Reborn Evil Wizard

Thus began the peaceful Hogwarts third-year campus life.

When students reach the third grade, they have a wide variety of courses to choose from, such as Talents, Herbalism, Potions, Defense Against the Dark Arts, Protection of Magical Creatures, Magic Charms, Divination, History of Magic, Transfiguration, Arithmancy and Divination, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies, etc., there are no less than dozens of courses in total.

Lin Xi looked at the schedule, and besides the compulsory courses, he chose the relatively unpopular courses, well, there were not many people who chose the two courses of ancient magic pattern research and ancient runes, which were held together by seven grades. , He is more active and attentive to the accumulation of knowledge. After all, Lin Xi himself is just a little wizard, and the strongest cheat is just more than 20 years of memories from his previous life. Magic or something has nothing to do with half a yarn.

As for subjects such as protection of magical creatures, arithmetic and divination, astronomy, Muggle studies, and divination, they are relatively popular subjects among students, but it's a pity that Lin Xi doesn't have the slightest desire to learn at all, because of these subjects It is completely useless to him, secondly... Young Master Lin has already made up his mind to stay away from a certain savior named Potter, who asked Potter to enroll in these subjects.

Don't think that he didn't notice the almost perverted gaze from the other party at the opening dinner. For this young man who didn't know how many Horcruxes he had eaten and whose mutation degree is unknown, Lin Xi said that even if his nerves were as tough as his , and also a little bit unbearable to this vicious and distorted sight.

As for why I signed up for a divination class at the end... Young Master Lin spread his hands and expressed his helplessness. I don't know why, but this certain Malfoy kid called Dill Mozzy who has become a little strange since the vacation, I don't know what he received. Excited, a boy who was originally lazy began to aspire to snatch the position of the first left and right hand next to Young Master Lin, and followed Lin Xi inseparably, because the two elective courses were different. The Niwen class requires a basic entrance exam before you can choose it. Dilmoch may have torn up the curriculum schedule he chose and turned to boring text learning.

Of course, he is very depressed about this kind of campus life where he hardly sees each other after class for a year. In order to comfort his excellent subordinates, it is necessary to give them a little sweetness.But more importantly, Lin Xi was also very curious about divination, so he also took it as an elective, and even selectively forgot that a certain perverted savior seemed to have also taken this course.

And this morning was the day when the first divination class started.

On the top of the north tower, when the two brothers Lin Xi and Malfoy arrived, almost everyone had already arrived.

The professor of Divination is Sybill Trelawney, a crazy old woman with a certain nervousness.

Lin Xi looked around the dark classroom with the curtains drawn tightly and the drowsy sweet incense burning. His eyes flicked over the small round tables filled with four college students, and then Maibu led the two behind him towards the group of Slytherin students in the northeast corner.

Before they could walk over, most of the Slytherin students had already stood up and gave up their seats. Young Master Lin nodded in satisfaction, and when he was about to choose a seat with a good angle, he suddenly heard a A damn familiar deep voice sounded from behind him.

"There are still vacant seats here. I think as His Royal Highness Slytherin, you don't need to embarrass your sincere subordinates because of some trivial things."

Lin Xi froze, turned her head abruptly, and saw not far behind her, Harry Potter was standing there smiling and pointing to her seat, "How about it, do you want to come with me, Xi? "

"No, I don't think so. Potter." Lin Xipi raised the corners of his mouth with a smirk, sitting at the same table with the savior of Gryffindor is really a challenge to people's psychological endurance, let alone... "I assume, we don't seem to be very familiar with each other, right? So what illusion makes you think that you can call me by my name directly? Mr. Harry Potter?"

"Okay, okay, it's really awkward, Lin." Potter shrugged in a nonchalant tone, as if he didn't mind Lin Xi's pickiness at all, but he couldn't help asking, "Really?" Won't you sit with me? I think this position is really good."

"No! Thank you for your kindness, I've already said it - no need!" Lin Xi could hardly control the urge to roll his eyes, damn it, what kind of self-confidence can make him think that he will listen to him?Soul contract?snort!If such an important agreement is used in such a place, even the soul contract will cry!

Young Master Lin immediately chose a place farthest away from Potter and sat down. Now he is completely confused about what kind of trouble this person, who had hardly had any contact with him before, is going to do with his attitude of coming over actively after school starts! ?

For a person who can count himself in and even win, Lin Xi still has a little appreciation, let alone a younger brother who is related by blood in this life.

However, as the one who suffered a loss, he showed more respect for this person at a distance. After all, every time he saw the sinister face of the other party, he couldn't help recalling his own failure, and thinking that his failure would definitely It made him feel uncomfortable, so even if he could make himself happier, he didn't want to see this handsome face recently, and he didn't want to hear the other party's low voice with a hint of the dull voice that is often seen during the voice change period. sound.

Trelawney came early, or she was always here, anyway, this old woman with a glittering shawl ring earrings and necklace like a big glowing insect sat in the only chair with arms in front of the fireplace On, said in a soft and fuzzy voice, "Welcome, welcome to the divination class, my dear children..."

I have to say that Trelawney's divination class was like a complete joke.

"Who wouldn't pretend to be mysterious? I think El Nio's transparent old thing in the council is more like a magic stick than her. Oh, I forgot, this is indeed his old friend...El Nio What is the composition of the aesthetics? Is this normal in the eyes of ghosts? This is really, this is really..."

Draco held a teacup in both hands, and lowered his head to observe the steaming tea leaves in the cup - they are learning tea divination now, and I heard that this thing can help you calculate what will happen in the next few weeks event.

However, it seems that this stupid way of divination did not satisfy the platinum-blond little dragon. He lowered his head and muttered to himself, as if organizing his words, "...unbelievable!" Professor Insect, he shook his head and said in confirmation, "It's incredible!"

Lin Xi thought of Ernio's slightly fat little face with blond curly hair. It seemed that the crystal ball that predicted Voldemort's demise was originally sponsored by the bad-tempered Ghost King as a breakup fee for his little lover, but it turned out to be a mess. The entire British wizarding world was in chaos, and he could be regarded as a mastermind behind the scenes.

Putting down her tea cup for divination in boredom, Lin Xi finally sighed, "I also gave up. Instead of learning this kind of tea divination that makes no sense, I prefer Tarot cards. After all, it is more scientific. "

In other words, it seems that the Tarot cards may not be taken there scientifically!

Here Lin Xi and the others are laughing at this illusory fortune-telling, while Potter also encountered some troubles when playing with this fortune-telling prop.

Trelawney was carefully examining the tea he had brewed, divining the future for him nervously.

"Oh... this is really scary! It's scary!" Professor Trelawney held her heart in her hands, as if she couldn't bear any blows, she closed her eyes tightly, and said loudly, "I Dear child...my poor child...I see your future - ominous!"

Ominous?Potter, who was in the mood of watching a play, raised his eyebrows with interest, thinking that this divination class is not so boring.Of course he believed in the existence of divination, otherwise Voldemort would not have rushed to Gaozhui Valley to deal with a one-year-old baby because of such a divination result, although the ending was very effective in line with the divination result.But no matter what, he never doubted the divination, but now, he can look at this mysterious thing with a more rational eye.

As for Trelawney, Potter felt that she still had some abilities, maybe sometimes her expressions were a bit out of place, she looked more like an opera singer than a fortune-teller, but it didn't matter, as long as she made a prophecy, he did He will keep it in his heart, as for how to do it, that is his own business.

"It's bad luck! My dear, you have bad luck!" Trelawney seemed to think that the emotional mobilization was already in place, so she opened her eyes dramatically, looked at Potter and said, "The ghost wandering around the goal seems to be Big dog! My dear child, it is an omen—the worst omen—an omen of death!"

Accompanied by the gasps of many students around him, Potter's expression was calm and terrifying.He even raised a warm smile like sunshine, "Thank you, Professor Splowney, your divination has really benefited me a lot, thank you very much."

"Oh, it's nothing... yes, good boy, you'll be fine." Splowney looked very surprised, and she was full of affection for this boy who respected her and even calmly accepted the results of divination, Even allowing him to sit a little closer to her next time he came to give him a new divination.

"Thank you very much for your kindness." Potter, who had once served as the president of the perfect male student union, could easily win the favor of any professor...or only that spooky Snape?

Either way, he's got something that interests him.

Big ghostly dog?Bad omen?A harbinger of death?

It made Potter think of the big black dog, the unknown Animagus, seen on the train with trusted Defense Against the Dark Arts professor Remus Lupin.

Or add that rat?

It seemed that they were coming for him.

A certain savior whose inner core was already so black and shiny that his soul was twisted to the point of unbearable laughter smiled sinisterly, and he thought of an even more interesting idea.

Well, maybe he should go ahead and find something to do with that old sweet bee sitting in the headmaster's office, or he'd really be a disservice to his reputation as the savior of Harry Potter.

As for Lin Xi...

For Merlin's sake, this Slytherin Highness seems to have become more and more unapproachable since he signed the soul contract with him!I swear on Merlin's name, he has never been so indifferent to him before!

So... are you still fighting?

Potter giggled, inexplicably feeling that Xi was so indifferent to him that he was very excited.

Perhaps, he really needs to think carefully about how to deepen his capture of his dear Xi step by step.