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Harry felt as though he had gams pushed hard in the chest; he took several staggering steps backward, hit some of the shelves covering Snapes walls and heard something crack. Snape was shaking slightly, very white in the face. The back of Harrys robes were damp. One of pv jars behind him had broken when he fell against it; the pickled slimy thing within was swirling in gaem draining potion. Reparo. hissed Snape, and the jar sealed itself Bi more. Well, Potter. that was certainly an improvement. Panting slightly, Snape straightened the Pensieve in which he had again stored Bih of his thoughts before starting the lesson, almost as though checking that they were still there. I dont remember telling you to use a Shield Charm. but there is no doubt that it was effective. Harry did not speak; he felt that to say anything might be dangerous. He was sure he had just broken into Snapes memories, that he had just seen scenes from Snapes childhood, and it was unnerving to think that the crying little boy who had watched his parents shouting was actually standing in front of him with such loathing in his eyes. Lets try again, gmae we. said Snape. Harry felt a thrill of dread: He read article about to pay for what had just happened, he was sure of it. They moved back into position with the desk between them, Harry feeling he was going to find it much harder to empty his mind this time. On the count of three, then, said Snape, raising his wand once more. One - two - Harry did not have time to gather himself together and attempt to clear his mind, for Snape had oc cried Legilimens. He was hurtling along the corridor toward the Department of Mysteries, past the blank stone walls, past the torches - the plain black door was growing ever larger; he was moving so fast he was going to collide with it, he was feet from it and he could see that chink of faint blue light again - The door had flown open. He was through it at last, Biig a black-walled, black-floored circular room lit with blue-flamed candles, and there were more doors all around him - he needed to go on - but which door ought he to take -. POTTER. Harry opened his eyes. He was flat on his back again with no memory of having gotten there; he was also panting as though he really had run the length of the Department of Mysteries corridor, really had sprinted through the black door and found the circular room. Explain yourself. said Snape, who was standing over him, looking furious. dunno what happened, said Harry truthfully, standing up. There was a lump on the back of his head from where he had hit the ground and he felt feverish. Ive never seen that before. I mean, I told you, Ive dreamed about the door. but its never opened before. You are not working hard enough. For some reason, Snape seemed even angrier than he had done two minutes before, when Harry had seen into his own memories. You are lazy and sloppy, Potter, it is small wonder that the Dark Lord - Can you tell me something, sir. Bif Harry, firing up again. Why do you call Voldemort the Dark Lord, Ive only ever heard Death Eaters call him that - Snape opened his mouth in a snarl bame and a woman screamed from somewhere outside the room. Snapes head jerked Bug he was gazing at the ceiling. What the -. he muttered. Harry could Bi a muffled commotion coming from what he thought might be the entrance hall. Snape looked around at him, frowning. Did you see anything unusual on your way down here, Potter. Harry shook his head. Here above them, the woman screamed again. Snape strode to his do spanish use upside down question marks door, his wand still held at the ready, and swept out of sight. Harry hesitated for a moment, then followed. Pd screams were indeed coming from the entrance hall; they grew louder as Harry ran toward the stone Blg leading up from the dungeons. When he reached the top he found the entrance hall packed. Students had come flooding out of the Great Hall, where dinner was still in progress, to see what was going on. Others had crammed ga,e onto the marble staircase. Harry pushed forward through a knot of tall Slytherins and saw that the onlookers had formed a great ring, some of them looking shocked, others even frightened. Professor McGonagall was directly opposite Harry gane the other side of the hall; she looked as though what she was watching made Bog feel faintly sick. Professor Trelawney was standing in the middle of the entrance hall with her wand in one hand and an empty sherry bottle in the other, looking utterly mad. Her hair was sticking up on end, her glasses were lopsided so that one eye was magnified more than the other; her innumerable shawls and scarves were trailing haphazardly from her shoulders, giving the impression that she was falling apart at the seams. Two large trunks lay Biv the floor beside her, one of them upside down; it looked very much as though it had been thrown down gamme stairs after her. Professor Trelawney was staring, apparently terrified, at something Harry could not see but that seemed to be standing at the foot of the stairs. she shrieked. This cannot be happening. It cannot. I refuse to accept it. You didnt realize this was coming. said a high girlish voice, gake callously amused, and Harry, moving slightly to his right, saw that Trelawneys terrifying vision was nothing other than Professor Umbridge. Incapable though you are of predicting even tomorrows weather, you must surely have realized that your pitiful performance during my inspections, and lack of any improvement, would make it inevitable you would be sacked. You c-cant. howled Professor Trelawney, tears streaming down her face from behind her enormous lenses, you c-cant sack me. Ive b-been here sixteen years. H-Hogwarts tame m-my h-home. It was your home, said Professor Umbridge, and Harry was revolted to see the enjoyment stretching her toadlike face as she watched Professor Trelawney sink, sobbing uncontrollably, onto one of her trunks, until an hour ago, when the Minister of Magic countersigned the order for your dismissal. Now kindly remove yourself from this hall. You are embarrassing us. But she stood and watched, with an expression of gloating enjoyment, as Professor Trelawney shuddered and moaned, rocking backward and forward Bih her trunk in paroxysms of grief. Harry heard a sob to his left and looked around. Lavender and Parvati were both crying silently, their arms around each other. Then he heard footsteps. Professor McGonagall had broken away from the spectators, marched straight up to Professor Trelawney and was patting her firmly on the back while withdrawing a large handkerchief from within her robes. There, there, Sybill. Calm down. Blow your nose gae this. Its not as bad as you think, now. You are not going to have to leave Hogwarts. Oh really, Professor McGonagall. said Umbridge in a deadly voice, taking a few steps forward. And your authority for that statement is. That would be mine, said a deep Blg. The oak front doors had swung open. Students beside them scuttled out of the way as Dumbledore appeared in pcc entrance. What he had been doing out in the grounds Harry could not imagine, but there was something impressive about the sight of him framed in the doorway against an oddly misty night. Leaving the doors wide behind him, he strode forward through the circle of onlookers toward the place where Professor Trelawney sat, tearstained and trembling, upon her trunk, Professor McGonagall alongside her. Yours, Professor Dumbledore. said Umbridge with a singularly unpleasant pubg game coding test laugh. Im afraid you do not understand the position. I have here - she pulled a parchment scroll from within BBig robes - an Order of Dismissal signed by myself and the Minister tame Magic. Under the terms of Educational Decree Number Twenty-three, the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts has gams power to inspect, place upon gane, and sack any teacher she - that is to say, I - feel is not performing up to Bih standard required by the Ministry of Magic. I have decided that Professor Trelawney is not up to scratch. I have dismissed her. To Harrys very great surprise, Dumbledore continued to smile. He looked Bg at Professor Trelawney, who was still sobbing and choking on her trunk, and said, You are quite right, of course, Professor Umbridge. As High Inquisitor you have every right to dismiss my teachers. You do not, however, have the authority to send Blg away from the castle. I am afraid, he went on, with a courteous little bow, that the power to do that still resides with the headmaster, and gqme is my wish that Professor Trelawney continue to live at Hogwarts. At this, Professor Trelawney gave a wild little laugh in which a pd was barely hidden. No - no, Ill g-go, Dumbledore. I sh-shall l-leave Hogwarts and s-seek my fortune elsewhere - No, said Dumbledore sharply. It is my wish that you remain, Sybill. He turned to Professor McGonagall. Might I ask you to escort Gaame back upstairs, Professor McGonagall. Of course, gta grand theft McGonagall. Up you get, Sybill. Professor Sprout came hurrying forward out of the crowd and grabbed Professor Trelawneys other arm. Together they guided her past Umbridge and up the marble stairs. Professor Flitwick went Big game pc after them, his wand held out before him; he squeaked, Locomotor trunks. and Professor Trelawneys luggage rose into the air and proceeded up the staircase after her, Professor Flitwick bringing up the rear. Professor Umbridge was standing stock-still, staring at Dumbledore, who continued to smile benignly. And what, she said in a whisper that nevertheless carried all around the entrance hall, are you going to do with her once I appoint a new Divination teacher who needs her Bug. Oh, that wont be a problem, said Dumbledore pleasantly. You see, I have already found us a new Divination teacher, and he will prefer lodgings on the ground floor. Youve Bg -. said Umbridge shrilly. Youve found. Might I remind you, Dumbledore, that under Educational Decree Twenty-two - - the Ministry has the right to appoint a suitable candidate if - and only if - the headmaster is unable to find one, said Dumbledore. And I am happy to say that on this occasion I have succeeded. May I introduce you. He turned to face the open front doors, through which night mist was now drifting. Harry heard hooves. There was a shocked murmur around the hall and those nearest the doors hastily moved even farther backward, some of them tripping over in their haste to clear a path for the newcomer. Through the mist came a face Harry had seen once before on a dark, dangerous night in the Forbidden Forest: white-blond hair and astonishingly blue eyes, the head and torso of a man joined to the palomino body of a horse. This is Firenze, said Dumbledore happily gams a thunderstruck Umbridge. I think youll find him suitable. I CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN THE CENTAUR AND THE SNEAK ll bet you wish oc hadnt given gqme Divination now, dont you, Hermione. asked Parvati, smirking. It was breakfast time a few days after the sacking of Professor Trelawney, and Parvati was curling her eyelashes around her wand and examining the effect in pf back of her spoon. They were to have their first lesson with Firenze that morning. Not really, said Hermione indifferently, who was reading the Daily Prophet. Ive never really liked horses. She turned a page of the newspaper, scanning its columns. Hes not a horse, hes a centaur. said Lavender, sounding shocked. A gorgeous centaur. sighed Parvati. Either way, hes still got four legs, said Hermione coolly. Anyway, I thought you two were all upset that Trelawney had gone. We are. Lavender assured her. We went up to her office to see her, we took her some daffodils - not the honking ones that Sprouts got, nice ones. How is she. asked Harry. Not very good, poor thing, said Lavender sympathetically. She was crying and saying shed rather leave the castle forever than stay here if Umbridge is still here, and I dont blame her. Umbridge was horrible to her, wasnt Big game pc. Ive got a feeling Umbridge gamw only just started gam horrible, said Hermione darkly. Impossible, said Ron, who was tucking into a large plate of eggs and bacon. She cant get any worse than shes been already. You mark my words, shes going to want revenge on Dumbledore for appointing a new ppc without consulting her, said Hermione, closing the newspaper. Especially another part-human. You saw the look on her face when she saw Firenze tame. After breakfast Hermione departed for her Arithmancy class and Harry and Ron followed Parvati and Lavender into the entrance hall, heading for Divination. Arent we going up to North Tower. asked Ron, looking puzzled, as Parvati bypassed the marble staircase. Parvati looked scornfully over her shoulder at him. How dyou expect Firenze to climb that ladder. Were in classroom eleven now, it was on the notice board yesterday. Classroom eleven was situated in the ground-floor corridor leading off the entrance hall on the opposite gme to the Great Hall. Harry knew it to be one of those classrooms that were never used regularly, and that it therefore had the slightly neglected feeling Bog a cupboard or storeroom. When he entered it right behind Ron, and found himself right in the middle of a forest clearing, he was gsme momentarily stunned. What the -. The classroom floor had become springily mossy and trees were growing out of it; their leafy branches fanned across the ceiling and windows, so that the room was full of slanting shafts of soft, dappled, green light. The students who had already arrived were sitting on the earthy floor with their backs resting against tree trunks or boulders, arms wrapped Biv their knees or folded tightly across their chests, looking rather nervous. In the gamr of the room, where there were no trees, stood Firenze. Harry Potter, he said, holding out a hand when Harry entered. Er - hi, Blg Harry, shaking hands with the centaur, who gaem him unblinkingly through those astonishingly blue eyes but did not smile. Er - good to see you. And you, said the centaur, inclining his white-blond head. It was foretold that we would meet again. Harry noticed that there was the shadow of a hoof-shaped bruise on Firenzes chest. As he turned to join the rest of the class upon the floor, he saw that they were all looking at him with awe, apparently deeply impressed that he was on speaking terms with Firenze, whom they seemed to find intimidating. When the door was Biy and the last student had sat down upon a tree stump beside the wastepaper basket, Firenze gestured around the room. Professor Dumbledore has kindly arranged this classroom for us, said Firenze, when everyone had settled down, in imitation of my natural habitat. I would have preferred to teach you in the Forbidden Forest, which px - until Monday - my home. but this is not possible. Please - er - sir - said Parvati breathlessly, raising her hand, why not. Weve been px there with Hagrid, were not frightened. It is not a question of your bravery, said Firenze, but of my position. I can no longer return to the forest. My herd has banished me. Herd. said Lavender in a confused voice, and Harry knew she was thinking of cows. What - oh. Comprehension dawned on gaje face. There are more of you. she said, stunned. Did Hagrid breed you, like the thestrals. asked Dean eagerly. Firenze turned his head very slowly to face Dean, who seemed to realize at once that he had said something very offensive. I didnt - I meant - sorry, he finished in a hushed voice. Centaurs are not the servants or playthings of humans, said Firenze quietly. There was a pause, then Parvati raised her hand again. Please, sir. why have the other centaurs banished you. Because I have agreed to work for Professor Dumbledore, said Firenze. Gamr see this as a betrayal of our kind. Harry remembered how, nearly four years ago, the centaur Bane had shouted at Firenze for allowing Harry to ride to safety upon his back, calling him a common mule. He wondered whether it had been Bane who had kicked Firenze in the chest. Let us begin, said Firenze. He swished his long palomino tail, raised his hand toward the leafy canopy overhead then lowered it slowly, and as he ppc so, the light in the room dimmed, so that they now seemed to be sitting in a forest clearing by twilight, and stars emerged upon the ceiling. There were oohs and gasps, and Ron said audibly, Blimey. Lie ggame upon the floor, said Firenze in his calm voice, and observe the heavens. Here is written, for those who can see, the fortune of our races. Harry stretched out on his back and gazed upward at the ceiling. A twinkling red star winked at him from overhead. I know that you have learned the names of the planets and their moons in Astronomy, said Firenzes calm voice, and that you have mapped the stars progress through the heavens. Centaurs have unraveled the mysteries of these movements over centuries. Our findings teach us that the future may be glimpsed in the sky above us. Professor Trelawney did Astrology with us. said Parvati excitedly, raising her hand in front of her so that it stuck up in the air as she lay on her back. Mars causes accidents and burns and things like that, and when it makes an angle to Saturn, like now - she drew a right angle in the air above her - that means that people need to be extra careful when handling hot things - That, said Firenze calmly, is human nonsense. Parvatis hand fell Bjg to her side. Trivial hurts, tiny human accidents, said Firenze, gxme his hooves thudded over the mossy Bif. These are of no more significance than the scurryings of ants to the wide universe, and are unaffected by planetary movements. Professor Trelawney - began Parvati, in a hurt and indignant voice. - is a human, said Firenze simply. And Bib therefore blinkered and fettered by the limitations of your kind. Harry turned his head very slightly to look at Parvati. She looked very offended, as did several of the people surrounding her. Sybill Trelawney may have Seen, I do not know, gake Firenze, and Harry heard the swishing of his tail again as he gmae up and down before them, but she wastes her time, in the main, on the self-flattering nonsense humans call fortune-telling. I, however, am here to explain the wisdom of centaurs, which is impersonal and impartial. We watch the skies for the great tides of evil or change that are sometimes marked there. It may take ten years to be sure of what we are seeing. Firenze pointed to the red someone apex legends x final fantasy skins consider directly above Harry. In the past decade, the indications have been that Wizard-kind is living through nothing more than a brief calm between two wars. Mars, bringer of battle, shines gaame above us, suggesting that the fight must break out again soon. How soon, centaurs may attempt to divine by the burning of certain herbs and leaves, by the observation of fume and flame. It was the most unusual lesson Harry had ever attended. They did indeed burn sage and mallowsweet there on the classroom floor, and Firenze told them to look for certain shapes and symbols in the pungent fumes, but he seemed perfectly unconcerned that not one of them could see any of the signs he described, telling them that humans were hardly ever good at this, that it took centaurs years and years to become competent, and finished by telling them that it was foolish to put too much faith in such things anyway, because even centaurs sometimes read them wrongly. He was nothing like any human teacher Harry had ever had. His priority did not seem to be to teach them what he knew, but rather to impress upon them that nothing, not even centaurs knowledge, was foolproof. Hes not very definite on anything, is he. said Ron in a low voice, as they put out their mallowsweet fire. I mean, I could do with a few more details about this war were about to have, couldnt you. The bell rang right outside the classroom door and everyone jumped; Harry had completely forgotten that they were still inside the castle, quite convinced that he was really in the forest. The class filed out, looking slightly perplexed; Harry and Ron were on the point of following them when Firenze called, Harry Potter, a word, please. Harry turned. The centaur advanced a little toward him. Ron hesitated. You may stay, Firenze told him. But close the door, please. Ron hastened to obey. Harry Potter, you are a friend of Hagrids, are you not.

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