Chapter 939 (1/2)
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”Unusual things?” Harry was puzzled. He shook his head.
Somewhere above them, a woman began to scream again.
Snape strode to the door, wand in hand, and rushed out. Harry hesitated and followed.
The scream did come from the hall, and it was even louder as Harry ran up the steps of the dungeon. When he ran to the top, he found that the hall was full of people, all the students at dinner came out to see what was going on, and some were huddled on the marble stairs.
Harry squeezed out of several tall Slytherin students and saw everyone in a circle. Some looked shocked, while others were frightened.
Professor McGonagall was standing opposite Harry. She looked very uncomfortable. Professor Trelawney stood in the middle of the hall, with his wand in his hand and an empty wine bottle in the other hand. He looked very crazy. Her hair is messy, her glasses slide to one side, and one eye looks bigger than the other. Her shawl and scarves were dragged from her shoulders to the ground, giving the feeling of complete collapse.
Two boxes lay on the floor next to her, one upside down, as if it had fallen off the stairs.
Professor Trelawney's eyes were straight and he was obviously frightened. There was something by the stairs, but Harry couldn't see clearly.
”No!” She screamed, ”it's impossible, it's impossible, I refuse to accept it!”
”Don't you understand?” A high, girlish voice that sounded gloating. Harry leaned to the right and saw that Professor Trelawney's frightening expression came from Professor Umbridge.
”You can't even predict the weather tomorrow. From my report, you should understand that your poor performance is not good enough to get you fired because of a total lack of improvement?”
”You don't - you can't!” Professor trawley screamed, tears streaming down behind the lenses. ”You can't - you can't fire me! I've been here for 16 years! Hogwarts is - it's my home
”It used to be your home,” said Umbridge, and Harry looked at her toad face in disgust, with a happy expression on it. He watched Professor Trelawney cry and look at one of her boxes.
”An hour ago, the Ministry of magic issued your dismissal order. Now please get out of here. You make us feel ashamed. ” But she still stood and watched, looking satisfied.
Professor Trelawney wept, trembled, and staggered back toward her box, grieved. Harry heard a muffled cry on his left. He looked back. Ravend and Parvati were quietly weeping and holding hands with each other.
Then she heard footsteps, and Professor McGonagall stepped out of the crowd, walked straight up to Professor Trelawney, patted her heavily on the back and drew a large handkerchief from her robe.