Chapter 101：

But unfortunately, John is in the minority after all.

They held tea leaves for divination, and John put the badge in front of him.

With a slight tap of his finger, two things similar to projections appeared on it.

Professor Sybill Trelawney pretended not to notice when she was absent from class.

Hermione was a little surprised and strange. She remembered what Professor McGonagall gave her yesterday. Didn't John?

Doing three things at once, John's image was also projected in the other two classrooms.

The professors were stunned when they saw this, they did not expect such an operation.

If John hadn't been diligent and studious, he probably wouldn't have been able to withstand such high pressure.

Turning on the academic master mode, he not only listened to everything, but was also able to answer questions.

"Having trouble?"

Tea divination, John saw that he was in trouble, and he couldn't help but wonder what difficulties he had at Hogwarts.

Tell Professor Trelawney the result, and he gets extra points on the spot.

Professor Trelawney now regards John as her successor. This is the first time she has seen the gift of prophecy in someone outside her own family.

However, compared to John's success, Professor Trelawney was not very friendly to Hermione.

He grabbed Hermione's hand and told Hermione in a serious voice that the aura she had was pitiful.

Hermione was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, and Harry was also seen seeing a black dog omen, which reminded people of John's prophecy just now.

The looks they looked at Harry were full of pity, which made Harry very depressed.

After the divination class, the second period is the Transfiguration class.

Professor McGonagall knew what was happening when she saw how unhappy they were.

Tell them that divination is a loose subject and that Sybill Trelawney predicts the death of several students every year.

Only then did the students let go of their worries, but Neville said hesitantly: "But John also predicted it."

"John?"

Professor McGonagall was stunned, how could this have anything to do with John.

Immediately, Neville told John's prophecy, which made McGonagall feel incredible.

"Does John Wick have the gift of a prophet? It is an extremely rare gift. There may be only one person in the entire country."

Hearing what she said, the student's heart that had just been relieved was lifted again.

Professor McGonagall thought of Dumbledore's strange behavior. There were two people choosing all the electives this semester, but Dumbledore was only willing to give that thing to one person.

Recalling Dumbledore's original words, Professor McGonagall fell into deep thought.

"Minerva, some students who are overly curious will touch taboos."

In the principal's office, Dumbledore had deep eyes.

The golden hourglass in front of it is an extremely precious magic prop. The only ones left in the world are in the Silent Man's office.

Professor McGonagall couldn't understand why Dumbledore doubted John Wick's ability to control John Wick, even though he had the best grades in all subjects.

"Don't worry, Minerva, he will find a way to teach on his own." Dumbledore replied to Professor McGonagall's question.

Now it seems that maybe Dumbledore knew something, otherwise he would not have made such a decision.

Although it is somewhat unfair to the students, this is Dumbledore's decision.

The end of Transfiguration.

The students who could no longer hold themselves back rushed out of the classroom. They spread the news about the prophecy everywhere.

John soon became the subject of conversation again.

Malfoy wore his badge proudly. After finding John, he asked about the prophecy.

"I don't know either. At that time, I just followed the instructions and said it."

This was also the first time John had triggered the prophet's blessing, and it was not clear whether it was true or not.

But the prophesied information seemed familiar to him, as if he had seen it before.

He touched his chin and felt that these things seemed to be in the plot.

Could it be that his prophecy was just recalling the plot?

A card was spinning on the fingertips in his hand. It was given by Sybill Trelawney, saying it was a prop that could increase the power of heaven.

John stared at the card, which had a symbol that looked like an eye.

And this symbol emits a faint fluorescence, and only he can see it.

"Professor Trelawney still has two brushes."

Help yourself to predict once, and the third eye card with ancient magic.

Professor Trelawney is really not simple.

Put the cards away, the afternoon is Care of Magical Creatures.

John is full of confidence in this course, because he is the one who controls it, and he believes that Hagrid will not get mad and let people fly in the sky on Thestrals.

"Clang-"

John heard the voice coming from Gryffindor, turned around and saw Hermione leaving angrily.

The instigator, Ron, still looked confused, as if he didn't realize how hurtful he was by saying that Hermione didn't have the talent for this subject.

Ron's focus has always been strange. He frowned and said to Harry: "What is she talking about? She hasn't taken arithmetic divination class yet."

Harry nodded with deep sympathy, making John couldn't help but cover his face.

Is this an important point that has never been taken before?

Pour out the water in the brains of two people and the black lake will overflow.

"Obviously we should pay attention to why she smashed the table."

John thought with a wise look on his face.

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afternoon.

The Conservation of Magical Zoology.

Malfoy also took this course, not only that, but also Daphne and Pansy, as well as the two humming generals Goyle and Crabbe.

Slytherin John's team was basically together. They walked on the wet grass under their feet and headed towards Hagrid's hut next to the Forbidden Forest.

The team was originally neat and tidy, but soon Malfoy discovered three little ones and immediately went up to activate the full-channel taunting mode.

Daphne couldn't bear it and came to John and complained: "I don't understand how you can stand him."

"Don't think Draco is naive, but he is actually quite naive."

The nonsense literature was clearly played, Daphne rolled her eyes at John.

Malfoy over there had dressed up as a dementor to spread hatred, and Harry was so angry that he wanted to take out his wand and stuff it into his nose.

Walk to Hagrid's hut.

Hagrid was already waiting for the students. He was wearing a washed moleskin coat, and his big dog Fang only looked smaller next to him.

"Come on, come on, hurry up!"

Hagrid shouted with a loud voice: "I have something good to show you today! This class is wonderful!"

Hearing the word "wonderful", John felt inexplicably uneasy.

As far as he knew Hagrid, he would not let Hagrid say the words "wonderful" when he recommended those flower fairies.

"Did he change the course?"

John felt something was not good, under the leadership of Hagrid.

The students walked towards the Forbidden Forest. Harry thought he was going to enter the Forbidden Forest, so he inevitably had some bad memories.

Fortunately, five minutes later, Hagrid only reached the edge and stopped.

They came to the outside of a small paddock. There was nothing in the paddock.

"Everyone gather around this fence!" Hagrid directed the students to approach and said confidently: "Okay, first you need to open the textbook."

Malfoy lazily said, "How do I open it?"

There are quite a few students who have suffered misfortune from "The Monster Book of Monsters" these days. They tie the books tightly with ropes.

Hagrid was a little embarrassed, but he didn’t expect anyone to notice.

He had no choice but to cast his hopeful eyes on John and ask him for help.

John received the signal, took out the book, and said calmly: "Just touch its spine gently and let it make a comfortable sound."

After that, John demonstrated.

Hagrid shouted happily and gratefully, "It's very well done, plus 10 points!"

Thanks to John, Hagrid got out of trouble.

Hagrid found his rhythm and asked everyone to wait here for a while.

I saw him walking towards the Forbidden Forest as easily as entering his own back garden.

Malfoy opened his mouth to complain, but John glanced at him and said speechlessly: "Draco, just calm down for a while. Hagrid is a professor now, so he can deduct points from you."

The complaints that came to his lips were suppressed. When Malfoy thought that he would be deducted by that stupid guy, it was even more uncomfortable than killing him.

In fact, with Hagrid’s character, it is unlikely that points will be deducted. At most, it will be bonus points.

It was a pity that Malfoy didn't understand Hagrid, so he had to keep his mouth shut.

Then he went to tease Harry again. Anyway, it was just a wave of dementors drawing hatred.

After a while, a dozen magical animals with horse bodies, eagle heads and wings ran over.

When John saw this scene, he directly covered his face.

Hagrid grabbed a long bundle of iron chains and yelled at the students to retreat.

He looked at these animals, as happy as a half-giant child, and shouted: "Hippogriffs, how beautiful they are, aren't they."

Hagrid felt that the first lesson must be surprising, so he directly brought in XXX-level dangerous magical animals.

He picked out the one he liked the most and introduced it to everyone, "This is Buckbeak. The first thing you need to know is that they are all very proud."

After explaining how to approach these big treasures, Hagrid looked around to choose the first person to come forward.

When I saw John, I thought for a while and decided not to bother John.

Harry volunteered because he didn't want Hagrid's first lesson to go unanswered.

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"Well done, Harry!"

Hagrid said gruffly: "Let's see how you deal with Buckbeak."

He untied Buckbeak's leather collar, an action that made everyone nervous.

Hagrid instructed Harry, "You have locked eyes with it. Don't blink. If you blink too often, the Hippogriff will not believe you."

Harry felt a little regretful, because he stared and started to cry.

Buckbeak turned his big pointed head and stared at Harry with his fierce orange eyes.

Hagrid said: "Yes, yes, Harry... now, bow."

He was careful not to disturb Buckbeak.

Although Harry was unwilling to expose the back of his neck to Buckbeak, he still followed Hagrid's instructions.

He bowed quickly and looked up, his own head still there.