Chapter 131: Zhang Qiu's Progress

"Very good, another thing made up," Zhang Qiu checked a box in her notebook after walking out of the tower. "But Ron and Hermione will probably never argue because of Crookshanks."

"Why?" Harry asked casually. "Oh, maybe divination would guess Crookshanks intends to eat Scabbers, but now Scabbers is already in Azkaban."

"Then, can you find a way to make Neville write the password on a small piece of paper, and then steal the small piece of paper? It's best to let Crookshanks steal it," Zhang Qiu flipped through the notebook with a distressed face. "Or disguise yourself as Black and scare Dean Thomas? You also have to hold a knife."

"These divinations are too outrageous," Harry sighed. "And now that Sirius's matter is solved, these don't match up, they will never match up."

"Yeah, even if that's the case, it won't work," Zhang Qiu calculated. "It feels like it's missing a lot. Is it possible that you sneaked to Hogsmeade and were confiscated the Marauder's Map by Snape?"

"Which way?" Harry was stunned. "No, why would I sneak to Hogsmeade? I go there openly. You can't ask me to skip Potions class, right?"

"Then settle for the second best, you can invite Snape to go to Hogsmeade with you, don't forget to show him the Marauder's Map," Zhang Qiu said helplessly.

So, on the weekend of this week, Harry invited Professor Snape to go see Calvin Sangster with him. This could be called the most embarrassing memory of his life. Snape kept a cold face, and Harry didn't want to answer anything he said. Regarding his relationship with Calvin, Snape just frowned and recalled it, then coldly spat out a sentence: "Ordinary classmates."

Even worse, when they really arrived at Hogsmeade village, they found that the Sangster Gobstones shop was empty. Harry guessed that the news of Voldemort's return had scared Mr. Sangster, and he might have fled to the United States.

"Then shall we..." Harry struggled to say "go back to school," but was interrupted by Zhang Qiu.

"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks for a drink, please, Professor," she almost begged Snape to accompany Harry.

"Alright," Snape said with a straight face.

Walking into the Three Broomsticks pub, Harry ordered three Butterbeers familiarly. Just when he was being tortured by Snape's low pressure, someone successfully attracted Snape's attention.

"What grade are you in?" He walked to Cassandra's side with a frown. "This kind of wine is too strong for you."

"Don't look at her, Professor, come quickly," Zhang Qiu hurriedly pulled Snape back. "Harry has a good thing he wants to show you."

"What is that?" Snape said impatiently.

"Uh, it's a piece of parchment," Harry took out the map, but he didn't really want to show the mystery of the map. "It's so... parchment-like."

"I don't have time to mess around with you," Snape tapped the map with his wand dissatisfiedly. "Show your secret!"

The handwriting began to appear on the surface of the map steadily, just like Tom's diary.

"Moony expresses praise to Professor Snape, and requests him to take good care of that nose which is much larger than an ordinary person's."

Snape froze. Harry watched its message dumbfounded. But the map didn't stop there. The next line of handwriting appeared under the first line.

"Prongs agrees, and he wants to add that Professor Snape is an ugly monster."

"Padfoot feels very surprised that the idiot Snivellus has actually become a professor."

"Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash the mud ball on his head."

Obviously, this map had been cast with a spell targeting Snape by the Marauders back then. After many years, it was still effective.

Harry was almost completely speechless. He had never felt that he was facing such a dangerous situation, not even the time with Quirrell was as dangerous as it was now.

Fortunately, Zhang Qiu could still maintain a smiling face. She pulled the professor to Mrs. Fontroy and said with a smile: "Cassandra, look who this is?"

Snape's face, which was like smelly milk, became even smellier. He didn't speak for a while. Harry was sure he was hesitating about which one to scold first, the mischievous Harry or the alcoholic Cassandra.

"Oh, Professor, please forgive me," she said sadly. "My sweetheart has passed away, and now I only hope to take a look at his twin brother to relieve my longing."

Snape suddenly laughed. Harry felt this was the "laughing out of anger" Zhang Qiu had mentioned.

"Nothing, a very pleasant day," he said. "Very interesting, Harry, but now I'm going back. Moony is still waiting for my potion."

After Snape left, Harry turned to Zhang Qiu and said annoyedly: "We harmed Professor Lu Ping, Snape will definitely put boogers or spit in it."

"Then just let him not drink it. Divination only shows he will transform on the night of the final exam," Zhang Qiu said in a light tone. "I can replace Rannala's Full Moon with Ranni's Dark Moon. That spell will turn the moon gray. A gray full moon cannot trigger a werewolf transformation."

"What?" Harry said in surprise. "You never told me this."

"Oh, these two spells are one body. Master hoped I could let Lu Ping transform when he should, and not transform when he shouldn't," Zhang Qiu shrugged.

"Alright, then the things on the list should be basically completed, right?" Harry said. "Buckbeak has also been ridden, the 'great change of living people' should refer to Animagus, and the 'fallen noble young master' is probably Sirius. He told me the Black family's wealth is so much that he doesn't know how to spend it at all."

"Indeed, this is almost the last thing that can be compensated for," Zhang Qiu said. "Next, there are only the Quidditch final and the final exam left. Hermione will meet McGonagall during the final exam, and McGonagall will announce that she has failed all her courses."

"This! You don't want to affect Hermione's exam results, right?" Harry felt a bit scared.

"No need, I just need to suggest Lu Ping add Boggarts to the exam scope," Zhang Qiu said slyly, which made Harry breathe a sigh of relief.

"Let's go, I think I should go back to school to prepare for the final," Harry finished his drink and stood up.

"Wait, I suddenly remembered one thing," Zhang Qiu pulled his sleeve and said. "Did you go to the first divination class?"

"Of course not," Harry said dissatisfiedly. "Why would I give up the vivid and interesting Muggle Studies class to go to the dull and boring divination class?"

"But, oh..." Zhang Qiu seemed to have thought of something. "It doesn't matter, let's go back to school."

Harry was very sure that since the beginning of school, except for being pulled to Trelawney's office by Zhang Qiu last time, he had never been to a divination class at other times, nor had he heard any mysterious ominous prophecies.

Life is always full of unknown surprises and predetermined happiness. For Harry, being able to defeat Ma Erfu uprightly on the Quidditch field with a Firebolt was something within his plan. However, on the eve of the final, he saw a big black dog, which was an unexpected joy.

Sirius approved of the Ministry of Magic's decision to let Peter accept punishment in prison under the name of "Sirius Black," which could effectively avoid trouble from escaped Death Eaters, after all, Voldemort knew the true composition of Sirius.

However, it was difficult for him to appear in front of everyone openly. At least at Hogwarts, he could only transform into a black dog to visit Harry quietly. But for Harry, even if there was just one more dog in the auditorium, it was enough to make him perform extraordinarily.

In the end, the third-year Quidditch final ended 230:20, and Gryffindor swept Slytherin.

"When the match was over, I was indeed a bit dazed," Ma Erfu said to Snape with a wry smile after the match. "But, failure is always inevitable, this is life."

Counting these points, Gryffindor winning the House Cup again was almost a fact, and Harry finally put down the burden in his heart and could devote himself to the final exam.

In the week after the exam, Harry found that Hermione was no longer alone and in a hurry, Neville also looked much more relaxed, only Zhang Qiu's state was still a bit wrong.

"Divination progress is much worse," she said. "But I already have a way, you don't have to worry."

"What way?" Harry asked curiously.

"I'll explain later," Zhang Qiu winked at him. "Now go do your own thing."

"What do I have to do... oh." Harry noticed that Professor Doudou had come to find him.

"Let's go, Harry, we need to find Ollivander." From his expression, it shouldn't be called Professor Doudou anymore, it should be changed to Agent English.

Returning to Diagon Alley, Harry remembered that the last part of the summer vacation was also spent here. This commercial street didn't make him feel strange. But Ollivander's Wand Shop was a place he hadn't been to for a long time. Harry's impression of the old man was also a bit blurred, only remembering that he seemed to know some secrets of the Ministry of Magic.

"Oh, Harry," Ollivander stared at him fixedly. "It seems we are going to start that plan."

"What plan?" Harry asked.

"Your wand and You-Know-Who's wand have the same core, so when the spells of the two wands collide, an incredible phenomenon will occur," Professor Doudou explained. "Usually they will just show Priori Incantatem, but if we use this characteristic, we can exert a more powerful effect than Priori Incantatem."

"But this means Harry needs to confront Voldemort head-on," Ollivander touched Harry's wand with some worry. "Do we have other choices?"

"If no one else can stand up and defeat Voldemort," Harry said calmly. "Then I am willing to take this risk, you can tell me what to do." ===== CHAPTER 132 =====