v3 Chapter 468： Intruder

"Dear Sybil!" Professor Albus Dumbledore's peaceful voice came from inside the room, but his tone was a bit like a pressure on his heart:

"I'm sorry, but I do have another date later, so..."

"Is that why you are rudely kicking me out of your office, Dumbledore?" the hysterical female voice argued.

Astoria Greengrass quickly recognized the owner of this voice—she seemed to be Professor Sybil Trelawney, the teacher of the divination class.

"Of course not, but I don't think we have much to say..." Dumbledore's tone became slightly irritable.

"Very good! Very good!" Professor Trelawney seemed to have been hurt a lot, and murmured: "If you are not willing to drive away that horse and insist that he share the divination course with me, that's fine. ! Although I am very happy at Hogwarts, maybe I will find a school that appreciates my talent more..."

"Of course, I have no doubt about this, Sybil..."

"That **** horse, I even suspect that the mead I drank last time was his poison... He was just to get me out of Hogwarts and my class, thereby deceiving my students. People!"

"Sybil, it was just an accident, and it has nothing to do with Firenze, I can swear!" Dumbledore raised his tone, his tone a little impatient.

"Poor children, they were all deceived by the divination horse who didn't understand what it was, and by its lies....under the influence of it, they became hostile to me..."

"Enough, Sybil!" Dumbledore seemed to be angry.

"Like what happened in that room, they threw me out and hit me with my sherry bottle... They were still cheering and celebrating this bad behavior..." Professor Trelawney He didn't notice the headmaster's anger at all, and continued to complain.

"What, what did you say?" Dumbledore's tone changed suddenly, and his anger disappeared in an instant: "Sybil, you just said that someone threw you out, where is it?"

I-um! "Professor Trelawney said, and at the same time she wrapped her shawl around herself with some vigilance: "I was walking alone, thinking about some ominous signs I happened to see... I got to the hidden room on the eighth floor. , On the right is the tapestry where the giants dance, and on the left is the smooth and hard stone wall-I don’t know if you know where, the principal..."

"...I suddenly remembered that I had some sherry bottles hidden in it, and I was going to get those bottles out. As a result, I just opened the door and was thrown out by a few students head-on. Rude and impolite... They are still happy to cheer in the house, celebrating this bad behavior!"

The principal’s office fell into a brief calm--

"I'll investigate this, Sybil!" Dumbledore said quietly, "Help you find those who are rude to you."

"Thank you very much, principal!" Professor Trelawney said while holding the shelf, pulling on her shawl and the many shining beads: "But if I make a small prediction, I can know their identity. ; It’s just a prophecy, it’s not used to pay attention to matters in this secular realm...

"I understand you very well, Sybil!" Dumbledore issued an eviction order for the last time: "It's just that we have been delayed for too long, if you have nothing else..."

Professor Trelawney straightened up when she heard these words, with a very arrogant look: "I will not be begging to pester anyone who disrespects me, Dumbledore, goodbye!"

...

Professor Trelawney opened the door and quickly disappeared on the spiral staircase.

She didn't even notice Astoria who was standing behind the door, and when Astoria heard her coming downstairs, she seemed to trip over and almost fell.

Pursing her lips, holding back a smile, Astoria walked into the principal's office.

Albus Dumbledore who had just heard the voice had disappeared, and in his seat, replaced by the young face of Jon Hart.

"Please close the door!" Jon's voice was worried.

"Professor Trelawney is still unhappy about Professor Firenze?" Astoria complied, and then sat in front of the principal's desk and asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm not happy." Jon nodded. "The divination class is more troublesome than I thought. I can't let Firenze return to the woods because he has been expelled. I can't let special Lilawney left, because that undoubtedly put him in danger, and Tom would be happy to take a Hogwarts teacher who was running away as a hostage."

Astoria wanted to ask "Who is Tom", but she did not speak.

"You are more and more like a principal now!" She said with a smile.

"Yes, I agree!" A sharp voice came from the wall.

But Astoria was not taken aback by the sound, but politely saluted the vocal portrait.

Principal Phineas Black also elegantly changed his hat, revealing his naked head.

"Let's talk, what's the problem today." Joan glanced at Astoria indulgently and asked with a smile.

"I want to ask about Gobalot's third law, I have never understood this!" Astoria took out her "Intermediate Potions Making" and said seriously: " Professor Lagerhorn said in yesterday’s class that this is the focus of the .LS exam..."

"Gobarot's third law, the antidote of the mixed poison is greater than the sum of the antidote of each individual ingredient." Jon thought for a moment, and then replied:

"This means that if we have used Skapin’s Mantra to correctly analyze the ingredients of the potion, our primary goal is not to simply choose the antidote for each individual ingredient, but to find additional ingredients, which can pass nearly The procedure of alchemy transforms various unrelated components..."

Astoria earnestly wrote down what Jon said.

"...And Gamp's Law of Transformation..." Astoria continued to inquire.

Jon thought about it for a while again continued to answer for her.

The two of them were so tacitly aware that one asked and the other answered. The portraits on the wall kept chattering from time to time. The atmosphere in the principal's office was very warm.

...

The clock on the wall struck eleven unknowingly, and Fox called out lazily.

Astoria stretched, raised her head and suddenly saw Jon's worried face, and asked with some concern: "Is there anything important?"

"Yes, Professor Trelawney just reminded me inadvertently that some things have to be advanced!" Jon nodded.

"Then I will go back first!" Astoria said quickly.

"Well, you go back, I have to do something too!" Jon replied calmly.

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