Rebirth of the Harry Potter

However, she saw her footsteps moving and her body retreating.

Harry hooked his fingers, and "Trelawney" returned to her position, firmly held by the black iron thorns.

Harry used a spell designed to dispel the effects of Polyjuice Potion and restored "Trelawney" to her true form.

The figure of "Trelawney", who had been struggling, suddenly swelled in a big circle, and her withered yellow hair, which had been neglected for a long time, was suddenly shortened into short hair, and the color also turned gray and white.

Her fingers, arms, legs, and neck began to thicken, many red spots appeared on her face, and her nose became an unsightly rosacea.

The original Trelawney disappeared, and in front of them was a man they had never seen before.

Now he looked funny in Trelawney's big shiny dragonfly suit.

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

After seeing the appearance of this man, Brian Lopez exclaimed in shock, "Zachary!"

His old face was very red. Just now because of Harry's accusation, he felt that Harry was too arrogant. Now, not only did he know that the person who held this match was a wizard who drank Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be Trelawney, but also, this wizard He still knows.

Brian Lopez said with difficulty: "His name is Zachary Schura, and he is also a member of the Fortune Teller Guild."

"Oh." Hermione felt that it was nothing, but felt more fulfilled.

It turned out that Trelawney was really a liar, too afraid to even show up, and it turned out that she had defeated a real fortune-teller.

Brian Lopez just felt ashamed. Two of his guild members, one only knew how to cheat, and the other shamelessly used compound soup to disguise, bullying a third-year Hogwarts student.

Although Dumbledore didn't seem angry, the way those young students looked at him... He has grown up so much, and he has never been wronged like this.

He thought about reading Avada Kedavra to Zachary Schola.

Facing Brian Lopez's eyes, Zachary Schula felt nothing but fear and remorse.

"President Lopez, I was wrong, I shouldn't have listened to Trelawney. I was tricked by her,

She said that as long as I borrow a short while, I can easily get five thousand Galleons. "

"I regret it, I shouldn't be involved in this matter." Zachary Theurado hopes that this incident did not happen, and Brian Lopez will not pursue it.

Because once this matter is made public, it will definitely ruin his reputation. He is now a professor of divination in a German magic school. I am afraid that no magic school will hire him again. Even in the future, he will use a cloak to cover himself when he drinks with the Three Broomsticks face, because those wizards and witches will definitely taunt and laugh at him unceremoniously: "Look, Zachary Shura, that wizard who bullies little girls in the third grade with divination, but the funniest thing is that he actually Lost, ahaha, too much moisture."

Being a professor at a wizarding school is a respected profession, and one that pays well.

His status as a member of the Fortune Teller Guild is at a semi-official level, and he can still receive special allowances from the guild every year.

Moreover, from time to time, a wizard would come to the Fortune Teller Guild to ask him to make a fortune teller, which was another large amount of extra income.

This is simply the envy of others, but all of this will be far away from him.

Unless it's Brian Lopez acting like it didn't happen.

But is it possible?

impossible.

Brian Lopez has decided that Zachary Schura is a moth in the guild and will only tarnish the guild's name.

He ignored Zachary Hulla's begging for mercy, and his indifferent words shattered Zachary Hulla's last illusion.

"Zachary, you have been expelled from the Fortune Teller's Guild, oh, and Trelawney."

Zachary's face was pale, and he didn't know where the courage came from. He said, "What you said doesn't count, you are not the president of the Fortune Teller Guild now!"

Brian Lopez sneered: "Thank you for your reminder, I will inform Buffett, it seems that he has neglected the management of the guild."

Harry, behind Qiu Zhang, someone is discussing the person that Brian Lopez said.

"Buffett, I know him. He is the current president of the Fortune Teller Guild."

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

Zachary Hulla's body softened, and he slumped on the chair, muttering in his mouth: "You can't do that, you can't... You said that each of the thirty-seven members in the guild is a talent Rare people, indispensable..."

Brian Lopez looked at him in disgust, and said, "You're right, there are very few truly talented fortune-tellers, but now I've discovered that there are wizards who are better than the two of you combined."

Hermione looked around suspiciously: Hey, who are you talking about, so powerful.

...

Hogwarts, North Tower.

Where Trelawney is.

Trelawney was walking around restlessly in the room.

It's been so long, why hasn't Zachary Sheura replied yet.

Did something unexpected happen?

No, that's not possible.

Zachary Schura is a real fortune-teller, not a half-assed one like himself.

At this restless moment, Trelawney suddenly couldn't help but think of some wonderful half-life experiences of her own.

She was also considered to be born in a divination family. Her ancestors produced many powerful fortune tellers, and even some wizards were called prophets.

The magical power that can be said to prophecy flows in the blood of their family by nature.

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

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

When it came to her, that prophetic magic was no longer revealed.

Because of the glory of their family and the protection of their ancestors, she didn't even pass any assessment, and her name was automatically entered into the Fortune Teller Guild as soon as she became an adult.

Everyone thinks that she knows how to divination, only she knows how much she hates divination.

She was completely unable to see even the slightest omen from the crystals and tarot cards.

But she wants to live.

When she was down and out, she met Professor Dumbledore.

That was more than ten years ago, poor God, she swore that she only went up to talk to Professor Dumbledore for a meal.

She was so hungry that she couldn't bear it. If she didn't eat anything, she would starve to death before Voldemort's Death Eaters drove her crazy.

So, the following happened.

'She' made a prophecy, a prophecy known to the entire magic world. A prophecy that even Voldemort was nervous about.

But there is only one person who is unaware of this prophecy - and that is herself.

She had absolutely no recollection of the incident, of what she had said.

It's just that when she woke up from the chaos, she only saw Professor Dumbledore looking at her in shock.

She knew what happened, it was the power in her blood that made her make a real prophecy!

So everything went smoothly, and she took advantage of this opportunity to enter Hogwarts, the most powerful magic school in the UK, to teach.

In school, she racked her brains to recall what it was like when she saw her grandfather perform divination when she was young.

She puts on a show and fills up the number, she and the lie are no longer separated from each other. She played tricks and bluffed the students with omens of death. Class after class, she only needed to hold the divination textbook and read it according to the script.

For so many years, she hardly went out casually to meet people.

Because she is afraid that someone will suddenly expose her lie, just like pricking a balloon with an iron needle.

"Bang!" There was an explosion.

"Why challenge my authority!" Trelawney said viciously.

She hated that girl named Hermione Granger, who was so pompous and self-righteous.

No one has ever dared to offend her majesty.

If it wasn't for her, she wouldn't have asked a member of the Fortune Teller's Guild for help, and paid a high price for someone to prepare a pot of instant version of 'Compound Soup'!

She won't be fidgeting impatiently like she is now.

"Squeaky." The door opened.

Trelawney suddenly raised her head and looked out happily.

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