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Chapter 209 I, Tang Sen, and the Dark Lord are at odds!
Images that he didn't want to recall appeared in Harry's mind.

It was the end of fourth year, and at the end of the Triwizard Tournament, Harry and fifth year student Cedric Diggory were teleported out of Hogwarts at the same time by a Portkey trophy.

Then, poor Cedric was directly killed by the Killing Curse, and he himself witnessed Voldemort's resurrection in an evil ritual.

He escaped from Voldemort's claws by chance, and he went back to school to tell what happened, but when a summer vacation passed, he found that his experience had nothing to do with Cedric's death. Not only did everyone not believe Voldemort's Returned, and is still promoting it in the Daily Prophet, describing himself as a liar hungry for attention.

And Dumbledore, the old man who believed in Harry, was also attacked by various rumors.

Even in school, Harry endured a lot of ridicule and bullying.

He had already given up on himself, and only wanted to lead people who believed in him to study the magic spell hard, so as to have the power to protect himself in the future, and no longer cared about the ridicule of other people in the school and the increasingly excessive reports of the Daily Prophet. speech, but Hermione stood up at this moment, trying to prove his innocence in a way he hadn't thought of.

She actually thought of using Professor Tang's divination to verify this matter. If Professor Tang said it, everyone would believe it, right?

Harry's heart was beating extremely violently, and he stared at Tang Sen expectantly.

As for the others, there was fear in their eyes. Many of them were not unwilling to believe Harry's words, but unwilling to face fear.

Surprisingly, Tang Sen maintained a smiling posture from the beginning to the end, and was not surprised or frightened by Hermione's words. He didn't cough lightly until everyone's argument was over, and said, "Interesting idea, Greg Miss Ranger."

"If I had to choose, I'm actually not willing to complete this divination." He said: "Although I just came to the UK not long ago, I still have some understanding of such a hot topic. No matter what the result I say , have to bear the pressure of what I said."

Many students breathed a sigh of relief, and Malfoy showed a smile on his face, and said, "Damn Mud Granger, Professor Tang is a fortune-teller who can see the future, so he won't be fooled by you to suffer The wrath of Professor Mlitch and the Ministry of Magic!"

"Shut your mouth and wait for Professor Umbridge's punishment—"

"Mr. Malfoy!" Tang Sen interrupted Malfoy's words with a serious tone, "Please note that this is still my classroom, don't interrupt me when I'm talking."

"Slytherin has ten points deducted for your disrespect."

Malfoy opened his mouth, facing Tang Sen's sharp eyes, finally lowered his head and stopped talking.

Only then did Townsend look at the students again, and said calmly, "Miss Granger did give me a difficult problem, but I hope you don't forget one thing."

"I didn't choose Miss Granger to come up with my idea by accident, but I chose her through the means of divination, through the revelation of the future."

"I am a fortuneteller. Since the future has already made a choice for me, I will not change this choice because of other factors. This is the principle of a fortuneteller."

"Students, many times, what we can see is not true. Sometimes seemingly difficult or even harmful choices are correct from the perspective of the long-term future."

Malfoy naturally understood the implication of Townsend's words, and he became more anxious. He heard some inside information from his father. From the standpoint of the family and his understanding of the situation, he thought that Voldemort would never be allowed to return. The message was spread.

So he stood up again and said, "Professor Tang, can I have a private chat with you? I mean, my father, the director of Hogwarts, has something to convey to you."

"Malfoy!" Hermione yelled anxiously.

But before Malfoy could respond, Professor Tang had already spoken first.

Everyone heard the anger in his tone: "Mr. Malfoy! I think I've warned you, don't interrupt me when I'm talking."

"I'm afraid, I have to give you some substantial punishment." He said angrily: "For the next week, all the toilets on the first floor of the castle will be your job."

"Also, twenty points have been deducted from Slytherin House for another act of disrespect."

Malfoy's eyes widened.

"Sweep the toilet? My dad—"

"Another ten points, Mr. Malfoy." Tang Sen interrupted him, and said in a deep voice, "It's only three things. If there is a next time, I don't think you need to enter my class again."

Malfoy shut his mouth immediately, and the whole classroom became silent.

They didn't expect that Professor Tang, who was always gentle and polite, would be so aggressive when he got angry. Moreover, 40 points were deducted from a class, and Slytherin was hopeless for this year's House Cup.

Thinking of this, many Slytherin students had hidden resentment in their eyes.

"Let's go back to class."

After clearing up the discipline, Townsend calmed down again, took out a gold coin, and said, "Miss Granger's idea is very easy to realize, and it is just suitable for coin divination, because we only need to simply, or No answer."

Looking at the complicated expressions of the students, he read out the divination words.

"The man who left Harry Potter with the lightning scar has been resurrected."

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After seven times, Tang Sen threw out the gold coin.

Everyone's eyes followed the spinning golden coin, and when the gold coin finally landed in Tang Sen's palm, everyone's heartbeat almost stopped.

They looked at Tang Sen's expression and tried to guess the result in advance, but Tang Sen's face remained calm and unpredictable.

"Professor Tang Tang." Harry couldn't help but ask, "What is the result of the divination?"

"Actually, there is another interesting point in coin divination." Tang Sen did not rush to announce the result, but continued his teaching: "This point can be applied even to people who do not have the talent for divination when the coin is tossed." By the time, you actually already know the answer you want to know in your heart."

"So, do you want to see heads or tails?"

The students immediately exploded, and most of the students shouted: "Negative!"

"Really?" Tang Sen narrowed his eyes and tilted his palms towards the students so that they could see the Galleon clearly.

"Unfortunately, positive."

Huge waves of sound began to sweep through the classroom, and some female students even screamed involuntarily, and someone shouted: "No, it's impossible, there must be something wrong with the divination! My dad said it, the mysterious person has already Already dead, there's no way he'll be resurrected! It's all a Harry Potter lie!"

"Oh, Mr. Gore." Townsend looked at him, "So, you are questioning my divination skills, or questioning that I am lying?"

"I—" The Slytherin student was at a loss for words.

Tang Sen patted the podium to calm down the students, then picked up the gold coin and said, "I can see that everyone is not willing to accept the result of divination."

"Unfortunately, the future can be changed because of prophecy, but the past has already happened. No one can change what has happened."

"Sometimes, it takes a lot of courage to face the truth, so people are not willing to face the truth, but choose to escape, choose not to believe, but as a fortune-teller, you can't escape. I think why the result of coin fortune-telling today is so wrong. The reason for Miss Lanjie is to allow me to tell the truth."

"In that case, I might as well take one more step."

He said seriously: "I think I can do divination again. This time, we don't use coins for divination, but a more complicated dream divination."

As always, he explained the methods and key points of dream divination, then found a piece of paper, quickly wrote a line of words on it, and after silently reciting it seven times, he leaned back on the chair behind the podium and fell into a dream in an instant.

The students did not dare to make the slightest sound, and even lowered their breath.

Almost only a few seconds later, Tang Sen opened his eyes again.

Everyone could see that his eyes were no longer dull, but filled with horror.

This made everyone feel uneasy.

"I saw some pictures."

The students saw that Professor Tang took a deep breath and calmed down, and then said slowly: "Some bad things."

He moved his gaze horizontally, finally clicked on Hermione, and asked, "Miss Granger, I want to know, are there many prisons in the British wizarding world? Especially the prisons located on isolated islands and guarded by dementors."

"Prison?" Hermione's body turned cold unconsciously, and she said, "Professor Tang, I don't know which independent prisons are located on isolated islands, but the prisons guarded by dementors—"

"All wizards know that there is only one such place."

"Azkaban!"

The ear-piercing sound of benches rubbing against the floor echoed in the classroom, and the students moved back almost reflexively.

"Thank you for your answer, Miss Granger."

Tang Sen pursed his lips, motioned for her to sit down, then took another breath, and said solemnly:

"I have a prophecy."

"That person is planning to break through Azkaban and rescue those vicious prisoners. Dark shadows will sweep across England, and all this will happen soon."

"I'm sorry to say this in your first divination class, but you don't have to worry. I said that the future is not static. When I make a prophecy, it has the possibility of being changed."

"I am confident that the Ministry of Magic will respond correctly and prevent this from happening."

He said solemnly: "And I, as the divination professor of Hogwarts, will definitely do my best to ensure everyone's safety."

"I will stand with Hogwarts School, with the British Ministry of Magic, with all those who uphold justice, resolutely fight against any evil forces, against the so-called—"

"Dark Lord!"

(End of this chapter)