The dripping stone monster jumped aside when it heard Harry read out the password written on the parchment, "Almond Biscuit". The spiral staircase brought Harry to the door, and the door opened.
Harry, who had been invited to sit in his usual seat at the headmaster's table, sensed that Dumbledore's expression was different from before. He looked tired and angry.
Harry hesitated. What could have made Dumbledore so anxious?
"Do you want two pieces of biscuits?" Dumbledore pushed a plate of almond biscuits on the table towards Harry. "Do you still remember Mrs. Olim Maxim, the headmaster of Boothbarton Academy? She baked it herself and sent a lot to me and Hagrid. I've been enjoying eating this recently. It's rich and sweet with the taste of almonds. It's crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. It has many different flavors, and the sugar content suits my taste. "
"Thank you, Headmaster Dumbledore." Harry did not stand on ceremony. After so long in class, he was really hungry. Moreover, the muffin in front of him had an irresistible rich almond aroma, which was different from the strange tastes of light magi. He picked up a muffin and put it in his mouth.
The almond biscuit had distinct layers, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. After taking a bite, the first thing one tasted was the thin but crispy outer shell, followed by the soft and dense inner layer. Unlike the texture of cream, the almond biscuit's tenacity supported the filling and added a bit of chewiness to the soft filling.
"It's good to be young … I'll have another one too …" Dumbledore watched Harry eat and could not help but raise his pinky and middle finger to pick up a piece and eat it himself. He then wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled as he directed the teapot to pour each of them a glass of iced lemon juice.
Dumbledore took a sip of his drink. "You've successfully survived the most difficult first stage. It seems that Sirius is a good teacher … You must remember the next spell sooner or later. You must not miss a single word, or all your previous efforts will be wasted."
"We've been persevering, but until now, no one has been able to feel the second heartbeat." After the hardest part, the mandrake in his mouth, Harry never let up on the incantation. He could not bear to fail and start all over again. Although he was used to eating and talking with the mandrake in his mouth, and would not chew or swallow it, the taste was enough to experience it once.
"Don't rush. Look at the weather. The storm may not come so soon …" Dumbledore smiled as he refilled Harry's tea. "Oh … old people have bad memories. Miss Granger seems to have a thunderbird."
"Yes, Hermione said that as long as we can feel it …"
At this moment, there was a knock on the door
"Come in." Dumbledore frowned. The door to the spiral staircase opened. Professor Sybil Trelawney in a strange outfit appeared at the door.
Compared to before, Professor Trelawney still looked crazy, but upon closer inspection, she had changed a lot.
Professor Trelawney's large glasses had been replaced. The new glasses were inlaid with colorful crystals. In the past, Professor Trelawney always had countless chains and beads on her body, but now it seemed that she had more. Even her messy hair was decorated with colorful beads. However, the quality of those accessories looked much better than before.
The color and style of her clothes were more exaggerated than before. The emerald magic robe she wore was embroidered with many ethnic patterns, and the green shawl on her shoulders shone.
"Principal Dumbledore, I need to talk to you about the divination professor." Professor Trelawney greeted and walked in. When she passed by Harry, the strong smell of incense on her body was very pungent. Harry couldn't help but lean back.
She looked at Harry with her frighteningly large, shining eyes. Her soft, unclear voice sounded in Harry's ears, "Ah, my dear child, I'm so happy to meet you in the material world."
Harry looked at the Divination Professor blankly. He realized that the change in appearance made the Divination Professor look even more mysterious and crazy. Her nonsensical lines made him think that maybe the crazy girl would grow up to be just like her, if only she would wear her famous anti-demon glasses.
Dumbledore directed a chair to fly to Harry's side and gestured for Trelawney to sit down.
"Harry, please wait a moment and continue eating. We'll talk later." Dumbledore poured another drink for Harry and focused on Professor Trelawney.
"Sybil, this almond biscuit is really sweet. Don't you want to try it?" Dumbledore pushed the plate of biscuits to Sybil.
"Thank you, Dumbledore, but the pattern formed by the crumbs you just dropped doesn't look good," Trelawney said to Dumbledore through the steam rising from the teacup.
Harry heard it and almost choked on the biscuit in his mouth. He coughed a few times and quickly drank a mouthful of lemon juice to calm down.
"Don't worry, Sybil. I believe we won't be in any danger in the near future," Dumbledore said in a relaxed tone.
"Your vision doesn't exceed the boundaries of the secular world," Professor Trelawney said in a muffled voice. She pursed her lips and looked unhappy, "I have the ability to see the future. Dumbledore, you have to worry about your hobby."
"Of course, Sybil. I have no doubt about that." Dumbledore nodded helplessly and asked directly, "You said you wanted to talk about the divination professor. Is there a problem?"
"Dumbledore, you can't let that horse steal my divination class!" Professor Trelawney's voice suddenly didn't sound as muffled as before. She clearly expressed her dissatisfaction.
"Firenze's divination class is very popular. He's a qualified professor. As far as I know, Sybil, you're very busy right now. With him sharing your divination class, you'll be able to relax a lot. "Dumbledore's finger tapped on the table as he persuaded.
"I don't need it. I can handle it." Trelawney's big eyes rolled around, "Dumbledore, I think that horse will leave sooner or later."
"Dear Sybil, as long as Firenze is willing to be the divination professor, I will never kick him out." Dumbledore's tone was firm.
"Dumbledore, you can't refuse the hint of fate." Professor Trelawney leaned back on the chair and raised her hand to push up her big glasses. The bracelet on her wrist clinked with the beads, "You have to know that Harris TV Station has sent me a full-time invitation. If you can't correct your attitude, I might consider their invitation."
"Dear Sybil, I don't think there's a need for us to continue this conversation." Dumbledore looked at Professor Trelawney through the top of his crescent-shaped glasses. His fingertips touched, his tone was a bit annoyed, "If you have to make that choice, I'll be very sorry, but I'll also respect and bless your choice."
"I'll consider it carefully, Dumbledore, I will …" Professor Trelawney's voice was a bit sharp. She stood up angrily, the jewelry on her body clanked against each other because of her sudden large movement.
She left with her head held high, without looking at Harry. She pushed open the door and disappeared up the spiral staircase.
Dumbledore tiredly rubbed his forehead with his hand.
"Professor, will Professor Trelawney really resign? She looks very unhappy. " Harry took the initiative to fill Dumbledore's cup with lemon tea, "Her TV show is very popular among the witches. Mrs. Weasley and Lavender both like her very much."
"Thank you, Harry. As for Sybil, I respect her personal choice, but I don't think Sybil will leave, Harry. Just like you, the Hogwarts is her home. She'll be angry because of Firenze, but she won't choose to leave … "Dumbledore sighed deeply," Divination is much more troublesome than I thought. I've never taken this kind of class before … Firenze accepted my invitation last year to replace Sybil who was fired by Dolores Umrich. However, because of this invitation, Firenze was thought to be a traitor of the centaurs and attacked him. I can't just let Firenze return to the Forbidden Forest. He's not that hostile towards humans and is more friendly. Harry, we can't let him down … Even if Sybil really plans to leave the school to host Harris TV show because of this. "
Hearing Harris' name reminded Harry of what happened in today's Transfiguration and Ancient Magic class, "Professor, Theodore Nott definitely did it on purpose. They're deliberately causing trouble."
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