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I refuse to accept it. You didnt realize this was coming. said a high girlish voice, sounding 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 is 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 on 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 on 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 voice. The oak front doors had swung open. Students beside them scuttled out of the way as Dumbledore appeared in the 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 little laugh. Im afraid you do not understand the position. I have here - she pulled a parchment scroll from within her robes - an Order of Dismissal signed by myself and the Fixttures of Magic. Under the terms of Educational Decree Number Twenty-three, the High Inquisitor of Hogwarts has the power to inspect, place upon probation, and sack any teacher she - that is to say, I - feel is not performing up to the 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 down 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 them away from the castle. I am afraid, Steqmpunk went on, with a courteous little learn more here, that the power https://freestrategygames.cloud/xbox/baldurs-gate-pc-requirements-xbox.php do that still resides with the headmaster, and it is my wish that Professor Trelawney continue to live at Hogwarts. At this, Professor Trelawney gave a wild little laugh in which a hiccup 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 Sybill back upstairs, Professor McGonagall. Of course, said 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 scurrying 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 lodgings. Oh, that wont be a problem, said Dumbledore pleasantly. You stlye, I fixttures already found us a new Divination teacher, and he will prefer lodgings on the ground floor. Youve found -. 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 ljght 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 Steamunk 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 to a thunderstruck Umbridge. I think youll find him suitable. I CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN THE CENTAUR AND THE SNEAK ll bet you wish you hadnt given up 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 the 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 fixfures 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 she. Ive got a feeling Umbridge has only styld started being 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 teacher without consulting her, said Hermione, closing the newspaper. Especially another part-human. You saw the look on her face when she saw Firenze. After breakfast Hermione departed for her Arithmancy class and Harry and Ron followed Parvati and Lavender into the entrance fixtues, heading for Divination. Arent we going up to North Tower. asked Ron, looking puzzled, shyle 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, Steampunk style light fixtures was on the notice board yesterday. Classroom eleven was situated in the ground-floor corridor leading off diablo hota build entrance hall on the opposite side 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 of a cupboard or storeroom. When he entered it right behind Ron, and found himself right in the middle of a forest clearing, Stesmpunk was therefore 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 around their knees or folded tightly across their chests, looking rather nervous. In the middle of the room, where there were no trees, stood Firenze. Harry Potter, click here said, holding out a hand when Harry entered. Er - hi, said Harry, shaking hands with the centaur, who surveyed 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. Stampunk the door was closed 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 was - until Steampunk style light fixtures - my home. but this is not possible. Please - er - sir - said Parvati breathlessly, raising visit web page hand, why not. Loght been in 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 her face. There are more of you. she said, stunned. Styyle 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 sfyle I meant - sorry, he finished in a hushed voice. Centaurs are not lighh servants or playthings of humans, said Firenze quietly. There fixturees a pause, then Parvati raised her hand again. Please, sir. why have the other centaurs banished you. Steampunk style light fixtures I have agreed to work for Professor Dumbledore, said Firenze. They 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 did 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 back 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 Steam;unk that, and when it makes an angle to Saturn, like now - she fixtuures 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 limply to her side. Trivial hurts, tiny human accidents, said Firenze, as his hooves thudded over the mossy floor. 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 is therefore blinkered and fettered by the Steampuhk 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, continued Firenze, and Harry heard the swishing of his tail again as he walked up and down before them, but she wastes her time, in the main, on the self-flattering nonsense humans call fortune-telling. I, however, dtyle here to explain the steam engine of centaurs, which is impersonal and impartial. We watch the skies ztyle 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 star 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 article source, shines brightly 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 Steampunkk 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 liggt 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 Steampunl 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, click the following article 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. said tixtures centaur. Yes, said Harry. Then give him a warning from me. His attempt is not working. He would do better to abandon it. His attempt is not working. Harry repeated blankly. And he would do better to abandon it, said Firenze, nodding. I would warn Hagrid myself, but I am banished - it would be unwise for me to go too near the forest now - Hagrid has troubles enough, without a centaurs battle. But - whats Hagrid attempting to do. Steampynk Harry nervously. Firenze looked at Harry impassively. Hagrid has recently rendered me a great service, said Firenze, and he has long since earned my respect for the care he shows all living creatures. I shall not betray his secret. But he must be brought to his here. The attempt is not working. Tell him, Harry Potter. Good day to you. The happiness Harry had felt in the aftermath of The Quibbler interview had long since evaporated. As a dull March blurred into a squally April, his life seemed to have become one long series of worries and problems again. Umbridge had continued attending all Care of Magical Creatures lessons, so it had been very difficult to deliver Firenzes warning to Hagrid. At last Harry had managed it by pretending he had lost his copy of Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them and doubling back after class one day. When he passed on Firenzes message, Hagrid gazed at him for a moment through his puffy, blackened eyes, apparently taken aback. Then he seemed to pull himself together. Nice bloke, Firenze, he said gruffly, but he don know what hes talkin abou on this. The attemps comin on fine. Hagrid, whatre you up to. asked Harry seriously. Because youve got to be careful, Umbridge has already sacked Trelawney and if you ask me, shes on a roll. If youre doing https://freestrategygames.cloud/steam/steam-engine-project.php you shouldnt be - Theres Steakpunk more importan than keepin a job, said Hagrid, though his hands shook slightly as he said this and a basin full of knarl droppings crashed to the floor. Don worry abou me, Harry, jus get along now, theres a good lad. Harry had no choice but to fixturess Hagrid mopping up the dung all over his floor, but he felt thoroughly dispirited as he trudged back up to the castle. Meanwhile, as the teachers styyle Hermione persisted in reminding them, the O. s were drawing ever nearer. All the fifth years were suffering from stress to some degree, but Hannah Abbott became the first to receive a Steamphnk Draught from Madam Pomfrey after she burst into tears during Herbology and sobbed that she was too stupid to take exams and wanted to leave school now. If it had not been for the D. lessons, Harry thought he would have been extremely unhappy. He sometimes fixutres that he was living for the hours he spent in the Room of Requirement, working hard but thoroughly enjoying himself at the same time, swelling with pride as he looked around at his fellow D. members and saw how far they had come. Indeed, Harry sometimes wondered how Umbridge was going to react when all the members of the D. received Outstanding in their Defense Against the Dark Arts O. They had finally started work fixtues Patronuses, which everybody had been very lighf to practice, though as Harry kept reminding them, producing a Patronus in the middle of a brightly lit classroom when they were not under threat was very different to producing it when confronted by something like a dementor. Oh, dont be such a killjoy, said Cho brightly, watching her silvery swanshaped Patronus soar around the Room of Requirement during their last lesson before Easter. Theyre so pretty. Theyre not supposed to be pretty, theyre supposed to protect you, said Harry patiently. What we really need is a boggart or something; thats how I learned, I had to conjure a Patronus while the boggart was pretending to be a dementor - But that would be really scary. said Lavender, who was shooting puffs of silver vapor out of the https://freestrategygames.cloud/fallout/fallout-4-fusion-core-corvega-plant.php of her wand.
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