Hogwarts: Break off the engagement at the beginning and marry Hermione at the back end

"Oh, thank you so much, Professor!"

Braun said with a smile on his face.

Money wasn't spent for nothing, and Professor Trelawney easily got Braun through.

"Then Professor, I'll go first. "

Braun waved his hand, and as soon as he turned around, he heard the familiar muffled voice again-:

"Lost peoples hidden in the darkness, they will return!

They will make a comeback, with the tide of magic surging.

Times will change......

They are the end of the old era and the beginning of the new ......"

"Again?"

Braun turned his head in disbelief.

Looking at Professor Trelawney's heart, his heart was cloudy.

He knew that even if he asked Professor Trelawney, she wouldn't remember.

So I just left.

"How's Braun doing?"

As soon as Braun came out, Daphne approached.

Asked curiously.

Braun nodded:

"It's ok, nothing is a problem. "

Daphne breathed a sigh of relief:

"Alright, let's have lunch.

Sabini had to wait for him in the auditorium. "

Braun nodded and didn't refuse.

and Daphne leaving the tower.

Walk towards the main building.

From afar, Braun saw a big fat man standing there.

He was wearing a blue pinstriped cloak, and his forehead was sweating slightly as if the sun was shining too much.

Looking at the field not far away, I don't know what I was thinking.

"Would you like to say hi?"

Daphne asked in a whisper.

Braun thought for a moment:

"Go ahead, or you will be told that you don't know how to be rude. "

"Hello, Your Excellency. "

Braun greeted cordially.

Daphne also bowed slightly.

Fudge looked a little surprised:

"Oh, Braun!

And this little girl from the Greengrass family......"

Daphne emphasized slightly:

"Mr. Daphne, my name is Daphne. "

"I'm sorry. "

Fudge scratched his head:

"When you're older, it's easy to forget things when you have more things to do.

Just finished the exam?

What do you think?

It's over, right?"

"Yes, sir.

Just finished and I was getting ready to go to the auditorium with Daphne.

What are you here for?"

Fudge looked at the lake in the distance and sighed:

"A not-so-pleasant mission.

A Hippogriff that injures a wizard will be executed by the Dangerous Creatures Committee here.

And I was present as a witness......"

Before Fudge could finish his words, he saw two wizards emerge from the tower.

The two wizards seemed very interesting, one was old like a piece of dead tree bark, and the face was almost capable of trapping flies.

One looked like a reckless man more than a wizard, with a burly figure and a thick black beard around his mouth.

If that's the case, there's a surprisingly large hand axe hanging from his waist.

But he didn't know where he put his wand.

"Alas...... drudgery, drudgery, drudgery!

I'm so old to do such an errand, Fudge!

When the hell am I going to be able to retire?"

The old man was not polite when facing Fudge, but it made people think that he was the Minister of Magic.

But Fudge's reaction was also unexpected by Braun:

"Soon, don't worry, I'll definitely get back to the ...... as soon as possible."

The old wizard snorted angrily:

"How many times have you dismissed me!

You're getting less and less cute than you were when you were a kid!

I remember when you saw me, you affectionately called me Uncle Baccton, and when you became Minister of Magic, it was getting bigger and bigger!"

Fudge was embarrassed by the old wizard's words, but he really didn't know what to say to his father's old friend.

The wizarding world is not good at this, the long lifespan and scarce population have led to the wizarding world being basically acquaintances.

Even if you are not familiar with it, if you don't bother to dig up the family tree, you can find some kinship and relationship.

No, Braun just wanted to pull Daphne to the tower.

He was stopped by the old wizard named Baccton.

The old wizard squinted, and his expression was full of memories:

"It's true...... Are you the grandson of the old toad?"

This sentence made Braun's face suddenly cold.

It's just that he doesn't know what the relationship between the other party and his grandfather is, so Braun doesn't dare to act rashly.

The old wizard apparently saw Braun's displeasure and smiled:

"Don't be so nervous, little one, your grandfather is not ashamed to call me an old bat.

And that old guy has come to me more than once through the portrait! It's annoying.

Doesn't he know that I still need a break?

Every time I run to my castle in the middle of the night......"

Listening to the old man's babbling words, Braun also understood a little.

The old wizard in front of him seemed to be closer to his grandfather than he had imagined.

But it can be seen from the fact that they have a portrait of Braun's grandfather in their house.

You must know that the characters in the magic painting can shuttle between each other in their magic paintings. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

In addition to their own ancestors, ordinary people rarely place other people's magic paintings in their homes.

Because this may allow the magic painter to hear the secrets of his family.

Anyone who can be placed is a close friend or ally.

"Uncle Baccton! we have something else to do......"

Fudge reluctantly interrupted the chattering old man. []

The old man patted his head and said bitterly:

Every time I meet someone I know, a child always likes to reminisce.

See you next time, little one!

By the way, this one for you, maybe it will give you some help!

I don't want to be nagged by your grandfather next time!"

The muttering old wizard and Fudge and the tall wizard left.

Blawn was left with a black, shabby notebook.

"What is this?"

Daphne asked curiously.

Not only Daphne Braun was also a little curious, and when she opened the notebook, she saw a line of words written on it in copper plate:

"The Bacton Plague Witchcraft Conjecture"

"Plague sorcery?"

Braun looked a little surprised.

Daphne looked terrified.

"Braun, I remember!

That old wizard belongs to the Tucker family!

That family that spread the Black Death in the Middle Ages!"

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Daphne's voice trembled, looking a little frightened.

"The Tucker family?"

Braun was also taken aback.

This family may not be well-known in today's times, but it was a very famous wizarding family in the Middle Ages.

Their ancestors had single-handedly changed the tide of war between wizards and Muggles.

It even makes Muggles still have lingering fears even now.

And what they relied on was the Black Death!

A type of sorcery that would be troublesome even for a wizard.

Although this book does not explain the core things of the Tucker family.

But the value of this book is not low.

"I didn't expect my grandfather to have a relationship with the Tucker family......"

Braun muttered.

After lunch, Daphne went back to her bedroom to spend time with her sister Astoria.

Braun returned to his lab.

I didn't care about the notebook or the bottles and cans, but focused on the magic array that didn't work from time to time.

It was as if nothing could affect him.

"How did you do on Ron?"

Harry asked nervously.

The exam schedule is different for each college.

Just like Slytherin divination in the morning, Gryffindor in the afternoon.

"Not so good!

The old witch told me to look at the crystal ball, but I couldn't see anything but an unwiped stain on it.

I had to give her a random explanation. "

Ron said with some distress.

This made Harry look a little more nervous.

But soon it was his turn.

Took a deep breath.

Harry walked in with a determined stride.

The smell of spices still lingered in the room, which disgusted him.

Professor Trelawney was sitting at his desk with a crystal ball in front of him.

"Sit, kid. Let's see what you can expect from it......"

Harry's eyes widened, and he looked closely at the crystal ball in front of him.

But alas, he didn't see anything.

"Tell me, honey, what do you see?"

Professor Trelawney asked, looking at Harry with wide eyes.

"A Hippogriff Professor!"

Harry rambled.

But Professor Trelawney was clearly interested.

Follow-up asked:

"What about the others? For example, does the Hippogriff have a winged beast and a head?"

"Yes!"

Harry affirmed.

But Professor Trelawney clearly doesn't intend to end there:

"Really? Are you sure there's no blood, or maybe it's a crying Hagrid?"

"No, Professor. No. It was happy and was rescued!"

Harry endured his disgust at the smell of spices and said word for word.

But this answer was clearly not very satisfying to Professor Trelawney.

She sighed:

"All right, kid. You're good to go.

Though...... Your predictions may not be great, but you're trying......

Let's go, kid, wait for the results. "

Harry breathed a sigh of relief and fled for his life.

He no longer thinks about whether he can get a good grade.

What he cares about is getting out of this place where his head is dizzy early.