The weather has become much warmer as time enters the early spring.

The snow covering the world's surface began to slowly melt, and the water vapor and stagnant water brought by the melting snow moistened the air, watered the earth, and began to repay nature with a new situation.

Although this makes Filch's job extraordinarily difficult-the students always have dirty water on their boots when they return from going out, and they are thrown everywhere.

But he also had to admit that the arrival of spring made him feel much better.

At the same time, greenery finally broke out on the withered branches in the Forbidden Forest. The hibernating animals hiding in the underground caves are slowly waking up. Almost all creatures are rejoicing with the arrival of spring.

But Harry is an exception.

Since Dumbledore vetoed his judgment that time, Harry's mood has not been very good these days.

He didn't even want to eat his favorite veal steak for lunch.

This can be seen only from his action of poking a steak with a fork like an enemy.

Suddenly, a hand suddenly stretched out, hiding the fork in Harry's hand, and saving the steak that was already rotten.

"Harry, don't waste food!" Hermione said with a serious face, "Don't you know? There are still people in this world who are in famine! For example, refugees in Africa, let alone steak, even a piece. You can't even eat brown bread!"

Harry rolled his eyes and rolled his head impatiently.

He disliked the way Hermione preached to him, which reminded him of Professor McGonagall.

Yes, he doesn't like Professor McGonagall now.

The reason is that when he was in the principal's office last time, Professor McGonagall not only failed to speak for him, but also severely reprimanded him.

Harry certainly knew that Professor McGonagall was right, and he was the wrong one himself.

But the unity of knowledge and action is an ideal state that human beings will never be able to achieve, and it is inevitable that he will have resentment towards Professor McGonagall in his heart.

Hermione was also furious at seeing him, and she raised her eyebrows as if she was about to break Harry's head back to continue talking.

But Ron sighed at this moment, who was doing his meal and his face was happily (greasy).

He stretched out his greasy hand to grab Hermione's arm, and Hermione drew back in shock before both hands touched.

Ron wiped his hands and mouth nonchalantly before trying to say to Harry:

"Harry, I don't think you really need to be so sad. Although Dumbledore doesn't believe what you said, at least Link believes it, doesn't he?"

"He is indistinguishable from Dumbledore. They are just playing me!" Harry said depressed. "If he really takes this matter to heart, he should hurry up to warn the Ministry of Magic and tell Snape. Drive out of Hogwarts, so that the guy wants to hold me all day long and use panthera on me!"

Ron narrowed his mouth and said:

"I think it's not Link's fault at least in reminding the Ministry of Magic.

Maybe Link had already warned the Ministry of Magic.

But you don't know what the Ministry of Magic is.

Those guys are so stupid that they don't even want to believe that the mysterious person has been resurrected. How can they believe that the mysterious person might attack the warning of the Department of Mystery?

As for Snape..."

"You can't blame Link at all about Snape!"

Hermione said with a cold face, "Ask yourself, if Sirius is said to be a spy sent to the Order of the Phoenix by a mysterious person, can you bear to expel him?"

Harry frowned, shook his arm and said:

"This is different! Sirius is my godfather, and Snape..."

"What's the difference?" Hermione snarled in a suppressed voice. "Have you forgotten the rumors that Snape gave Link and the others a few years ago?

All this is true! Whether it's Occlumency, potions, or the magic that Link uses most often now, these are all taught by Snape!

Link, and that Miss Victoria, their feelings for Snape are not weaker than you and Sirius!

Didn't you realize how fierce the stinky woman looked at you when you said in the responsive room that Snape might be a spy?

In my opinion, Link has been restrained without punching you on the spot!

And you still want him to drive Snape out of Hogwarts? "

Harry was speechless by Hermione.

He instinctively wanted to refute, but no matter how he thought about it, he felt that what Hermione said was reasonable.

Link has done a good job.

Standing in his identity, there really was no way to do anything to Snape.

It was Link's limit that Harry could hand this matter to Dumbledore.

Harry wanted to apologize, but he couldn't say anything when he reached his lips. He just made his face flushed.

At this moment, Ron suddenly raised his hand and said weakly:

"It's not that I want to refute you, Hermione, but I think Miss Victoria is really not a stinky woman, you are jealous..."

"Oh? Do you like that stinky woman?" Hermione was suddenly furious like a lion. "If you like it, go after it! We will help you, especially George and Fred! You think I'll go in a while Talk to them about how to help you."

Ron said with a horrified expression:

"No! I don't like Miss Victoria at all! Uh... No, I mean I don't think much about Miss Victoria!

Merlin! Hermione, do you want to kill me?

If Link really thinks I have a different mind, then I will definitely die! "

Hermione continued to look at Ron coldly.

The jealousy that Ron had just blurted out had completely offended her.

Hermione reluctantly gave up until Ron began to apologize and beg for mercy.

Everyone else around me in this scene laughed.

Everyone saw this as a pleasure, and no one would think Ron really had the guts to pry Link's wall.

In this joyful laughter, Harry seemed to think of something, and his whole face turned redder.

After teaching Ron, Hermione didn't care about it. She tapped Harry on the head and said:

"Since you are not thinking about eating lunch, don't eat it. I have to go to the divination class as soon as possible, and you should also go to the divination classroom."

After that, Hermione got up first and walked towards the exit.

Harry lowered his head when he heard the words, and followed without a word, unhappy.

Ron, who was at the end, scratched his head incomprehensibly when he saw that Harry hadn't been amused by the funny scene he had just made deliberately.

But he soon chased after him, approached Harry and said mysteriously:

"Harry, I dare say that Hermione must now regret giving up on divination in the first place!"

"Are you referring to the new professor of divination?" Hermione said without looking back, "I never really liked horses."

"He's not a horse, but a horseman!" Ron retorted, "and he is a very handsome horseman. I heard that many of the girls in Pavetti and his group have a secret affection for the professor."

When Harry heard that his attention was finally attracted, he frowned, shook his head incomprehensibly and said:

"But... they are humans, and the professor is a horseman, how can they..."

While talking, Harry gestured with two thumbs and made a kiss.

"This is how you are ignorant!" Ron said nonchalantly, "There are so many wizards in the magical world who have combined with magical animals.

Isn't Hagrid a typical example?

But really, how do you think Hagrid's father gave birth to Hagrid with the giant?

Did you use a swelling curse?

After using the swelling spell, it can still have..."

"Enough! Stop it, you filthy fellow!" Hermione scolded, "Rather than caring about interracial fertility, you might as well take a look at Professor Trelawney!"

Ron shrunk her neck when Hermione yelled, and whispered:

"I did go to see her, and I was with Pavetti. It's just that Trelawney is not in good shape. She has been crying and said that she would rather leave Hogwarts than continue with Umri. Stay in the same castle."

Speaking of this, Ron deliberately lowered his voice again, "But I think she is making excuses. The reason why she wants to leave Hogwarts is probably because Link and Dumbledore have found a horse to replace. Her position so much that she feels embarrassed in the relationship.

As you know, old-school pure-blood wizards like them always care about these imaginary reputations. "

"I remember, you seem to be an old-school pure-blood wizard, right? Mr. Weasley."

Hermione said lightly suddenly, making Ron's eyes red.

He faltered there for a long time before spitting out:

"I...our family is different from those people!"

Harry saw that Ron was really anxious this time, and hurriedly persuaded him:

"Okay, we all know, Hermione just made a joke with you, it's okay."

Ron's emotions gradually eased, and Hermione pursed her mouth, standing there without saying a word.

After a while, she said in a somewhat relaxed tone:

"You have nothing to do with me, what do you do with me? I remember that the divination classroom is in the North Tower!"

"How do you think Firenze is going to climb the stairs?" Ron said indignantly, "We are going to class 11 now, which was announced on the bulletin board a few days ago!"

Hearing that Hermione's chest rose and fell violently, she glared at Ron and said:

"That's right, it's time for us to part ways too!"

After speaking, Hermione walked up the stairs without looking back.

Harry originally wanted to say something to Hermione, but Ron pulled him closer to another corridor leading to classroom 11.

"Parting ways? Huh! I wish I was so, I've had enough of her for a long time!"

Ron whispered.

Harry wrinkled when he heard the words, and said embarrassedly:

"Don't say that, Ron, Hermione...she's actually just talking angry."

"Angry words? Don't I think that way? Even if you are angry words, there should be a measure! And she?" Ron said angrily, "She will only bully us! Even if she is beaten twice, it doesn't matter. She even dared to talk about my family this time!"

Harry's brow furrowed tighter.

He felt that Ron and Hermione were both half-hearted.

After all, Ron was the first to speak yellowish in front of Hermione, and then to tease Hermione with such a bad topic.

These are the words that he couldn't say in front of Ron.

Ron on the side seemed to think more and more angry, and finally gritted his teeth and said:

"That's why I decided! I will ignore her for two whole days and let her have a taste of not having friends!"

Ron seemed to think this would be a good means of revenge. After speaking, he became cheerful and even hummed a small song.

The two of them marched all the way towards No. 11 classroom.

Classroom No. 11 is actually a typical abandoned classroom.

There are many abandoned classrooms like Hogwarts.

They feel like closets or storage rooms that are easily overlooked, often filled with dust and a lot of clutter that you may never remember to use.

But after actually entering the classroom with Ron, Harry was stunned.

Because what appeared in front of him was not a ragged classroom with a musty smell in his impression, but a piece of greenery.

The floor of this classroom is full of damp moss and trees growing from the ground. The lush branches and leaves of these trees are all over the ceiling and windows, making the room full of mottled and soft green light slanting in from the branches and leaves.

Being here is like standing in the middle of a forest in spring.

There were already many people in the classroom at this moment.

They all looked a little nervous, either sitting nervously on the mud, or leaning against tree trunks and rocks, and hugging their knees with their arms.

And their professor Ferenze in this divination class is in the middle of the classroom, bathing in sunlight.

"Harry Potter."

He seemed to notice Harry's arrival, turned around with a smile, and stretched out his hand while talking.

"Uh-hello."

Harry shook his hand in a panic.

Horseman Firenze's big hands were warm and dry.

The long white and golden hair gleamed in the sunlight, coupled with the pair of pure and sapphire-like eyes, which made Firenze's image at this moment very close to the legendary holy angel.

"Everyone should have arrived, so let's start the class."

Firenze said with a smile, and then directed Harry and Ron to sit on a stump next to the wastebasket.

It is worth mentioning that Harry found that his classmates were looking at him in awe.

Obviously, they were impressed by his friendship with Firenze.

Because Firenze, a horseman, is still scary in the eyes of most people.

Of course, there are exceptions to UU reading www.uukánshu.com.

The eyes of Pavetti and her girlfriends have been locked on Firenze, and their eyes are about to flash with little love, like a slut.

This made Harry somewhat suspect that what Ron had said jokingly before might be true.

But Harry could understand this.

After all, if you put aside the four hoof legs, Firenze is an extremely elegant type in both looks and temperament.

Such a man is definitely the prince charming candidate in the dreams of little girls!

Especially Firenze is born with the unity of man and horse (laughs).

Even Harry others were somewhat affected by Firenze's aura.

Since shook hands with Firenze, Harry only felt that his original irritability had eased a lot.

"Maybe it's the right place this time."

Harry said softly to himself.