In order to alleviate the embarrassment caused by the question of Newt Scamander, before everyone could react, Tiera drew a spell on Rita Skita who had sneaked in.

"Tiella!" Newt Scamander froze for a moment, then called immediately, "What are you doing?"

Tiera waved her wand, and a fiery whip of fire was ejected from the wand, hitting Rita Skita directly—

"I'm expelling vermin," Tiera said. "Professor Dumbledore has clearly instructed that Rita Skita be banned from the campus."

While speaking, Tiera continued to beat Rita Skita while waving the long whip of flames, causing her to scream and be in a state of embarrassment.

"Tiera! Stop, Tiera!" Newt Scamander rushed over and grabbed Tiera's hand from behind, preventing Tiera from continuing to attack Rita Skita.

"Sorry, Ms. Skita." Newt Scamander politely apologized to Rita Skita while twisting Tiera's hand, "Our little warrior...well...because, because of puberty Yeah, because of puberty, the mood is a bit—"

"Go to hell! Bed bugs!"

Unexpectedly, Tiera broke free from Newt Scamander's shackles and once again swung the long whip of flames at Rita Skita——

"I won't let you spy on Headmaster Dumbledore's secrets!" Tiera shouted, drawing until Rita Skita fled.

"Go away bugs! I won't tell you Dumbledore's secret!"

After seeing Rita Skita go away, Tiera shouted again.

"Dumbledore's... secret?" Newt Scamander asked hesitantly after Rita Skita ran away.

"You know, it's about him and Grindelwald." After Rita Skita ran away, Tiera returned to her normal appearance in an instant, "Just to divert Rita Skita's eyes away. , don't keep staring at me and Harry."

Newt Scamander:  …

Newt opened his mouth, but in the end didn't know what to say, so he had to close it honestly.

"Okay, then let's continue our question—"

"Oh, look." Tiera interrupted suddenly, "They've subdued the blow-tail snails, I'll go take a look."

Saying that, Tiera ran away.

"Alas..." Newt Scamander sighed helplessly, and then wrote in his notebook——

"The first contact with the little monster failed, prepare for the second contact."

After writing, Newt Scamander closed the notebook, sighed, and sat on the pumpkin to continue watching Tiera.

After the farce in the Fantastic Creatures class, the afternoon was taught by Trelawney's divination class.

After a month, Harry was finally sitting at a divination table with Ron again.

To keep Professor Trelawney happy, Harry and Ron have been prophesying each other's deaths before "giggling".

This annoyed Professor Trelawney a little.

"I think!" she said suddenly, her voice low and mysterious, but that didn't hide her obvious exasperation. "Some of us..."

- she stared at Harry meaningfully -

"If I saw what I saw last night doing my crystal ball divination, I'm afraid I wouldn't be so frivolous. I was sitting here last night, immersed in my needlework, and suddenly had an irresistible urge to ask for advice. Take my crystal ball. I stand up, sit in front of the crystal ball, and stare into the depths of the crystal... Say, what do I see staring at me?"

"An ugly old bat with oversized glasses?" Ron muttered in a low voice.

Harry tried his best to keep his face from laughing.

"It's death, my dear." Professor Trelawney said solemnly.

Both Parvati and Lavender covered their mouths with their hands, looking horrified.

"Yes . . . yes . . . " Professor Trelawney nodded solemnly, and said, "It is coming, it is getting closer, it is like a vulture circling overhead, lower and lower . . . The lower, just above the castle..."

She stared sharply at Harry, who unabashedly yawned.

But after Professor Trelawney stared at Harry for a while, his expression suddenly froze, and his eyes were blurred and he looked ahead——

"I saw death."

Trelawney grinned, said in a low voice that was not her own, and looked at everyone in the classroom.

But his eyes stopped on Tiera and Harry for a while.

"I saw the sacrifice." Trelawney laughed—

She laughed as if there was thick phlegm stuck in her throat.

"I saw dark forces rising from the smoke, I saw sacrifice, I saw blasphemy...I saw blasphemy!"

Professor Trelawney shouted, and Tiera, who had been mumbling with Hermione at the table next to Harry, raised her head and looked at Trelawney.

"The power of blasphemy and evil descended from the sky."

Professor Trelawney continued.

"That burning giant tree stretches toward the boundless universe... ugh...cough...cough..."

Trelawney said, and then suddenly, her whole body throbbed, and after retching a few times, it gradually returned to normal——

"Oh, sorry, kids," Trelawney said. "It's so stuffy here, I just took a nap, um... what did we just say, oh yes, death."

When Tiera saw Professor Trelawney's appearance, she couldn't help but fell into contemplation——

Apparently, Trelawney just made another prediction.

And it was a true prophecy.

It's just... what does her prophecy mean?

Tierra thought.

"She's played this trick almost eighty times. If it wasn't like that, it would be a little scary." After class, Harry could not help comforting Tiera, who was still thinking, "But if every time she Say I'm going to die, I'll fall to the ground and die, and I'll be a medical miracle."

"Um..." Tiera said listlessly—

Professor Trelawney's prediction is too vague~lightnovelpub.net~ Even Tierra cannot get any important information from it.

"You're going to be a super-condensed ghost. After all, you've been predicted to die several times. You must be denser than other ghosts, maybe like Peeves and throw things like us." Ron "At least we don't have homework."

"Oh yes, Tiera!" When she came out of the divination classroom, Hermione suddenly tugged at Tiera and said--

"Well... let's go to the library." Hermione said, "Just now, I think there are some things that need to be revised in the "Declaration of Equal Magic of Life" we just discussed."

Tiera looked at Ron and Harry, and then at Hermione, who had a determined face—

"Well... well, let's go." Tiera said, "I also think there is room for improvement."

——Writing a book and saying that Da Yongsheng, a person who has the same ambition and even common understanding with himself, will be a firmer anchor for himself.

When she returned from the divine dimension, the stronger Hermione's inner belief was, the easier it would be for Tiera to recall everything about herself.