Vol 2 Chapter 857: Examining Divination Lesson

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In fact, just as Fanlin guessed, Harry saw Professor Umbridge before he even attended the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.
In the gloomy divination class, when Harry was taking out his one-month-long dream book, Ron pushed Harry's ribs with his elbow.
Harry looked around blankly, only to find that Professor Umbridge appeared at the door of the classroom. The originally pleasant atmosphere disappeared without a trace, becoming very quiet.
This sudden change interrupted Professor Trauni’s thoughts. She was muttering and reading the report about the dream she submitted. She raised her head and looked around.
"Good afternoon, Professor Traoni" Umbrich said with a smile, "I think you must have received my note? When will you accept my examination?"
A trace of panic flashed through Trauni, and she nodded in general understanding, and seemed very upset about it. Her attention quickly moved away from Professor Umbridge, and then she looked at the report.
Professor Umbridge remained smiling, and grabbed the back of the nearest armchair, and brought the chair to the front of the classroom, only a few inches from Professor Trauni.
Umbridge sat down and took out the folder with papers from her colorful bag, looking a little eagerly looking forward to starting class.
Professor Trauni looked at the entire class through her somewhat exaggerated glasses, and at the same time tightened the shawl with her slightly trembling hands.
"Today, we will continue to conduct research on dreams rich in prophecy." She tried to calm down and tried to use her usual tone, the kind of mysterious, low, and slightly trembling voice saying "specific subdivisions, A careful analysis of dreams in recent time will help to realize the prophecies represented by dreams.

When Professor Trauni stood up, she found Professor Umbridge sitting on her right. She immediately turned around and walked towards Attila and Reid on the left. The two of them were enthusiastic about Attila’s latest dream. discussion.
Harry opened his "Dream Prophecy" report while secretly observing Umbridge’s dynamics. She was engrossed in taking notes. After a while, she noticed Trauni walking around in the classroom, from time to time. Listen to the students' discussion and answer some questions.
When he noticed Umbridge walking by, Harry hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to be reading.
"Hurry up, think of a dream," he said to Ron, "just in case that nasty guy comes over."
"It was me last time," Ron protested, "this time it's you."
"Oh, my God, I don't know." Harry said disappointedly. He hardly remembered the dreams he had in the last few days. "If I were to say that I had a dream—it was a dream of Snape drowning in my cauldron!"
"Okay, let's do that." Ron smiled and opened his dream prediction. "Okay, we should add your age and the date of occurrence to your dreams. This can increase credibility?"
"So, do we mean ‘drown’? ‘The Crucible’? Or ‘Snape’?"
"It doesn't matter, choose any one." Harry said as he looked back at Professor Umbridge who was standing next to Professor Trauni, recording some questions the fortune-telling teacher asked Neville about his dream.
"Did you dream of this again?" Ron was completely absorbed in the calculation.
"I don't know, maybe it was last night, if you like it," Harry replied, trying to hear Professor Umbridge ask Professor Trauni's question.
At this moment, they were as far away as he and Ron were only a table. Professor Umbridge recorded it from time to time, and Professor Trauni looked very bored.
"So far," Umbridge suddenly looked up and asked Professor Trauni, "How long have you been in this position? Can you be precise?"
Trauni frowned, crossed her arms, and hugged her shoulders tightly. She seemed to hope that this would make her feel safe in this insulted examination. After a short pause, she decided to answer the question, but did not hide it. My own strong dislike.
Professor Trauni replied in her unique angry tone, "Almost sixteen years."
"A long time," Professor Umbridge said, while writing notes in her notebook, "Dumbledore appointed you?"
"Of course." Professor Trauni answered quickly. I was in a hurry, the professor went on to take notes, "Are you the great, great-great-granddaughter of that great prophet Cassandra Trauni?"
"Yes," Professor Trauni said, raising her head. For wizards, the glory of ancestors is beyond doubt.
Umbridge went on to record, "There is a problem, if I am wrong, please correct it. You are the second person in your family to have this ability since Kassandra, right?" Umri Qi continued to ask.
"This kind of thing is not very certain, not every generation has this ability, uh, uh, almost 3 generations." Professor Trauni replied.
Professor Umbridge smiled, "Yes." She said with a sweet smile, recording something from time to time. "Very well, then, can you predict anything for me?"
She looked a little skeptical, but still smiled and asked Professor Trauni.
Professor Trauni's body stiffened visibly, as if she didn't believe her ears, "I don't understand what you mean."
While talking, he pulled the shawl with a trembling hand, and wrapped it tightly around his thin neck.
"I mean, I hope you can make a prediction for me." Professor Umbridge said clearly.
At this time, it was not just Harry, Ron watched them carefully and listened carefully to their conversation. At this time, most of the classmates had already noticed. At this time, Professor Trauni stood with her chest tall, and the chain beads on her wrist jingled.
She angrily said, "This ability is not something ordinary people can see!"
"Of course, I know." Professor Umbridge said gently, recording. "I—but,—but,—stop!!!" Professor Trauni said suddenly, she tried to make her tone as mild as usual, and slightly mysterious, but all this was broken by anger Up.
"I, I think, I can indeed predict something! Something that is closely related to you, but why, why do I feel something evil, dark, and even some death crisis?" Professor Trauni His fingers quivered and pointed at Professor Umbrigi, while Professor Umbridge was still smiling gently, but his eyebrows were slightly raised.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid, you are now in extreme danger~EbookFREE.me~ Professor Trauni has finished her prediction. After a slight pause, Umbridge looked at Professor Trauni.
"Okay," she scribbled, still maintaining a gentle attitude. "Very well, see if it's what I told you!" She turned around, and Professor Trauni stood still.
Harry turned his head and looked into Ron's eyes, knowing that Ron was thinking about the same question as himself: They both thought Professor Trauni was an old liar, but on the other hand, they hated Wu more than they were. Mrich, so they are still on Trauni's side.
However, this situation did not last long, until she suddenly picked up the report from them, "very good," she said, slamming her broken finger into Harry's nose, behaving a little abnormally, but very agile. "Let's take a look at the report of your dream." She used her words to mediate Harry's dream (somewhat vaguely, it seems to be talking while drinking oatmeal, but it clearly indicates bad news), He didn't sympathize with her a little bit.
Professor Umbridge was standing not far away at this time, recording. At this time, the get out of class bell came from above the silver ladder. Ten minutes will be the defense against the dark magic class. When they walked into the noisy classroom, Professor Umbridge was still smiling.