As the weather got hotter, Harry found the divination class the hardest to endure. Not only because of Professor Trelawney's dreamy voice, but also because the divination class was as hot as a steamer. Professor Trelawney never turned off the stove.
When Harry walked up the stairs that led to the silver ladder and the trapdoor, he even wanted to turn around and run away.
Sure enough, Professor Trelawney's dark classroom was so hot that it was suffocating. The smell of incense was stronger than usual.
Harry walked to a window with the curtains drawn and felt dizzy.
"My dear," Professor Trelawney sat on the winged armchair and looked at them with her strangely large eyes, "We have almost finished talking about planetary divination. But today is a good time to study the role of Mars, because it is currently in a very interesting position. Please look over here, I will turn off the lights... "
She waved her wand and all the lights went out. The stove became the only source of light. Professor Trelawney bent down and took out a small model of the solar system in a round glass case from under the chair.
Harry looked at it lazily as Professor Trelawney began to explain the strange angle formed by Mars and Neptune. The strong smell of incense hit him, the breeze from the window caressed his cheeks, he could hear the soft buzzing of an insect behind the curtain, his eyelids drooped...
He rode on the back of an owl, flying in the bright blue sky until they reached an old house covered in ivy on the mountain. The breeze caressed Harry's face, they flew lower and lower until they finally flew in through a broken window on the top floor. Now they were flying along a dark corridor, there was a door at the end of the corridor, they flew into the door, it was a dark room, the windows were sealed...
Harry was no longer on the back of the owl, he watched it fly behind a chair with its back to him, there were two black shadows beside the chair, they were moving.
One was a big snake, and the other was a person — a woman with a slim figure. She was whipping a man hard, laughing wildly.
The man was forced to hide in the corner by the fireplace by the woman's tight whip, he curled up on the carpet, gasping for breath and sobbing...
"Don't scare him, Najini has a good sense of smell, and remove the wrapping paper before feeding him." A cold and sharp voice came from behind the chair.
The snake hissed. Harry saw it spitting its tongue, it sat on the tattered carpet in front of the fireplace, it looked very ferocious.
"Forgive me, master." The woman immediately pointed her wand at the man who was trembling violently on the ground. "His soul has left his body."
Harry saw that the man who was whipped like a tattered carpet immediately stopped trembling, his eyes empty, he stood up, took off his clothes one by one, and then walked naked to the snake.
"Najini, sometimes I'm even a little jealous of you!" The woman made an inviting gesture to the snake.
Snake???? Slithering towards the man, Harry saw that the snake was at least twelve feet long, the man who was controlled by the Soul-Seizing Spell did not show any fear. He was one of the black wizards who caused trouble during the World Cup during the summer vacation, and had been wanted for half a semester. He heard that the cross-country operation organized by Aura had gone to Albania and arrested many of these people. Obviously, he was not on the wanted list, but now he could only take the initiative to face the wavy body of the giant snake.
The giant snake left a winding, wide trail in the thick dust on the floor, and slowly the distance between them was getting closer and closer.
It straightened its body, starting from the diamond-patterned tail, and coiled around the man, gradually tightening, and opened its mouth wide...
In fear, the scar on Harry's forehead burned with pain, and he screamed...
"Harry! Harry! "
Harry opened his eyes. He was lying on the floor of the classroom, his hands covering his face. The scar was still burning with pain, and he was in so much pain that tears came out of his eyes. The pain was real. The whole class stood around him.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Of course he's not okay!" Professor Trelawney looked very excited. Her big eyes stared at Harry, and she approached him eerily. "What's going on, Potter? An omen? An illusion? What did you see? "
"Nothing." Harry lied. He sat up and felt himself trembling. He could not help but look around, peeking into the shadows behind him. The voice of Lord Voldemort sounded very close...
"You were covering your scar!" Professor Trelawney said. "You were covering your scar and rolling on the floor! Come on, Potter, I have experience with these things!
Harry looked up at her.
"I think I need to go to the hospital," he said. "I have a terrible headache."
"My dear, you're obviously affected by the hypervision in my classroom!" Professor Trelawney said. "If you go away now, you won't see what you've never seen before —"
"I just want to see the painkillers," Harry said.
"Harry, let's go and tell Allen first." Hermione followed Harry and picked up Harry's bag.
Harry nodded. Indeed, in Hogwarts, besides Dumbledore, he felt that the most powerful person was Allen.
He stood up. Other than Hermione, who stood by his side, the rest of the class retreated one after another with uneasy expressions on their faces.
Harry and Hermione walked towards the trapdoor, ignoring Professor Trelawney. She looked depressed, as if she had been deprived of a sumptuous feast.
At this time, Allen and Luna were leisurely feeding some prawns, crabs, and salmon to the giant squid by the black lake. The squid happily patted the surface of the black lake with its huge tentacles. Under the reflection of the sun, colorful ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.
Allen found that Luna had been looking for the giant squid recently. Today, she had bought a lot of seafood to feed it. He couldn't help but worry. She wouldn't want to become a giant squid, right? This kind of creature exerted great power in the water and was almost useless on land.
"Luna, since you don't want to take the blood of Zhuo Geng and the others for experiments, do you have any Animagus that you want to change? I can try my best to find one for you."
At this moment, Allen seemed a little confused. Close? Youpang Zhu Tan Wu? "Oh?" Sewing? Swaggering? How can you be so worried? Is it difficult to steal, punish, and startle? A certain Sha Wu? Chang Shu-ni? Huanghuang Huan? Q Daoji Jiao Fangji Sang? Which Yu Ya? Shaoyuanwa Yizan Jiao Shu!
Convincing Hermione to overcome her psychological barrier and use the wand to absorb the souls was really a difficult task. Her kind nature made her unable to bear to see these ferocious and cruel eight-eyed spiders that even fed on humans die innocently, not to mention that even their souls would be annihilated.
Allen spent a lot of effort to convince Hermione that Lord Voldemort would return with his army of Death Eaters and that Hermione needed to increase her strength to protect the things that were more important to her. Only then did he convince Hermione to take this step and start to purify and consume the eight-eyed spiders. Then he spent a lot of effort to make Hermione happy again after she started to wipe her tears.
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