Chapter 940 (1/2)

Firenze?

Everyone seemed a little surprised. Even van Lin, who came late, felt incredible.

He had dealt with the horse people, but the horse people left a deep impression on van Lin.

Ordinary horse people are like brats full of brains and muscles, but it can't be denied that horse people's wisdom can't be ignored even by witches.

The powerful fighting skills and the wise minds of horse people make people and horses occupy an important place in the history of magic.

Today's horse people are not so powerful, but the talent of mysticism is still perfectly preserved. Naturally, in terms of prophecy, unless there is a character like Abraham in the human wizard, prophecy is the best way for horse people.

Naturally, in order to maintain the continuity of the ethnic group, it is the most basic choice to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages, which obviously does not include being a professor of divination at Hogwarts.

As early as their first grade, Firenze met Voldemort, so to speak, they had known for a long time that Voldemort would return and Hogwarts would be in chaos.

The last time Fanlin went to the forbidden forest to discuss the issue of Gloop with the horse people, but now Firenze appears in Hogwarts. This is obviously not the attitude of the horse tribe, at least it is impossible to change it in a short time.

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”Lavender and I bet you'll regret giving up divination now, aren't you, Hermione?” pavitti asked with a smile. It was breakfast time, two days after professor trawley left office, and pavitti was curling her eyelashes with her wand and examining the results in the image on the back of the spoon.

This morning was the first time they had ever had a divination class at Firenze.

”Not necessarily?” ”I never really liked horses,” Hermione said indifferently as she read the prophet's daily She flipped through a page of the newspaper and reviewed the column.

”He's not a horse, he's a centaur!” Lavender exclaimed in surprise.

”What a beautiful Centaur Pavitti sighed.

”Anyway, he always has four legs.” Hermione said coldly, ”I thought you two would be upset about professor trawley's departure?”

”We are very sad indeed.” ”We went to her office and brought her some beautiful daffodils - not the bean sprout professors, the trumpeters, it's normal.”

”Is she OK?” Asked Fanlin.

”Not very well,” said Lavender sympathetically. ”She cried and said that she would rather leave here than stay where Umbridge was. I don't blame her at all, but Umbridge is really terrible to her, don't you think? ”

”I think Wembley's terror has just begun!” Hermione said darkly.

”No way,” said Ron, who had just swallowed a big mouthful of bacon and eggs. ”She can't be any worse.”

”Remember what I said. She will revenge Dumbledore for appointing a new teacher without consulting her.” Hermione closed the newspaper as she said, ”especially a centaur Professor, who would know how she looked when she saw Firenze.” After breakfast, Hermione went to her arithmetic prediction class, while van Lin and Harry followed pavitti and lavender to the porch for divination.