Chapter 940

Firenze?

Everyone seemed a little surprised. Even van Lin, who came late, felt incredible.

He had dealt with the horse people, but the horse people left a deep impression on van Lin.

Ordinary horse people are like brats full of brains and muscles, but it can't be denied that horse people's wisdom can't be ignored even by witches.

The powerful fighting skills and the wise minds of horse people make people and horses occupy an important place in the history of magic.

Today's horse people are not so powerful, but the talent of mysticism is still perfectly preserved. Naturally, in terms of prophecy, unless there is a character like Abraham in the human wizard, prophecy is the best way for horse people.

Naturally, in order to maintain the continuity of the ethnic group, it is the most basic choice to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, which obviously does not include being a professor of divination at Hogwarts.

As early as their first grade, Firenze met Voldemort, so to speak, they had known for a long time that Voldemort would return and Hogwarts would be in chaos.

The last time Fanlin went to the forbidden forest to discuss the issue of Gloop with the horse people, but now Firenze appears in Hogwarts. This is obviously not the attitude of the horse tribe, at least it is impossible to change it in a short time.

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"Lavender and I bet you'll regret giving up divination now, aren't you, Hermione?" pavitti asked with a smile. It was breakfast time, two days after professor trawley left office, and pavitti was curling her eyelashes with her wand and examining the results in the image on the back of the spoon.

This morning was the first time they had ever had a divination class at Firenze.

"Not necessarily?" "I never really liked horses," Hermione said indifferently as she read the prophet's daily She flipped through a page of the newspaper and reviewed the column.

"He's not a horse, he's a centaur!" Lavender exclaimed in surprise.

"What a beautiful Centaur Pavitti sighed.

"Anyway, he always has four legs." Hermione said coldly, "I thought you two would be upset about professor trawley's departure?"

"We are very sad indeed." "We went to her office and brought her some beautiful daffodils - not the bean sprout professors, the trumpeters, it's normal."

"Is she OK?" Asked Fanlin.

"Not very well," said Lavender sympathetically. "She cried and said that she would rather leave here than stay where Umbridge was. I don't blame her at all, but Umbridge is really terrible to her, don't you think? "

"I think Wembley's terror has just begun!" Hermione said darkly.

"No way," said Ron, who had just swallowed a big mouthful of bacon and eggs. "She can't be any worse."

"Remember what I said. She will revenge Dumbledore for appointing a new teacher without consulting her." Hermione closed the newspaper as she said, "especially a centaur Professor, who would know how she looked when she saw Firenze." After breakfast, Hermione went to her arithmetic prediction class, while van Lin and Harry followed pavitti and lavender to the porch for divination.

"Aren't we going to the North Tower?" asked Ron, perplexed as pavetti walked around the marble staircase. Pavitti turned her head and looked contemptuously at Ron from her shoulder.

"How do you think Firenze is going to climb the stairs? We are going to class in classroom two, which was announced on the bulletin board yesterday." Classroom No. 2, on the side of the corridor on the first floor leading from the porch to the hall on the other side, is one of those rarely used classrooms in Fanlin's memory, and feels like an easily overlooked closet or storage room.

After Ron entered the classroom after Ron, Fanlin found himself standing in the middle of a forest clearing. Dumbledore was really painstaking for ferrenze. Environment mimicry magic is not a general magic. To be exact, few people will learn it. Because it is very profound, it is useless for daily life or combat.

"This is?" Harry asked. The floor of the classroom is covered with damp moss, and the trees growing from the ground are covered with luxuriant branches and leaves on the ceiling and windows, making the room full of mottled soft green light slanting through the branches and leaves. All the students who had come in looked a little nervous. They sat on the ground with their backs against the tree trunks or stones, and put their arms around their knees or held them tightly in front of their chest.

Ferenze was standing in the middle of the clearing, with his soft mane hanging from his back. It must be admitted that his powerful body exuded a similar color of silver and the natural beauty of horses, which made him look good.

"Environmental mimicry, if you want to know its origin..." "In fact, I don't know. I've only seen it, but no one knows how to practice. To be exact, it's all true here, but it's only maintained by magic."Ferrenze also found them. Van Lin thought he would pull out a crystal ball or something.

"Harry Potter," he said, holding out his hand as Harry came in. "Er - Hi" Harry shook hands with the Centaur, and Firenze was looking at Harry through his incredible blue eyes without a smile. "Nice to meet you."

"Well, you..."

The Centaur, with flaxen hair, tilted his head slightly and said, "in the prophecy, we will meet again."

"But to my surprise, you are here too."

"Oh, of course, I don't know if your prophecy saw me coming." Van Lim reached out his hand and Firenze shook it.

"The student list tells me you won't come, but it's nice to see you both at the same time. The prophecy will guide me. Maybe we are destined to meet here."

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Some of van Lin did not dare to praise the performance of Firenze, but he noticed that there was a hoof shaped bruise on his chest.

When Harry walked up to his classmates, he found that they all looked at him in awe, obviously because they were impressed by the friendliness between him and Firenze, who looked very frightening in their eyes.

When the door of the classroom closed and the last student to enter sat down on a stump next to the wastebasket, Firenze made a gesture to all the people.

"Thank you, Dumbledore, for arranging this classroom for us." Firenze said after all the people were seated. "However, according to my habit, I prefer to teach you in the forbidden forest. Until Monday, it is my home, but it will never be possible again."

"Professor," pavitti said, holding her hand up. "Why not? We've been there with Hagrid, and we're not afraid at all."

"It has nothing to do with your courage," Firenze said. "It's about my position. I can't go back to the taboo anymore, because I've been exiled by my people."

"Clansman?" Lavender said perplexedly. Judging from Lavender's character, she is full of other things now.

"What "Oh," she said in surprise, "do you mean there are more people like you?"

"did Hagrid raise you? Just like he raised a fried conch?" Justin asked eagerly.

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