BSI Chapter 94 Divination Exams and Frightening Families
Chapter 94 Divination Exams and Frightening Families
"Oh! Thank you so much Professor!
Braun said with a smile on his face.
The money wasn't spent in vain, and Professor Trelawney easily got Braun through.
"Then professor, I'll go first."
Braun waved his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he heard a familiar muffled voice again-:
"Lost peoples hidden in the darkness, they will return!
They will make a comeback, with the tide of magic.
Times are going to change...
They are the final chapter of the old era and the beginning of the new era..."
"Again?"
Braun turned his head in disbelief.
Looking at Professor Trelawney's heart was uncertain.
He knew that even if he asked Professor Trelawney, she wouldn't remember.
So I left directly.
"How's the test going, Braun?"
As soon as Braun came out, Daphne came over.
Curiously asked.
Braun nodded:
"It's okay, no problem."
Daphne breathed a sigh of relief:
"Okay then, let's go to lunch then."
Shabini's exam was still a little away, and we were waiting for him in the auditorium.
Braun nodded and did not refuse.
Leave the tower with Daphne.
Walk towards the main building.
From a distance, Braun saw a big fat man with a familiar eye standing there.
He was wearing a blue pinstriped cloak, and his forehead sweated slightly as if the sun was shining too much.
His eyes looked at the field not far away, not knowing what he was thinking.
"Would you like to come over and say hello?"
Daphne asked in a low voice.
Braun thought for a moment:
"Go, otherwise if you are seen, you will be said to be ignorant."
"Hello, Your Excellency." "
Braun greeted cordially.
Daphne also curtsied slightly.
Fudge looked a little surprised:
"Oh, Braun!
And this little girl from the Greengrass family...
Daphne emphasized slightly:
"Mr. Daphne, my name is Daphne.
"Sorry."
Fudge scratched his head:
"It's always easy to forget things when you're older.
Just finished the exam?
What do you think?
Is it over?"
"Yes, sir.
Just after I was getting ready to go to the auditorium with Daphne.
Why did you come to the minister?"
Fudge looked at the lake in the distance and sighed:
"A not so pleasant mission.
A hippogriff winged beast that injures a wizard will be executed here by the Dangerous Creatures Disposal Committee.
And I was there as a witness..."
Fudge didn't finish his words when he saw two wizards coming out of the tower.
These two wizards seemed very interesting, an old one like a piece of dead tree bark on the surrounding of the face that could almost catch flies.
One resembles a reckless man than a wizard, with a burly figure and a thick black beard on the side of his mouth.
If so, there is also a surprisingly large hand axe hanging from his waist.
But the wand didn't know where he put it.
"Oh... Hard work chore!
I'm so old that I still have to do this kind of errand, Fudge!
When the hell will I retire!
The old man did not have the slightest politeness when facing Fudge, but made people think that he was the Minister of Magic.
But Fudge's reaction was also beyond Braun's expectations:
"Soon! Don't worry, I'll definitely get back to the arrangement as soon as possible..."
The old wizard hummed angrily:
"How many times have you pushed me off!
Really! You're getting less and less cute than when you were a kid!
I remember when you saw me, you called me Uncle Buckton affectionately, and the shelf got bigger and bigger when you became the Minister of Magic!"
Fudge's words made Fudge look embarrassed, but he really didn't know what to say in the face of this old friend of his father.
The wizarding world is not good at this point, and the long lifespan and scarce population have led to the wizarding world being basically acquaintances.
Even if you are not familiar, if you don't bother to pick up the family tree, you can find some related relationships.
No, Braun just wanted to pull Daphne towards the tower.
He was stopped by the old wizard named Buckton.
The old wizard squinted his eyes with some memories in his expression:
"It's like... Are you the grandson of an old toad?"
These words made Braun's face suddenly cold.
It's just that he doesn't know what the relationship between the other party and his grandfather is, so Braun doesn't dare to act rashly.
The old wizard apparently also saw Braun's dissatisfaction and smiled:
"Don't be so nervous little one, your grandfather is not ashamed to call me an old bat."
And that old guy has already come to me through the portrait more than once! It's annoying enough.
Doesn't he know that I still need to rest?
Every time I ran to my castle in the middle of the night..."
Listening to the old man's chatter, Braun also understood a little.
The old wizard in front of him seemed to be closer to his grandfather than he thought.
But they can see from the portrait of Braun's grandfather in their family.
You know, because the characters in the magic painting can shuttle between each other in their own magic painting.
In addition to their own ancestors, ordinary people rarely place other people's magic paintings in their homes.
Because this may let the magic detective hear the secrets of his own home.
But all those who can be placed are close friends or allies.
"Uncle Buckton! We have something else
Fudge helplessly interrupted the chattering old man.
The old man patted his head and said bitterly:
"Older! Children who meet acquaintances every time they always like to reminisce.
Then see you next time little one!
By the way, this one is for you, maybe it will give you some help!
I don't want to be nagged by your grandfather next time!"
The muttering old wizard and Fudge and the tall wizard left.
Braun was left with a very worn notebook that looked dark.
"What is this thing?"
Daphne asked curiously.
Not only Daphne Braun was also a little curious, and when she opened the notebook, she saw a line written on it in copper plate:
"Buckton Plague Witchcraft Conjecture"
"Plague witchcraft?
Braun looked a little surprised.
But Daphne looked terrified.
"Braun, I remember!
That old wizard belongs to the Tucker family!
That medieval family that spread the Black Death!"
0.....ask for flowers.....
Daphne's tone trembled and looked a little frightened.
"The Tucker family?"
Braun was also surprised.
This family may not be famous in today's era, but it was a very famous wizarding family in the Middle Ages.
Their ancestors had single-handedly changed the tide of war between wizards and Muggles.
It even makes Muggles linger even today.
And what they relied on was the Black Death!
A kind of witchcraft that can be troublesome even if a wizard is contaminated.
Although this book does not explain the most important things of the Tucker family.
But the value of this book is not low.
"I didn't expect my grandfather to be related to the Tucker family..."
Braun muttered.
After lunch, Daphne went back to her bedroom to accompany her sister Astoria.
Braun returned to his lab.
I didn't care about the notes or the bottles and cans, but focused on the magic array that was not working at that time.
As if nothing could affect him.
0.0
"How did you do on the test Ronald?"
Harry asked nervously.
Exam times are different from house to college.
Just like Slytherin takes a morning divination, Gryffindor's time is in the afternoon.
"Not good!
The old witch asked me to look at the crystal ball, but I couldn't see anything clearly except for a dirt on it that had not been wiped clean.
I had to tell her nonsense.
Ronald said with some distress.
This made Harry a little more nervous.
But soon it was his turn.
I took a deep breath.
Harry walked in with firm steps.
The smell of spices still lingered in the house that he disgusted.
Professor Trelawney was sitting at a table with a crystal ball in front of him.
"Sit, kid. Let's see what you can see from it..."
Harry's eyes widened as he carefully observed the crystal ball in front of him.
But alas, he didn't see anything.
"Tell me about it, honey, what do you see?"
Professor Trelawney asked, looking at Harry with wide eyes.
"A hippogriff with winged beast professor!
Harry said nonsense.
But Professor Trelawney is clearly interested.
Pressed:
"What about the others? For example, does that hippogriff have a winged beast and a head?"
"Yes!"
Harry affirmed.
But Professor Trelawney clearly doesn't plan to end there:
"Really? Are you sure there is no blood or a crying Hagrid?
"No, Professor. No. It was so happy that it was rescued!"
Harry endured his disgust for the taste of spices and said word by word.
But this answer clearly did not satisfy Professor Trelawney.
She sighed:
"All right, kid. You can go.
Though...... Your prediction may not be very good, but you are still trying...
Let's go, kid, and wait for the results. ”
Harry breathed a sigh of relief and fled for his life.
He stopped thinking about whether he could get a good result.
His concern was to get out early of this smoked place under his head fainting.