Slytherin were very happy, only Hermione seemed resentful, "Oh, no, I've finished writing."

"You are a traitor, actually suing Lupine about Professor Snape." Daphne put her hand on Catherine's thigh under her skirt, and pinched her.

"I just like Professor Lupine." Catherine was confident and threatened at the same time, "If you speak ill of Professor Lupine again, don't try to copy my potion homework."

"You always threaten me with this." Daphne said dissatisfied, she withdrew her hand that was about to play another prank, took out a comb from her pocket and began to tidy her hair that wasn't messy.

In this lesson, Professor Lupine introduced a creature that lures travelers into the swamp. This creature looks like a wisp of smoke, and it doesn't look dangerous, even a little pathetic.

After class, Catherine stayed in the classroom and refused to leave. Draco stood helplessly at the door of the classroom and waited for her.

"Professor, I still don't understand the Patronus Charm last time." Catherine ran to the podium with a textbook full of notes, and spread the book in front of Lu Ping, "I tried this spell a few days ago , summoned a strange thing."

"Tell me, what did you summon?" Professor Lupine looked very interested.

"It looks like a snake, but it's black, and I remember you saying that the Patronus is white, didn't you?" asked Catherine, who had been troubled by this question lately.

Professor Lupine thought sideways, as if he was recalling something carefully, his left index finger kept tapping on the tabletop, his brows furrowed and then loosened, then he shook his head and asked, "Are you sure you are using the Patronus Charm?" ? What joy was going through your mind when you cast this spell?"

Catherine stopped talking. She didn't think of happy things when she used this spell. She was at a loss at the time. She had used all the offensive spells she had learned but none of them worked. In desperation, she could only throw Trying out this spell, I didn't expect it to be really useful.In fact, at that time, her mind was full of killing the werewolf, but she didn't want to say these true thoughts to make Professor Lupine think she was a cruel girl.

"I thought of the scene I saw in the Mirror of Erised in the first grade. Our family spent Christmas together. Our family has not spent Christmas together for a long time, because my parents and sister are very busy." Catherine has always been A good liar, so he made up nonsense without changing his expression or heartbeat.

"Well, that's really strange. Logically speaking, the patron saint can't be black." Professor Lu Ping thought hard for a while, but still couldn't give an answer, "I'll go back and check the information for you. God will tell you again, okay?"

"Then I'll come to the office to see you in two days." Catherine was very happy, and she had another excuse to come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts office.

"You're so happy every time you go to talk to Lupin, we're almost late." Draco said as he quickened his pace to the Divination classroom.

"because……"

"Because of what?" Draco asked seeing that Catherine didn't continue.

"Because I just like Professor Lupine, he is our best Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher." Catherine raised her head and said plausibly, "Do you still want that idiot Lockhart to come back to class?"

"You're right." Draco shrugged his nose indifferently, and complained as he looked at the round and round stairs, "Trelawney is a lunatic who arranged the classroom in such a strange place."

Because of what?

Because Lupine is like a father.

"I will definitely not take this class next semester." Catherine said, "I heard that arithmetic and divination are much more reliable than this class. Maybe we can try that."

"In my opinion, those who learn divination are lunatics." Draco stepped up the steps in two steps, "Come on, Cathy, did you let Daphne take the seat?"

The curtains of the divination classroom are still drawn, but the fire in the fireplace is not too big, and there is no strange smell in the room. There is an enlarged palmistry chart on each round table, and the students are divided into two or three according to the habit. The group begins class.

"Hello." Professor Trelawney came out of the shadows, wearing an old maroon shawl, her voice was hoarse and vague as usual, "We are here to learn how to read palmistry today. Before the formal lecture, I must emphasize that using Using palmistry to predict the future is more accurate than the astrology and tea leaves that you have learned before, but at the same time it is also very one-sided, which means that the content presented on palmistry can be artificially changed."

Not many people in the classroom listened carefully, and there were whispers from both Slytherin and Gryffindor.

"Don't she feel that what she said is contradicting herself?" Nott spoke rarely.

"She's like this every day." Blaise put one arm on the table and glanced in Pencey's direction.

"Guess what bad thing's going to happen today?" Ron whispered to Harry, turning his head.

"I guess I'm going to die again," said Harry nonchalantly.

"I guess I'll get bitten by a troll." Ron and Harry chuckled.

"Oh, no, my child." Trelawney groaned, grabbing Lavender's hand, "you will have misfortune, and if you want to avoid it, please be sure to put a piece of quince on Thursday afternoon Chew the leaves in your mouth and swallow them, and remember not to drink water within three hours."

Lavender's face was pale and she was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled Parvati to ask where to find the leaves of the guluo tree.

"It's too bad, it's too bad." Trelawney repeatedly stroked Harry's palm lines, tears almost overflowed from her eyes behind the glasses, "It can't be stopped, there's no way..." Harry didn't pull his hand back out of politeness , I could only look at her speechlessly and bored, half a minute later she finally let go, and continued to look for the next target in the classroom. The students all lowered their heads, hoping that they would not be selected.

"Come on, Miss Greengrass, let me see your fate." Professor Trelawney came to Daphne, Catherine and Draco, who were divided into a group today.

Daphne hid her hands in her robe, pursed her lips reluctantly, and kept leaning towards Catherine.Trelawney was not discouraged, she said enthusiastically, "Son, don't you want to predict your fate? I see the unknown in your face."

"Help me take a look, Professor." Catherine pushed away Daphne who was about to lie on her body and offered her hand. "You are my savior." Daphne whispered in her ear.

"Complicated, very complicated. Every line of your palm is being changed by an invisible hand."

"It's okay, I can change it back." Catherine perfunctory.

"No, don't change. That hand is helping you get back on track. You just need to obey the arrangement of fate."

"Okay, then I won't change it." Catherine continued to perfunctory.

"No, he's not helping you." Trelawney screamed a little, showing that pitiful expression again, her eyes filled with tears, "He's here, he's...he's helping you, you Help is needed, but it shouldn't be him...his help will bring disaster, unknown."

Catherine stared at the floor blankly, and began to think about why Hogwarts had such a teacher to teach. "What else, what else did you see?" She asked casually.

"It can't be changed, poor child, you didn't deserve this, death, I see death all around you." Trelawney said, holding Catherine's hand tightly, but no one was worried, because She says similar things to pretty much everyone these days.

"That's too unfortunate." Catherine was extremely impatient, and Daphne silently counted how many times Trelawney repeated the word "death" in one class.

The long and boring divination class was finally over, and the students rushed out of the classroom, regretting why they chose this class in the first place.

"Savior, I'll treat you to a cake." Daphne said happily to Catherine.