The Druid Master of Hogwarts Chapter 592

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At lunch, Hermione spoke again, angrily.

Because Snape said that this time the rating was based on .l., Miss Know-it-all was very concerned about it.

Harry, who got the "d", didn't want to talk, except for the final exam, he didn't get an "a" in Potions.

Ron on the other side also disliked Hermione's Versailles and said, "Come on, I only have a 'p'! You're already very good with an 'a'."

"Speaking of..." Fish asked curiously while eating lunch: "What do these letters mean? Fish are all 'o' and 'e', ​​and have never seen other cats."

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Everyone was silent for a moment, and unanimously decided that they were too lazy to bother with this Versailles cat who was standing and talking without backache.

"Meow?"

"Cough..." Although Hermione was dissatisfied with Snape's partiality, she still explained the confusion for the cat: "'o' means 'excellent', 'e' means..."

She hesitated, because Hermione's grades were basically "o" except for Potions and a brief divination class, so she didn't quite know what the "e" represented.

"It was 'exceeded expectations'," added George. "I always felt that Fred and I deserved an 'e' in every subject because we came to the exam to exceed expectations."

The others laughed, and Fish sensed the pattern of the letters.

"So, the first letter is right, Meow?" Feixu tilted his head and lost interest in this matter instantly.

But Hermione continued to whisper in his ear: "Then 'a', which stands for 'pass', which is the lowest pass line..."

"The 'p' is 'poor', then," Ron raised his arms, pretending to celebrate, "and then the 'd' for 'terrible.'"

"There's a 't' after that," George reminded him.

"'t'?" Hermione asked, visibly startled. "Lower than 'd'? What does 't' stand for?"

"'Troll,'" George said without hesitation, prompting another burst of laughter.

Then they talk about Umbridge, the new senior investigator, whom George and Fred met in Charms class.

"How's it going?" Harry and Hermione asked at the same time, and even the cat raised his head curiously.

"Not bad," Fred said, shrugging his shoulders. "Umbridge just huddled in the corner and kept taking notes on the clipboard. She didn't say much, just asked Arya how much. A question, to find out what the usual class is like."

"Strange meow..."

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Feixu scratched his head suspiciously, feeling that the development of things was different from what he imagined...

If the Ministry of Magic didn't want them to learn how to fight, shouldn't it be the professors' trouble? Especially the more practical courses such as transfiguration and magic spells.

"What's so strange?" George looked at the cat suspiciously. "Flitwick teaches very well. He always makes everyone pass the exam."

Fish felt that there was nothing to hide, so he told Fudge's thoughts and his own guesses.

And Hermione didn't stop her. She had to contact other students and reopen the dueling club in private, so that everyone could be mentally prepared.

After listening to Fish's description, the surroundings instantly quieted down. Except for Harry and others who already knew the situation, everyone's faces showed absurd expressions.

"This is probably the funniest joke I've heard this year..." Fred shook his head and sarcastically said, "How did Fudge graduate from school? He should only be able to get 't in all his subjects. 'Bar?"

And Harry followed Fish's train of thought and said, "Yes, if Fudge wants to stop us from 'forming an army', he should deliberately target Professor Flitwick."

"Maybe he needs a good reason too?" Fred guessed. "And the Ministry of Magic isn't all Fudge."

"Yes," Hermione recalled the newspapers she had read in the morning, "like Guslda Marcheban and Tiberius Ogden, they were not just protesting the appointment of an Inquisitor to Hogwarts. Resigned? Although I think it's more like Fudge forced it."

Soon, the real reason why the Ministry of Magic sent a senior investigator to Hogwarts spread from Gryffindor to other academies. After hearing such a ridiculous reason, even Slytherin laughed. and complaining voices.

The lunch ended in such a noisy atmosphere. Harry and the others packed up their things and surrounded Fish to the north tower, ready to go to the divination class, while Hermione separated from them and went to her arithmetic divination. .

Not long after Fish and the others found their seats in the dim divination classroom, the trapdoor on the floor opened again, and the squat Umbridge squeezed up from below.

The classmates who were talking and laughing suddenly fell silent. Professor Trelawney, who was walking around distributing the "Guide to Dream Interpretation", heard the voice in the classroom suddenly drop and turned around.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney," Umbridge said with that grin on his face again. "I'm sure you got my notice? It says check the time and date of your class."

Professor Trelawney nodded with a stern face, looking very unhappy, turned his back on Umbridge, and continued to hand out textbooks.

And Umbridge didn't care, moved a chair and sat on the edge of the podium, then took out the clipboard from his fancy bag, and waited for Professor Trelawney to start the class with a smirk.

Professor Trelawney finished distributing the book, and then asked everyone to continue in pairs, interpreting each other's dreams, while she herself, as usual, came to Fisher with the teapot and sat down.

"So, have you been having that dream lately, Fish?"

"Yes, meow!" Cat Mao replied, "I dreamed of her last night!"

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Talking about the big tree in the dream, Fei Xu seemed very excited, and he planned to go to the Forbidden Forest at night to see if his patron saint had changed.

"Cough, cough." Just when Fish was chatting happily, Umbridge, who had walked around the classroom, leaned over, "Sorry, excuse me." She whispered, "I can A few questions for you, Mr. McGonagall?"

"What do you want to ask me?"

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The interrupted cat glared at her toad face with dissatisfaction, and Professor Trelawney, who had been smiling while listening to Fish talk about his dream, also turned his face again.

"A few simple questions," Umbridge smirked indifferently. "How do you like Divination? Did you like Professor Trelawney's?"

"Very good, Fish likes it very much." Mao Mao shook his ears and said truthfully: "Sybil's dream interpretation is accurate! He always likes to scare Harry."

Umbridge was stunned for a moment, looked at Professor Trelawney with some surprise, and then made a few notes on the clipboard.

Then she asked Trelawney, "So, how long have you been in this position, exactly?"

"Almost sixteen years." Professor Trelawney didn't seem to like her questioning tone, so her attitude was rather blunt.

Naturally, Umbridge pretended not to see it as always. She then asked a few more common questions, and Professor Trelawney answered them with a stern face.

"Well, I wonder if you can prophesy something for me, eh?" Umbridge said suddenly.

"I don't understand what you mean." Professor Trelawney frowned deeply, as if he thought the request was rude.

"I want you to make a prophecy for me," Professor Umbridge said clearly.

Anger appeared on Professor Trelawney's face, and she was about to refuse when she felt someone pulling her robe beside her.

"Sybil, are you going to interpret Umbridge's dreams or do a tea divination meow?"

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When Professor Trelawney looked down at him, Fish gave her a quiet wink.

Now that he knew that Umbridge was here to trouble the professors, Fish would naturally not let the two conflict.

Although it was unclear why Fish did this, Professor Trelawney chose to believe Fish without any accident. She suppressed the anger and guilt in her heart, looked at Umbridge, and asked dryly, "You What do you think? Or do you want to divination in other ways?"

"Can't you predict directly?" Umbridge smiled amiably, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Didn't you inherit Cassandra Trelawney's second vision?"

"Divination is not such a casual thing, and the Third Eye is not easily used." Professor Trelawney said flatly.

She regained her composure under the reminder of Cat Cat, and she also recovered the skill of pretending.

Although Umbridge still didn't feel that Professor Trelawney was at a high level, she was too lazy to waste time on it. She glanced at the brass teapot on the table and said softly: "Then Tea divination, what do you need me to do?"

"Miss Patil, please bring me a tea cup, the fourth one from the left in the third row." Professor Trelawney said calmly.

Parvati got up immediately, ran to the cabinet beside him, got the cup, and put it on the small round table where Fish was sitting.

Professor Trelawney filled it with tea, pushed it in front of Umbridge, and said lightly: "Drink until only the tea residues are left, then shake the tea residues in the cup with his left hand three times, and then put The cup is upside down on the tray."

Umbridge did so impatiently.

When the tea was drained, Professor Trelawney took the teacup directly from Umbridge's face, then lowered his head to examine it carefully.

At this moment, Fish quietly stretched out his hand under the table and patted Trelawney with a tranquilizer.

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When I looked at HP, I was very puzzled. Since it was aimed at Dumbledore and prevented the students from becoming stronger, what was the use of removing Trelawney and Hagrid?

Divination and protection of magical animals are both elective courses, and they cannot enhance their own strength, and the level of these two professors belongs to the worst group. After they are removed, they will not send people from the Ministry of Magic to occupy positions. Let Dumbledore find a new professor...

It's just taking away the loneliness~www.mtlnovel.com~ and the Hogwarts grading standard... Anyway, the first part was still based on points. Hermione said that her spells class had 112 points. According to her In terms of performance settings, I estimate that it is a 120-point system.

There is also the original book. Hermione doesn't know how many ratings it has, so it's quite abnormal... To be fair, with Hermione's character, she should have figured out all the ratings a long time ago, rather than the fifth grade. That figure out.

In addition, I think "t" should mean "terrible" (terrible), of course, trolls are not impossible, after all, it is a magical world.

Only in that case, a single troll is a bit unorganized. If the previous results are also represented by magical creatures, it feels more in line with the setting of the magical world.

Thanks for the reward of wine poetry ww.

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