Ch 566-570

Hermione looked at Ivan in surprise, opened her mouth and asked.

　　 At this moment, George and Fred squeezed in uninterestingly.

　　 Of course, they didn't come to Hermione, but carefully looked around, and then quietly said to Ivan.

　　 "Ivan, you must have some way to avoid the age limit, right?"

　　 When he was in the auditorium just now, Fred was keenly aware that Ivan's expression was unusually calm.

　　 Even when he heard the limitations of the candidates for the Warriors, there was no change in expression, and he looked confident.

　　 This is also the reason why they came here for advice!

"Professor Dumbledore has just decided on the age limit for selecting the Warriors. I haven't said what the specific selection and who will be selected? How can I do it? You are too high to look at me!" Ivan shook helplessly. Shaking his head, he retorted.

　　 George and Fred glanced at each other, somewhat suspicious.

　　 But it's right to think about it. Even the rules for selecting people have not been formally determined. If Ivan could come up with a specific method immediately, it would be too bad!

　　 "I just don't know who the fair referee who selects the Warriors will be..." George thought distressedly about Dumbledore's words, and felt a little angry when he thought of this.

　　 "Why did they set an age limit of seventeen? We will turn seventeen in April next year. This is clearly aimed at us!"

　　 "That's right! This is not fair, we are not worse than those graduates!" Fred also complained.

　　 Hermione, who had been listening, couldn't help it at this time, she couldn't help but retorted. "Professor Dumbledore's arrangement is definitely to ensure our safety. You must know that in the past Triwizard Tournament, many people died!"

　　 "That was years ago, didn't it?" Fred said nonchalantly. "Professor Dumbledore also said that this year's Quidditch Cup will be very safe. They spent a whole summer preparing to make sure that every warrior will not be in danger of life!"

"Yeah, I can't die! But that's for contestants of the right age! The professor didn't guarantee that you won't miss your arms or legs, or get hurt all over!" Hermione scolded angrily, especially Looking at Ivan with some worry.

　　 Because she discovered that Ivan seems to be keen to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!

　　 "Oh! That's great!" Hermione's words didn't scare George and Fred, they slapped their palms in excitement!

　　 For wizards, such injuries will not cause much hindrance as long as they are treated in time...

　　George and Fred even had a fantasy in their minds. After they became the warriors of Hogwarts, they broke through many obstacles with their wounds and resolutely, amidst the screams of the audience, they won the scene of victory!

　　 Just thinking about it makes people excited!

　　 The two can't wait to discuss with Yifan a way to break through the age limit, and come up with a seemingly reliable plan, that is, an age-enhancing agent!

Like its name, after drinking the ageing agent, the appearance of the wizard will become much older than the real age. George and Fred think that they only need to drink one or two drops of the ageing agent to become seventeen. The appearance of eight years old!

　　 "I don't think it will work. Whether it is judging people or some magic, it is unlikely that you will be deceived by this little trick!" Ivan shook his head and said persuasively.

　　In the original time and space, George and Fred tried to use the ageing agent to fool through the level. The final result was obvious. Not only did they fail to succeed, they were also attacked by magic.

　　 This road is absolutely unworkable. No one in Hogwarts can break through the magic set by Dumbledore himself. Even Ivan doesn't think he can do it. After all, the gap is too big!

　　 That's why Dumbledore firmly emphasized when he was in the auditorium that there will never be students under age who will become the warriors of the Triwizard Tournament!

　　 But Ivan felt that Dumbledore was definitely going to be slapped in the face this time, and he couldn't make a frontal breakthrough. He still had all kinds of tricks, and he thought of three in a while!

　　The first plan is to grow up to seventeen years old in the past few months!

　　 This is not impossible, provided that you have a time converter.

　　 Like last school year, he spent more than half a year in the "past". Strictly speaking, he is almost fifteen years old this year.

　　 The second solution is the cracking method Dumbledore said himself. Find a little wizard over the age of seventeen to vote instead!

　　 This is the easiest one, just find a reliable senior student to say it!

　　 It's just not very insurance.

　　 Although Ivan is very confident and thinks he is definitely the best student at Hogwarts, but who knows how to choose the Goblet of Goblet, what if Goblet of Goblet likes Cedric?

　　 As for the third option, it is more risky. You need to threaten or control Barty Crouch with an Imperius Curse, let him impose a Confusion Curse on the Goblet of Fire, add a spot, and get yourself in!

　　 Just like Harry in the original time and space!

　　The advantage is to become a 100% warrior, but the disadvantage is that it is very risky~www.mtlnovel.com~Batti Crouch Jr is not a good role to deal with!

　　While thinking in his mind, on the surface, Ivan continued to discuss ways to break the age limit with George and Fred on the surface, and wanted to see if he could get some inspiration from them.

　　 "Huh, Professor Dumbledore won't let you succeed!" Hermione watched Ivan and the others continue to discuss, could not help but snorted, turned her head and ignored them, turned and walked towards the girls' bedroom.

　　 Ivan then remembered that Hermione seemed to have not promised to be there for the evening, so she hurriedly reminded. "Hermione, don't forget to come out tonight..."

　　 In order for Hermione to hear her, Ivan's voice was loud.

　　 Some of the little wizards who were still stranded in the lounge looked at them gossiping.

"Got it!" Hermione, who had already reached the entrance of the girls' dormitory, turned her head back and glared at him a little shame. a bit.

　　 "Ahem...we didn't disturb you just now?" George looked at Hermione's leaving back, then looked at Ivan, coughed slightly, and said with a guilty conscience.

　　 "Of course not. I saw Hermione didn't eat anything at the party, so I planned to bring her some snacks tonight!" Ivan shook his head and explained.

　　 "Ah... we all understand, you don't have to explain so much..." Fred looked like a person came over.

　　 Even in order to make up for the fault that disturbed the two before, Fred also introduced Ivan to the places in the castle suitable for the night with a strange smile, and taught Ivan some tricks to make girls happy.

"Come on, Ivan, if you can do it, we won't bother you!" George patted Ivan on the shoulder and left with Fred on his shoulders.

　　 Ivan was a little bit dumbfounded for a while, but was too lazy to stop them to explain, and just let them think about it, and went straight back to the bedroom.

　　 As soon as he opened the door, Ivan heard a sound of discussion inside before he even entered.

　　 It was closer to discover that Ron, Harry, Seamer and others were discussing the Warriors candidates for the Triwizard Tournament, and even Neville said a few words weakly.

　　 It seemed that there would be more little wizards expecting this honor than he had imagined.

Ivan shook his head secretly. Everyone except Hermione probably forgot the danger mentioned by Dumbledore. If they knew that the first event in the Triwizard Tournament was Dragon Fighting, they wouldn't know. Can you afford such interest?

　　 "Ivan, have you and George figured out a way to break the age limit?" Ron hurriedly approached and asked after seeing Ivan coming in.

　　 Harry, Seamus and others also looked at Ivan expectantly.

　　 "It's not yet, how can it be that easy?" Ivan hesitated for a moment, and panicked freely.

　　 Although he has some clues, he does not intend to reveal it.

　　The Triwizard Tournament was too dangerous, and it was also related to Voldemort's resurrection plan. Even the leader of the graduates, Cedric, was killed. It was really not something that a fourth-grade wizard could handle.

　　 Secondly, he felt that Ron's big mouth was really unreliable, and Seamus was a bard who ran a train with his mouth full, and many of his legendary deeds were blown out by Seamus abruptly!

　　 If they know how to break the age limit, then it goes without saying that this method will spread throughout the school in a few days!

　　 When it reaches Dumbledore's ears, he will definitely plug this loophole. In this case, Ivan feels like he's going to be blinded!

　　 So he just fooled around, and incidentally mentioned that George and Fred seemed to be going to try an ageing agent to divert the attention of Harry and others...

　　 "Ageing agent? This is a good way!" Ron couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he immediately said that if George can succeed, he plans to do the same!

　　 Ivan did not participate in the discussion with Harry and the others, but went to his suitcase and took out a piece of parchment full of amendments.

　　 This was written by him last night, because I got up too late today, I didn't have enough time to personally give this thing to Aysia.

　　 "Dobby!" Ivan clapped his hands and shouted.

　　 The next moment, Dobby, the house elf, summoned and appeared in the open space nearby.

　　 Ivan put the parchment paper in the envelope and handed it in. "Give this to my mother, and prepare some food, and bring it to me at ten o'clock in the evening!"

　　 "Yes, sir!" Dobby nodded vowingly, took the thing, snapped his fingers, and disappeared in place.

　　...

　　 At 9:50, there was silence in the boys' bedroom in Gryffindor.

　　 The exhaustion accumulated after sitting on the train for a day makes the energetic little wizards have to go to bed early.

　　 Ivan got out of bed lightly, so as not to wake Harry and the others who were already asleep, slowly opened the door and walked towards the Gryffindor common room.

　　 There was loud thunder outside the window, and heavy raindrops hit the glass and made a rattling noise.

　　 With good eyesight, Ivan can see clearly in the dark. After entering the lounge, he accurately waved his wand and lit the fireplace.

　　"!"

　　 The orange flame rose up, driving out the cold and darkness of the rainy night. Ivan walked to the armchair in front of the fireplace and sat down. Dobby also took the plates one by one and put them on the table in front of Ivan in time.

　　 "Weird, it's ten o'clock, is Hermione not here yet?" Ivan muttered to himself somewhat confused as he looked at the clock.

　　 Just as Ivan wondered if Hermione had forgotten about it, he heard a sound from the stairs above.

　　 About a few seconds later, Hermione in her nightgown walked down the stairs, her face flushed under the reflection of the fireplace flame.

　　 "It's so late, what are you calling me out for?" Hermione looked around and saw that there were only two people in the lounge, she and Ivan, and asked softly.

　　 "You haven't eaten anything all night, aren't you hungry now?" Ivan smiled and pointed to some snacks on the table, and said. "Here! This is for you!"

　　 After Ivan's reminder, Hermione noticed that there were several dessert plates on the table.

　　 As Ivan said, after being hungry for one afternoon and one night, the little witch was already hungry, she just kept on holding her breath.

　　 But even so, Hermione didn't do it immediately, but hesitated and asked in a low voice. "Did these snacks come from the kitchen?"

　　 Obviously the little witch still minds some food made through "slave labor."

　　 "I asked Dobby to do it specially. Isn't it a slave labor? I paid for it!" Of course, Ivan knew what Hermione was thinking, so he spread his hands and said.

　　 "Of course it doesn't count!" Hermione smiled slightly, her brown eyes stared at Ivan for a while, and then whispered "Thank you".

　　 "Quickly eat, UU reading www.ukanshu.com will be cold after a while!" Ivan also smiled and replied.

　　 "En!" Hermione nodded, sat down beside Ivan happily, picked up a fork and forked a piece of syrup fruit pie and ate it slowly, not at all like usual.

　　 Ivan sat next to him, just watching, and occasionally eating a few pieces with him.

　　 The little witch seemed to have just taken a shower, and a nice fragrance spread on her body, which made Ivan's nose a little itchy.

　　Hermione looked a little bewildered by Ivan's gaze, her cheeks being hot by the warm air from the stove.

　　 She turned her face slightly, busy changing the subject, complaining to Ivan that after she returned to the bedroom, she explained to Parvati and the others the idea of ​​anti-discrimination house elves but was laughed at.

　　 Although she was talking about some unhappy things, Hermione's face always had a sweet smile. Ivan had forgotten to write to her before, and she had long been tossed aside.

　　 Ivan was able to take into account that she might be hungry, and the act of preparing snacks specially in the big evening made Hersen so warm.

　　 She even thought that Ivan must be in a hurry during the summer vacation, not deliberately forgot to send the letter, just like last time...

　　 "Sir! Your snacks!" Dobby put the last two snacks on the table, and then picked up the empty plates.

　　 Dobby's arrival interrupted Hermione's thoughts.

　　 The little witch remembered the anti-discrimination "great cause" again. She looked at Dobby, then looked at Ivan, and said with emotion. "If only all wizards could treat the house elves like you did to Dobby!"

It's hard... madam! "Dobby shook his head shrillly, and then continued proudly. "Only a great wizard like Lord Hals would be willing to pay us!" "

"That's not necessarily, Dobby! I believe that as long as we actively speak up, there will definitely be more people willing to agree with this concept!" Hermione said firmly. She believes that the current abuse of house elves by wizards is completely a remnant of feudalism. The old ideas that come with it.

　　 Then the little witch asked Dobby curiously, how much salary does it get every month, and how many days off?

　　 Dobby wanted to answer with excitement, so as to show his master's greatness, but when he opened his mouth, he thought that Ivan had ordered himself not to disclose the details of the salary to others, so he drooped his ears and said vaguely.

　　 "Your Excellency Hals gave Dobby a lot of money, as well as vacations... My God, sir is such a noble man!"

　　 "Okay, don't praise me anymore, go on!" Ivan didn't dare to ask Hermione too much to avoid revealing the stuff, so he waved back Dobby.

　　 Hermione glanced suspiciously at Ivan, but didn't say anything.

　　 In her opinion, since Dobby is so grateful, then Ivan's salary must be quite a lot, perhaps lower than a normal wizard.

　　 "Why did you suddenly think of liberating the house elves? Hermione?" Ivan asked curiously, and he was always puzzled.

"Why not?"

　　 The little witch looked at Ivan very seriously, and then talked endlessly. "House elves have paid so much for their owners...not only need to undertake all the housework, but also to ensure absolute loyalty and obey the master's commands, but what does their hard work get in return?"

　　 "In exchange for discrimination and wanton beatings! I even read in the book that when the power of mysterious people was at its peak, some wizards treated house elves as pests!"

　　 At this point, the little witch was very angry. She had contacted Kreacher and Shining and asked about their lives.

　　 In her opinion, the house elves are a group of hardworking and loyal groups, and they can become family partners of wizards, not slaves to be beaten and scolded!

　　 Listening to Hermione's angry words, Ivan didn't seem to be moved, and he spoke calmly.

　　 "Since you have read the book, you should be clear about the origin of the house-elf wizards. They are creatures created by wizards and must serve the wizards from generation to generation. This is the meaning of their lives..."

　　 "Do you really think so? The wizard created the house elves? They are obviously so similar to the elves!" Hermione retorted, after a pause, then guessed.

　　 "Maybe some wizards deliberately tampered with history in order to enslave them, so that the house elves will perish forever!"

　　 "Also...they are intelligent creatures just like us, they also think, shouldn't be treated like this!" Hermione added finally.

　　 Ivan looked at Hermione in surprise. He didn't expect that the little witch would question the contents of the book one day.

　　 "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong?" Hermione looked a little uncomfortable seeing Ivan not replying for a long time. She nervously stuck a fork in a piece of cake in front of her, and the cream splashed on the table.

　　 "No, it's nothing, it's just surprising that you could have thought of this!" Ivan laughed.

　　 He had read that book, and of course he knew what was going on.

　　The group of house elves is indeed not the creation of wizards, but a kind of magical creatures enslaved by wizards in the process of controlling the magical world.

　　 After all, wizards are not strong enough to create a group of magical creatures with human-like intelligence and natural ability to cast spells.

　　 That is already the category of God!

　　 Ivan thinks that this may be the reason why the wizard group has always been defensive against house elves and has been committed to cultivating servility for thousands of years.

　　 But the practice of those wizards is not a problem in Ivan's view.

　　 It was not as good as it is now, and the wizards are not good at mixing in the magical world, and now they have the right to speak abruptly!

　　 Horsemen, fairies, mermaids...All the magical creatures living in the magical world need to be controlled by wizards, including house elves of course!

　　 This is the dominance of the ultimate winner over the loser in the cruel survival competition!

　　 is like the ancient human ancestors expelling ligers and domesticating cattle and sheep, but the house elves are highly intelligent, so they appear more cruel!

　　 If you want to talk about the problem, it is not without it.

　　Except for Hogwarts, the vast majority of house elves are monopolized by pure-blood families and become their private property. Civilian wizards cannot enjoy this convenience at all.

　　The house elves have not played their due role at all, and the ability to cast spells is very limited. Even the arrogance of the pure-blood wizards has caused the overall number of house elves to decrease.

　　 Despite thinking like this, Ivan was a little bit awkward when she spoke, not knowing how to persuade Hermione.

　　 directly told her that this world is actually very cruel, and that the weak and the strong are the survival rules of the race. Once the house elves are completely liberated~www.mtlnovel.com~, will they compete with the wizards for rights?

　　 It's weird if Hermione can understand it!

　　 Ivan knows very well that his teenage years are the age when the little ghosts are compassionate and have a sense of justice. They have not been beaten up by the society, and usually think that their own power is enough to correct those injustices.

　　 Just like when he went to elementary school in his previous world, he went off after a few environmental protection classes, and he dared to run in front of the lumberjack and scold him, "The big tree is so important, why should we cut down the big tree?"

　　 Now that I think about it, it's a blessing not to be beaten.

　　Hermione didn't know what Ivan was thinking, and thought that Ivan agreed with her own ideas, so she happily told Ivan about her follow-up plan.

　　 "I am going to establish a house-elf rights promotion association, starting at Hogwarts, to persuade Professor Dumbledore to improve the treatment of house-elves!" Hermione said.

　　 "I think you'd better not do this, Professor Dumbledore is impossible to agree!" Ivan persuaded with a headache.

　　 "Why?" Hermione asked eagerly.

"Hogwarts has more than one hundred elves. Even if calculated at the minimum wage, it is a lot of money every month. Even if Professor Dumbledore does not discriminate against the house elves, the board of directors cannot agree. Appropriation." Ivan explained.

　　 If calculated by Filch's salary, then Hogwarts would have to spend an extra seventy to eighty thousand gold gallons every year!

　　 As the principal, Dumbledore is over a hundred years old this year. Recently, his health is not very good, and he can't stand the shock!

Ivan's words stopped Hermione, seven or eighty thousand gallons was undoubtedly an astronomical figure in her opinion.

　　 After a long time, the little witch stammered. "But the hard work of the house elves is worth so much, isn't it? If you hire a wizard, it would be more expensive than that!"

　　 "That is, they have to take care of the teachers and students in the school carefully, and ordinary wizards can't do it!" Ivan said with a smile, and did not completely deny Hermione's words.

　　 But before the little witch was happy, I heard Ivan continue. "Then have you ever thought about it? If so many house elves have left their owners and gained freedom, how will they live? No wizard would be willing to hire them!"

　　 "In addition, you should also go to the kitchen to ask the house elves for their opinions, and then make a decision. If you really want to protect them, you should listen to them more!" Ivan said with comfort.

　　 In fact, he didn't want Hermione to waste time on such a thing, because it was a thankless thing.

　　As a magical creature that has been enslaved by wizards for thousands of years, the group of house elves has long lost the sense of resistance, and what is left is only the morbid concept of slavery, and the loyalty to the master is carved in the bone!

　　 If any house elves make a mistake, they don't even need the master to do it, they will punish themselves.

　　 Ivan's words reminded Hermione of what happened to Shining. After being abandoned by the owner, Crouch, no wizard was willing to take Shining. In the end, Sirius suggested that it stay at the Black's house to solve the problem.

　　 "Also, if you really want to change something, you might as well take a look at this!" Ivan suddenly thought of something, took out a book from his pocket where he had cast an extension curse, and handed it to the little witch.

　　 "From the clerk to the minister of magic-how do the wizards reach the pinnacle of power?" Hermione took the book in surprise, looked at the cover and read the title.

　　Hermione looked at Ivan with a weird look, and didn't quite understand why Ivan would give herself this kind of book?

　　 "When you become the Minister of Magic, can you really change the situation of the house elves!" Ivan seriously suggested.

　　 He felt that Hermione cared so much about the status quo of the house elves, apart from the sudden burst of sympathy, in the final analysis, it was too idle!

　　 So it's better to find something to do for her, set a lofty goal or something, and maybe forget about it after a period of time calmly and calmly.

　　 "You don't need to say, I will be too!" Hermione held the book in her arms and said confidently.

　　 She has seen too many things that need to be corrected in the magic world over the years, such as the unfair treatment of house elves, and the discrimination against Muggles by pure-blood wizards, etc...

　　 Looking at the energetic little witch in front of him, Ivan then remembered that Hermione really became the Minister of Magic in the original time and space!

　　 Liberation of the house elves is probably not a casual talk.

　　Hermione really intends to practice her philosophy!

　　 Of course, from what Ivan learned, even if Hermione really became the Minister of Magic, it would be impossible to completely liberate the house elves.

　　Because this means confronting most of the powerful and powerful in the magical world, it would be nice to pass some laws to make the life of the house elves a little better.

　　 "Then you have to work hard!" Ivan didn't mean to pour cold water on Hermione, but said encouragingly.

　　 Although he does not approve of letting house elves and wizards equal rights, Ivan still does not object to improving their living conditions, otherwise he would not be willing to pay Dobby a salary.

　　 In contrast, some extreme pure-blood families enjoy the convenience brought by the house elves, while they fight and scold at every turn, and treat the house elves as pests. It is indeed strange...

　　 Even Muggle slave owners know to take care of their slaves occasionally to protect their private property for longer, but some arrogant wizards do not understand this at all.

　　 Just as Ivan was thinking this way, a slight noise faintly heard upstairs, interrupting his thoughts.

　　 Ivan turned his head subconsciously and looked towards the stairs.

　　 "What's the matter?" Hermione didn't notice anything wrong, but looked at Ivan's movements strangely.

　　 "Shhh..." Ivan put his index finger to his mouth and made a gesture of silence. With a thought, he took out the map of the live spot from his arms and opened it for a glance.

　　 "Sure enough!" Ivan saw the names stacked next to the Gryffindor lounge on the map, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

　　Hermione also took a look at it, then her face flushed.

　　 Ivan stood up directly, waving his wand and pointing to the dark stairway above.

　　 A crimson light beam of magical power shot out from the top of the wand, slammed into the steps and exploded, making a thunderbolt sound, and countless sparks spattered, which looked very gorgeous.

George and the others, who were crouching there and eavesdropping, were frightened for a while, and suddenly became a mess. Several of them rolled down the stairs in embarrassment~www.mtlnovel.com~ You didn't sleep at night. What do we monitor? "

　　 Ivan looked at George and Fred who were smashed, and a few witches and witches who had only met each other in the lounge, and asked speechlessly.

　　 "We're just passing by... passing by!" George touched his still aching chest, and said nonchalantly.

　　While talking, George glared at Fred behind him fiercely. If it weren't for the uncomfortable squatting just now, they had to change their movements and make some noise, they wouldn't be caught.

　　 "Yes! Too hungry at night, we are going to the kitchen to find something to eat!" Fred also hurriedly explained.

　　 They had heard that Ivan and Hermione would be dating in the Gryffindor lounge tonight, so they couldn't sleep at night, gossiping, and they were ready to learn to observe.

　　Who knew that Ivan and Hermione had a chat with the house elves all night!

　　 This is so strange!

　　 Knowing this a long time ago, Fred thought he might as well sleep in the dormitory!

　　 Other little wizards also found various reasons to prove that they just passed here by "coincidence".

　　 "House elves also need a rest, I advise you not to trouble them at night!" Hermione glared at George and the others angrily, then looked at Ivan again, hesitated for a while, and finally whispered. "I'm going back to sleep now!"

　　 After finishing speaking, Hermione hurriedly returned to the girls' bedroom with the book without waiting for Ivan's response.

　　 Seeing that there is no excitement to watch, George, Fred and others also drove off, one by one running faster than the rabbit, for fear of being intercepted by Ivan.

Within a few minutes, Ivan was left alone in the lounge again.

　　 A farce came to an end.

　　 Ivan shook his head and extinguished the fire.

　　 Fortunately, his purpose of easing relations with Hermione tonight has been achieved, so Ivan has no intention of pursuing the troublesome George and others.

"By the way, just look at what he is doing..." Ivan muttered to himself, walking in the corridor back to the bedroom, and opened the map of the spot again, ready to find Barty Crouch Jr. Whereabouts, confirm his whereabouts.

　　 However, Ivan's gaze swept across the map, but unexpectedly did not find a trace of Barty Crouch Jr.

　　 "Did Little Crouch ran out temporarily and wasn't in the castle?" Ivan was puzzled, but he quickly overthrew the idea because a familiar name came into view.

　　 Aristo Moody!

　　 "This... how is it possible?" Ivan felt a chill in his heart as he watched the slowly moving names on the map.

　　Moody in the school is actually real, not Barty Crouch Jr. pretending to be...

　　 Otherwise, even if he could find Moody's name on the live map, he should have been trapped somewhere, instead of wandering around the campus at night!

　　 Ivan faintly felt that things exceeded his expectations.

　　 Could it be that Voldemort changed his resurrection plan? But why is this? Will it be related to yourself?

　　 Countless thoughts surged into my heart at the same time, and Ivan's brows became more frowning, which meant that he might lose the advantage brought by the "Prophet".

　　 But what did Moody's run out at night? A doubt came out of Ivan's heart again, staring at the map of the live spot in his hand.

　　 Judging from the location, Moody's was wandering in a corridor of the castle at this time. After a while, he entered the staff lounge and stopped in place, probably ready to go to bed.

　　 "Would you like to take a look..." Ivan touched his chin and wanted to sneak into Moody's lounge to check, but hesitated to dispel the idea.

　　 As an experienced and suspicious Auror, Moody's room can't be furnished without corresponding arrangement. I'm afraid I'll be found out as soon as I enter it, and it's not good to make a mistake.

　　 "Damn it, what about the Triwizard Tournament?" Ivan put away the map of the live spot in anguish. He originally wanted to control Little Crouch to release the Confusion Curse, but now this plan is going to be ruined.

　　...

　　 Early the next morning, Ivan, who had suffered from insomnia all night, woke up from bed with a yawn, and after a casual wash, he was ready to start the new semester of courses.

　　 There was heavy rain all night, and the sky outside was still a bit gray. Large patches of blue-gray dark clouds blocked the sun, but in the early morning it seemed as if it was already evening.

　　 "Which classes are you taking today? Hmm... herbal medicine class, magic animal protection class, and divination class!" Harry looked at the class schedule and rummaged in the suitcase for the corresponding books.

　　 "I really hope it doesn't rain today, or else the protection of magical creatures class will be over!" Ron looked at the gloomy sky outside the window and complained.

　　 But soon Ron stopped thinking like that, he couldn't wait to slap himself in exchange for a rainstorm!

　　Because today's course is too bad, except for Professor Sprout's herbal medicine course, the other two courses are like nightmares!

　　 Hagrid didn't know that he brought in a creature called the snail from there, and asked them to take care of it.

　　 This kind of creature is very disgusting. They look like deformed and shelled large lobsters, and they have a very strong fishy smell all over, which is really unlikable.

In the afternoon, the divination class was not much better. Professor Trelawney babbled that they would have an unknown omen this year. He also tried to predict Harry's birth date from the trajectory of the planet and concluded that it must be. in winter!

Finally, Professor Trelawney arranged a class assignment and sent a complicated circular chart to everyone, asking them to fill in the position of the planet at the time of their birth, thinking that the direction of the planet contained a mysterious omen ...

　　 Ivan filled out a random copy. He didn't even know where the nine planets were when he was born. Then he looked at Harry and Ron left and right, and found that they should also be filled in randomly.

　　 In the whole class, only Hermione honestly calculated it carefully according to the formula and performed precise calculations...

　　 Although the final result seems to be far from the truth...

　　 "She must be crazy to talk nonsense in class. Everyone knows that Harry was born at the end of July, but Professor Trelawney thought you were born in winter, which is not allowed!"

　　 After class, Ron couldn't help but vomit as soon as he left the classroom. He felt that his choice of divination class was definitely a bad decision!

　　 "Even the masters always make mistakes, don't they? Professor Trelawney had successfully predicted Peter's escape and the mysterious people before!" Hermione defended Trelawney.

　　 Since the last time the prediction was verified, Hermione changed her attitude towards the divination class and became enthusiastic~www.mtlnovel.com~ and even made several predictions in private based on the knowledge in the textbook!

　　 It's a pity that it's basically all wrong...

　　 This made Hermione somewhat discouraged. She didn't seem to have any talent for prophecy.

"Who knows if it's crooked and straight? Maybe she was just talking nonsense last time! The mysterious man has been dead for more than ten years, and he can't be back..." Ron curled his lips while Trelawney was in class. God's babbling appearance made him more and more suspicious of the accuracy of the opponent's prediction.

　　 "Did you forget? Didn't we deal with him a few years ago?" Ivan looked at Ron in surprise.

　　 "Oh, yeah! You and Harry have seen him..." Ron's tone was very perfunctory. He had not seen Voldemort with his own eyes, and subconsciously felt that it was impossible for the Dark Lord to resurrect this kind of thing!

　　 Professor Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic are not furnishings...

　　 Ivan naturally saw Ron's thoughts, shook his head, and said nothing more.

　　 Of course, Trelawney's predictions cannot be all correct.

　　 After all, she threatens several new students every year, saying that she sees signs of death in each other.

　　 Most of these words will not be fulfilled, otherwise, if so many people die every year, who would dare to come to Hogwarts to go to school?

　　 However, under certain circumstances, Trelawney's remarks are still very accurate.

　　 Especially a word that comes out unintentionally, or a word spoken in a trance state, that is the real prophecy!

　　 will be verified 100%!

　　 Unfortunately, the prediction of the return of the Dark Lord last time is a true prediction!