I was expelled from Hogwarts?

above the sky,

A huge Norwegian Ridgeback, flapping its wings, glides slowly among the large clouds.

Shirley sat cross-legged on Norbert's back, with a black leather case on her lap, and on the leather case stood a strange half-lizard, half-dwarf creature.

It propped its feet up to Shirley's ear, whispering small words, and after finishing speaking, it showed a flattering and expectant expression.

The ponytail girl nodded slightly, and quickly took out a small bottle from the box.

The magical creature immediately grabbed the bottle with its big red claws like chain hooks, and excitedly sucked the scarlet liquid in the bottle.

Margaery was lying not far away, with her hands folded on the back of her head, quietly looking at the bright moonlight.

Hermione was riding on the dragon's slender neck, holding a panoramic telescope in her hand, looking down.

This is the telescope she bought to watch the game, but it is obviously not going to be used tonight, so it can only be used to view the scene in the stadium.

The three girls each had their own things to do, only Professor Trelawney sat there with a pale face, wrinkled face, a pitiful look who wanted to speak but dared not speak.

Trelawney has a fear of heights, and now she is sitting at an altitude of 1,000 meters without a protective fence, and her calves are trembling.

She was really afraid that the fire dragon would turn over suddenly, and then fall straight down, turning into a puddle of flesh!

If I had known earlier, I would not have escaped with these people, but squeezed the stairs with other spectators... Well, that might also be trampled into meat sauce.

Trelawney could only pray secretly:

"Great-great-grandmother, your spirit in heaven must bless me. When I come back alive, I will burn you a few copies of "Merlin and King Arthur's Love History" with illustrations."

Seeing that Professor Trelawney was trembling all over, Shirley raised her head and comforted her softly:

"Professor Trelawney, it's safe here, don't worry."

"I... I... don't worry, I've already done divination... I can live to be two hundred years old, I'm sure I'll be fine tonight."

Trelawney tried to speak in her usual disembodied voice, but her voice trembled with fear, ruining the mysterious effect of that voice.

Hermione, not far away, heard what Trelawney said, and snorted softly to express her disdain.

"Then you must have predicted tonight's disaster long ago, didn't you, Professor Trelawney?"

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione, as if looking at the annoying McGonagall.

"Of course I got it! Miss Granger, but I don't want to show off my omniscience.

I often act as if I don't have the Third Eye so that others don't get jittery. "

"Then why didn't you remind everyone?" said Hermione, "and watched the disaster happen?"

Trelawney was at a loss for words for a while, so she pretended not to hear, turned her head to look at Shirley, whom she had a crush on, and said:

"Miss Swinton, I just observed you and found that you have a strong 'sight', which means that you have all the qualities required by the noble art of divination...It's different from someone who is lacking and vulgar!

Why don't you choose my class? "

Hermione puffed out her mouth angrily. She was about to fight back when she saw something through the binoculars and shouted, "The Dark Mark is gone!"

Everyone lowered their heads and looked in the direction of the gymnasium. The terrifying green skull was really gone.

"Can we go back?" Trelawney asked tremblingly again.

"No." Shirley shook her head and said, "Rove told us to wait for him here. When the stadium is safe, he will come to pick us up."

"But it's a fire dragon!" Trelawney panted heavily, seeing that the three little girls were very calm, she sighed heavily.

The current students are really amazing, they all start keeping fire dragons as pets!

Several people waited for a while, and Noble suddenly roared, his voice was deafening.

Trelawney said in fear: "What's the matter, isn't this fire dragon hungry?"

Shirley stood up and said with a smile, "It's Rove."

Not long after the words fell, a figure suddenly flew over and landed firmly on Norber's back.

Seeing that Rove was covered in blood, Shirley hurried over, gently grabbed his sleeve, and asked with concern, "Are you injured?"

Rove wrote lightly: "It's not my blood, it's the blood of the harpy. She killed many wizards, and I can only kill her."

"It's strange, when we went last time, the harpies didn't have such a bad temper, did they?" Shirley puzzled.

"It means that another wizard drugged it, and secretly swapped it with Veela." Rove shrugged.

"Death Eaters?" Hermione exclaimed.

"It should be them."

Rove nodded, seeing Shirley hugging the half-lizard, half-dwarf animal, frowning: "Why did the goat-eater come out?

"Didn't you feed it the blood of the murderer who attacked you before?" Shirley said, "It just sensed that person."

Rove narrowed his eyes, "Is she nearby?"

"Yes." Shirley nodded and said, "Do you want to chase?"

Rove was silent for a moment, nodded and said, "Chase!"

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Under the escort of Sirius, Lupine and Arthur, the group finally broke out of the gymnasium and walked along a path towards the camp.

Harry looked back at the gymnasium in shock, and suddenly shouted, "The skull is gone."

Everyone stopped and turned to look at the stadium.

"Can anyone explain what that skeleton is?" said Ron impatiently. "It didn't hurt anyone...why are you all so scared?"

"That's You-Know-Who's symbol, Ron!" said Mr. Weasley. "It's been thirteen years since you've seen it, and everyone's naturally nervous... It's almost like seeing You-Know-Who again."

"I don't understand," said Ron, frowning. "I mean... after all, it's just a shadow in mid-air..."

"Ron, every time the Mysterious Man and the Death Eaters kill someone, they must release the Dark Mark in the air." Lupine sighed:

"The fear it brings...you don't know, you're too young. Imagine you come home and find the Dark Mark hovering over your house, and you know what you're going to see when you go in..."

Mr. Weasley shuddered, "This is what everyone fears the most... the most feared..."

"But what are the Death Eaters trying to do, what's the point of releasing the Dark Mark in the Quidditch World Cup final?" Harry wondered.

"Meaning?" said Mr. Weasley with a dry laugh, "Maybe it's for fun, Harry; maybe it's to remind us that there are still a lot of them out there..."

"Maybe... to kill you!"

A voice sounded in the woods not far away, and then, a strong green light flashed, illuminating everything around.

"Avada Kedavra!"

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