Chapter 182 Duel, but Cassandra vs. Vivi (16,000 words)

Chapter 182 Duel, but Cassandra vs. Vivi (16,000 words)

Wrong...

Weiwei suddenly noticed something was wrong.

Her intuition told her that Mr. Flamel seemed to be working on something very new.

At this moment, Mr. Flamel slowly looked at her and showed a mysterious smile.

"Okay, children." Mr. Flamel said with a smile: "This is exactly what I want. You should understand the heart of an old man who is used to seeing life and death. Although he is used to separation, he will still pursue this world. The most beautiful and sincere feelings.”

Upon hearing these words, Cassandra retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted.

"Don't worry." She waved her hands and said nonchalantly: "I only touch Potato to extend my life, not like you, who has pink bubbles in my head, Grindelwald."

"Oh——~" Weiwei smiled meaningfully, "Okay, I think that's the case."

Mr. Flamel nodded with satisfaction and sat back at his computer.

"Monsieur Flamel."

Vivi stood up and walked behind Mr. Flamel.

"I'm listening," Mr. Flamel clicked on the computer interface with his mouse enthusiastically: "At least I'm listening now."

"I think you've gone astray," she said, "about this computer."

"False paths?"

Mr. Flamel put down the mouse he was playing with, raised his head and looked at Weiwei with interest: "How about telling me, where have I gone astray?"

"I don't think we should develop in the direction that Muggles have set. We can learn from Muggles, but I don't think we should lose our characteristics as wizards."

When Weiwei said this, she leaned forward slightly and her tone was naturally bewitching.

Austrians seem to be prone to giving birth to natural speakers, such as Weiwei...

Of course, the most proud thing for Austrians is that everyone thinks Beethoven is Austrian, and everyone thinks the mustache is German.

"You keep talking." Mr. Flamel seemed to be moved by Weiwei, and he nodded and asked Weiwei to continue.

"For example... it seems that we can use a crystal ball?" Weiwei reached out and took a crystal ball from the side, "Make the crystal ball into a computer like this, or... make it have the function of a display, we can use the crystal ball Ball to achieve..."

As he spoke, Vivi used a magic spell to draw something like a virtual screen in front of him and showed it to Mr. Flamel.

"Like this, it seems to be...a holographic image? We can understand it this way, by clicking with your hands to interact. In this case, you can also practice the skills of wizards in controlling magic."

Mr. Flamel was really moved by Vivi this time, and his eyes shone with great interest.

"Very good, very good." He murmured, "This is indeed a great idea... Let me think about how to implement it..."

Seeing that Mr. Flamel had been attracted by the blueprint she had drawn, Vivi turned around slightly and saw Harry quietly giving her a thumbs up in front of her lower abdomen.

Now that the matter has been temporarily resolved, seeing that Mr. Flamel has re-immersed himself in making a new type of wizard computer, Harry and his party returned to the castle to continue their classes.

Vivi did not follow Harry and the others back to the castle. She held Harry tightly in front of Cassandra and absorbed the magic for a while, then hurriedly left Hogwarts and continued her journey in the Muggle world. Among the coursework.

And Pappy also ran back to the Forbidden Forest happily, leaving only Cassandra and Harry on the road.

"Don't look at me like that, I know what you're thinking, Pot." Cassandra looked at Harry with disgust, "But I won't hug someone of the opposite sex like that shameless Grindelwald. Don’t let go.”

Speaking of this, Cassandra suddenly stopped.

She looked down at Harry, folded her arms on her barren chest, and smiled lightly.

"Of course - if you ask me, I will also think about it because we are good friends..."

Harry gave her a confused look.

"Oh, please." He said slightly eccentricly, "But thank you for your kindness. My clothes are not dirty yet, and I haven't needed to go to the river to wash them."

After saying that, he walked towards the castle without stopping.

Cassandra thought for a long time, but couldn't figure out what Harry was talking about...

How could the eldest lady, who has no fingers in the water and is a pure-blood wizard, know how Muggles wash clothes?

But this did not prevent the two from falling into a cold war again, just like what Harry often experienced a hundred years ago.

Harry really didn't know how to start the conversation, and Cassandra was a little awkward.

She actually didn't want to stay away from Harry, but for some reason, every time the words came to her lips, they would always turn into something else. It would be exactly the same as what she was thinking, or at least it could be said that it was completely different. on the contrary.

As soon as she reached the gate of the castle, Cassandra was called away by Professor McGonagall who had been waiting at the gate, leaving Harry to return to the bench alone.

It's dinner time now, and the auditorium is very lively.

"Harry!"

Hermione saw Harry's arrival from a distance and raised her hand to wave to him.

Harry walked to the Gryffindor bench and sat down next to Hermione and Ron.

Hermione was holding her new course schedule in her hand, and Ron was holding his face with both hands. His face when looking at the course schedule was obviously not as happy as Hermione's.

"Wow, that's great. I can take some new classes tomorrow." She said happily.

"Let's see," Ron said, looking over her shoulder at her class schedule and frowning, "They've messed up your class schedule, you see - they've got ten classes lined up for you for the day. class, but you don’t have enough time.”

"I will find a way. I have already discussed it with Professor McGonagall." Hermione said very confidently.

"But look," Ron said with a smile, "see what's tomorrow morning? Divination at nine o'clock...and below, Muggle Studies at nine o'clock, and -" Ron moved closer to the course He couldn't believe his eyes, "Look - down here is Arithmancy, nine o'clock... I mean, I know you're great, Hermione, but no one's as good as this." How can you take three courses at the same time?”

"I have my own way, Ron." Hermione raised her head and smiled at Harry: "Of course, I also know why Sister Vivi completed the Muggle mission in less than a year. Four years of university study..."

Yeah, time turner.

Harry saw the necklace hanging around Hermione's neck, but he had no intention of telling Ron about it.

Since Hermione wouldn't tell, he wouldn't be so quick to reveal other people's secrets.

"Put the jam on me." Hermione ordered Ron. "If I'm in a better mood, I'll help you with your homework, Ron."

At this time, Cassandra, who was called away by Professor McGonagall, also came back. Looking at her face, it was clear that she was in a very bad mood at this time.

Harry has always been good at observing people's emotions, and he would never touch bad luck at this time.

On the contrary, it was Draco who asked his great-aunt who was silent beside him with concern.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

"Nothing." Cassandra carefully put away her course schedule, a light seemed to flash in her eyes, "I just didn't expect that a descendant of the Trelawney family would actually teach at Hogwarts. …”

"Do you know Professor Trelawney?" Draco asked tentatively: "I heard my father say that this professor is a complete lunatic. I don't know why Dumbledore hired her to the school."

"Your father is very discerning, Draco." Cassandra glanced at Draco approvingly: "The Trelawney family has never lacked lunatics and liars."

Of course she had a problem with Trelawney - not against Professor Sybill Trelawney, of course, but against everyone with the last name Trelawney.

After all, a hundred years ago, she was severely humiliated by the prophet Trelawney, who even ridiculed her that she should become a carpet weaver.

Cassandra's voice was loud enough that even Harry could hear her.

Hermione lowered her head and whispered to Harry, Ron and the others: "Oh my God, how could she do this? It's really Malfoy... Why are you targeting Professor Trelawney like this? Professor Trelawney I haven’t messed with her..."

No, Trelawney really messed with her, Harry thought to himself.

Not the same Trelawney though.

In the afternoon, Cassandra went to the library.

Thinking about what Harry had said, she went to the library to check it out. When she saw that starting from the 15th and 16th centuries, Muggle women took washboards to the river to wash their clothes. , Cassandra was furious.

Especially the picture of the soul, Cassandra felt that the lines on the washboard looked so much like her ribs...

"Bote!!!" She roared like a lioness.

"Quiet!" Mrs. Pince shouted back angrily.

But what Harry didn't expect was that that night, Draco secretly came to the door of the Gryffindor common room.

Since he was not a Gryffindor, the Sphinx would not let him in - even if the Sphinx let him in, he would not have the guts to get close.

He stood there waiting for a long time, and finally waited for Percy, who was belatedly arriving.

"Weasley!"

Draco shouted, reaching out to wave to him, and walked quickly in front of him.

Percy clearly seemed a little distracted and seemed distracted.

He almost startled when he heard Draco calling him.

"Malfoy?"

Percy frowned and looked at Draco, "What are you doing at the door of the Gryffindor common room? You should know that the school does not allow students to go out at night. Be careful I will deduct points from you!"

"Don't be such a spoiler, Weasley." Draco raised his eyebrows at Percy: "I'm here to see Harry, Harry Pott. I have something urgent to do with him."

When he heard it was Harry, Percy's tangled eyebrows relaxed.

"You wait here, I'll call someone for you."

He had just turned around to enter the common room when he heard Draco calling him from behind.

"Hey, Weasley!"

Percy turned back with some displeasure and asked: "Is there anything else?"

"Although I don't really want to be nosy, but..." Draco pointed at his face in a narrow manner: "You have lip marks on your face, Weasley, do you want to be laughed at by your two clones? ?”

Percy was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand and rubbed it on his face as if he was electrocuted.

It is reasonable to doubt that if he used more force, his face would be scratched.

After waiting for a while, Percy raised his head and asked: "Is there any more?"

"No." Draco nodded and said, "Go and call Harry for me, Weasley, I'm really anxious."

Percy nodded, and after walking to the door, he turned to Draco and thanked him: "Thank you."

"This is an equal exchange, Weasley." Draco raised an eyebrow.

As a prefect, Percy has some privileges, such as not having to answer the Sphinx's questions when entering the Gryffindor common room.

After walking into the common room, Percy found Harry who was looking up some information.

It was Sebastian who entrusted him with asking him to help find out if there was any way to lift the curse of black magic in these books.

"Harry," said Percy, "There's someone out there looking for you."

"Who is it?" Harry put down the book in his hand, "It's almost ten o'clock, right? Percy?"

"It's Malfoy." Percy said, "Okay, I've been notified, and now I'm going back-"

As soon as Harry heard it was Malfoy, he stood up.

Cassandra actually came to me?

This is really... really strange.

Could it be that she has figured it out?

So with this thought, Harry hurried out of the cave guarded by the Sphinx.

However, the big man in front of him told him that the person who came was not Cassandra, but Draco.

Harry couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, and even he didn't know why.

He even felt a bit cheap, always rushing to find Cassandra to humiliate him.

"Draco." Harry said, "Why are you here? What's the matter?"

"Of course." Draco turned his head and cleared his throat.

But after clearing his throat, he looked around like a thief. After making sure there was no one around, he said under Harry's baffled gaze: "Harry, when will our duel cabin open?"< br>

"Just for this?" Harry took a shallow breath.

Just for this matter, you came all the way to see me in the middle of the night?

I thought...

"Of course." Draco frowned and glanced at Harry, "Of course, I'm not asking for myself, but for my great-aunt."

Harry no longer felt sleepy as soon as he heard Cassandra.

You said you came here for Cassandra!

"Oh, does she want to join the dueling hut?" Harry asked.

After hearing Harry's words, Draco sighed helplessly.

"Harry, how can you let a girl speak first about something like this?" Draco said with a bit of hatred, "Oh my God, although Cassandra is very senior, she is also a woman after all. Child - do you admit it? In fact, she has only lived in this world for many years. As a gentleman, how can you let a girl take the initiative?"

After finishing speaking, Draco said again: "I remember Principal Black taught you gentleman etiquette, right? Harry, don't let me teach you how to be a gentleman!"

Don't say...

Draco said this, and Harry thought it made sense.

Indeed, I really shouldn't let girls take the initiative to speak.

"Well, what you said makes sense." Harry nodded seriously and said, "Well, I'll personally invite her to our duel cabin in a few days. What do you think?"

"The important thing is not what I think, but what you think!" Draco reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Okay, think about it carefully yourself - by the way, don't tell her that I came to see you. Things, okay?”

"Don't worry, I will keep it a secret." Harry nodded.

After returning to the dormitory, Harry felt that what Draco said did make sense.

Then he was a little lucky that Draco came over to remind him, otherwise if Cassandra forgot, she would really ignore him for a long time.

Also...

Yes, we can’t forget about Weiwei. We should write a letter and ask her what she means.

It’s not good to invite Cassandra but not Weiwei, otherwise Weiwei will be angry too...

OMG.

Harry reached out and rubbed his head, what did I do wrong? You actually made me endure such torture?

With this thought in mind, he took out a pen and paper, bit the tip of the pen in his mouth, dipped it into the ink bottle twice.

Weiwei:

How about lessons in the Muggle world? Are your studies coming to an end recently?

I think it is necessary to invite you to our dueling hut, if you have time...

Yours faithfully

Harry Potter

After finishing the letter, Harry handed the letter to Hedwig and asked her to take it to Vivi.

After sending away the letter, Harry stretched himself, lay on the bed and fell asleep.

The next morning, the first day of the new term, when Harry walked into the Great Hall for breakfast, the first thing he saw was Cassandra Malfoy.

It was as if Cassandra was waiting for him on purpose. When Harry walked over to say hello, Cassandra stepped on him hard and returned to the Slytherin bench proudly, as if she had won. Queen-like, she began to carve up the roasted tomatoes with a knife and fork as gracefully as if she were carving Harry himself.

Harry felt guilty, after all, yesterday he described Cassandra as a washboard...

But in fact, he did exaggerate a bit. Cassandra... well, how should I put it, although she is a little barren, she is not a washboard.

But if compared with Weiwei, it pales in comparison - if compared with Pabi in human form, it is simply a disaster.

When Pappy was still a human being, he had to put the book on the table when reading, otherwise it would fall down very painfully.

"She feels a bit similar to Hermione." Ron complained to Harry after sitting down: "Hermione also likes to step on me - but I don't think Hermione has any ill intentions, and the same is true for her, at least because we offended them. Will be stepped on”

"You're very observant, Ron," Harry said, unable to explain himself.

He got some sausages and a sandwich, not the emulsified high-fat British hash cones, but proper German sausages, and two grilled tomatoes.

"What is the first class today?" Ron asked with interest: "I hope our first class is not a Potions class, so that we can at least be in a good mood today."

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked, biting into a roasted tomato.

"What do you think there will be in Potions class? There will be an old bat that sprays poison!" Ron chewed the sausage, not caring at all that he was speaking ill of the professor behind his back: "Right, you don't want to be sprayed by him either. Full of venom.”

"I need to remind you that bats do not have venom, they rely on ultrasound to locate themselves."

A greasy, drawling voice sounded from behind the two of them. Ron held a sausage in his mouth and turned his head in shock, facing Snape's sinister face.

"You will be deducted five points from Gryffindor for speaking ill of the professor behind his back."

After that, Snape blew away with a huff.

"You always have no memory, Ronald." Hermione shook her head and sighed: "You know he will always appear from behind you when you say bad things about him, but you still have to say - God, when will you be careful? What about some?”

Ron wrinkled his nose and reached out his hand unhappily to slap the sausage in front of him, as if the sausage was Snape himself.

After breakfast, Harry and Hermione took Ron, who was still in a cloudy mood, and walked all the way to the Divination classroom.

Harry is also more interested in Professor Trelawney. After all, Professor Dumbledore once said that this professor is a descendant of the original prophet.

To become a professor at Hogwarts, you have to have two skills.

The divination class is in the North Tower, a place that no one has ever been to.

It was a long way from the castle to the north tower. Although they had been at Hogwarts for two years, they were still not familiar with everything in the castle.

Fortunately, Harry knew the way, and he quickly found the way to the North Tower through several classic landmarks.

The road leading to the Divination class teacher was a spiral staircase. The stairs were so rotating that Ron felt a little dizzy while climbing.

"Oh my God, how long until we get there?" he asked breathlessly.

"Already arrived." Hermione heard the buzzing sound upstairs, which was the unique whispering sound in the classroom.

The sound never stops unless the teacher comes to the classroom.

They climbed up the last few stairs and boarded a small platform. Since the divination class was not a required course, not everyone was in this classroom.

There was no door on the landing. Harry nudged Ron and pointed to the ceiling, where there was a circular trap door with a bronze plaque on it.

"Sybill Trelawney, Teacher of Divination," Hermione read, "How can we get up there?"

As if to answer her question, the moment she finished speaking, the trap door suddenly opened, and a silver ladder was placed in front of the three of them.

Ron was the first to climb up, followed by Hermione, and finally Harry.

He had been to this classroom before, and the one who taught them the divination class was Professor Onai, a... hard-to-describe person.

But then again, the room actually looked less like a classroom and more like a cross between an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.

There were at least twenty small round tables crowded into the classroom, each surrounded by Indian calico armchairs and bulging little cushions.

Everything was lit by a dull scarlet light, the curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps had crimson shades.

The classroom was depressingly warm, the fireplace was full, and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire, so that the flame gave off a dull, cloying aroma.

The circular walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dust-covered feathers, candle holders, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls and a large number of tea sets.

"Look at those feather ornaments." Ron pointed at the feather ornaments on the shelf and said, "Look, I think these belong to the Indians. I heard that they also like divination very much."

"I think so too." Hermione nodded and said, then looked around and asked curiously: "Yes, where is Professor Trelawney? Why didn't I see her?"

As soon as Hermione finished speaking, a voice came from the shadows, a soft and fuzzy voice.

"Welcome," said the voice, "it is so good to finally see you in the physical world."

After the words fell, Professor Trelawney walked into the place illuminated by the fire.

Professor Trelawney looked very thin. Her big glasses magnified her eyes several times. Her eyes were a little dull and seemed to be looking in other directions with vigour. She was covered with a thin transparent gauze. She wore a glittering shawl, numerous necklaces and beads hanging from her slender neck, and bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.

Harry was sure of the abilities of the professor in front of him almost instantly.

She definitely has real abilities in divination, otherwise she wouldn't be so...crazy.

To determine whether a divination professor has real ability in divination, you have to see whether the professor is a bit unique.

Just like identifying whether a male barber has real skills, you have to look at whether he is a girl or not - the more girly the barber, the better the skills.

"Sit, my children, sit," Professor Trelawney said, waving her hands like a zombie.

After hearing Professor Trelawney's words, the students all climbed onto the armchairs or sank into the bulging cushions.

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat down around a round table.

Obviously Harry didn't intend to sit on a hard chair. He stretched out his hand and pulled over a beanbag sofa cushion, half-lying on it and leaning back on it.

The soft feeling made him feel like he was trapped in a cloud, and he even wanted to lie down in it and sleep. After Professor Trelawney introduced herself, he wanted to sleep even more.

"Welcome to Divination," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. "I am Professor Trelawney, and you may not have seen me before. I find that too often I The bustling and busy school life will make my third eye blurred.”

Everyone was stunned at such an unusual declaration.

No one knew what Professor Trelawney meant when she said these words.

But Harry was obviously different. He whispered to Hermione and Ron: "Maybe she didn't wash her face when she got up in the morning, so her eyes were covered with eye droppings."

Ron let out a "special" laugh, but luckily he held it back.

Originally, Hermione wanted to talk about Harry, but she didn't hold back, covering her mouth and shrugging her shoulders for a while.

Professor Trelawney didn't notice Harry's little movement, maybe even if she did, she wouldn't care much about it. She carefully rearranged her shawl and continued: "You have chosen the divination class, which is the most difficult class among all magical arts. I must warn you from the beginning: if you do not have 'sight', then I There is very little that can be taught to you, and books can only take you so far in this regard..."

After speaking, Professor Trelawney made a gesture that would definitely be banned in South Korea.

"Many wizards and witches, even though they make violent explosions or are very talented in herbalism, are unable to see into the future because they have no talent in divination."

Speaking of this, Professor Trelawney glanced at Seamus and Neville respectively. Seamus puffed up his chest, but Neville shrank back.

"Only a few have this kind of talent... You, boy," she said suddenly to Neville, who almost fell off his cushion, "How is your grandma?"

"Should I say yes or no?"

Neville said tremblingly that Trelawny's sudden attack made him a little less confident.

"I'm sorry, dear," Professor Trelawney said regretfully, the firelight flickering on her long emerald earrings.

Neville felt a little out of breath. Since the professor said this, does it mean that grandma...

"Oh, don't think too much, dear." Professor Trelawney added: "I'm not saying there's anything wrong with your grandma, I'm just sorry that you don't have the talent for divination."

Neville took a deep breath and decided not to argue with Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney did not seem to see Neville's dissatisfaction, but continued calmly: "This year we are learning various basic divination methods. The first semester is spent on interpreting tea leaves, and next semester we should learn palmistry. ——By the way, dear.”

This sentence was said to Ron: "Be careful of bald men."

"A bald man?!" Ron frowned, with an expression that was hard to explain.

He really didn't know any bald men - even in Daiying, baldness was not a rare gene.

"During the summer term," Professor Trelawney continued, "we will learn to see into the crystal ball—if we have already learned about Omens of Fire. Unfortunately, during this very month, a vicious flu will force the closure of classes, And I will lose my voice... Around Christmas time, one of us will leave everyone forever."

There was a tense silence in the classroom after she said this, but Professor Trelawney seemed not to notice it.

"I think, dear," Professor Trelawney said to Harry, as the two of them were closest, "could you hand me the biggest teapot?"

Harry stood up and handed the largest teapot to Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney took the teapot and did not rush to teach. Instead, she said to Harry: "Thank you, dear - and by the way, the thing you are most worried about will happen tomorrow night."

Tomorrow night?

Harry scratched his head.

My biggest concern?

What do I have to worry about?

Harry only thought that Professor Trelawney was talking nonsense. After all, people practicing divination were not very bright and not normal.

Professor Trelawney began to teach everyone. The content of the class was to look at the tea leaves in the cup after drinking the tea, and to identify the popular divination elements through the shape of the tea leaves.

Identify the shape of popular tea leaves in the classroom and it belongs to.

"Open your mind, my dear, and let your eyes go beyond worldly things!" Professor Trelawney called from the darkness.

Harry drained the tea in one gulp. He lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the teacup.

"What is this?" Harry handed the tea cup to Hermione and Ron with interest: "Why do I think this thing... looks like a crab?"

"How could this be a crab?" Ron sneered and said, "Oh my gosh, I think you want to eat a crab... I think this should be an eagle... The book says that the eagle represents a mortal enemy, and yours The mortal enemy is a mysterious man, doesn’t that make it a problem?”

"If you explain it this way, it's quite reasonable." Hermione said hesitantly. She turned the tea cup and then said: "I think this is a wedge-shaped thing, like a triangle... You seem to be involved in a three-way relationship. , and it seems that one person is hindering your relationship with another person? ”

"Three-way relationship?" Upon hearing this, Professor Trelawney came after smelling it.

She picked up the teacup from Hermione's hand, turned it and said: "Let me see... let me see... how can this be a triangle? I think it is a jackal... oh no, this is ominous. ! ”

Professor Trelawney screamed and fell into a chair nearby.

Being frightened by Professor Trelawney, Neville's hand loosened and the cup in his hand fell to the ground, breaking into pieces with a clatter.

"Professor, what's wrong with you?" Hermione asked with concern, frowning.

"My dear child - my poor, dear child..."

Professor Trelawney gasped and looked at Harry in horror: "No, it's better not to say it... Oh God, no - don't ask me..."

"What's wrong? Professor?" Harry didn't think anything was wrong. Instead, he asked Trelawney with concern what happened.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened, "you are in trouble!"

"I'm in trouble?" Harry asked with a frown.

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"Yes, ominous, my dear, ominous!" cried Professor Trelawney.

She was shocked because Harry didn't understand and even asked her back.

"That big ghostly dog ​​that roams the cemetery! My dear child, this is a bad omen—the worst omen—a harbinger of death!"

Professor Trelawney raised her hands and waved them dramatically.

"And jackals - oh my God, jackals... Honey, if I were you, I would..."

"I think she's talking nonsense." Hermione suddenly felt that she understood Cassandra a little bit. She tugged on Harry's arm and said, "Forget it, I don't think this is a dog and a jackal at all, just a cup of tea. It’s just foam.”

"Perhaps Professor Trelawney made a mistake and the tea leaf actually looks like a donkey?" Seamus asked from the side.

Whether it was a donkey, a wolf, or a dog, Professor Trelawney seemed to be suffocating.

Her lips moved, and it took her a long time to spit out a sentence.

"That's all for today's class -" she said tremblingly: "We'd better finish class early. Please pack your things and be careful when walking - especially you, my dear."< br>

Her last words were of Harry.

The next class in the Divination class was Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

When they walked into the class, the classmates were still discussing the "ominous" thing about Harry.

They didn't think there was anything to be afraid of. After all, Harry, the person involved, was all laughing and joking and didn't take the "ominous" thing seriously at all.

"It seems that you gained a lot from the last class."

After Professor McGonagall walked into the classroom, she heard the hum of the students whispering to each other, smiled and said to them: "What did you learn in the last class?"

Hermione stood up and said quickly: "Professor, we just had a divination class, we read tea leaves, and-"

"Ah, of course," Professor McGonagall interrupted Hermione and frowned, "Well, I don't think you need to say any more, Miss Granger - tell me, who among you will die this year? Huh?”

Professor McGonagall's tone was extremely relaxed, as if she was talking about a very ordinary thing.

"Me." Harry raised his hand and said concisely.

It seemed that he was calmer than Professor McGonagall.

"Oh, it's you again." Professor McGonagall said calmly, "I'm not someone who likes to speak ill of my colleagues. Maybe this is Professor Trelawney's hobby. She always treats death as a welcome ceremony for everyone. Prophecy - but what I need you to understand is that divination is a confusing subject, and I have the least patience with divination because very few people can really predict the future."

"Professor, I think so too." Hermione laughed.

Professor McGonagall glanced at Hermione approvingly, feeling very pleased that Hermione could support her point of view.

During lunch, the news that Harry was predicted to die by Professor Trelawney had spread throughout Hogwarts, and all the teachers and students in the school regarded it as a joke.

Well, Potter dies...

He was the Boy-Who-Lived, the boy even Voldemort couldn't kill!

However, Cassandra didn't seem to think so. She glanced at Harry from time to time while eating lunch, and when Harry raised his head, he lowered his head as if nothing had happened and continued to cut the food in front of him with a knife and fork.

Draco really noticed his great-aunt's little movements. He lowered his head and did not dare to speak, but kept sighing in his heart.

Alas...

Great aunt!

Can you be brave?

If you care about others, just say it! Look at your appearance, no wonder Miss Grindelwald took advantage of you!

Now he has more or less realized what it means to hate iron but not become steel, and what it means to be unable to support a wall with mud.

With such duplicity like yours, it would be a miracle that you were able to snatch Harry away.

In the afternoon, there is Care of Magical Creatures class, and Hagrid is temporarily filling in for everyone.

Newt took a temporary leave because he was invited to the United States to investigate the magical beasts incident during the summer and would not be able to return home for a few days.

Hagrid's lectures were exactly as per the script, and he taught everyone according to the pace set by Professor Scamander.

Everyone originally thought that Hagrid could do something for them, but unfortunately...he didn't.

After dinner, Harry sat alone in the library, bored, and dug out the Marauder's Map given to him by the Weasley twins.

He actually wanted to see if Blake was in school.

"I solemnly swear that I will not do bad things!"

He lit the parchment with his wand until it transformed into a map.

Searching all the way from the first floor, Harry didn't even miss the bathroom, searching for traces of Black one by one.

After finding the Gryffindor common room, Harry actually saw the Sphinx's name on it.

Yes, it's called the Sphinx.

There were only two people in the common room, their names were Oliver Wood and Peter Pedillo.

He knew Wood, but Harry had no impression of this Pedro.

But Harry didn't pay much attention and just thought it was an upperclassman running around in the common room.

In fact, he is not a social terrorist, and he does not know the names of all Gryffindors.

Harry, who had found nothing, restored the map and put it back into his pocket. As soon as he went out, he bumped into Sebastian.

"Uh-huh." Harry felt a biting chill, and he turned around and complained: "Hey, Seb, can you stop being such a prank?"

Sebastian turned around and waved at Harry, smiling happily.

It's always a good thing to play tricks on your good brothers.

In the afternoon of the next day, Vivi also returned to Hogwarts.

Harry was studying by himself in the auditorium, but he found someone patted him on the back. When he turned around, he found that it was Vivi.

"Ah, you're back?" Harry said in surprise: "I still have..."

"Come on, come out with me first." Vivi smiled and pulled Harry up from his seat: "Let's go, let's go to the Black Lake..."

Harry happily followed Vivi and walked out of the auditorium.

On the Slytherin bench, Cassandra witnessed all this, and she couldn't help but clenched her hands.

She suddenly remembered that she still had an invisibility cloak, so she stood up and planned to follow him to see what happened.

Um! We can't let this little kid, Po Te, be taken advantage of by this bad woman! With this thought in mind, Cassandra came to a deserted corner, put on the invisibility cloak, and followed Harry and Vivi until they arrived at the Black Lake.

The two came to the Black Lake and sat on the green grass.

In the distance is the dazzling golden sun, and the warm breeze nearby blows on the face, as gentle and gentle as a lover's hand.

"Come on." Vivi sat on the grass, patted her side and asked Harry to sit down.

When Harry sat down, Vivi stretched out her hand to move Harry to the side, and Harry lay on her lap.

It was very fragrant, with the fragrance of flowers. Harry rested on his soft legs and felt a little lost for a moment.

Weiwei's waterfall-like hair fell on his face, making him feel a little itchy and a little flustered.

Cassandra in the distance watched all this, her hands tightly clasped together.

This shameless German woman! ! !

She roared in her heart, wanting to stop all this, but she didn't know why she should stop it.

"I've considered what you said." Weiwei said with a smile: "Join the duel hut? Of course, I have no objection."

"That's great of you to join in," Harry said with a smile, rolling over into a more comfortable position.

But when he turned over, he couldn't see Weiwei's face, and his eyes were blocked by justice.

Vivi reached out her hand and stroked Harry's face gently, with a gentleness that was intoxicating.

Cassandra on the side clenched her fists tightly.

This can't go on like this! She thought to herself, if this continues, this poor child, Pott, will be eaten up by Grindelwald...

Before she could make any more noise, a rapid barking sound came from not far away.

Harry stood up suddenly and looked back in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, he saw a big black dog that was growling at him and Vivi.

"What's wrong?" Weiwei asked nonchalantly.

"It's a black dog." Harry said. "It seems a little angry. I don't know who provoked it."

Weiwei turned her head, and the black dog slipped away quietly at some point.

"Professor Trelawney gave me a prophecy." Harry continued: "She said that I have 'bad luck', and bad luck is a black dog. Does this have anything to do with it?"

"Is it the black dog?" Vivi frowned thoughtfully. How did a black dog get connected with Harry?

"That's not true, it's what the prophecy book says." Harry said this and told Vivi about tea divination in detail.

After listening to Harry's story, Vivi smiled and stretched out her hand to pinch Harry's little face.

"Oh my god Harry, you are so cute. You believe such unreliable things - if you are really sinister, Gellert will definitely tell you."

Harry thought, Gellert tell me?

He longed to take me to make soup...

However, what they didn't expect was that the black dog... was indeed aimed at Harry.

The cry it made just now was intentional.

This black dog is none other than Sirius Black, who has just escaped from Azkaban.

He is now running in the Forbidden Forest, running, crying every time.

fork!

He roared in his mind.

I'm sorry for you! fork!

Our great boy, Harry! He was actually tricked by a Slytherin woman!

That woman looked several years older than him, and she had him under her thumb!

He looked up to the sky howling in grief and indignation, howling barking, and his two front legs kept digging at the ground.

Fork! I'm really sorry!

No, I have to keep a close eye on Harry, and I must not let him be deceived by a Slytherin woman!

How could our cute little Harry have a Slytherin girlfriend!

Slytherins are all inherently evil... bad guys, and we must not let Harry be led astray by them!

Thinking of this, Sirius made up his mind.

This time, in addition to catching the traitor rat, we also have to prevent Harry from being deceived by the bad Slytherin woman!

After being so disturbed by the black dog, Harry also felt that he should return to the Great Hall

He didn't know yet that the black dog was his godfather, Sirius Black.

Cassandra not far away was very happy.

This black dog is really nice and sensible...

She returned to the auditorium with brisk steps.

After Harry returned to the auditorium, he and Vivi came to Cassandra's side.

"Cassandra," Harry said, "I have something to ask you for—could you come with me for a moment?"

Cassandra raised her head, glanced at Vivi, and curled the corners of her lips.

"Oh, isn't this Pote who is with a bad woman?" She stood up and said, "Does Mr. Pote have something to do with me?"

After all, Cassandra was still very honest and followed Harry to the empty classroom on the second floor.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" Cassandra asked.

"I would like to invite you to join my dueling hut, Cassandra." Harry said straight to the point: "As you can see, you are a good friend of mine, and I would like to invite you to join the dueling hut..."

"So that's it..." Kassandra said leisurely: "But I'm sorry that I rejected you. I'm not interested in your child-like play house - Po Te, have you forgotten something? You You are a sixth grade student, not these idle kids, why are you always addicted to playing house?”

Harry wanted to retort, but before he could speak, Vivi spoke.

"It's like our dueling staff, Cassandra." Vivi said with a smile: "We will practice spells with each other, and there will also be some harmless duels - maybe I can understand this, you don't want to Face me in a duel? Duel with me?”

Cassandra, a tsundere like this, is very fond of provocation, especially provocation from her love rival.

When Weiwei said this, she immediately took the bait.

"It turns out that you are also playing house with Pott." Cassandra waved her hand and said: "Then I will reluctantly join the duel hut - but I have a request, Grindelwald."

"The person in charge of the duel cabin is Harry, not me, Cassandra." Vivi said with a smile.

"Okay, my request is that I want to duel with you in the duel cabin." Cassandra raised her head and said: "It has been many years since our last duel practice, right? Grindelwald - I But I want to see if you have made any progress more than a hundred years later than me!"

"Okay." Vivi said with a smile: "Don't worry, Cassandra, I will try my best to reduce my strength so as not to make some people cry..."

The two women looked at each other without giving in. You looked at me and I looked at you. Neither one wanted to give in.

At this moment, there was a burst of thunder outside, and heavy rain began to fall.

"Okay, don't do this again." Harry quickly stood between the two of them, but his height was not enough to stop them.

Cassandra is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and Weiwei... Weiwei is already 1.8 meters tall.

Where is Harry? He is just a little boy who is 1.6 meters tall - boys develop relatively late in terms of height.

"See you in the evening." Vivi said in a relaxed tone, "I hope you won't cry, my dear Cassandra."

"Really?" Kassandra countered in a sinister tone, "Oh, it would be great if your strength could match your words."

You two look at me and I look at you, but you still don't give in at all.

Then, they both snorted in unison and looked away.

After dinner, around seven o'clock, Harry quietly summoned everyone in the Duel Cabin and took them to the Room of Requirement.

Looking at the two extra eldest sisters in the team, everyone didn't know what to say.

Well, they are all from Slytherin.

"I really miss this place..." After entering the Room of Requirement, Cassandra came to her familiar seat and sat down: "It's just like before, isn't it?"

"Okay." Harry took the main seat and said to them: "As you have seen, the duel cabin in the Room of Requirement will be expanded again this time - we will welcome two new friends, first of all Cassander La Malfoy, please raise your hands to welcome her to the dueling hut.”

Everyone raised their hands, especially Draco, who raised his hands very high.

"I didn't expect you to have French ancestry." Ron said sarcastically.

The average wizarding family doesn't know the story of France's surrender. Ron also learned it from Hermione.

"My family does have French ancestry." Draco replied triumphantly, not hearing Ron's sarcasm.

"Cassandra passed, let's vote on Velatia Grindelwald." Harry said again.

It was still passed unanimously, even Draco reluctantly raised his hand because he didn't want to offend Vivi, a horrible woman.

He had personally experienced how Weiwei repaired Slytherin classmates, and he knew very well how terrifying transfer students were.

"Since it was unanimously approved, let us applaud these two ladies to join our team."

After that, Harry started clapping, and everyone followed suit.

Hermione cheered the loudest, she was a complete Grindelwald fangirl.

Of course, it was Weiwei who was Grindelwald, not some Grindelwald who failed and was locked up like a parrot in a cage.

"The holidays have passed, this is our first duel cabin activity in the new semester." Harry said with a smile: "In order to test whether everyone has neglected the duel, I think everyone should divide into groups of two to duel. Okay. ——Let’s start grouping.”

The two prickly-haired women gave Harry face. The moment he finished speaking, Cassandra stood up.

"Come on, Grindelwald." Cassandra stood up impatiently and said, "How about we two seniors, the seniors, set an example for everyone?"

Everyone sat up straight. They had all heard how Miss Grindelwald suppressed Slytherin, but they did not know how terrifying the process was.

And this Miss Malfoy is obviously not a good person...

"Okay." Weiwei stood up and took out the wand from her arms: "We should move a little to the side to avoid hurting the classmates, what do you think?"

The two of them came to the middle of the dueling venue in the Room of Requirement. In fact, the Room of Requirement was very wide, and it fully achieved what Harry wanted, increasing the size of the dueling platform.

It must be at least as big as a basketball court, Harry visually inspected it.

Cedric and the others arrived at the duel venue in anticipation and sat on the seats conjured up in the Room of Requirement.

"Harry, you be the referee."

Vivi turned to Harry and said.

Harry stepped forward without hesitation, cleared his throat and said, "Okay, then get ready!"

"Three!"

"Two!"

"One!"

After the words fell, the two women raised their wands together and chanted the spell in unison.

"Expelliarmus!"

Two rays of red light shot out from the head of the staff, became entangled together, and were annihilated in the air.

Cassandra moved quickly. She moved her wrist flexibly twice, and the empty seats beside her instantly turned into big snakes, roaring and lunging towards Vivi.

Weiwei pulled the chair and turned it into an explosive barrel, threw it into the pile of snakes, and then swung a chair that turned into an explosive barrel and threw it in front of Cassandra.

"VeraVerto!"

Kassandra turned the explosive barrel into a white mouse, which fell to the ground and squeaked.

She cast several red spells again and threw them in Weiwei's direction.

Weiwei used the reinforced iron armor spell to block these spells, and took the time to fight back two of them. The first spell collided with Cassandra's spell in the air, and the second spell hit Kassandra was in the same place.

"Hit!" Hermione shouted subconsciously.

However, Weiwei did not rejoice, but turned around warily.

Sure enough, Cassandra appeared behind Weiwei at some unknown moment.

"Depulso (retreat the enemy three feet)!"

The magic spell passed by the edge of Vivi's hair. A magic spell couldn't do anything, so Cassandra added another inflatable magic spell.

"I suggest you use this spell on yourself, Cassandra." Vivi said in a relaxed tone, raising the wand to fly away the spell, "Look - you are sixteen years old, and you are still so flat. , how can this be done? Even if I draw a straight line, it will be more curvy than you..."

"At least I'm not as shameless as you, Grindelwald." Cassandra turned the seats behind Vivi into fully armed knight armors, and they rushed towards Vivi with their swords: "I I hope you can spend your energy on studying instead of harming some underage children..."

After hearing Cassandra's words, everyone turned to look at Harry.

"What are you looking at me for?" Harry scratched his head and asked, "Is there something on my face?"

"They're obviously talking about you, mate," Ron warned in a low voice.

After hearing Ron's words, everyone nodded together.

Everyone knows what happened to Cassandra's "disaster to underage children" - because they can occasionally see Vivi holding Harry as if she were holding a child...
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It's no secret at Hogwarts either.

"Expelliarmus!"

Weiwei chained all the armored knights with a disarming spell, disarmed all their weapons, and then threw these weapons on the necks of the knights.

While doing all this, she even had the energy to use her armor to protect herself against Cassandra's spell, and even managed to knock her out cold.

"It seems that you are not very good, Grindelwald." Cassandra snorted and led a bolt of lightning towards Vivi, "I thought you were an insurmountable mountain -"

The thunder and lightning annihilated on Weiwei's shield. At the same time, the thunder on Weiwei's shield began to crackle and flash, like a barrier formed by lightning.

"Thunder shield, a good idea." Kassandra made a rare positive comment, and a water dragon suddenly spurted out from the wand in her hand.

The water dragon hit Weiwei's shield, but suddenly Weiwei's feet left the ground and floated in mid-air.

Kassandra's subsequent thunder spells hit the ground nearby.

"I have studied physics and know some basic common sense, Cassandra." Vivi said with a smile: "Your little tricks won't work..."

Hermione cheered and shouted: "Sister Vivi! You are so awesome!"

Maybe this is another kind of "learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you won't be afraid of traveling all over the world".

"You are indeed a difficult opponent, Grindelwald."

Cassandra raised the corners of her mouth, but her hands did not stop. Several giant pythons emerged from the seats on both sides to protect her.

Sure enough, the giant pythons fell to the ground one after another, being petrified and unable to move.

"You know me, and I know you, Grindelwald." Cassandra said leisurely: "Your ancient magic cannot be blocked by the shield, but it can be blocked by objects... But... the game has changed It’s over, Grindelwald”

At this moment, Weiwei's legs were entangled by two giant pythons.

"If you give up now..." Cassandra crossed her arms and said with a chuckle: "I will let you go, Miss Grindelwald."

"Don't even think about it!" Weiwei struggled to say.

"It's a pity." Cassandra snapped her fingers, and the two giant pythons opened their bloody mouths at Weiwei.

However, she suddenly felt something was wrong. Cassandra quickly moved to the side, and a magic spell flew past her nose.

"It's a good fake. It looks just like the real one." Cassandra gave Vivi a thumbs up: "If I didn't know how cunning you are, I would have been deceived by you, Grindelwald."

"I agree with you in your assessment. You are also a difficult opponent."

Weiwei and the fake body entangled by two giant pythons said simultaneously. The fake body was like a copy of her, and the sound it made was no different from hers.

"So, which one is the real you?"

Cassandra did not give up, and the two giant pythons strangled Vivi's fake body into a purple light.

"It's true." She took two steps back and used her shield to resist Weiwei's two probing spells.

The audience in the audience had never seen such a fierce duel. Everyone, including Cedric and Megan, stared intently at the duel between these two people.

Is this the strength of sixth and seventh graders? Hermione sighed in her heart, still looking forward to the fact that she would grow up quickly and learn so many powerful skills by the time she was in sixth or seventh grade.

However, Cedric and Megan didn't think so - they knew what the sixth and seventh graders were like... It should be said that even if they bundled all the sixth and seventh graders of Hogwarts together, it might not be like this. The ability to control spells.

Harry was a little worried, he was afraid that the two women would get really angry.

However, the duel on the stage continued, and dark clouds gradually climbed up around Cassandra's body; while Weiwei... Weiwei's side was lit with a circle of purple flames.

Whatever they thought, these two people looked really angry!

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(Wensi suffered from diabetes today, and even more so)

(The last 4,000 words are added to the 25,000 monthly ticket last month)

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