The Big Boss Behind Hogwarts

Chapter 715 Sybill Trelawney's Prophecy

Hogwarts library.

Hermione Granger sat at a desk in the back row.

There were magic books in front of her, and she grabbed a shorthand quill, writing and drawing on the parchment with a sad face.

The good friend Hannah Abbott next to Hermione had a lollipop in her mouth, and her round face was full of satisfaction.

"Seriously, Hermione, why are you having trouble with Professor Sybill Trelawney?"

As Hannah spoke, she swung her two short legs and wobbled.

Hermione rolled her eyes at her friend, threw away the quill with a snap, and said angrily, "Dear Hannah, I asked you to come to the library with me not to listen to your lectures, but to need your notes! "

Hannah took out the notebook and handed it to Hermione, giggling: "Hermione, the first student in the grade, also has some subjects that she is not good at~"

"The **** of learning is brother Moriarty, well, I'm a top student at best." Hermione took the notebook, casually flipped through a few pages, and when she saw the notes on it, a sense of irritability welled up in her heart.

"I can't learn it!" Hermione closed the notebook, covered her forehead and said dejectedly, "I saw everything related to Professor Sybill Trelawney, and it disgusted me."

Hannah went up to wipe off the cold sweat on Hermione's forehead, took out a handkerchief and handed it to Hermione with concern, and whispered, "Do you want to tell Brother Moriarty?"

"No." Hermione clenched the handkerchief tightly and refused resolutely, "I can't tell brother Moriarty just because of such a trivial matter, so what will others think of me?"

"Am I the kind of witch who is so proud of herself!"

"But have you forgotten about Sybill Trelawney's professor?" Hannah's eyes showed seriousness: "No matter how much she dislikes you, she shouldn't predict that you are about to die!"

Hermione smiled instead: "Will I care about her prophecies?"

"She's a liar! It's ridiculous!"

"I don't understand why Brother Moriarty and Professor Dumbledore didn't fire her?"

"But don't make me take that liar seriously!"

Hermione opened the notebook as she spoke, her expression was like facing a dragon.

"If it wasn't for passing the divination exam, I wouldn't have read more about divination."

Hannah shook her head slightly as she watched Hermione bury her head in her book.

"I don't even know what to say about you, Hermione, you can obviously give up this course, isn't it an elective course?"

Hermione said resolutely: "Brother Moriarty has achieved perfect marks in all subjects in the past six years, and I will definitely become the next student with perfect marks in all subjects! Definitely!"

"Okay." Hannah shrugged, happily sucking the candy in her mouth.

"In that case, you and your brother Moriarty will be written into a short history of Hogwarts together in the future."

"I knew you thought so."

"Isn't he your brother Moriarty?" Hermione tapped Hannah's forehead with the end of her pen.

Hannah stuck out her tongue: "Hey."

At this time, a figure slowly came out from behind the bookshelf behind them.

It was Neville Longbottom.

Neville, who is also in the third grade, was looking up information in the library and overheard the conversation just now.

"Mrs. Hermione had a conflict with Professor Sybill Trelawney? Did the professor make a death prophecy?"

"I have to tell Master quickly."

Neville moved, but he walked slowly and softly, tiptoeing and cautiously.

He respected his master very much, but he didn't want to offend his wife.

Because Hermione doesn't like snitches.

…

Neville returned to the Slytherin common room.

There is no Moriarty here.

"Where's Mr. Moriarty?" Neville asked a junior snake.

"Sir is at the Quidditch pitch, and a lot of people went too."

Neville hurried to the pitch.

Finally found Moriarty in the stands of the Quidditch pitch.

"Sir!" Neville was out of breath.

"Neville?" Moriarty's tone became severe: "Are you still in a hurry after the third grade?"

"I thought you would become more stable after going through the time-traveling journey."

With a sad face, Neville told Moriarty what he had heard.

"What?" Moriarty thought it was outrageous, "Professor Trelawney actually made such a prediction to Hermione?"

Lilith said: "To be honest, I think Professor Trelawney is a little crazy, but she is not a professor who hates students."

"There must be some kind of misunderstanding." Moriarty asserted, "Professor Trelawney has almost predicted the death of every student."

"But this time, it seems to be serious?"

Lilith was a little surprised: "You mean, Professor Trelawney made a real prediction!?"

"Very likely." Moriarty stood up as he said, "I'll go to the library and ask Hermione, will I know?"

…

library.

Moriarty came quietly.

Moriarty sat next to Hermione as she learned to live her life.

"Little cat, have you lost your way on the road of life?"

Moriarty's soft voice reached Hermione's ears, and at the same time, he reached out to lift Hermione's chin and stroked it.

Greasy though.

But very useful.

Especially for Hermione.

Cats eat this set, don't they!

"Woo~" Hermione looked at Moriarty in surprise, and threw herself into Moriarty's arms aggrieved.

Moriarty turned into a gust of wind with Hermione in his arms and flew out of the library.

This is not a good place to talk about love.

At this time, Hannah, who was dozing off with her chin on her hands, raised her hazy eyes, belatedly.

"Hey, where's Hermione when I'm so old?"

Hannah looked left and right, but there was no sign of Hermione, and she looked dazed.

And under a tree beside the Black Lake.

Moriarty sat on the ground holding Hermione.

Hermione's eyes were moist, "Brother Moriarty, since you are here, it means you must know what happened."

She pouted, "Did Hannah tell you?"

"No, it's Neville." Moriarty honestly sold Neville.

"It's him again!" Hermione's eyes flashed brightly: "I'm going to give him a lot of homework during the holidays!"

"You're exercising your teacher's wife's rights so quickly."

Hermione smiled, very happy.

"What kind of prophecy did Professor Trelawney make to make my Hermione cat unhappy?" Moriarty patted Hermione pretendingly.

"Hmm~" Hermione pondered for a moment, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said: "Can I not say it? That female liar, I think she is cursing me!"

"It's not the female liar, it's Professor Sybill Trelawney." Moriarty said seriously.

"Okay, I say." Hermione threw up her hands in surrender.

"That's where everything about you is hidden, where your life ended, it was there when you were born, and it's there until you're destroyed."

Hermione imitated Professor Sybill Trelawney's tone, and said a paragraph, her tone was calm, but with a hint of depression.

Then she said cheerfully, "Look, this is the prophecy for me."

"It's ridiculous, isn't it? It's outrageous, isn't it?"

"All the classmates, including me, didn't know what she was talking about."

"Don't worry, I won't care," Hermione rubbed her arms into Moriarty's arms, "I just want to get a good grade in Divination class."

She looked up at Moriarty, only to find that Moriarty had a strange expression on his face.

"Brother Moriarty?"

(end of this chapter)