The noise is getting louder and clearer.

This seems to be a scream from a woman or a female ghost.

Just in a place like Hogwarts, what can happen to cause a woman (ghost) to cry like that?

Link and Cedric carefully distinguished the source of the sound, and unanimously got up and walked towards the hall.

At this time, the key node of the dinner time is approaching. Among the many students waiting for dinner in the auditorium, there are not a few who are as curious about this matter as them.

They whispered in a circle surrounded by hallways and stairwells. Some people looked shocked, some even looked terrified, but more people were gloating on their faces.

The only person on the scene with a lonely expression was Professor McGonagall.

She was standing directly opposite Link and Cedric, and seemed to feel very uncomfortable with the scene before her.

Link and Cedric squeezed into the crowd with a kind of Hufflepuff's help.

It was not until this time that they saw the real source of that scream.

Professor of Divination at Hogwarts-Sybil Trelawney.

At this moment, she was holding a magic wand in one hand and an empty wine bottle in the other, waving and threatening twice from time to time, and then she wound herself tightly around a pillar with her hands and feet.

All her hair was exploding, and her glasses were crooked, making one eye more magnified than the other.

Normally, she should be proud of, those countless scarves and shawls hung messily, making her feel that she is all in tatters.

At her feet, several large suitcases were erected obliquely.

The edges of these large boxes and the wheels of the chassis are damaged to varying degrees, and the traces seem to be brand new, as if they had just been smashed down from the stairs.

This is indeed the case.

Because the next moment, a small cowhide box was thrown down and hit the ground with a loud bang.

Professor Trelawney seemed to be taken aback by the sound. She curled up on the pillar and screamed:

"No! This can't happen... impossible... I refuse to accept... Dumbledore promised me!"

"Did you not expect this to be the case?"

A disgusting clip sound came from the place where the cowhide box just flew down. When everyone heard the reputation, they saw Umbridge slowly coming up the stairs, surrounded by a group of inspectors, "Although you The liar can't even predict the weather tomorrow.

Can be used as a person with normal IQ.

You should always realize that your poor performance in my class and no improvement since then will inevitably lead to your dismissal, right? "

"No—you can't! I have lived here for 16 years! Hogwarts is my home!"

Professor Trelawney screamed hysterically while waving her arms back and forth, seeming to want to enhance the credibility and persuasiveness of her words.

But what she didn't notice was that the arm she used to wave was still holding a magic wand.

The faces of the inspectors who were surrounded by Umbridge on the stairs changed in an instant.

One of them quickly pulled Umbridge to the back of the team and erected a protective wall with all of them.

The rest of the players raised their wands together.

"Except for your weapons—"

In a uniform chanting of spells, Professor Trelawney was completely overwhelmed by the red light, and the whole person was severely smashed against the wall, and then bounced back to the ground.

This huge impact obviously injured her internal organs and bones.

After landing, she barely supported her upper body, as if she wanted to say something.

But the mouth just opened, a mouthful of blood came out from the corner of his mouth, mixed with the dust on his face, forming a disgusting black-red color.

There was an exclamation from the surrounding crowd.

Everyone is a little unable to understand why these inspectors are playing so hard.

You know, Professor Trelawney just didn't have much intention to attack.

However, the inspectors who had done all this still did not relax their vigilance.

The red light on the tips of their rods not only did not dissipate, but became more dazzling.

The most important thing is that the pointed aim of their sticks pointed at the crowd of onlookers.

This is actually a well-understood thing.

After all, just this morning, a team of inspectors was beaten into the infirmary.

"Tsk tusk tusk, I bet she has at least three broken ribs, and one of them seems to be stuck in the internal organs. What a poor guy."

John leaned in at some point, and said with a slap in his mouth, "You can trust me at this point. I just finished first-aid diagnosis and treatment with Madam Pomfrey!"

Upon hearing this, Link and Cedric turned their heads to look at John.

Among them, Link asked puzzledly:

"What are you doing with that stuff?"

John glared at Link and said:

"Because Professor McGonagall dared not punish you! So the pot of the gang fight in the morning was thrown on me.

And Madam Pomfrey felt that it was necessary for me, the culprit who caused her to increase her workload, to be punished.

Ever since, I was forced to learn the practice therapy for a whole day, and I was not released until now!

Oh, God! You can't guess how many frostbite I dealt with today!

Those wounds are already about to fester!

Link, your action is too dark! "

Hearing this, Link and Cedric couldn't help but laugh, until they were punched by John alone, Link said with a smile:

"To be honest, I can't be blamed.

And I want to tell you a bad news.

Dinner tonight seems to be stewed bacon.

You should have seen it, right? After the thing is stewed, it looks almost the same as a frostbite wound. "

John's face changed, and he instantly covered his mouth and said:

"Oh! God!"

Seeing Link and others burst into laughter again.

Hermione on the side finally couldn't help it.

She shouted angrily at Cedric and John:

"Can't you be sympathetic? Professor Trelawney was beaten to vomit blood!"

After hearing this, the smiles on the faces of Link, Cedric and John gradually disappeared. They looked at each other, and Link opened his hand to Hermione:

"What does this have to do with us?"

"How come it doesn't matter?" Hermione continued, "She is our professor..."

"I'm going to correct you!" John waved his hand and interrupted, "She is just an external professor at Hogwarts, not mine. I didn't report the kind of divination, just need to compile about it. Little stories that you will be unlucky can be mixed into credit courses."

Harry and Ron beside the words touched their noses in embarrassment.

The reason they chose the divination course is exactly the same as what John just described.

Fortunately, they didn't care about their reaction at this time. Seeing that Hermione was still angry, Link continued:

"What's the matter? Hermione, I remember that you had trouble with Trelawney before?"

"That's right, but Umbridge is going to sweep Professor Trelawney out this time!" Hermione grabbed her hair and said with a distressed expression, "Professor Trelawney has no savings at all. , I still suffered such a serious injury, if I were driven out like this, I would die!"

"That's also a mistake she made herself."

Cedric retorted, "Hermione, you probably don't know yet? The reason why Trelawney didn't save is entirely because she spent all this money on wine!

As long as you go to her home in the attic above the divination classroom, it will be clear that there are almost full of wine bottles!

Many times you go to her fortune telling class. The reason why she looks so bewildered is because she is drunk!

A professor who was drunk even in class, I think he should have been expelled long ago! "

After talking, Cedric pointed to Trelawney's bottle that was still unwilling to loosen even after being so badly injured.

Hermione also noticed this, her head lowered, speechless.

"I don't agree with you!" Harry said suddenly. "Professor Trelawney was recruited by Dumbledore, and Dumbledore allowed her to live at Hogwarts.

I don't think Dumbledore would not know the habits of Professor Trelawney.

And if he knew, but he didn't drive away Professor Trelawney.

There must be a special reason that we don't know.

This is not something you can deny if you just say a few words! "

Harry stared at Cedric closely, his eyes sharp, and Cedric also looked at Harry, his eyes narrowed.

The atmosphere between them began to become more and more anxious.

I also knew that at this time the rest of the people on the side rang.

The two had a very unpleasant quarrel before, but the conflict was interrupted by the sudden Trelawney incident.

Now, Harry obviously wanted to continue with the previous topic.

Link shook his head helplessly.

Cedric had clearly discovered Harry's thoughts on Qiu Zhang, which made him become so aggressive.

Otherwise, according to Cedric's polite temper, he wouldn't even care about it with an emotional little boy like Harry.

What really makes Link don't understand is, where is Harry's self-confidence that makes him dare to fight Cedric like this?

Cedric is second only to Link in the entire Hufflepuff Academy.

Compared with the original book, this may seem weak at first glance, but in fact, because of Link's existence, Cedric, who has successfully lived to the present, has undergone a qualitative change in terms of influence and personal strength.

Such a campus figure is no longer something a ‘saviour’ like Harry can contend.

What's more, the reason why Dumbledore allowed Trelawney to hang around at Hogwarts like this.

The reason was Harry.

If Harry knows the truth, don't say to protect Trelawney, maybe he would like to have a thunderbolt explode and smash Trelawney's head to pieces, right?

With a sigh, Link finally said before the scene became more difficult to end:

"Well, don't continue to dwell on this topic.

Come and talk to us personally, how did Trelawney and Umbridge get into the current situation? "

Hearing that Harry and Hermione looked at each other, after a while, Ron cowered and raised his hand as if speaking in class:

"I think it might be because Trelawney likes to make predictions.

This is actually a very common thing. Almost every one of us who has taken a divination class has been predicted by Trelawney that he is about to die.

Take Harry, for example. The liar Trelawney said at the time that he would encounter misfortune, and said that a black dog was a sign of his death.

But the result?

Harry is still fine?

The others predicted by her were also fine.

So..."

"Say the point!"

John buttoned his ears impatiently.

This action drew Harry angrily at each other, but John didn't care.

Ron shrank his neck in fright, and hurriedly grabbed Harry, who was still trying to say something.

You must know that after experiencing the charm of the M.O.M.H.L factory, Ron has completely transformed into a pure hitman, fighting hard.

I can't wait to spend money in the factory 24 hours a day.

And John happened to be the manager of the M.O.M.H.L factory. It was strange that Ron was not afraid of John.

After easing his emotions, Ron hurriedly continued:

"The point is that Umbridge reviewed Trelawney's class when he first became a Hogwarts examiner.

The result was of course very unsatisfactory, so Umbridge scolded Trelawney severely and gave a severe warning.

Trelawney has held a grudge against Umbridge ever since.

In the beginning, perhaps because of Umbridge's flourishing relationship, Trelawney only dared to be there alone.

But recently... she has become bolder. "

"So," Link said, "Trilawney made up an unfortunate prophecy for Umbridge?"

Ron said somewhat gleefully:

"To be precise, Trelawney is saying that Umbridge will be imprisoned in Azkaban, or the cells with the strictest security levels in Azkaban. I guess she specified when she said these things It’s because I drank too much."

As soon as he said this, John, Cedric, and most of the other students around laughed.

In a big Hogwarts, there are not many people who like Trelawney~lightnovelpub.net~ After all, no one likes to be cursed every day.

In particular, Trelawney is particularly keen on letting students curse themselves-such prophetic stories can always get high scores in her exams.

But unlike the others, Link did not smile.

On the contrary, the expression on his face was extremely stern.

Because he hates the role of Umbridge too much, he remembers the story about Umbridge very clearly.

In the original book, Umbridge’s final fate was indeed sentenced to life imprisonment and imprisoned in a cell with the highest security level in Azkaban.

Such things, when you think of Trelawney's status as a professor of divination, it's hard not to make people think about it.

And just when Link was full of suspicion, the inspectors on the stairs seemed to finally confirm that the crowd below was actually not threatening.

They slowly dispersed to both sides, and finally revealed Umbridge, who was hiding in the center of the team.