Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The diviners always liked to predict the end of the world as their last prophecy, but to this day, the end never came.

This sign breaking does not damage the name of the prophet, because when the prophecy is verified, it is mostly centuries or thousands of years later, and people are happy that the prophecy did not live up to it.

If you want, you can look for books in this area, almost every year is the end of the world...

Just as unknown and signs of death are everywhere, everywhere, if you believe in the word, you scare yourself crazy first.

“Yes, Cassandra Trelawny is my grandmother.” Professor Trelawny said, raise your head higher.

“But I think that if I'm wrong you can correct, um, since Cassandra, you're the first person in your family to have a second vision?” Umbridge said that he had written down several more copies on the writing board.

“These things are often passed down from generation to generation, three generations apart.” Professor Trelawny said.

“Of course, of course!” Umbridge remembered a few more, and the toad-like mouth laughed even louder, and she said, "This is a very precious gift, since this is the case, I wonder if you can predict something for me, hmm? ”

She raised her head questionably and still grinned.

Professor Trelawny strained all over himself and seemed unable to believe his ears.

“I don't understand what you mean.” She said, grabbing the cape around her thin neck with chestnuts.

“I want you to make a prophecy for me.” Umbridge said clearly.

This is undoubtedly a challenge and will soon be validated.

This is the sign breaking thing, and no astrologer would do such a stupid thing.

Every prophecy, every divination, every sentence shall be fulfilled, and that is not divination, but perhaps only the ancient prophets can do it.

Now, everyone in the classroom is staring at Professor Trelawny.

She just straightened herself up, and those beads and bracelets kept ringing.

“The heavens will not be commanded to see!” She spoke in an outrageous tone.

“Got it," Umbridge said softly, seemingly disappointed, writing several more on her writing board.

“Me, me, but, but wait!” Professor Trelawney suddenly said that she tried to speak with the usual voices of nothingness, but because her anger trembled all over her body, she destroyed the mysterious effect of that voice, “Me, I think I did see something about you, ah, I felt something, something black, something extremely dangerous...”

Professor Trelawny pointed his trembling fingers at Professor Umbridge, whose face was still smiling with such kindness and affection that his eyebrows rose.

“I'm afraid you're in terrible danger, life-threatening danger!” Professor Trelawny dramatically ended her words.

Umbridge's eyebrows were still raised after a moment of silence.

“Okay!” she said gently, drawing a few more strokes on the board, "if that's all you can do. ”

She turned away and left the classroom, Professor Trelawny standing in place, her breasts fluctuating violently.

What a failure, Umbridge doesn't believe in it at all.

In Ivan's view, she might as well say that Umbridge will be very successful, that Hogwarts' reform will achieve the results it deserves, and that her succession to Fuji as Minister of Magic when she returns may be effective...

Everyone had a lot of sympathy for Professor Trelawny. Although she was known to be an old liar, Umbridge was obviously worse than she was, but this little sympathy quickly disappeared without a trace. The next divination lesson was a terrible nightmare, inspired by Umbridge, and Professor Trelawny became a little hysterical, and he kept making all sorts of terrible prophecies, mostly in this class, Ivan, who was a student covered in death.

In fact, every professor in Umbridge's teaching assessment is disturbed and panicked.

Evan also saw Umbridge on Thursday in Sprout herbal class after the divination class, although she only showed up once.

Ivan suspects that this is mainly related to the environment in the greenhouse, and the plant that needs to be studied this year in fourth grade is the Barbo stem.

These plants, in the more dangerous greenhouse No. 3, do not look like plants, but rather like black, sticky giant snotlouts, which emerge straight from the soil, each with a slight creep, and many shiny drum bags on them, which seem to be full of liquid.

Students collect concentrated water as required and the process of squeezing stems is disgusting.

Whenever a drum bag is squeezed, a large, sticky, yellow-green stream of liquid is ejected and there is a stinging gasoline smell that diffuses in the greenhouse.

Umbridge watched for a while, asked a few simple questions and frowned and left!

Hermione also told Ivan that Umbridge had examined the fifth grade deformation class and the magical creature conservation class, that Hagrid had not returned, and that the substitute Professor Grappland had not been able to identify any problems, and that she had been teaching for so many years.

But Umbridge seemed unhappy with Professor Grapland's support for Dumbledore, of course.

The only thing to be thankful for is that Malfoy did not say that he was attacked by Buckbeak the Hippocampus.

Though still dissatisfied with Hagrid, he often gave food to the hippocampus, which was quite a gift of gratitude.

It is also worth mentioning that Umbridge did not appear to have checked out Snape's classes.

In Ivan's view, she probably thinks Snape can compete and is communicating with him, but Umbridge will soon be disappointed.

Others don't think that much, and Ron directly thinks that they're both hillbillies and wolves.

Harry, on the other hand, said he had previously naively believed that he could not hate any teacher in the world more than Snape, but now had to admit that Snape had found a strong competitor.

Umbridge's heart is undoubtedly virulent and she is an evil, perverted, crazy old woman.

Harry's confinement continued, and Professor McGonagall's intervention did not work.

She took out the black quill again on Tuesday night, but Harry was surprised to find it useless...

And then Harry thought, Ivan said she'd do something about it, maybe he'd let the feather pen lose its magic. While this may not play a decisive role, Umbridge will soon be able to replace one, but at the very least he will not be subjected to this terrible punishment during his confinement.

Umbridge soon discovered this too. Out of disappointment and confusion, she didn't let Harry go and let him write the phrase “I can't lie” repeatedly. She wrote three large parchment pieces, and kept him close to zero until he returned...