There's a New "Idiot" in the Detective Agency / The Divination Professor Needs a Lesson Too

That evening, in order to catch his opponent off guard, Harry went straight to Lupin's office without informing him of his return beforehand.

Sure enough, besides seeing the two women and Lupin in the office, he also saw another witch who made a deep impression at first glance.

"Harry? When did you get back? Why didn't you say anything?"

When Hermione saw Harry return, she was both surprised and delighted, and rushed to greet him.

She examined Harry from head to toe, not missing a single detail, clearly very worried about whether he had been injured on his trip.

"I'm fine, don't worry," Harry said softly, taking Hermione's hand in his.

"It's good to be back, but... I don't know if I should congratulate you." Luna Lovegood blinked her big eyes and gave a greeting that sounded rather strange.

"No need for congratulations. Besides, thank you so much this time... and of course, your father too." Harry shook his head slightly, smiling gratefully at Luna Lovegood.

Perhaps... I really have no secrets from Luna Lovegood.

Harry thought to himself, and... he found himself not at all averse to the feeling.

"Ha! Lumos!"

Of the two remaining in the room, Lupin hadn't even had a chance to greet them before Tonks took the lead, waving his wand and giving Harry a special greeting with the lit-up blade.

"I'm Tonks, and you must be the famous Harry Granger?"

"Not exactly famous, but certainly infamous; in short, you've given the professors a real headache," Harry greeted with a smile. "I heard you graduated two years ago, so you've come back to get some extra lessons from Professor Lupin?"

"Of course! Lupin is a very powerful wizard, more powerful than many Auror I've met!" Tonks patted Lupin's arm familiarly. "He knows not only the Patronus Charm, but also many other spells. That's why I'm staying here to learn for a while longer, so that when I go back, I'll definitely pass all the Apprentice Auror exams!"

"Huh, your hair?" As she was enthusiastically giving herself a pep talk, Harry was surprised to find that Tonks' hair color had suddenly turned into an extremely bright red, making her whole face look like a heart.

"Tonks is a Metamorphmagus," Lupin explained. "It's an innate ability to change hair color and physical features, which is very helpful for concealment and disguise as Auror."

"So now everyone knows she's a trainee Auror, and a Metamorphmagus at that?" Harry chuckled, teasingly. "If you ask me, a disguise like hers—only changing her hair color and face shape, but not her clothes—is basically the same as not being a disguise at all."

"Uh..." Tonks' expression stiffened at first, then she suddenly put her hands on her hips in displeasure, "You... you brat, don't you know how to be polite when speaking to your own sister?"

"Sister?" Harry frowned in confusion. "Even if you want to claim kinship, you should at least have some scientific basis. Your name is Tonks, and I don't even know if it's your surname or your given name, yet you have the nerve to call yourself my sister?"

"Tonks is my last name, and I really am your sister!" Tonks said smugly, hands on her hips. "I'm asking you, isn't your godfather Sirius?"

"Yeah, so what?" Harry replied patiently.

"Black is my uncle!" Tonks counted on her fingers for Harry. "My mother's name before she married my father was Andromeda Black. She's Sirius's cousin. So by that reckoning, I'm definitely your sister!"

"Save your breath, you're not my sister." Harry said with a look of disgust. "But... with your unreasonable and insistent attempts to claim kinship with people, you definitely inherited it from the Black family."

Seeing Tonks's insistent attempt to establish a connection, Harry couldn't help but think of Phineas in the Headmaster's Office.

The old man from the Black family would often lecture Harry as an elder, and he always fantasized about adding 'Black' to Harry's surname.

Harry vehemently refused to comply.

Are you kidding me? Even if I wanted to use surnames to stack buffs, I couldn't possibly stack Black's!

Lovegood, isn't it good...? No, pshaw!

So you see, the Black family's bad habits are just that bad; they even led someone as upright as Harry astray!

Chapter 323 The Detective Society Has Gained an 'Idiot'

In the days that followed, Tonks began to consider himself a member of Harry's little group, and he couldn't be driven away at all.

She would always join in, whether it was during regular classes, evening study sessions, or even small gatherings of the Werewolf Kill Detective Agency.

Moreover, she would always drag Lupin along, regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

"Hey, your Detective Society has some really interesting character setups. Can I have one too?"

While playing Werewolf Kill with Harry and the others that day, Tonks unexpectedly started eyeing the Detective Society's exclusive identity card again.

"I mean... don't you have any shame at all?" Harry looked at the opportunistic big sister with a helpless expression. "Since the founding of Hogwarts, you're probably the only one who has returned to school after leaving, right? You're not ashamed of that, you're proud of it, and now you're even trying to take advantage of your junior's things. Do you even have any shame?"

"My face doesn't matter, I can change it anytime," Tonks laughed nonchalantly. "Anyway, Headmaster Dumbledore has already agreed to let me stay at the school, and Moody said I don't need to go back for training for the time being, so there's absolutely no way you can kick me out~"

"Heh~" Harry chuckled coldly, his face expressionless, as he looked at Tonks's arrogant expression.

Do you think what Albus Dumbledore said still applies to me now?

He previously told me not to just kill Lucius directly, do you think I'll listen to him now?

"What's with that laugh? I don't care, you have to give me an identity card!" Seemingly enraged by Harry's laughter, Tonks became relentless, determined to get the identity card.

"Alright, I'll give my godfather and Uncle Lupin face. You want to join the Detective Society, right? Then I'll just consider you a nominal member." Harry thought for a moment and then said, "I have a vacant clerical card here, take it or leave it."

"Harry, what does this have to do with me?" Lupin twitched his lips helplessly, feeling that it was strange to use his pride here.

Of course, it's quite strange in itself for a professor to frequently attend these student gatherings...

"Clericate? Harry, you can't do this! How can you assign a cleric's card to her just because you're related to her?" Hearing Harry's words, Colin also protested, "Didn't you say before that there weren't enough clerics for a six-person game? Now that there's one more person, why don't you assign a cleric's card to me?"

"Believe me, Colin, that priesthood isn't for you." Harry shook his head, rejecting Colin's offer, his expression quite mysterious.

"Hehe, I knew it! Only a future elite Auror like me deserves that divine title card." Tonks ruffled Colin's hair vigorously, reaching out impatiently, "Give it to me, let me see what kind of divine title it is~"

"The name of this priesthood is... Idiot~" Harry smiled and handed over a card, but that smile looked more like a wicked grin.

"Idiot... idiot? Damn it, are you deliberately messing with me, you bastard?"

Seeing that Harry had actually given him an idiot card, Tonks immediately jumped up and pounced on Harry, baring his teeth and claws.

"Uncle Lupin, quickly stop her for me!" Harry immediately hid behind Lupin, letting him block Tonks for him.

Perhaps because of Lupin's teachings, Harry has noticed these past few days that Tonks seems to listen to Lupin quite well.

"Tonks, stop fooling around."

"I... Hmph, I get it! So what if I'm an idiot? At least it's an ID card, so now I'm a member of the Detective Society!"

See? Lupin's influence really works.

After he spoke, Tonks immediately stopped making a fuss, and although she was still a little unhappy, she eventually accepted the idiot card.

Seeing this, Harry couldn't help but have a slight thought.

This seemingly carefree witch was indeed plotting to deliberately get close to them.

When Harry pulled out the Idiot Card, Tonks was clearly angry, but seeing that she had brought up Lupin, she immediately backed down and even accepted the Identity Card...

This behavior shows that she has a very strong desire to join the agency, and once she becomes a Detective Society, she will have more opportunities to get closer to Harry and the others.

However, considering her relationship with Sirius, as long as she doesn't actually harm Harry or those around him, Harry is fine with playing along in this undercover act.

Moreover, her mentor is Alastor Moody, who is said to be a member of the Order of the Phoenix. It's unlikely that Tonks, whom he trained, would be hostile to their side.

"By the way, why didn't you bring Lupin into the Detective Society too?" Tonks asked curiously while playing cards. "I think he's amazing in many ways, very experienced, and knows a lot of powerful spells."

"Yes, yes, you think Uncle Lupin is amazing." Harry pouted helplessly. "But this is a student club. If you hadn't insisted on joining, we wouldn't have even accepted you. Besides, if we bring every amazing person into the Detective Society, would I have to bring in Severus Snape and my godfather?"

"Then they'd be fighting every day, and Harry's life would never be peaceful," Lupin laughed heartily. "It's good as it is now. I can relax occasionally. Spending time with you kids makes me feel young again."

"Professor Lupin is a young man himself; your classes are always very energetic," Will complimented from the side.

Since the start of the semester, Lupin has been Will's most admired wizard, aside from the heads of the four houses.

"And he's a Werewolf, I just found out!"

However, Luna Lovegood then killed the conversation with a single sentence.

It's all my fault, it's all my fault... At this moment, Lupin felt like crying but had no tears left.

Knowing full well that their Detective Society and the game they play are both called Werewolf Kill, why did I have to join in?

Tonks, if you want to have fun, just do it yourself. Why do you have to drag me along?

I'm not familiar with you...

"Loony, didn't I say you weren't allowed to be Prophet?" Hermione was so angry at Luna Lovegood for ruining the game again that she almost flipped the table. "And let me tell you, I'm really fed up with this Prophet Sickle you'd better watch out and don't mess with me!"

"Angry?" Harry asked, puzzled. "What are you angry about? Did some Prophet offend you?"

"It's all because of that crazy woman, Sibyl Trelawney Trelawney! In the last few Divination, she not only said I had no future in Divination, but she also talked nonsense. Just because I made a dog-like shape while drinking tea, she said some eerie dog that haunts the cemetery has its eye on me, and that it's some kind of terrible omen of death! Because of this, now the students who have taken my Divination are afraid to come near me!"

Hermione seemed genuinely angry, even refusing to address her Divination teller as "professor" anymore.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. Even if it were someone else, being told in a mystical way that "you're about to die young" would probably make them just as angry.

Chapter 324 Even Divination professor needs some education.

After Hermione explained it to them in detail, Harry and the others finally understood just how unsettling Trelawney's Divination really was.

She enjoys using dramatic gestures and breathless tones to create tension in the classroom, and often steers the students' Divination results in a negative direction.

For example, Lavender Brown Brown, a third-year Gryffindor student, Trelawney Prophecy her worst fear would happen on October 16th.

Then, on October 16th, Lavender Brown indeed received news that her pet rabbit had been bitten to death, and from then on, she began to believe Trelawney's Prophecy without a doubt.

"I've told Lavender Brown more than once that her rabbit died before the 16th, otherwise she wouldn't have received the news on the 16th. But not only does she not believe me, she's recently been telling me to stay away from her and not bring any more bad omens to her!"

Hermione, looking indignant, recounted her efforts to quell the students' panic, but unfortunately, not only had she had little success, but recently, because of the 'ominous sign,' she had become increasingly unpopular.

"Just take her words as a joke," Tonks comforted Hermione, patting her shoulder. "Those of us who graduated a few years ago know that Professor Trelawney has always been a bit eccentric. She Prophecy the death of a student almost every year, but they're all alive and well now, so her Prophecy are completely unreliable."

Tonks seemed unfazed by the Divination Professor's gossip, but Harry had a completely different opinion. "I think it's better to get to the bottom of this, to find out if she's doing it on purpose, or if she's really Prophecy something."

"Seriously? You actually believe in such a ridiculous Prophecy?" Tonks asked Harry in surprise.

"Whether you believe it or not is another matter, but since the person she 'Prophecy' is Hermione, then she must give me a clear interpretation, and not just irresponsibly ignore it!"

Harry's attitude was quite firm; when it came to Hermione, the word 'forget it' was not in his vocabulary.

After that, he suddenly changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat somber. "What's more, her Prophecy are sometimes quite accurate. At least that double-edged the Boy Who Lived Prophecy back then actually managed to lure Voldemort to my house."

"Voldemort?" Lupin frowned immediately. "Harry, you mean... the Prophecy that caused Voldemort to hunt down the Potters was made by Trelawney?"

Lupin is now absolutely astonished by this.

He only vaguely knew that Dumbledore had received a Prophecy that his friend and his wife's son would become the Boy Who Lived who would defeat the Dark Lord, and then Voldemort obtained this Prophecy and began to frantically hunt down the Potters.

As for the rest, Lupin knew virtually nothing.

After all, his identity was special at the time, and he was not trusted by most of the Order of the Phoenix. Even his inseparable friends placed more trust in Peter Pettigrew.

Of course, Lupin didn't have time to dwell on that now; he was just wondering about the Prophecy: "If Trelawney really made the Prophecy, why didn't she help Dumbledore interpret it in detail? And all these years have passed, and she doesn't seem to have made any other Prophecy."

"That's because she simply doesn't have the ability to interpret her own Prophecy, and her Prophecy abilities are unpredictable. Expecting her to make any more important Prophecy is basically just a matter of luck," Harry said calmly. "In short, she made a Prophecy that wavered between me and Neville, and then Voldemort chose me, and so my parents died."

"Of course, when she makes Prophecy is something she can't control, and I won't blame her for it. I just feel that since Dumbledore brought her into the school out of protection, she should at least have some professional ethics and not deceive or create panic among the students!"

Sibyl Trelawney Trelawney... did she really think Dumbledore admitted her to the school because he valued her talent and ability?

Dumbledore simply wanted to protect her, to prevent her from accidentally making another Prophecy and falling into Voldemort's hands again.

As for her teaching methods, they were actually the same as those of the teachers under the overpass in Harry's previous life.

In some ways, she might not even be as professional as those fortune tellers.

After all, she still needed props to 'Divination' her way, but those fortune tellers could easily fool those who came for divination with just one sentence: 'The fortune teller is not alone,' leaving them completely bewildered.

To be fair, Harry did have some Prophet like Trelawney who were the type to "dig holes but not bury them," but he didn't hold any deep resentment towards her because of what happened back then.

Why can't she just settle down and be a good teacher at school, or even just be a paid, unemployed person?

By using baseless psychological suggestion to instill fear in students regarding her calamity Prophecy, she aims to enhance her authority and mystique. Does she genuinely find this kind of thing interesting?

Especially this time, she actually dared to drag Hermione into it!

Even if you did discover something, couldn't you have told Hermione privately instead of saying it in front of the whole class?

"Know-it-all, lend me your Divination." Suddenly, Luna Lovegood reached out her hand to Hermione.

"Hey, you did this on purpose, didn't you?" Hermione glared at Luna Lovegood, annoyed. "I told you, I'm annoyed right now, can we please stop bringing up Divination?"

"I want to look into it. I'll go with you to the next class. Also..." Luna Lovegood explained casually, then turned to Harry, "Give me the Ravenclaw's Diadem too. I need it for the next couple of days."

"Accompany me to class, and you even want to use Ravenclaw's Diadem... Loony, are you serious?" Hermione was taken aback when she heard this, and only then did she understand what Luna Lovegood meant.

This Prophet, a year younger than me, is clearly here to cause trouble in the Divination!

"I didn't expect Luna Lovegood to be thinking the same thing as me." Harry chuckled and produced Ravenclaw's Diadem from his ring. "In that case, I'll join in the fun next class and see if this Divination professor can give me another Prophecy ... I'll see what she has to say!"