Firenze points to the red star directly above Sean.
"In the past ten years, there have been various signs that the people of Wizarding World are just spending a brief period of peace between two wars. The Mars that can bring war shines brightly above our heads, indicating that war will definitely break out again in the near future. As for how long it will take, Centaur may be able to try to predict it by burning several herbs and leaves, and by observing the smoke and flames..."
This is a very peculiar course. Sean lit the sage and fragrant mallow under the guidance of Firenze.
Firenze asked him to observe the choking smoke and find certain shapes and signs. Although the signs he described were extremely difficult to detect, he didn't seem to care at all.
He told Sean that humans have never been very good at doing this kind of thing, and even Centaur only acquired this ability after a long period of time.
[You practiced Divination magic once with the standard of Apprentice, proficiency +1]
Divination magic?
This is the first time Sean has come into contact with magic.
"Did you see that outline?!"
The nonchalant Firenze suddenly walked over, and the horse's hooves landed on the ground with a clicking sound.
[You have gained the closeness of Centaur (Firenze) as a skilled expert, and your proficiency level is +10]
"Yes, Mr. Firenze, it looks like a volcano. What does this mean?"
Sean Answer honestly and then ask questions.
"You are also the gifted one among wizards. The shape of the volcano means falling into a deeper eruption."
Firenze then asked Sean to observe other planets, but unfortunately, Sean was unable to understand those strange shapes for a long time.
Before leaving, Firenze had no books that could give Sean--Centaur's knowledge was almost passed down by word of mouth.
So they form tribes?
Sean thought.
Finally, Firenze told him that sometimes even Centaur would make mistakes, so it would be stupid to believe too much in such things.
This Centaur reminded him that nothing is foolproof, not even Centaur's knowledge is no exception.
Sean carried Fang and returned with a notebook filled with various detailed knowledge points such as outline shapes, burning angles, flame shapes, etc.
Centaur really knows how to use Astronomical Magic, and they can even teach Astronomical Magic to themselves.
At the same time, Sean probably understands that Astronomical Magic can only predict major events that are about to happen in the magical world, but not trivial matters.
For example, the bad luck mentioned in the book in hand has nothing to do with the changes in the planets.
The exam is getting closer day by day, and Firenze also accepted the title of teacher Sean.
Although he believed that wizards and Centaur should be equal, Sean believed that as the party receiving knowledge, he should have more respect.
That night, Sean returned from Forbidden Forest. There was still an hour before the curfew, so he naturally went to Hospital Wing.
Professor Quirrell I drank Potions, a powerful recovery drug, in the past few days. The side effects were steam coming out of my head and falling asleep for a day at a time.
The bad thing is that in order to recover faster, he almost drinks one bottle a day.
This leaves Sean to put some things behind.
For example, agent matters.
His Fairy Tale Biscuits series has no signs of being sold yet. In fact, Sean has only returned from the conference for more than a week, but the inquiries from the Alchemy Conference are enough to fill up Hope Cottage.
Those Alchemy Master, they know how long it takes to make advanced alchemical creations - a Bowtruckle series Sean takes two days to make; Hippogriff takes three days; Kneazle is the shortest, one day; and Dragon Biscuits takes a full week.
But I still hope that Sean can conjure something out of thin air.
Under the moonlight, Sean pushed open the door of Hospital Wing. Madam Pomfrey was used to the arrival of the little wizard.
This little guy is quiet and doesn't make any noise. He comes and walks gently and even talks will release Muffling Charm.
If all Hogwarts students who came to visit patients were like this, she wouldn't be so irritable.
"I can't do this, Mr. Green, you know, Quirrell is just a poor guy..."
Quirrell has recovered a lot, but after Sean proposed his idea, the professor has been unwilling to accept it.
When he was still immersed in being enslaved by Voldemort, he faced Sean with a humble and pitiful servant attitude.
"I want you to do this. I trust you."
The wind blew in from the window, blowing Sean's black hair, and those green eyes revealed a firm choice.
Quirrell froze on the spot, and finally could only stare blankly at the bright green pupils, which reflected the Quirrell who had regained a new life.
Quirrell, he had such low self-esteem and eager to prove himself when he was young; after being enslaved by Voldemort, his only trace of self-esteem was exhausted.
Today, he is still extremely eager to be recognized, which is why he is so afraid of taking responsibility. Because he is afraid of failing and disappointing the people in front of him.
Hospital Wing's curtains were blowing in the wind, and Sean's voice slowly sounded:
"The past is a ghost, a professor. Ethereal and weightless.
So, when the sun rises tomorrow, forget yesterday."
When Hospital Wing was quiet again, Professor Quirrell burst into tears.
After a rare sunny day in April, it fell into a certain degree of continuous rain, just like Sean's current progress on Astronomical Magic.
He once thought that he might have some talent in Astronomy, but in fact, in a week, he could only see two outlines.
Even so, Firenze praised him many times.
This Centaur Teacher always teaches Sean at Forbidden Forest for an hour, and it is the same today.
The night sky was still clear. Sean walked quickly down the sloping grass and walked towards Forbidden Forest on the opposite side of the field. The grass was slightly wavy under his feet. Not far from Forbidden Forest was the empty woodland, and the dark trees in the distance were swaying in the wind.
"Teacher Firenze."
Sean leaned his left hand flat against his chest and bowed his head slightly, while Centaur Teacher also lowered his head.
This is Centaur's etiquette, usually used when the big Centaur in the tribe imparts knowledge to the little Centaur.
However, Sean's learning method is still lacking compared to the younger Centaurs, because Centaurs' knowledge is passed down by word of mouth, and different Centaurs actually have many differences in their knowledge.
Little Centaur is usually taught by wise men from multiple clans together.
And not too far away, also in the depths of Forbidden Forest, Sean could see some little Centaur running around him from where he was teaching.
They looked at themselves curiously and then circled around the forest until they were captured by the young and strong Centaur who came over.