I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - Chapter 387

c383 Centaur’s Divination

January 5, 1995, was sunny.

After the Christmas holidays, 1994 officially became a thing of the past.

Ian also returned to Hogwarts on time and started his career as a gamekeeper.

In fact, if you look closely, gamekeepers don’t get holidays.

This position is different from that of a student or professor. The gamekeeper’s responsibilities are at the Forbidden Forest and the castle gate, so he is actually working all year round.

But privilege is everywhere.

Ian also enjoyed the treatment of the principal in advance, just like Dumbledore. If something happened, he would get a leave by himself, and then do whatever he had to do…

…

“So you didn’t even see Principal Dumbledore at the Christmas dinner?”

A revolving lantern floats behind Ian, followed by the three-headed dog Fluffy on the left, and the tall Hagrid standing on the right.

“Yes, but I’m sure the principal is busy with more important things.” Hagrid replied angrily.

Ian also chuckled when he heard this. He knew that Hagrid’s nature was like this, he trusted Dumbledore extremely, or blindly.

Fortunately, Hagrid had followed the right person. If it were anyone else, Hagrid’s character would have been cheated long ago.

But this time, Ian did not refute Hagrid, but nodded in agreement matter-of-factly.

“You’re right, the principal is really busy with more important things.”

He knew very well that the second phase of the eco-city project was almost completed, and the principal holding the Elder Wand must be personally involved in releasing reinforcement magic for the eco-city.

“Hahahaha, I knew it!” Hagrid smiled heartily. He was very happy that Ian agreed with his point of view and trusted Dumbledore.

“Ian, the centaurs are holding a divination tonight. Do you want to go and see it? Ever since you moved Aragog, the centaurs have become more active.”

“Go! There won’t be any patrols at night anyway. I’ll just ask Lu Wei to follow the route and drive away some big guys deep in the Forbidden Forest.” Ian agreed immediately.

He has always been in awe of divination. Not to mention Grindelwald’s performance, just a few previous divinations in the apocalypse have made him understand that divination is a seriously underestimated magic.

“Then let’s go. To be honest, the centaurs haven’t held this kind of collective divination ceremony for decades. They are always hunting Aragog’s descendants… By the way, how long will it take for Aragog to come back? ?”

Listening to Hagrid’s muttering, Ian also shook his head speechlessly. He had grown so big in vain, and his thoughts were as petty as a woman’s.

“Don’t worry, I will never forget what I promised you. I will send it back to you before Easter at the latest.”

But when faced with Hagrid’s questions, he could only reiterate his previous promise.

After all, when they first captured the Acromantula, they had made an agreement with Hagrid to send Aragog back and let Hagrid take care of him in his old age after the entire group was settled.

After hearing the specific time, Hagrid was visibly relieved.

But after he reacted, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, “Ian, it’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that I suddenly thought of it again…”

“Okay, I know. Now you go on patrol, and I will also go to the centaurs to have a look.”

Perhaps seeing that Ian didn’t want to dwell too much on this issue, Hagrid also left alone with a lantern.

…

Horse people are proud by nature and respect nature. Therefore, while they disdain to communicate with wizards, they also live an extremely simple life.

Food, clothing, housing and transportation, everything big and small, are all done by the most primitive means.

“Perhaps this is the origin of your astrological talent…” Ian couldn’t help but sigh.

Looking around, these seemingly rough houses give people a faint sense of coordination, as if everything is as it should be, blending in perfectly with the surrounding environment.

Ian’s casual emotion was also heard by the older centaurs around him.

“We are born in nature and will eventually return to nature. In fact, every life is a part of nature, so every life is born with the talent of astrology, but they have forgotten it…”

After hearing the centaur’s explanation, Ian just nodded and did not continue to express his views, although he thought what the centaur said made sense.

It is a taboo no matter where you are to communicate with each other.

Ian really didn’t want to say anything to this unfamiliar older centaur.

If he really wanted to chat, he would rather chat with the familiar Firenze, who was also the new divination professor who replaced Sybill Trelawney in the original work.

Ten minutes later.

Ian sighed helplessly. As the saying goes, how great the expectations are, how great the disappointment is.

Hagrid’s collective divination of centaurs… In his opinion, Chun Chun just picked a clear night and held a bonfire party.

Gathering together and chatting in small groups, there is no sense of a mysterious ritual.

“Disappointed, aren’t you?”

Hearing the familiar voice coming from behind, Ian said without looking back: “I can’t say I’m disappointed, I can only say it’s different from what I thought.”

“Then what do you think astrology should be like? Or do you also think this is a trick of pretending to be a ghost?”

Hearing the voice behind him that seemed to be chasing after him, Ian could only turn his head helplessly.

“Fierenze, as a centaur, you actually ask such a question? This would seem very inconsistent! Besides, if I really thought that astrology was a trick, I wouldn’t have come here at night.”

Ian has never taken astrology lightly.

This ancient astrology, which originated from the Sumerian civilization, has been popular in the world since 7,000 BC. It has been passed down for almost 10,000 years, how can it be just a pretense?

“But I feel your loss.” As he spoke, Firenze did not forget to look up at the stars.

This operation left Ian speechless. In the original novel, he felt that centaurs love to pretend, pretending to be mysterious when everything is fine.

Seeing Firenze’s behavior, Ian did not intend to spoil the other party, even if he was an acquaintance. “Don’t look up here when you are chatting. Also, what did the planets whisper to you just now?”

Although he knew he was being ridiculed, Firenze was not angry and still maintained his character, “The darkness of the full moon and the retrograde motion of Mars are no longer divination, because the signs of disaster are already there. ”

After hearing this answer, Ian stopped joking and asked seriously: “How long will it take? I mean, judging from the astrology, when will the disaster happen?”

Despite Fudge’s revelation, Ian didn’t mind hearing the results of the centaur’s divination.

“Four months at most!” Firenze answered directly without thinking. After hesitating for a moment, he continued: “I suggest you not to insist on divination. The future is always changing.”

Feeling Firenze’s kindness, Ian also smiled and said: “Of course I won’t be attached to it, but it’s still a reference, isn’t it?”

…

After once again accurately measuring the time range, Ian was no longer in the mood to have a bonfire party with the centaurs here. After all, his original purpose of coming here was to use the centaurs to divine the time when fungi would mutate.

Seeing that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to stay any longer.

To be honest, Ian has nothing to say about the appearance of the horseman.

Even the female centaurs only have huge headlights, which are barely in line with human aesthetics. The rest of the place… is really hard to describe.