Vol 2 Chapter 930: Reminder and protector

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere of the scene became a little embarrassing, Fanlin even couldn't bear to watch it, because you never knew what your teammates were doing, or whether they were even people...
Firenze slowly turned to look at Justin, and Justin immediately understood that he had asked a very rude question.
"I just...I mean... I'm really sorry" Justin finished speaking in a very low voice.
"Centaur is not a human servant or plaything." Firenze said calmly. There was a sudden silence around, and then Pavetti raised her hand again.
"Professor, may I ask why your people banished you?"
Fanlin’s spirit is coming. This is also a question that Fanlin is concerned about. Why does a centaur appear at Hogwarts? You know, those centaur in the Forbidden Forest are very abominable to human wizards, but Freize stands. Here, teach the students of Hogwarts the centaur's treasured divination?
Oh, of course, it's another matter if you don't learn.
"Because I promised Dumbledore to take this job," Firenze seemed to be aware of everyone's inquiry, "and they saw it as a betrayal to our people."
This reminded Harry that nearly four years ago, when Firenze let him ride on his back and sent him to a safe place, Franz's tribe bae (bae, meaning of bane) had Yelled at Firenze and said Firenze was "a vulgar mule."
He wanted to know if Madara had kicked Firenze's chest.
This is probably a punishment for the occupancy fee. For semi-primitive tribes like Centaur, there is always something symbolic to expel, just like the mark of a slave.
But in Fanlin's view, Firenze didn't seem to care.
"Let's get started," Firenze said, and he swished his light yellow tail, raised his head against the top of the leaves, and then slowly lowered his head. When he came down, just as he did this, the light in the room became more dim, making them now look as if they were sitting on a clearing in the forest in the dawn, and at the same time, stars appeared on the ceiling.
The classroom was full of exclamations and gasps, and Ron sighed in a volume that everyone could hear, "Oh my God!"
"Lying on the ground," Firenze said in a calm tone, "Observe the sky. For those who have the ability to see, here are the curses and blessings of our destiny."
Harry lay his entire back on the floor and stared at the ceiling. A twinkling red star was blinking at him above his head.
"I know you learned the names of these planets and their moons when you were in astronomy class," the fat buttocks said quietly, "also depicted the movement of stars in the sky. Centaur was untied centuries ago. The mystery of the motion of these stars. Our present tells us that we can see our future in the sky above us."
"Professor Trauni taught us astrology," Pavetti said excitedly, raising her hand, she lay on the ground and stretched her hand in the air, "Mars can cause accidents or destruction or such things. And like now, when it is at an angle to Saturn," she drew a right angle on her head, "this means people should be extra careful when handling hotthigs."
"These," Franz said quietly, "all nonsense from people."
Fanlin almost laughed out loud. In fact, the feeling of lying down and looking up at the starry sky is not bad, but for things like astrology and divination, I am really sorry.
However, Firenze really did not save face to Professor Trauni, although the latter used most of the time, here it refers to Professor Trauni’s 99% of the time spent in divination. Nonsense...
Pavetti's hand fell weakly to his side.
"Minor injuries and minor accidents," Firenze said, bumping his feet on the damp floor. "These will only make the ants rush out of the house and will not affect the celestial bodies. Operation."
"But Professor Trauni..." Pavetti said in a wounded and angry voice.
"Just one person," Franz said simply. "Moreover, he is a person whose eyes are slanted and by your race."
Harry turned his head slightly to look at Pavetti, she and the few people around her looked angry.
"Professor Trauni may have seen something, but I don't know," Firenze continued, and Harry heard the swish of his tail wagging as he walked up and down before them." But basically, she wasted too much time on the meaningless self-flattering that some humans call fortune telling. However, what I want to explain here is the intelligence of the centaur, which is very objective and fair. We look at the sky, and Looking for symbols that sometimes show up there is a wave of great evil or transformation, but it may take ten years to determine what we see.
Firenze pointed to the red star directly above Harry. "In the past ten years, the signs in the sky have only indicated that the wizards are in the brief peace of the two wars. However, the sparks that represent the wars shone brilliantly above our heads, suggesting that the war will be in the near future. It ignites again. How fast is it? Our Centaur tried to predict by observing the burning and flames of certain herbs and leaves."
This is probably the most unusual class Fanlin and Harry have ever had. They did not actually burn the philosopher's grass and sweet mallow on the classroom floor. Firenze just told them about some of the shapes and symbolic meaning of these spicy smoke, but he didn't seem to know that they were among them. It’s not that anyone can see the signs he described, but just tell them that humans have always been very bad at this field. Centaurs have spent many years in this field with sufficient capabilities, and warned humans not to believe such things too much, because even It is a centaur, and the interpretation of these messages is sometimes wrong.
He didn't put teaching them first, like any human teacher Fanlin had encountered in the past. Instead, he wanted to tell them that nothing, even the knowledge of a centaur, was extremely safe.
"He isn't very clear about anything, right?" Ron whispered, extinguishing their sweet mallow flames. "I mean, I need some details about the war we are about to face, do you want to know too?"
At this time the school bell rang and everyone jumped up. Harry had completely forgotten that they were still in the castle, and was convinced that he was in the forest. All the people lined up, and looked a little at a loss.
"Initially, there is no 100% certain event." Fanlin said, "but when we study, we must keep in mind that this is knowledge, with uncertainty, but..."
Just as they were talking and trying to line up with the others, Firenze called out, "Harry Potter and Fanlin El, I have something to tell you."
Harry turned around, and the centaur was standing a little ahead of him, and Ron hesitated to stay.
"You can stay." Franz told Ron. "But please close the door."
Ron followed Firenze's instructions and quickly walked over and closed the door. "I mean, you have a friend named Hagrid, right?"
Said the centaur.
"Yes." Harry replied.
"Then please bring me a warning. What he is trying to try is not feasible. He must work harder to stop (abandon) it."
"What he is trying to try is not feasible." Harry repeated blankly.
"He must work harder to stop (abandoning Lands, nodding and saying, "I should have warned him myself, but I was banished. It is not wise for me to approach the Taboo Forest. Even if there is no peace. In the centaur battle, Hagrid has had enough trouble."
"But what is Hagrid trying to do?" Harry asked anxiously. Firenze looked down at Harry without emotion.
"Hagrid helped me a lot lately," Firenze said, "and he has won my respect for a long time for his care for all living things. I shouldn't betray his secrets, but he must know what he does. What you are trying to try is not feasible. Please tell him. Good day!"
After speaking, Firenze turned and disappeared behind the woods.
"What does he mean?" Ron said in confusion.
"It's Glope." Fanlin said helplessly. It is obviously not suitable to communicate with Harry and Ron if he leaves half of his words for the professor of divination.
In fact, if it hadn't been for Fanlin's handling of Glop's affairs in the Forbidden Forest before, Fanlin would not know it.
...
As the gloomy March entered the turbulent April, his life once again fell into a long series of anxiety and troubles.
Umbridge continued to participate in all the courses in the care of magical creatures, which made it quite difficult for Harry to convey Hagrid's warning about Firenze. In the end, Harry had no choice but to pretend to forget to take away his handout of "Rare and Exotic Beasts and Their Places" during get out of class one day, and returned to Hagrid again after class.
When he relayed Hagrid Firenze's warning, Hagrid stared at Harry with his huge black eyes, and it was obvious that Hagrid was shocked by this. Then he worked hard to restore his composure.
"Firenze, good boy," he said bluntly, "he doesn't understand what he's talking about in this matter. Me, what I'm trying is getting better and better."
"Hagrid, what do you want to do? Because Glop is at war with the Centaur tribe?" Harry asked seriously. Where did he learn about Centaur's attitude towards alien races from Fanlin, and fighting seemed to be the only feasible option.
"You have to be careful, Umbridge has fired Professor Trauni. If you ask my opinion, I think she is still doing the same thing. If you are doing something you shouldn’t do, Then you will..."
"Some things are more important than keeping a job!" Hagrid said as he gently waved his hand, and a washbasin full of wooden knots fell to the ground and made a lot of noise. "Don't worry about me, Harry. Just live your life, you are such a good boy"
This left Harry with no choice but to leave Hagrid, who was using a mop to clean the feces on the ground, but when he walked back to the castle with difficulty, he felt very depressed.
At the same time, all the teachers and Hermione also kept reminding them that the normal level wizard check was getting closer.
All fifth graders felt some degree of pressure. Just after Hannah burst into tears on Potions, and choked with sobs that she was too stupid to pass the exam, and hoped to leave school immediately, she became the first to get it from Ms. Pomfrey The calming potion.
Without the course of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Harry thought he must be extremely unhappy. He sometimes thinks that he is just living for the few hours in the house of need, where he works hard and enjoys his work completely, and whenever he sees the black magic surrounding him He was proud of the members of the defense club and their progress.
In fact, Harry had always wanted to know how Umbridge would react when all the members of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Society performed outstandingly on the average-level Wizard check of the Defense Against the Dark Arts.
They finally started learning the protector curse that everyone was looking forward to. During this period, Fanlin kept reminding them that there is a great deal to summon the protector in a bright classroom and when facing things like dementors different.
"Oh, don't be so disappointed!" In their last class before Easter, Qiu said heartily while watching her swan-shaped guardian dance around the room of need ~EbookFREE.me~. "They are so beautiful!"
"The important thing is that they can protect you, not that they are beautiful or not," Harry said patiently. "I think we need a Bogut. This is the method I use when learning the protector spell. I once called my protector when the shapeshifter pretended to be a dementor."
"But it will cause panic!" Lavender said, she was shooting a puff of silver smoke from the top of her wand. "And I still can't—successfully—call."
She added angrily. Neville encountered difficulties as well, his face wrinkled, but only a faint wisp of silver smoke emerged from the tip of his wand.
"You must think of something to make yourself happy!" Fanlin reminded him.
"I'm working hard!" Neville said miserably, and his round face was covered with gleaming sweat.
"Hey, listen, don't think too hard about the protection curse. It's actually very simple. It's a collection of beauty and determination, just like this." Fanlin's hand shook slightly, and some silver light poured out. Quickly gather on the ground to look like Valin Animagus.
"Hey, Fanlin, I think I succeeded!" Seamus yelled happily. It was the first time he had come to the Defense Against the Dark Arts party with Justin.
"Look—oh—he disappeared. Obviously, he is a furry thing, Fanlin!"
Ron's guardian is a big silver dog running around him. It looks a bit like Sirius, but Sirius is about the same size as a bear.
"They all look very beautiful, don't they?" Hermione gently watched the guardian formed by her protector curse surrounding her.
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