Hogwarts: The Witch Education Handbook

"How does it feel?" Sean asked.

"Jupiter." As if afraid he wasn't accurate enough, Ferenc added, "Gale."

Centaurs possess a talent for divination. In fact, centaurs in the Forbidden Forest often make vague predictions about the future.

However, Ferenczek was overthinking it.

Even after the supplement, Sean was still completely confused.

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense, was completely dead.

Sean knew he wouldn't get a straight answer from the centaur, but he still asked anyway, which only made things harder for himself.

"Back then you were just a little pony, and now, just a few years later, you've grown into what you are now," Ferenc said thoughtfully. "Indeed, the guidance of the stars..."

The following words became increasingly obscure and difficult to understand. For a moment, Sean thought he had returned to Professor Sinestadt and Professor Trelawney's classroom.

The latter, when he was in school taking divination classes, would always hold a teacup close to him and make predictions for him.

Because of Professor Trelawney's status as the great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney and the accurate prophecies she made in the original work, Sean was both nervous and expectant when the prophecy began.

He was nervous because he feared his identity as a time traveler would be revealed by the other party; he was also excited because he longed to see his future.

But the other party's professional skills seemed to be even worse than those of a street fortune teller. A street fortune teller can make ambiguous guesses based on the customer's words and actions, but Trelawney could only talk nonsense and say things that had nothing to do with anything.

Over time, Sean lost faith in Professor Trelawney's predictions, and his high expectations gradually turned into indescribable disappointment.

He felt he had been tricked.

If there were a "315 Dinner" at Hogwarts' holiday dinner, he would definitely take his British passport and go on stage to expose and report Professor Trelawney by name.

Although she didn't lie to him about his gold, she undoubtedly deceived his feelings, causing his young heart to suffer harm it didn't deserve.

Emotional value is sometimes much more valuable than Galleons.

However, the two young wizards behind Sean did not share this sentiment.

Because Professor Trelawney's Divination class was an elective, in the original books, Hermione only took the class in her third year.

However, her keen senses led her to hear the term "Gypsy".

She was tutoring Harry and Ron in astronomy at the library just two days ago.

Based on what she read in the Muggle world, if she remembered correctly, Ganymede is the largest moon in the solar system and the only known moon in the solar system with a magnetosphere.

What does "centaur" mean...?

Hermione had just fallen into thought when Sean interrupted Ferrenze's rambling, "Ferrenze, this isn't the time for reminiscing. My student and I are here to investigate the unicorn..."

"Mars is very bright tonight."

"..."

Communication failed.

He should have brought Trelawney along as a translator—they would surely have had things in common to talk about.

Fortunately, Sean didn't care about the dead unicorn at all; he had other questions to ask the two Forbidden Forest natives.

"Are there any strange things happening in the Forbidden Forest?" Sean asked tentatively.

Ferenze didn't answer immediately. He stared intently upwards for a long time before slowly saying, "Many secrets are hidden in the forest." (PS: The Forbidden Forest is just what outsiders call it; the centaurs, as the native inhabitants, refer to it as the Forest.)

"What secret?" Sean pressed.

He has enough patience to dig out information bit by bit, provided that the other party answers his questions.

But to his surprise, Ferenze seemed not to hear his question and repeated, "Many secrets are hidden in the forest."

Undeterred, Sean pressed on, "What secret?"

"Many secrets are hidden in the forest."

"What secret?"

"Many secrets are hidden in the forest."

"What secrets are there?"

"Many secrets are hidden in the forest."

"Where's the secret?"

"Many secrets are hidden in the forest."

"..."

"..."

The two people asked and answered questions.

Hermione and Malfoy, standing to the side, watched the two who had entered some kind of loop with curiosity. Just as Hermione suspected that the professor had been under some kind of spell, Shaun jumped out of the Möbius strip.

"Okay, I won't ask anymore." Sean took a breath; his mind was now filled with the word "secret."

He even experienced auditory hallucinations, with a melody constantly echoing in his ears—the song from his previous life, "I Am a Little Green Dragon."

"I have horns on my head,"

I have a tail behind me.

...

I am a little green dragon

How many little secrets do I have?

I have many secrets

won't tell you

won't tell you

..."

I'm actually quite angry.

However, Sean did gain something from the conversation.

His initial strange feeling was definitely not a figment of his imagination.

Just as the centaurs said, the Forbidden Forest holds secrets.

Sean even suspected that someone had cast some kind of spell, so that when the centaurs talked about the strangeness of the Forbidden Forest, they would only repeat, "There are secrets in the forest."

However, this point requires further verification by him.

As a great man once said, "Without investigation, there is no right to speak."

Just as Sean was about to subtly ask something more, a green spark suddenly appeared in the sky.

It was Hagrid calling them.

Several people who heard the commotion rushed over at the same time, but the centaur was much faster than Sean, who was carrying his family.

As Sean was leaving, he noticed that Ferenze gave him a meaningful look before disappearing into the jungle with Ronan.

When Sean arrived with the two young wizards, Hagrid and his two companions were at the place where he had made a deal with Voldemort the day before.

Ferrenzer, Ronan, and another centaur that Sean had never seen before were standing on an open space by the lake, where the corpse of a unicorn lay—the one Voldemort had killed the day before.

"Phillips, you've arrived."

"Hmm, what's going on?"

"When we passed by here, we found the poor unicorn carcass. It looks like the one that was injured yesterday. It ran here and got killed..." Hagrid's voice trailed off, but everyone present understood what he meant.

"Professor, why would anyone want to kill a unicorn?" Hermione looked at the unicorn's corpse; she had never seen such a beautiful yet tragic scene.

"Unicorn blood." Sean paused. "Only someone who has nothing but wants everything would commit such a heinous crime."

"Unicorn blood can prolong a person's life, even if he is on the verge of death, but he must pay a heavy price for it."

"In order to save his own life, he slaughtered a pure, weak and helpless life, so from the moment its blood touched his lips, he would possess a half-dead life, a cursed life."

"If you're going to be cursed for the rest of your life, you might as well die, right?" Harry suddenly interjected.

"Unless he's just using it to prolong his life so he can drink something else, something that will fully restore your energy and magic, something that will make you immortal..." Sean said in a low voice.

Harry nodded thoughtfully...