Qingqing Potter scratched his head and said in confusion: "I always feel like something is wrong. Why is he running so fast?" He turned around and asked Hermione: "Am I at a disadvantage?"
Hermione facepalmed: "Isn't this still 250? Have you forgotten that 50 of the 300 are already earned points?"
Qingqing roared: "Old liar! You deceived me!" Gryffindor shook his head, and other houses snickered, but they were also in the category, especially Hufflepuff, who only had more than 300 points a year.
Well done, it was directly tied by Qingqing Porter. This year it is destined to be at the bottom again.
A group of Aurors were also speechless. Can the score of Hogwarts be kept stable by cheating? Moody complained: "Does your daughter widen the gap in the entire academy by herself?" James and Lily
very happy.
Qingqing turned into animagus state, came to Moody and sniffed, and the hat automatically said: "It smells of alcohol, it's the Mad-Eye I know."
Mad-Eye suddenly lost his composure, grabbed the cat's neck, looked at him levelly and asked, "What is this, the Mad-Eye you know?"
Qingqing was not used to it and scratched Moody's face. Three bloody streaks were scratched on Moody's face. However, this kind of wound without magic damage can be easily healed by a wizard. Moody's magic eye turned
It was super fast. Qingqing happily slapped the eye and removed it.
Lily couldn't stand it anymore, so she quickly wrapped up her cat and gave the eyes back to Moody. Moody was speechless, and Qingqing's hat said: "We'll find out next year. I hope Voldemort will give him some help to stop the chain."
A group of people nodded, and Lily slapped Qingqing on the head and said, "Can't you just hope for something better?"
Qingqing said: "This is good. If that guy doesn't play his cards according to the routine, it will be troublesome. Who knows where the half-faced guy is hiding? I don't know where he is hiding. I don't know who he is and where he is."
Catch him?"
Well, the whole audience was silent, and soon a group of Aurors said that this statement, it seems, seems to be okay, this is embarrassing. Moody also suddenly thought about the worst direction, that is, he might be impersonated? Everyone
I thought about it, and the way I looked at Moody was wrong.
Now that school has just started, Gryffindor has a low score of 300. The twins said that they can have fun. When the first class finally came, it was a divination class. Qingqing rolled her eyes and was speechless.
Therefore, Qingqing went directly to Dumbledore and asked: "Can I make up for the divination class? I know everything she can calculate right, and I know everything she doesn't know. She doesn't know what I don't know, either.
Why should I take this class?"
Dumbledore said: "Isn't it possible?"
Qingqing took out the book of birth and death: "You ask, this is a book from the ground. It can't be found. The chance of it happening is very small, otherwise this guy will have to self-check for viruses."
Dumbledore's mouth twitched and he said, "Well, you cheated."
Qingqing replied: "You old liar." Dumbledore snickered. Although she said she would not attend class, she still chose to sleep in Sybill Trelawney's class.
This is a rather weird classroom. Well, how can I say it? It feels like a tea restaurant in an attic. There are some round tables with Indian-style printed cloth on them, and there are small cushions on the seats next to them. Each
There is also a dim, scarlet light shining on this thing.
The curtains are drawn, and many lamps have dark red lampshades. The classroom is basically warm, but a bit depressing. The fireplace is full, there is a big copper kettle, and there is some fragrance. There are lights beside the round wall.
It's a shelf, with all kinds of weird displays on it, including feather ornaments, candle holders, old playing cards, countless silver crystal balls and a lot of tea sets.
Qingqing chose a table that looked good, threw the soft cushion on the table, and then poked Dumbledore's leave note on the table. Then, she turned into a kitten, and then jumped to
On the cushion, I took out the quilt, covered myself with the quilt, and turned on the sleep mode.
Everyone was dumbfounded, 666, are you sure you are here for class? Most people just laughed. On the other hand, Trelawney was not angry at all. As a person in the divination industry, she still listens to the book of life and death.
As she said, she added on Dumbledore's note: "Graduated."
After doing this, she said to the others: "Welcome here, it's great to finally see you in the tangible world." Qingqing raised her eyes and glanced, well, she is really like a fortune-teller gypsy.
Strange jewelry, necklaces and beads, bracelets and rings, no matter how you look at them, you feel that there is something wrong with this guy's aesthetic sense.
But this is not important, it really is not important, she is here to sleep. No one is competing with her for the table, it is just a little squeeze, and besides, with a score of 300 at the bottom, Qingqing can do whatever she wants.
Trelawney kept nagging, and Qingqing soon fell asleep. Even when get out of class was over, she was taken away by Hermione.
When they arrived at the Transfiguration class, seeing that they still didn't wake up, Professor McGonagall said directly: "Don't wake her up, just continue. Anyway, she got perfect marks in the Transfiguration class."
Hermione rolled her eyes and ignored it. Hermione was still obsessed with Trelawney's lessons. Can she really predict the future?
Mag said calmly: "Miss Granger, you can think that divination is one of the most inaccurate subjects in magic. To be honest, I have the least patience for divination. There are very few people who can truly predict the future.
And, hey."
The Transfiguration class was still taken by Furui Mubo, but Hermione directly judged the Divination class as a rubbish subject. When she threw the book, she heard: "Meow!", not for someone else who was sleeping soundly.
, was startled by the sound of hitting the table.
Looking at the situation around her, she expressed doubts: "Who messed with Hermione?"
Hermione said speechlessly: "Divination class, what the hell, why does she become a professor?"
Qingqing rolled her eyes and saw that she was in the auditorium, so she turned into a bird and flew into the sky, and then told everyone: "First of all, even if you are wizards, in terms of race and rank, you are still no different from mortals.
As a mortal, divination is inherently unreliable. After all, correct divine predictions, even by gods, will be struck by lightning. This is a rule given by heaven and earth, but
Rules can also provide enlightenment to weak beings, which is one of the reasons why Professor Trelawney is basically not very effective. Secondly, the predictions made by others are correct from a certain perspective.