[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

Firenze’s teaching style exceeded everyone’s expectations.

He spoke very carefully, and by the way, he also talked about the general good and bad luck of this kind of horoscope in the eyes of the centaurs, but he didn't seem to care at all about how much the students understood, whether they believed the fate analysis he said, etc.

"It's actually meaningless." He lowered his eyebrows melancholy, "If you don't plan to study the movements in the sky, then the name of those shining light spots above your head will have almost no impact on your life. If you plan to study the star trails in depth There are signs of the future in it - well, I have to say, humans have never been very good at doing this kind of thing - even the centaurs only acquired this ability after a long time."

"However, sometimes even centaurs can make mistakes anyway, so it is foolish to believe too much in such things - of course, don't say this to my kind, unless you want to try the taste of centaurs' bows and arrows. "He smiled lightly, and unconsciously dug his hoofs on the ground. The students burst into good-natured laughter.

When the bell rang outside the classroom door, everyone was startled.

"I completely forgot we were still in the castle!" Harry sighed in a low voice.

"get out of class is over now," Firenze said, and when the students started to leave one after another, he said, "Harry Potter, please listen to what I have to say."

So Harry turned his head hesitantly, and both Ron and Tom stopped and glanced at Harry.

The centaur came towards them and said, "You can stay too, but please close the door."

Ron jogged over and closed the door.

"Well, that's very presumptuous to say," the centaur said, wagging his tail, "Harry Potter, are you Hagrid's friend?"

"I think so," said Harry.

"Then please give him a warning." Firenze said, "The pets he raised in the forest should be tidied up. He was away a while ago, and his pets showed signs of losing control. And the recent celestial phenomena have been a mess. , the elders are all very bad-tempered—probably due to the influence of the unusually bright Mars—and they dislike everything. If this continues, I am afraid something that we are not happy to see will happen."

"His... pets?" Harry repeated blankly.

"Yes." Firenze nodded and stepped uncomfortably on the spot a few times. "I should have warned him personally, but you know, we all swore never to disobey God's will. In fact, I It’s already incredible to be able to work for a wizard with the consent of the tribe - if the trajectory of my fate hadn’t been so confusing recently, this would never have happened. I’d be thankful that I wasn’t hunted down by the tribe - so... uh, I I don’t want to further irritate the elders’ nerves. When they are very dissatisfied with Hagrid now, it’s best for me to stay away from Hagrid – for the best of us.”

Harry responded blankly.

"Please be safe these days," Firenze said at the end, "Mars has been extremely bright in recent days."

"So what does Mars mean?" Ron asked on the way back to Gryffindor Tower. "He emphasized it many times, but to be honest, apart from the moon, the brightest thing in the sky is the North Star. I don't know the other one." can not tell."

"I was wondering what Hagrid's pets were," Harry said. "I thought Hagrid only had Fangs."

"Maybe Lu Wei is still in school?" Tom guessed.

When they accompanied Harry to find Hagrid, Hagrid was also confused.

"My... pet?" Hagrid scratched his head in confusion with his thick fingers, "Ya Ya has been very good recently." He thought for a while and decided not to torture his brain, and buried his head in the ground hard, "Oh, the temperature has been very good lately. It’s too low, the ground is frozen solid…” he muttered.

"Fierenze is quite serious." Harry said uneasily, "Hagrid, you'd better think again, in case the centaurs get impulsive - I heard that their bows and arrows are very powerful, and refer to Faeren With Professor Ze’s muscles, it’s probably difficult for us to gain the upper hand in a hand-to-hand fight.”

"The centaurs are friends," Hagrid said nonchalantly. "They are a bit naughty, but they do maintain a good relationship with Professor Dumbledore. You don't have to worry about them."

"Let me tell you," the half-giant took off his coat made of rough fur, white smoke rising from his body, "this is not a problem you should worry about."

"Okay." Harry had no choice but to put aside the topic and turn to care about the half-giant, "Speaking of which, are you okay? Where did they take you a while ago?"

"...Azkaban." Hagrid's face darkened, "Don't let me talk about this, I don't want to remember that..." He shivered heavily, and his huge body looked a little weak and pitiful.

"Hagrid!" Harry shouted, his heart filled with worry.

"That's a very scary place." Hagrid said hoarsely, "The most terrifying place you can imagine." He tried to smile, but failed, and just twisted the corners of his mouth weirdly, "Anyway, I would rather Even if I die, I don’t want to go there again.”

Then he quickly changed the subject: "Okay, okay... what you should worry about is your own affairs. It's time to choose courses for the second grade. You don't have to wait until the last second to make up your mind, right?"

As he spoke, he turned around in a disguised manner and moved a large bucket of smelly fertilizer.

"This is related to your future career plans." Hagrid shared his experience while stirring the bucket of dragon dung. "Although adjustments can be made every school year, of course it is important to choose the right path from the beginning. The best. Otherwise, it will be difficult to catch up with some courses, and some courses have a basic threshold for advanced years.”

"Ah." Harry's expression changed. He didn't know whether he was affected by the smell or was suddenly reminded of this matter.

"I know," Ron said gloomily, "you have to take all the subjects - they're the basic subjects, and then you have to choose something else. I've seen George and Fred doing crazy homework in the last few days of the holiday. They claim that starting from the third grade, they have to set aside an extra day to catch up on homework.”

Tom said nothing. He had long planned to take all the subjects. Of course, you have to experience all those unfamiliar courses before you know what you are good at and what you are not good at. And he also wanted to know, if too many courses caused time conflicts, how would the wizarding world solve it? Small class teaching? Watch course replays? Use the "body" technique?

"When can I choose courses?" he asked.

"It seems to be the Easter holiday?" Hagrid said uncertainly, "I only heard them mention it that day."

But before Easter, something happened again at school.