The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 152 No one can resist such a cute little girl

Ada was still thinking about how to clean up the teaching staff. People like Quirrell who were just filling in the numbers and were only interested in making trouble must not be retained. People like Trelawney who lowered the education level should also be considered as appropriate. After all, it was really difficult to recruit people for this course.

Another thing is to solve the problem of a teacher being too partial to others in the teaching team. This situation must be resolutely stopped and cannot be tolerated. Such behavior that is so partial to others cannot serve as a role model for students.

After scaring the students and showing her innate "talent", Trelawney finally started today's class. She asked the students to work in pairs, drink the tea until only the tea leaves were left, and then interpret the meaning behind it.

Fred and George filled three cups of tea and put them back on the table. The tea was boiling hot, but Trelawney urged everyone to start. The twins drank the boiling hot tea in two or three gulps, and the two of them stuck out their tongues, looking like summer galleons.

Ada, who was not merciless, blew the hot air slowly, as she did not want to get her mouth full of bubbles. The twins drank up the tea, followed the instructions, shook the tea leaves a few times, drained the tea, and exchanged cups.

"What did you see in the teacup?" Ada asked curiously. She was still shaking her teacup, more like a guest relaxing in the teahouse than a student here for class.

"I don't see anything but a pile of wet tea leaves!" muttered Fred, who had been staring at the teacup so much that he almost didn't recognize it.

"I want to know, who invented this thing? It's too unreliable!" George was very dissatisfied with this course. He looked at the shape of the tea leaves, which sometimes looked like a puppy and sometimes like a hat, and it made him feel confused.

Ada drank the tea in her cup and shook it. She couldn't distinguish the shape of the tea leaves. She smiled and said, "I think my third eye is blocked. It can no longer see the future."

The three people who put down their teacups laughed together. They had lost interest in this course. Trelawney walked among the students, asking them to expand their thinking and look beyond the boundaries of the secular world. In other words, they should have a big enough imagination and be able to make up stories.

As long as you can predict death or misfortune in a teacup, you are a qualified fortune teller in Trelawney's eyes.

When Trelawney announced the end of get out of class in her unclear voice, the students in the classroom rushed to leave. In this short class, half of the students had been predicted to suffer misfortune, and the remaining half of the students would also have the things they feared happen one day.

The entire army was wiped out, no one escaped.

After leaving the North Tower, Ada and the others appeared in the Great Hall. She was scooping stew into her cutlery, looking like she was trying to turn her anger into appetite. As long as the third-year Gryffindor students took the Divination class, they would be like Ada now.

For them, the afternoon of the first day of school was really terrible. One professor was timid and stuttered, and the other professor was alcoholic and neurotic. They experienced these two talented people in one afternoon, which was very tragic.

What’s even worse is that they will have to continue having afternoons like this for the entire school year.

After deciding to choose divination as an elective course, Ada also fantasized about becoming a prophet one day, being able to avoid danger and seek good fortune, and then being able to plan and win battles thousands of miles away.

Unfortunately, reality soon made Ada wake up. If she wanted to transform herself into a prophet, it would probably take her decades or even more.

Among the many magical disciplines, divination is the least rigorous one, and the textbooks have no meaning. It is just a summary of the predecessors' fortune tellers and is not very applicable.

Trelawney also said, "Books can only teach you so little...", so it is useless to brush up on books like other subjects. It can only help you understand other people's predictions faster.

There was no shortcut, no famous teacher to guide her, and she didn't have any "third eye". Ada was indeed not as good at divination as in other subjects, but it was good enough to cope with the exams.

In the end, it was still a question of talent. If Ada had the same talent as Cassandra Trelawney, she could also become a diviner admired by everyone without a teacher. On Tuesday afternoon, the students who had just finished lunch came outside the castle. The weather was good, it didn't rain, and the grass under their feet was very elastic. They were going to their first Care of Magical Creatures class.

We walked down the grassy slope to a clearing near the Forbidden Forest, where Professor Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank was waiting for us. She was an elderly witch with grey hair cut short.

She also loved smoking, which reminded Ida of Grover Cecil.

The Care of Magical Creatures class was originally supposed to be taught by Professor Kettleburn. Although this professor had been placed on probation sixty-two times, everyone still liked him very much, a righteous and interesting old man.

But Mr. Kettleburn is old after all, and he is temporarily unable to teach due to physical reasons, but the courses cannot be stopped, so Professor Grubbly-Plank appears here.

It is said that Hagrid also wanted to substitute for the class, but Dumbledore finally chose Grubbly-Plank. Fortunately, Dumbledore did not choose Hagrid, otherwise the students would have to face Hagrid's big babies in their first class, which would definitely be an unforgettable experience in life.

"Come here, our first class is about to begin." Professor Grubbly-Plank waved to the students. She was standing on a piece of freshly turned soil.

As the students stood on the dirt floor like her, Professor Grubbly-Plank said, "I see some of you are nervous, don't worry, the first class of magical creatures is very gentle, I promise that everyone of you will enjoy it."

Professor Grubbly-Plank opened the large box beside him and took out a small cage. In the cage was a small animal covered with black fur and with a long snout. It looked a bit like a mole, but also a smaller version of a platypus.

"Does anyone know what this little cutie is?" Professor Grubbly-Plank asked. "Just tell me. This is outside, not in the classroom."

Ada naturally did not want to be outdone at this time, so she said loudly: "The Niffler is an animal from the UK that is good at digging. They like everything that glitters, such as gold and jewelry. The Niffler usually lives in a nest 20 inches underground, and a litter has six to eight cubs."

While Ada was answering questions, Fred and George were whispering to each other. Fred whispered, "Don't you think Ada would be a good choice for a Niffler?"

"It's very suitable, and I think Ada will definitely serve Sniff well and even worship it." George replied in a low voice behind Ada.

"Very good, two points for Gryffindor." Grubbly-Plank took the Niffler in his hand. "Usually goblins use these cute little guys to dig for treasure. Although the Niffler is gentle by nature, its destructive power makes it unsuitable as a pet."

After Professor Grapplein explained a lot of knowledge about the Nifflers, he asked everyone to line up in groups of two to get a Niffler and dig out "treasures" from the open space in front of them. This is the content of today's class.

Ada held a Niffler in her arms and found that this little creature was indeed very friendly to people and not as "mighty" as other magical animals. It would be even better if this little cutie could stay out of her pocket.

Watching the Nifflers burrowing in and out of the ground, searching for bling bling things, money-loving Ada really came up with the idea of ​​raising a few Nifflers as pets. Zouwu and the like can be put aside for now, because who can resist such a cute little thing?
When you are short of money, take the Niffler with you to look for treasure. With Robin the Thief in hand, who would bother opening a joke shop?

When the get out of class was over, Ada reluctantly returned the Niffler to Professor Grubbly-Plank. She also asked Professor Grubbly-Plank about the price of the Niffler. Even on the way back to the castle, Ada kept looking back, looking eagerly at Grubbly-Plank's box containing the Niffler.

For the first Care of Magical Creatures class, I originally wanted to write about Bowtruckles or Fire Crabs, but the Niffler was just too good to pass up.

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