Chapter 274 Those Who Say Peppers Are Souls Are Actually Dementors

'I don't know what he understood...'

Looking at Hagrid walking away, William hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not follow him.

After all, Hagrid was the officially appointed professor. He had both the recommendation of the previous professor and the approval of the school, so he would never be questioned.

"I have tried my best to teach Hagrid to learn standardization and learn to consider issues from a safety perspective. If I interfere with the course content, it will become my class..."

William is very self-aware of himself, and his little knowledge of magical creatures is definitely not enough for Hagrid to beat with a few fingers - he specializes in magical self-defense, so he has tried his best to explain some basic points that he has figured out by himself, and he will not be busy anymore. Down the line, he became Professor of Magical Creatures.

'Let's go back and check the files. In addition, we have to prepare for the classes the day after tomorrow...'

'Of course, I have to fill my stomach before that. Hagrid is too nervous about his lessons. ’

William looked at the low-quality dishes on the table, shook his head, closed the door to Hagrid's room, and walked directly towards the castle.

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When William returned to his office, he found a tall figure standing at the door of his office.

Perhaps because he heard the footsteps of the visitor, the child almost instantly reached out and took out his wand, but immediately stopped in panic when he saw Mirai Noh.

It's Harry.

"Today is the first day of school. Why did you come to my office door?"

William loosened his wand slightly and asked with a smile, "If I remember correctly, Hagrid just said this morning that this afternoon is his first lesson, and it is for you third-year students. .”

"professor."

Harry's mood was unusually low, and he looked melancholy - which was rare on the face of a child of his age.

He looked at William, but his eyes were dull, as if he had been served by a dementor himself.

"I might be dying."

"possible?"

William looked at Harry, and then studied his face. His face was rosy, and the corners of his mouth were still greasy from lunch.

He did not believe in evil and observed carefully again, and then tried to feel the breath of curse or black magic.

But he found nothing, and he didn't know whether it was because of his limited abilities or because Harry had a nightmare, but he didn't find anything.

"You look fine. I don't feel the breath of the curse, and your face doesn't look like it's been poisoned..." William looked into Harry's eyes, "Why do you feel like you're going to die? Did you receive any death letter? ?”

Although death letters may sound ridiculous, they can really spread among students.

No matter you are a Muggle or a wizard, you can't escape the so-called saying that if you don't copy this letter several times and send it to as many people as you want, you will have bad luck/die/lose XXX, etc...

Naturally, few people believe it after adulthood, but it is not without precedent among students. William heard Filch say it when he was getting files in his office - many students had spread such things, especially during the years when the Dark Lord was rampant. , and even some letters are cursed if you don’t copy them, Death Eaters will appear when you go to the bathroom...

It’s quite outrageous. In the middle of the night, people still follow you when you go to the toilet?

If such boring letters spread, then William plans to use the curse he invented last year to find someone. In order to study the name curse last year, he developed a series of curses with similar effects, which he could barely use.

"None of them, Professor..."

Harry looked at William, "It's unknown."

"Unknown?"

William was stunned for a moment, "What's unknown?"

"Professor Trelawney saw something ominous in my tea leaves! Professor!"

Hearing this name, William didn't know what to say for a while.

To be fair, he has been working at this school for his second year, and he has already heard some rumors about Professor Trelawney - "She is a liar!" "An unqualified professor who only scares children with unknown things!"

William had heard words like this a lot, and he tried to defend himself at first, but after being hit by the facts, the only thing he could do was not agree with such words.

Although Professor Trelawney allowed him to pass the preliminary examination and he was able to pass the re-examination to enter Hogwarts, it is certain that Professor Trelawney does not seem to have any talent...

Now that Harry asked, he could only try to say something nice for Professor Trelawney while comforting Harry.

"Well, how should I put it, Harry..."

William tried not to tell lies. To be honest, he would rather face the dementors now - "Trelawney has quite outstanding talents in some divination subjects, but tea divination... is actually new in itself, The reliability is not very high…”

"Not very high?"

"Yeah, not very high."

William has almost finished the story, "You have to know one thing. Wizards have a very short history of drinking tea. At least British wizards have a very short history of drinking tea."

"very short?"

"Of course, because Britain does not produce tea, the history of tea drinking in Britain is actually very short. When Hogwarts was first established, there was no tea in Britain."

"Don't produce tea?"

Harry looked at William in surprise, he was completely shocked by the news.

Just like a child born in Shu was told that the so-called Sichuan cuisine without chili has no soul is a lie - because at least before the Ming Dynasty, chili has never appeared in Shu...

"Of course, although Britain loves to drink tea, Britain does not produce tea, so tea divination is not as old as drinking tea..." William smiled and looked at Harry, "Although magic comes from time to time. It is being updated, but divination is inherently uncertain, so this new divination base is very prone to error."

"If the divination is accurate, it should be the centaurs' divination. Hagrid has a good relationship with the tribes in the Forbidden Forest. If you are worried, you can ask Hagrid to take him for a divination."

On the one hand, he denied tea divination, but on the other hand, he promoted an older divination method.

This set worked exceptionally well, and Harry immediately calmed down - most wizards were from the Zungu sect, and new magic was prone to errors without many experiments, which led to the new students entering the school believing more in ancient magic.

Once the magic of tea leaf divination was exposed, it suddenly lost its mystery and authority.

"So, Professor, am I really okay?"

He carefully confirmed again.

"Of course, stay vigilant, learn to ask for help, divination, etc., go find Hagrid. Centaurs' divination is kept secret. As far as I know, tribes outside the school charge five hundred Galleons for wizards to perform divination at a time. That's all. You need to be introduced by an acquaintance!”

"So expensive!"

Harry couldn't help but exclaimed. Although he inherited a sum of galleons, the price of five hundred galleons was far beyond his affordability.

"Of course, but you don't need to go to the Forbidden Forest. Hagrid has a good relationship with them. If he takes you there, it will be absolutely free."

William smiled and nodded. The effect of Wang Zhao was outstanding after being played.

Most people accept the principle that you get what you pay for, and after hearing the price, they feel that this kind of divination is reliable.

Although the horse people think so too.

The centaurs in the outside world rely on their divination to make a living, and the prices are frighteningly high - Azkaban refers to them as 'those harsh centaurs, their quotes can make a gray-skinned person turn pale!' ’

"Okay, it's getting late. It's time to prepare for the afternoon classes. Remember to tell Hagrid secretly - Don't spread rumors about the presence of horsemen in the Forbidden Forest, otherwise the group of students will crowd the Forbidden Forest and explode. "

"Yes, Professor," Harry finally smiled, "Then I'm going to class."

"Go ahead," William waved and opened his office.

‘Divination? Professor Sybil's divination is indeed...but we must be careful...Sirius is still outside, and Harry is indeed in danger. ’

'I'll look for Filch's information later, but I don't think it's very credible...' He shook his head, 'You know, he is known as the number one Death Eater and spy...'

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"that's all?"

Ron looked at Harry. He still couldn't believe that his friend's mood improved after just a few words.

"The professor doesn't know how to divination, and he's not a professional fortune teller," Harry carried his schoolbag and whispered to Ron. "It's really unexpected that tea divination has such a short history."

"So my number divination is reliable," Hermione began to talk about her class. "Numbers have been around for a long time. They are definitely ancient magic!"

"You're not here yet, Hermione."

Ron complained softly, "And it conflicts with other classes!"

They had argued more than once about Hermione's new class schedule.

"Okay, okay," Harry, now in a calm mood, interrupted the conflict between the two, "What kind of content do you think Hagrid will prepare."

"God knows... I don't think it's a safe thing. Think about what we've seen with Hagrid..."

What could there be?

A dragon, and a dog - but the dog has three heads.

They didn't care when Hagrid said it in the morning, but after the morning class, everyone was inevitably affected.

"I think it's very dangerous... What's even worse is that we are in class with the Slytherin guys."

Ron pointed at the Slytherin students in front and said that it is a Gryffindor tradition not to deal with Slytherins.

"Come on," Harry said, not wanting to get into a fight with an ordinary Slytherin. He didn't really like fighting - unless the other party was that nasty Malfoy.

They speeded up and soon arrived next to Hagrid's hut.

"God, that's..."

Harry couldn't help but exclaimed and tried to share his strange experience with his friends.

But the sound of gasping around him told him that they had seen it too.

"Hagrid..." Ron looked for the right words, "How did he become like this?"

It's not surprising that Ron was surprised - although Hagrid was warm and friendly, he was always slovenly, wearing unseasonable moleskin clothes even in late summer.

But now Hagrid is wearing a super oversized wizard robe, his hair and beard are neatly trimmed, and except for his huge size, his whole appearance has changed.

"Come on, kids, come on, come on!"

Hagrid greeted them with a gentle voice - Harry had never heard such a voice from Hagrid. Even on the birthday that he would never forget, Hagrid's voice was somewhat bold.

He couldn't help but look at his friends and found that they were also confused.

"Isn't Hagrid cursed?"

"Probably not. Besides...this is Hogwarts...where Dumbledore is."

Ron responded quietly, but Hermione was still in a daze.

But Hagrid's voice did not stop, and his movements became cautious.

"You are all here, right? Well, today is our first class. I hope you like the content of this class. Well, you are all here. Come with me."

Hagrid walked cautiously, not much faster than the students, which made Harry and others behind him look frightened.

Harry had never seen Hagrid like this - no, it seemed like he had seen it somewhere before...

"What happened to Hagrid?"

"have no idea."

Harry still couldn't figure out where he had seen Hagrid like this...

But such a conversation did not stop Hagrid from taking them to a place not far from the cabin.

"Everyone, come here!" Hagrid's voice was slightly louder, but it still made Harry feel that something was wrong.

"Okay, let's open the book first."

"How to open it?"

A voice suddenly appeared, interrupting Hagrid's strange words and making Harry frown.

This voice was too familiar to him.

It was the cold, drawling tone of Draco Malfoy.

"Don't worry, I'll demonstrate." Hagrid wasn't angry at all. He picked up the book and showed it awkwardly to everyone, "Look here, yes, right, right here. This book is a little difficult to open. We have to open it first." A slight scratch on its spine, and then..."

The book opened in response, but Hagrid didn't stop. He demonstrated again.

Harry noticed that Malfoy's face was red.

"Oh, how stupid we are!" he sneered. "We should be reading these books! Why didn't we think of that!"

"Don't worry, it's indeed a strange way to open a book like this, but the content inside is actually quite interesting. I also discussed it with my former professors and several famous researchers (over drinks), and it's very..."

Hagrid explained patiently without being dazed at all. Malfoy's face turned redder, and he started to find trouble again.

But it's of no use. Failure, failure, failure.

Hagrid explained patiently and gently. When Malfoy asked a question, he would carefully tell all the relevant parts - whether the knowledge was useful or useless.

Finally, Harry saw Malfoy standing there without saying a word, like a defeated rooster, with an extremely ugly expression on his face.

"Any question?"

Hagrid asked patiently once, and Harry noticed Malfoy turning his head furtively.

"If you don't have any, that's great. Let's start learning our first lesson today. Look at these velvet velvets!"

Hagrid's voice rose a bit, and then he took out a bunch of cute things.

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Okay, to put it simply, the author controls Renwai, Furui, Monster Girl, and is still in the author's group of women's clothing...

The book is great and so are the photos…

No...the content is great too.

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