Harry Potter Reborn

However, all he saw was that her steps were moving and her body was retreating.

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

Harry used a spell designed to remove 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 dry and yellow hair, which had not been taken care of for a long time, suddenly shortened to short hair and turned gray in color.

Her fingers, arms, legs, and neck began to become thicker, many red spots appeared on her face, and her nose turned into an ugly nose.

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

Now he was wearing Trelawney's sparkling dragonfly costume, and he looked very funny.

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

When he saw this man's appearance, Brian Lopez said angrily: "Zachary!"

His face was always red. Just now because of Harry's accusation, he thought Harry was too arrogant. As a result, not only did he now know that the person conducting this game was actually a wizard who drank Polyjuice Potion and pretended to be Trelawney, but also, this wizard

He still knows him.

Brian Lopez said unspeakably: "His name is Zachary Shula, and he is also a member of the Fortune-tellers Guild."

"Oh." Hermione felt it was nothing, but felt more accomplished.

It turns out that Trelawney is really a liar, and she didn't even dare to show up. It turns out that what she defeated was a real fortune teller.

Brian Lopez only felt ashamed. Of his two guild members, one only knew how to cheat and deceive, and the other shamelessly used Polyjuice Potion to disguise himself and bullied a third-year student at Hogwarts.

Although Dumbledore didn't seem angry, the way those young students looked at him... He had never suffered such aggrievedness in all his life.

He already had thoughts of reciting Avada Kedavra to Zachary Shura.

Facing Brian Lopez's gaze, Zachary Xiura felt not only fear, but also regret.

"President Lopez, I was wrong. I shouldn't have listened to Trelawney. I was deceived by her. She said that as long as you borrowed my time for a short period of time, you could easily get five thousand Galleons.

"

"I regret it, I shouldn't have been involved in this matter." Zachary Ciurado hoped that this incident did not happen and that Brian Lopez would not pursue this matter.

Because once this matter is made public, it will definitely ruin his reputation. He is now a professor of divination at a German magic school. I am afraid that no magic school will hire him again. In the future, he will even have to cover himself with a cloak when drinking at the Three Broomsticks.

Face, because those wizards and witches would definitely ridicule him unceremoniously: "Look, Zachary Shula, he is the wizard who bullies the third grade girl with divination. But the funniest thing is that he actually

Lose, haha, it’s too watery.”

Being a professor in a magic school is a respected profession and the salary is very high.

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

Moreover, from time to time, wizards come to the fortune-teller guild to ask him to make predictions, which is another huge amount of extra income.

This is simply enviable to others, but all of this must be far away from him.

Unless Brian Lopez pretends it didn't happen.

But, is it possible?

impossible.

Brian Lopez has determined that Zachary Xiura is a worm in the guild and will only ruin the reputation of the guild.

He ignored Zachary Xiura's plea for mercy, and his cold words shattered Zachary Xiura's last illusion.

"Zachary, you were expelled from the Diviner Guild, oh, and Trelawney."

Zachary's face turned pale, and he didn't know where he got the courage to say, "What you said doesn't count. You are not the president of the Fortune Tellers Guild now!"

Brian Lopez sneered: "Thank you for the reminder, I will inform Buffett. It seems that he has been too neglectful in managing the guild."

Harry, behind Zhang Qiu, someone was discussing the person Brian Lopez mentioned.

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

A wizard said in confusion: "I don't know what fun Muggles have. He always appears in the Muggle world and uses divination to play with things called 'stocks.'"

Zachary Xiura's body softened and he slumped down on the armchair, muttering: "You can't do that, you can't... You said that each of the thirty-seven members of the guild is a genius.

A rare person is indispensable..."

Brian Lopez looked at him with disgust and said: "You are right, there are very few truly talented diviners, but now I have discovered that there are wizards who are better than the two of you combined."

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

…

Hogwarts, North Tower.

Where Trelawney is.

Trelawney was pacing the room restlessly.

It’s been so long, why hasn’t Zachary Xiura given a reply?

Did something unexpected happen?

No, that's impossible.

Zachary Xiura is a real fortune teller, not a dilettante like himself.

Just when she was restless, Trelawney suddenly couldn't help but think of some wonderful experiences she had in half her life.

She was born into a fortune-telling family. Her ancestors had many powerful diviners, and even wizards were called prophets.

It can be said that the magic of prophecy is naturally flowing in the blood of their family.

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

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

By the time she got there, that prophetic magic could no longer be revealed.

Because of the glory of their family and the blessing of their ancestors, she automatically entered the Fortune Tellers Guild as soon as she reached adulthood without even passing any examination.

Everyone thinks she can do divination, but only she knows how much she hates divination.

She was completely unable to see even a hint of omen from the crystals and tarot cards.

But she wants to live.

When she was in poverty, she met Professor Dumbledore.

That was more than ten years ago. It was so pitiful that she swore that she came up to talk to Professor Dumbledore just for a meal.

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

So, what happened next happened.

‘She’ made a prophecy, a prophecy known to the entire magical world. A prophecy that even Voldemort was nervous about.

But there was only one person who didn't know this prophecy - and that was herself.

She had no memory of the incident or what she said.

But 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 allowed her to make a real prophecy!

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

In school, she racked her brains to recall what it was like when she was a child and saw her grandfather doing divination.

She pretended to be fake, and she and lies were no longer separate from each other. She pretended to be a ghost, and used signs of death to frighten the students. Class after class, during class, she only needed to take the divination textbook and read it according to the text.

After so many years, she almost never goes out or meets people at will.

Because she was afraid that someone would suddenly expose her lies, like popping a balloon with an iron needle.

"Bang!" exploded.

"Why are you challenging my authority!" Trelawney said viciously.

She hated the girl named Hermione Granger with all her heart. She was so conceited and self-righteous.

No one has ever dared to offend her majesty.

If it hadn't been for her, she wouldn't have asked a member of the Fortune Tellers Guild for help and paid a high price for someone to prepare a pot of instant version of 'Polyjuice Potion'!

She would not be as anxious and restless as she is now.

"Zhi'ao." The door opened.

Trelawney suddenly raised her head and looked out happily.

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