The Mysterious Black Cat at Hogwarts

Chapter 121 A Bad Quidditch Match

"I don't want to take a divination class at all!"

Hermione grumbled at Harry and Ron as she walked.

"I don't want to go either. I stare at my palm every class. I don't know what I can get out of divination. It's just too stupid."

Ron rubbed the calluses on his palms. There were no palm prints at all. He looked at the sullen Harry beside him, "Harry, what's the matter with you recently? I always feel that you are not very happy?"

"Ron, every divination class, I feel that Professor Trelawney is targeting me."

Harry came to his senses, kicking pebbles in the road, absent-minded.

"Actually, you should learn from Macon. He always falls asleep in the divination class. Maybe this can save you from being killed?"

Ron looked enviously at the black cat sleeping in Hermione's arms, and motioned Harry to see how comfortably the black cat was sleeping.

"Hi everyone, today we are going to learn crystal ball divination."

Trelawney came from the dim place of the classroom in a daze. Most little wizards dismissed him, but Padma's sister Parvati and her best friend Lavender worshiped Trelawney. Plus.

Ron looked at the excited Parvati, turned his head and said in a low voice: "I'm a little lucky now, of course, I also want to thank you, Hermione, thank you for letting me chase after Padma, her sister Pava Dee, and probably Trelawney too, it's horrible."

"Okay, Ron, fortunately, I don't need to read my palm at last. Every time she squeezes my hand and says those horrible words, it makes my scalp tingle."

Harry also lowered his head and murmured his opinion in a low voice. He could only hope that he would not be involved in today's divination class.

"Everyone be quiet, I decided to bring the crystal ball that I will learn next semester a little earlier."

"Guided by the Goddess of Fate, your exam in June has nothing to do with the crystal ball."

Trelawney's words almost made Hermione laugh. She put the black cat on the table and turned it over, lying on the cat's belly, muttering in a low voice: "What is the test? Isn't she right? She is fate." goddess?"

Although her voice was small, Harry and Ron could hear it clearly. Harry covered his mouth to suppress a smile, and Ron put his fist into his mouth to suppress the laughter.

"Crystal ball divination is a very profound knowledge. Those poor people who don't have the third eye can hardly see anything from it."

Trelawney's voice was slow and deep, and then she suddenly spoke up: "But! We can increase your spiritual vision through exercise, that is, your outer eyes! If you are lucky enough, some students can What do you see!"

The little wizards looked at the crystal ball reluctantly. The ball was always foggy, and if they looked at it too much, it would make them drowsy.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the snoring sounds in the divination classroom kept coming,

Ron's halazi spilled all over the table.

Trelawney came to their table, stared at the crystal ball on the table, and watched the three of them muttering: "You three, who will tell me, what did you see?"

Ron, who was woken up by Harry's shake, wiped his mouth, and opened his mouth: "My chicken leg!"

"You are disturbing the spirit vision! You will be punished!"

Professor Trelawney was obviously very angry. After she finished speaking, she ignored Ron and put her face on the crystal ball.

Harry patted his forehead sadly, it's coming again, it's coming again, she will definitely say me!Talk about that bad omen!

"Honey, it's here, and now it's clearer than before. What do I see? It's getting closer. It's black and fluffy, with flesh pads on it. It's unknown... ah!"

"Haha~"

Hermione couldn't help laughing out loud. The other end of the crystal ball was the little black paw of the black cat Macon. When Trelawney was fascinated by it, he slapped the crystal ball away with one paw.

"Professor, is the ominous thing you see like me?"

Macon shook the pads of his little paws in front of her.

"You! You heretic! You are unknown! All people who approach you will be unlucky! Of the 13 people at the table, you are the first to stand up!"

Trelawney tremblingly fixed the glasses that fell off the bridge of her nose, pointed at the black cat and yelled loudly, her tone was both angry and frightened.

Hermione heard her cat said that, so it's okay?He picked up the black cat and gave it a mouthful.

"I'm just waiting for when I will become unlucky!"

The actions of the little witch made the little wizards in the classroom coax happily.

The messy sound made Trelawney let out a piercing scream, and quickly ran out of the classroom.

"Welcome everyone to watch this Quidditch match! I am Lee Jordan, the commentator you are familiar with,"

"Today is Gryffindor vs. Slytherin. This match will determine the Quidditch Silver Cup!"

"The Gryffindor team is on the field, Potter, Bell, Johnson, Spinnet, and the Weasley twins and their captain Wood! This is the best team in recent years!"

"Holy shit, look at Potter's broom, that's a Firebolt! This broom..."

Professor McGonagall snatched Lee Jordan's microphone away, and told him seriously, let him explain the game well, and don't talk about things that have nothing to do with the game.

With fourteen brooms lifted into the air, the game began. The Quidditch competition for the silver cup was extremely fierce. Angelina of Gryffindor controlled a strong offensive rhythm, and the score was quickly pulled to 10 by her. 0,

Just as she was waving triumphantly at the Gryffindor audience, Marcus Flint of Slytherin rammed into her hard.

Angelina let out a cry of pain and almost fell down.

Fred looked angrily at the giant-looking Flint. He rode a broom and chased after him. The bat in his hand hit the back of Flint's head with all his strength. Flint was caught off guard by Fred. De smashed his head against his broom, bleeding from the back of his head and nose.

The lion cubs in the auditorium whistled excitedly. Fred hit the bat so handsomely, which made them very excited.

The Slytherin audience booed incessantly.

The Gryffindor team were given a penalty by Professor Hooch, but Wood, being an experienced keeper, didn't let the ball go into the net.

The two sides entered into a fierce battle again. Since Fred's bat hit Flint, the whole game has become strange, scratching the head, bumping people, making dirty tricks, and various methods emerge in endlessly. Professor Hooch's The whistle rang frequently.

"Harry, ignore them, our battle is next."

Draco looked at Harry excitedly, he had already spotted the Golden Snitch, and he rushed out first.

Harry rode the Firebolt and rushed towards Draco, his speed was obviously faster than Draco's, after all Draco's broom was still Nimbus 2001.

As Harry and Draco chase the Snitch, the two house teams play even more frantically, tugging at each other's broomsticks, or attacking each other in the sky with bats, and Professor Hooch's whistle goes off no matter how hard it blows. Nothing works.

"Oh, Angelina dodges Derek, beautiful drift, she hits! She hits Derek in the jaw, what a beautiful blow!"

"God, poor Wood, he got hit in the belly by Bor from Slytherin and Montague at the same time."

"Good George, just hit like that, and hit the broom if you can't hit anyone!"

Lee Jordan ran and explained with the microphone, he was afraid that Professor McGonagall would take the microphone away again.

Professor Hooch kept blowing his whistle, shouting loudly to stop, stop!But no one paid any attention to her anymore.

Professor McGonagall was trembling with anger, she had never seen such a dirty game.

Fortunately, Harry's Firebolt is superior in performance, coupled with his flying skills are very good, successfully throwing off Draco and catching the Golden Snitch, ending this farce-like Quidditch.

The Gryffindor cubs rushed into the field, cheering and throwing their team members into the sky.

Wood covered his stomach and rolled on the ground, laughing from time to time, whether it was pain or joy, he didn't know.

Harry wasn't happy at all, it wasn't the Quidditch match he wanted, and he wasn't having any fun with the silver cup.

The little lion cubs who got their wish didn't get excited for long, because the June exams are coming, everyone is studying hard, even the Weasley twins have finished their prank routine, and they are about to face the OWLS exams.

And their elder brother, Percy, became the one who studied the hardest in the school. His dream was to enter the Ministry of Magic, so this time he had to pass the NEWT exam, which is the ultimate wizarding exam. After the exam, he graduated. Ended seven years of study at Hogwarts.