The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

Linde was drunk just right, and now he just needs to close his eyes and lie down for a while to fall asleep.

Hagrid walked for a long time and didn't come back. The charcoal in the firepit was gradually cooling down. After adding two fires, he finally couldn't wait any longer. It was almost midnight now, and the road back to the castle was wet and dark. In the hut, listening to the wind and rain outside can also be used as white noise to fall asleep.

The hound Yaya had eaten enough, he rolled himself into a lump, and slept soundly in the kennel at the foot of the bed. Linde lay down unsteadily. Hagrid's bed was huge. Compared with the size of the half-blood giant, it was actually a bit cramped, but it could be used as a bed for a normal-sized human.

I didn’t know how long I slept in such a daze, the rain had stopped, the stars were exposed, and the wind was still blowing gently. Linde was awakened by Fangya's barking. He didn't open his eyes. The barking of the hound quickly died down. Someone squeezed into the room, then stopped at the door and spoke to the outside: "...No, you can't take the students away. Firenze, this matter is not discussed."

Another person outside replied, "Hagrid, it's for his safety."

"Hogwarts will protect every student."

"Then you have to tell him to be careful, and don't come to the dense forest again in the future."

"Well, thanks for stopping by. I'll tell Professor Dumbledore about it."

The people outside the house left, their footsteps were like horseshoes, kicking and trampling, stepping away on the soft wet mud after the rain.

Hagrid turned around and saw Lind sitting up on the bed, his eyes glistening.

"Who's here?" He asked, his voice still hoarse.

"A friend." Hagrid hesitated for a while, "Listen, De Lin, something happened, I hope you don't mind. Try not to go near the Forbidden Forest in the future."

"That friend of yours is a centaur?"

Hagrid shook the beaver pelt, hung it on the coat hook, and muttered, "Yeah, they don't like wizards very much. Firenze is a very special centaur. But you have to be careful about one of them called Baine." guy. He's coming to see you tonight."

"Let them come. What have I to be afraid of?" Linde found it interesting, "Are they going to deal with me?"

"It's hard to say. The centaurs often do some divination and say some irrelevant things."

Linde rubbed his forehead, "They don't want to kill me, do they?"

"How is that possible!" Hagrid was taken aback. "The centaurs won't hurt little wizards. It's a rule with the school. It's just that they want you to..." His words got stuck here.

"Hagrid, if you don't tell me the inside story, we won't be able to continue talking about this matter."

"De Lin, you sleep here and leave early tomorrow morning." Hagrid was still unwilling to continue.

This night was not easy, Linde chose to bid farewell to Hagrid, and went back to the library tower to sleep for the night.

He did not go to the Forbidden Forest for the next few days, and instead reviewed other subjects step by step in the castle, and he almost forgot about the fact that the centaur visited in the middle of the night.

Before he knew it, June came, and Linde began to study divination. He suspected that his inaccurate divination was the same reason as his inability to dream. In all occultism, dreams and divination are strongly related. He was rejected by the dream, and naturally he was unable to probe into the future.

Although he can't dream by himself, he can try to interpret dreams for others, which is also a way to exercise his divination ability. So Linde found someone to chat with in the common room whenever he was free every day, which made many girls very happy. But because the results of divination are always unsatisfactory, everyone knows that Linde is a bad fortuneteller.

"Brother, maybe you are not naturally suitable for this job." Many boys expressed their sympathy. This is the seventh time Linde predicted that other people's parents would die tragically a few years ago-it doesn't make sense at all! His prophecies are so strange. He also predicted that a certain little witch was the daughter of a rich merchant who lived in the Victorian era in the previous life, and a certain wizard would live in the Amazon rainforest all his life, with tattoos of magical creatures all over his body.

Since he knew he was lacking in this area and was unwilling to fail, Linde decided to seek advice from professionals.

The professor of the divination class was Trelawney, a witch dressed in a weird way. She was surprised when she saw Linde, "Oh, my God, my child, please sit down and let me take a good look at you."

Linde has seen descriptions of Professor Trelawney in many fanfictions. This is a witch with the talent of a prophet. Although she is usually unreliable, her unintentional predictions will always come true.

Trelawney stared at Linde's palmistry for a long time, and suddenly said, "Have you never attended my class?"

Linde, who was caught absenteeism, blushed, "Sorry, professor." He admitted his mistake and never repented.

Trelawney showed Lynd a palmistry and said he was a homeless man. Then he brought out the teacup again, and asked Linde to observe the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup after drinking it, "Well, I saw it... It seems to be the sun, surrounded by many stars, but these stars are very flustered, coerced by the sun..."

Linde poked his head over quietly. He could only see a few groups of stains. According to the reference graphics in the textbook, he preferred to think that it was a unicycle, heralding a journey.

"My dear, you have to be careful and use your gifts judiciously, or you'll be very, very—alone."

"I think everyone is alone, and that's what it comes down to."

Trelawney spun the teacup. She said that she saw a cloud, which meant that Linde was haunted by sorrow. "Is it too stressful? My child, maybe you need a good night's sleep."

Sleeping can't solve anything, Linde will fail or fail, this feeling is rarely felt after he owns the library tower. Luckily, Lindh is a self-regulatory guy who allows himself to fail, and people like him all the more for it.

Just because Linde always makes up stories when divination, he tells the result of the prophecy so vividly, even though everyone knows that this kind of thing will never happen, he still finds it interesting, thinking: ah, if this is true Yes, maybe my life will change.

Seeing that the exam was coming soon, Linde felt that he had better give up divination and arithmetic divination-here, it means to strive for passing and give up excellence.

In the early morning of June 9th, there was a heavy fog by the Black Lake. Linde would do morning jogs here as a rule, and many students continued this habit during the days when he disappeared. As the end of the term was approaching, everyone felt the academic pressure, so the usually mighty team became deserted.

Linde lost his companion in the mist. At this time, he heard a rush of horseshoes, which made people wonder if he had suddenly crossed to some ancient battlefield. Then, a group of majestic centaurs broke through the fog and surrounded him.

"What are you doing?" Linde paused, wiped the sweat off his cheeks with a towel, and asked loudly to the leading horse man.

"Come with us, human." The centaur who spoke was covered in red hair, like a mass of fire. "The stars foretell you. This trouble must be solved."

"You invite guests like this?" Linde hung the towel back around his neck again, "For the sake of not carrying weapons, let's forget it this time. Tell me, is there any trouble that needs to be solved?"

The horsemen looked at each other, and then told him that the astrology indicated that the world would fall into great chaos two years later, and both the source of the chaos and the opportunity to solve the chaos pointed to this fifth-grade transfer student.