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Chapter 343: Trelawney is a Patient

They said, "She let us watch something that doesn't exist in a crystal ball with nothing. The only thing we learned in this class is the ability to make stories, which is much stronger."

Hermione was nervously thinking about what she would see in the crystal ball later, or she should just think of a story now, so as not to make up badly when she waits. In order to get a high score in the exam, she also worked hard.

"Hermione," Professor Trelawney called to her.

She hurried up and up the stairs to the room dedicated to Professor Trelawney.

The room was like a sultry stove, the curtains were all drawn, the flames in the fireplace were leaping, and the disgusting smell was everywhere.

Professor Trelawney was sitting in front of a huge crystal ball, like a terrible, pretending witch.

"Hello, look at this crystal ball, then start timing and tell me what you see in the crystal ball." Professor Trelawney said in a nagging tone.

Hermione stared at the huge crystal ball, looked at the looming white mist, her eyes widened desperately, staring at the crystal ball, but there was still nothing inside.

"Well, what did you see?" Professor Trelawney asked.

Hermione was thinking hard, she didn't dare to say and saw nothing, she must make up a good story, she must get a satisfactory score.

But it seemed that it was too late to make up the story at this time.

She racked her brains and said, "I saw the holiday. It's a holiday. Everyone has a good exam. It's really fun for everyone to have fun during the holiday."

Professor Trelawney asked in a disappointed tone, "Did you not see the danger? Did you not see the death, such as a person holding an axe and slashing towards one end, and a eagle-headed horse has a winged beast.

Hermione said irritably, "Why should I see those." She hated Professor Trelawney's nonsense even more.

Professor Trelawney shook his head disappointedly, "You have no sight, so you can't see anything."

"Well, that's it, it's a bit disappointing, but you have tried your best." Professor Trelawney said.

Hermione felt like she was hit by a heavy hammer, and she was frustrated. She knew that the exam was bad, although she should have known it early.

She walked out weakly, and at this moment, a loud and hoarse voice suddenly spoke, "Something terrible is going to happen, just tonight."

Hermione quickly turned around, carefully guarding that Professor Trelawney was there without the others.

Hermione held the wand and waited carefully.

Professor Trelawney was trembling all over, foaming at the mouth, and her eyes sluggish as if she had a goat.

Hermione was about to call a doctor, when Professor Trelawney suddenly spoke again. It was a different voice, completely different from her usual voice.

"The Dark Lord lay there, he was abandoned, he was abandoned, for twelve years, he has not received help, no one cares about him. But tonight, a powerful servant will break free from the chains and look for his master. "

"The Dark Lord will rise again with the assistance of his servants, stronger than ever, and terrifying. Tonight, that servant will start to move and start searching."

Hermione ran away without waiting for Professor Trelawney to recover. This scene was so embarrassing that she couldn't let Professor Trelawney know that she had discovered her secret.

Harry and Ron saw Hermione running out in a hurry, and both greeted them, and asked, "What happened?"

Hermione did not speak, and led them out of the examination room for the divination class. It wasn't until the Gryffindor lounge that Hermione whispered, "Professor Trelawney is still very poor."

"Are you not sick?" Ron asked incredulously. Hermione hated Professor Trelawney the most, she would say such a thing today.

"Did something happen in the examination room?" Harry asked, guessing that it was something that happened in the examination room and made Hermione sympathize with Professor Trelawney.

Hermione hesitated for a while, and finally shook her head, "Others can't say, anyway, Professor Trelawney is crazy for a reason, she is sick."

Hermione's hesitant and uncomfortable attitude was uncomfortable. Fortunately, Harry and Ron didn't need to know what exactly Professor Trelawney was sick with. They don't need to take a divination class and don't care about it.

At this moment, Hedwig suddenly flew in, leaving a note, and flew away from the window.

They froze for a moment, and suddenly thought that today is Buckbeak's last chance to defend.

Harry hurriedly grabbed the sticky note, ripped the sticky note, and read it. He read it very slowly. The characters on the sticky note were very ugly, skewed and difficult to read. It could be seen that the writer was very excited and it was almost impossible to write the handwriting. Write it down completely.

"The defense lost, and they executed Buckbeak when they went down the mountain You can't help, don't come over, I don't want you to see the death penalty." Hagrid.

"Hey," Ron sighed and didn't speak for a long time.

"We have to go over and see," Harry said. "We can't let Hagrid face the executioner alone."

"Well, at least we can see Hagrid." Hermione nodded and said, "Even if it can't help, at least we can comfort Hagrid."

At dinner, they ate dinner in a hurry, and walked towards Hagrid's hut in the Forbidden Forest.

As she left the restaurant, Hermione looked in George's direction. She remembered that George had said that there was still a way to keep Buckbeak. But when she thought that George had said again that the decision of the Committee for Disposal of Dangerous Biology on Buckbeak was correct, she was ashamed to ask George to help.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione walked out of the dining room and walked towards Hagrid's cabin.

Looking at Harry and their backs, George smiled softly, packed the dishes and left the seat.

They took the invisibility cloak, used the phantom spell, and quietly passed through the vestibule. After confirming that there was no one around, they hurriedly left, crossed the stone steps of the hall, and pushed open the oak door.

Outside the castle, the afterglow of the setting sun floated on the leaves, leaving mottled shadows.

They hurried to Hagrid's cabin and knocked on the door. Hegra opened the door, his face very pale and his body still shaking.

He said, "You shouldn't have come."

Harry whispered, "Let's go in without being seen by others."

"You shouldn't have come," Hagrid continued, but he took a step back and let them in.

Hagrid was quiet, didn't cry, didn't yell at them, he looked at a loss, looked very helpless, and very lonely.

(To be continued.)