Rebirth of the Harry Potter

However, she only saw her footsteps moving and her body receding.

Harry hooked his finger, and "Terry Launi" returned to her position again, firmly fixed by the black iron thorns.

Harry restored the true appearance of "Trey Lawney" by using a curse specifically to remove the effect of the compound soup.

The struggling "Terry Launi" suddenly swelled in a big circle, her yellowish long unattended hair suddenly shortened into short hair, and the color became grayish white.

Her fingers, arms, legs, and neck all began to thicken, a lot of red spots appeared on her face, and her nose became an ugly rosacea.

The original Trelawney disappeared, and a man who had never seen him appeared before them.

Now he was wearing Trelawney's sparkling big dragonfly clothes, which was very funny.

Some students understood what was going on and said, "This is a stand-in attack!"

When he saw the man's appearance, Brian Lopez exclaimed: "Zackley!"

His old face was very red. Just because of Harry’s accusation, he also thought that Harry was too unpretentious. As a result, he now not only knew that the game was based on a wizard who had taken the compound soup and fake Trelawney, and this wizard He also knew.

Brian Lopez said indifferently: "His name is Zakli Huera and he is also a member of the Society of Diviner."

"Oh." Hermione felt nothing, but more fulfilled.

It turned out that Trelawney was really a liar and didn't even dare to show up. It turned out that she was defeating a genuine fortune teller.

Brian Lopez only felt complacent. Two of his guild members, one would only use tricks to cheat, one shamelessly used compound decoction to disguise, bullying a third-year Hogwarts student.

Although Dumbledore didn't seem angry when he looked at it, the eyes of the young students looked at him... he grew so old that he had never suffered such grievances.

He wanted to have thoughts about Zakli Shurain’s request for Avada’s death.

Facing Brian Lopez's gaze, Zacli Shola's heart was regret in addition to fear.

"President Lopez, I was wrong. I should not have listened to Trelawney. I was deceived by her. She said that if I borrowed my short time, I would easily get five thousand gallons. "

"I regret that I shouldn't be involved in this matter." Zachli Hurado hoped that this hadn't happened, and Brian Lopez would not pursue it.

Because once this was made public, he would definitely ruin his reputation. He is now a professor of divination at the German School of Magic. I am afraid that no magic school will hire him anymore. Even after he drinks on three brooms, he will be covered with a cloak. Face, because those witches and witches would ridicule him with impunity: "Behold, Zacli Shura, the wizard who bullied the third-year girl with divination, but the most funny thing is that he turned out Lost, hahaha, too much water."

The professors of the magic school are respected professions, and they are well paid.

As a member of the Guild of Guiding Divers, he belongs to a semi-official level, and can also receive special allowances from the Guild every year.

And from time to time, wizards went to the Fortune-Teller Guild to call on him for a fortune-telling prophecy, which was a lot of extra income.

This is simply envious of others, but all this must be away from him.

Unless it was Brian Lopez as this thing did not happen.

But is it possible?

impossible.

Brian Lopez has determined that Zachli Shola is a worm in the guild and will only destroy the guild's reputation.

He ignored Zacli Sura’s begging for mercy and shattered Zacque Sura’s last illusions.

"Zackley, you were removed from the Society of Diviner, oh, and Trelawney."

Zackley's face was pale, and he didn't know where he had the courage to say, "You don't mean it. Now the president of the Diviner Guild is not you!"

Brian Lopez sneered: "Thank you for your reminder, I will tell Buffett that he seems to be too negligent in managing the guild."

Harry, behind Zhang Qiu, someone was discussing the person in Brian Lopez’s mouth.

"Buffett, I know him, he is now the president of the Diviner Guild."

A wizard said puzzled: "I don't know what fun Muggles have. He always appears in the Muggle world and uses divination to play something called'stock'."

Zachli Shola softened and slumped on the chair, murmured in his mouth, "You can't do that, you can't...you said, the thirty-seven members of the guild, each of which is talented Rare people are indispensable..."

Brian Lopez looked at him in disgust and said, "You're right, there are very few talented fortune tellers, but now I find there are more wizards than you two combined."

Hermione looked suspiciously: Hey, who is this saying, so powerful.

...

Hogwarts, North Tower.

Where Trelawney is.

Trelawney was walking anxiously in the room.

It's been so long, and Zacli Sura hasn't given a reply yet.

Did something unexpected happen?

No, that's impossible.

Zachli Shola is a true fortune-teller, but not his own half-hanger.

Just at this jittery time, Trelawney suddenly couldn't help but think of some of his wonderful half-life experiences.

She was also born into a family of divination. Her ancestors had many powerful fortune tellers, and even some wizards were called prophets.

It can be said that the magic of prophecy was born in the blood of their family.

However, it is a pity that there are fewer and fewer wizards with this qualification among their family members.

Her grandfather should be the last fortune teller in their family.

When she arrived, the magic of the prophet could no longer be revealed.

Because of the glory of their family and the shade of her ancestors, she didn't even pass any assessment. In one adult year, her name automatically entered the Diviner Guild.

Everyone thinks she will be fortune-telling. Only she knows how much she hates these things.

She couldn't see even the slightest sign from the crystal and tarot cards.

But she wants to live.

When she was in despair, she met Professor Dumbledore.

It was more than ten years ago, and it was pitiful to see that she swears that she came forward to talk to Professor Dumbledore just for a meal.

She couldn't stand being hungry at the time, and she wouldn't eat anything anymore. Voldemort's Death Eaters hadn't driven her crazy, she would be starved to death first.

So, the latter happened.

‘She’ made a prophecy, a prophecy known throughout the magic world. Even Voldemort was nervous about his predictions.

But only one person did not know this prophecy-that was herself.

She didn't remember the incident at all, what she said.

Only when she woke up from the chaos, she only saw Professor Dumbledore looking at her with shock in her face.

She knew what was happening and it was the power in her blood that made her make a real prediction!

So successfully, she took this opportunity to enter Hogwarts, Britain's most powerful magic school to teach.

At school, she racked her brains to recall what her grandfather saw when she was young, when she was doing divination.

She pretends to be indiscriminate, and she and lie will never separate from each other. She pretends to be a ghost, and bluffs her students with signs of death. After class, she only needs to hold a book of divination during class.

After so many years, she hardly went out to meet people at random.

Because she was afraid that someone would puncture her lie suddenly~www.ltnovel.com~ It was like piercing a balloon with an iron needle.

"Bang!" It exploded.

"Why challenge my authority!" Trelawney said fiercely.

She hated the girl named Hermione Granger, pretentious and self-righteous.

No one dared to violate her majesty.

If it weren’t for her, she wouldn’t ask a member of the Diviner’s Guild for help. She also paid a high price to ask someone to prepare a pot of instant ‘compound soup’!

She wouldn't be restless with impatience like she is now.

"Squeaky." The door opened.

Trelawney suddenly looked up, looking out happily.

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