Chapter 294 Professor Trelawney’s Prophecy

Because he got a card of Sybill Trelawney (gold), Sean still added the divination class that was originally excluded from the plan to the class schedule.

The description of the card's effect is astonishing, an infallible and unchangeable prediction of the future.

Before that, Sean had no way of knowing the specific content of the prophecy, so it might be an insignificant thing, or it might be some terrible big change. Of course, if he predicted his own terrible future, he could only wait for bad luck. .

Whether it was to keep the card at the bottom of the box, or to use the card more reliably and safely in the future, Sean decided to take Professor Trelawney's course. After all, the name of the professor was written on the card. .

When Sean walked into the divination classroom and sat in the calico armchair, he still sighed involuntarily.

The room filled with pungent fragrance was so hot that people were sweating. All the curtains were tightly closed, and a hazy red light shone on the small round table in front of Sean. Beside the blazing fireplace were a large number of tea cups, crystal balls, quills and only slightly burned candle ends.

There is also a pile of tattered playing cards placed next to it. Sean bets that if Ian Teach, a senior collector and enthusiast of playing cards, sees those playing cards standing with yellow dirt, he will faint in pain. past.

This classroom is as eccentric as the professor of this class...

Sean's impression of Professor Trelawney was: a teacher who inherited some prophetic blood but liked to bluff students.

In the original timeline, Professor Trelawney's real predictions were all accurate, but her predictions in her normal state seemed to be something that every unskilled soothsayer would do - non-stop, regardless of occasion, Prophecies are made regardless of the object, and the predicted results will always point to the unknown.

Sean remembered that the professor's predictions seemed to come true, so he went to the more serious Percy and Cedric to confirm before taking this class.

Because Sean always feels that most of those prophecies are deceptive... After all, everyone will encounter bad luck, and this professor seems to be very good at observing other people's weaknesses.

Especially since Sean has already seen a true prophet like Grindelwald.

The result was as he expected, both Cedric and Percy gave the same information - Professor Trelawney had predicted almost everyone's unforeseen circumstances, but very few of them came true.

In other words, if you bet on all six numbers of the dice, you will always win one.

After thinking about it, Sean still made up his mind to attend class well.

However, Professor Trelawney gave everyone a "boost" when she came up.

The professor, who looked like a giant shiny beetle, suddenly collapsed in horror the moment he entered the classroom.

"What did I see..." She gasped, her eyes with thick lenses widened in horror, "What did I see..."

The other students were frightened. One girl tried to help Professor Trelawney up, but she tremblingly pushed the girl away.

"No, no need... I, I'm fine..."

Then she stood up shivering, took out a cup of hot tea from somewhere and took a sip before she calmed down.

"Huh...huh...it's too scary...don't ask me, don't ask me what happened."

"Professor, what did you see?" someone asked immediately.

Professor Trelawney touched her chest and replied in shock: "Unknown, I see a huge unknown among you. I see death and disaster!"

The students all covered their mouths in horror, but Sean and Hermione looked at each other, both seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Frankly speaking, if this was the first time they met, Sean might think that Professor Trelawney saw the guilt in him, but the point is - he has been at Hogwarts for two years, during which time he and Trelawney It’s not like the professor has never had close contact with him before, and he didn’t have any fear at that time...

Moreover, as expected, the professor should have been vague about what he said next.

Sure enough, when Gryffindor's Parvati Patil nervously asked about the specific content, Professor Trelawney just shook her head profoundly: "The veil of the future is blurry and scary. This is not what you should do." When you understand. When you learn the true art of prophecy and divination from me, you will understand it yourself - provided you really have the talent to see through the fog."

Without Professor McGonagall's professional demonstration, nor Professor Flitwick's entertaining and entertaining presentation, Professor Trelawney still shocked most students at the beginning.

At least, most students from wizard families are very convinced of this.

However, Sean and Hermione obviously didn't feel too cold.

The essence of magic is miracles, but prophecies really cannot find the trajectory of magic. Professor Trelawney's performance is also very different from the prophet in Sean's impression.

At the beginning of the class, Professor Trelawney made several small predictions about a certain student, and the class was filled with the atmosphere of a magician.

Sean drank the tea, swung the tea leaves three times in the cup with his left hand, and then tipped the cup upside down on the tray. After the last drop of tea seeped out, he handed the cup to Hermione: "Can you see Anything come out?"

Hermione looked at "Parting Through the Mist and Seeing the Future", her little face tightened, and she kept turning her face back and forth between the pages of the book and Sean's tea leaves.

"This looks like an iron felt. Does this mean you will get a gift from someone else recently, or a weapon?" Hermione said uncertainly.

"Hmm, sounds good..."

"Wait a minute, if you turn the cup like this... it looks like a door again... This means you will encounter a dilemma recently, and whether you can solve it successfully depends on whether the door handle has been pushed open... Damn it, look. It’s not clear.”

Sean shrugged: "Actually, I've been in a lot of trouble since I started school."

"Stop arguing! I'm doing the comparison! Oh my God, can't the viewing direction and priority of the graphics be clearly listed in the book? And what about the combination solution? What to do with several patterns?!" Hermione looked very angry.

Sean wisely stopped provoking Hermione's anger. He picked up the girl's tea cup and also observed it.

"Well, it looks like a pile of poop... Let me see, there is no explanation of poop in the book... Oh, don't hit anyone, Hermione, this is just a metaphor!"

Sean spent a lot of effort, but he still couldn't see anything from the pile of brown tea leaves.

He even suspected that Dumbledore was involved in the compilation of the book "Peer the Mist and See the Future", which was full of riddles.

Professor Trelawney, who was patrolling the classroom, saw the confused Sean. She walked over and took the cup from Sean's hand. After rotating it for a while, she showed her unique expression of wonder again: "Child, this is It's an omen, an omen reminds you that you are walking on a road full of thorns! There is a disagreement between you and the order... It is very dangerous, very dangerous..."

The students all looked over, and Ron at the small round table behind Sean murmured: "Sean was kidnapped by Grindelwald last time..."

Suddenly, everyone else looked at Sean with horror in their eyes.

Only Hermione put the teacup on the table. She looked at Professor Trelawney quietly: "Professor, that's my teacup."

Sean almost laughed.

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Trelawney glanced at Hermione unhappily: "Yes, of course I know. This is my reminder to you."

As she said that, she picked up the tea cup that really belonged to Sean: "Crown... you have real talent... you have prestige that is difficult for ordinary people to possess..."

"Yes, everyone knows," Hermione said calmly, "Sean is very popular and his grades are also very good."

Professor Trelawney retorted: "That's prestige."

Harry sat back on the chair with his hands on the back of the chair: "Sean's prestige is very high - before he went to Nurmengard last time, he made big news in the auditorium."

Professor Trelawney ignored them both. She looked at the teacup and continued: "Eyes... you are being watched."

Then, she widened her eyes: "This! The second pair of eyes... Oh my God, my God, you are being targeted by a terrifying existence! This, this is - unknown!"

She began to be out of breath again.

"What does this mean?" Gryffindor Lavender Brown, a round-faced girl, grabbed her braid and asked extremely nervously.

"That's... that's... no! Don't ask me!" Professor Trelawney covered her heart and glanced at Sean for the last time, "My dear child, you have to be careful, you are most worried at the moment. Maybe things are coming true, maybe disaster is coming towards you!"

After saying that, she ran away from Sean who looked helpless.

Many people also subconsciously took half a step back.

Sean held his forehead and was speechless. Before he came, he had thought about it. Because he had been taken away by Grindelwald and parasitized by Voldemort, he was considered a relatively special existence among students.

Professor Trelawney will likely use him to establish her authority - or rather, use Shaun to establish herself as an enigmatic soothsayer.

Just like in the original novel, she predicts that something bad will happen to Harry.

The reality is that the big black dog that represents death that Harry met was his good godfather Sirius, and Harry did not lose his life until the end.

Now, the trouble is coming to Sean's head.

I might as well put that card at the bottom of the box... Sean sighed secretly.

Obviously, he learned nothing about divination from the normal Professor Trelawney, and the abnormal Professor Trelawney with real divination ability randomly appeared - but she didn't remember it...

Maybe just like Grindelwald once told him, you can learn spells, you can practice transformation, or, if you want, you can also make friends with magical animals with sincerity.

Only prophecy, this thing depends entirely on talent. If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it. There is no such thing as excellent, good or passing in this course, only good or bad.

When Sean walked out of the classroom at the end of the divination class, Hermione followed him holding "Clear the Mist and See the Future", and she still kept the anger on her face.

"She is totally alarmist!" Hermione lowered her voice and said.

Sean smiled helplessly: "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't have it. But it seems that Professor Trelawney's method works well for many students."

"That's because wizards naturally tend to be mysterious, especially students who come from wizard families." Harry came up from behind and patted Sean on the shoulder with a smile.

"What about you? Professor Trelawney predicted that you will fall from a height recently." Sean replied with a smile.

Harry shrugged: "Wood has recently mentioned the intensity of training again. Besides, who hasn't fallen off a broomstick while playing Quidditch?"

Next to him, Neville, who was reminded by Trelawney to care about his grandmother's health, held his chin and said: "My grandmother is currently looking for someone to customize dentures - by the way, the last tooth is about to fall out, does this count as a physical condition? ?”

"Why doesn't it count?" Ron, who believed in these things the most, interrupted, "Sean, what are you most worried about recently?"

"Me?" Sean smiled, "At the moment, I'm most worried that there won't be my favorite lamb chops on the lunch table today."

Half an hour later, Ron waved to Sean from the Gryffindor table, and then pointed at the table in horror.

Sean understood what he meant: no lamb chops today!

Shaking his head and turning back to the table, Sean took his second favorite steak and put it on the plate.

On the side, Daisy, who heard Hermione talk about today's Divination class, stood up and took a piece of shepherd's pie. She put the pie on Sean's plate and said carefully: "The one with mutton stuffing counts, right? "

Sean cut some pie and put it in his mouth, then said with a grimace: "This taste... why does this thing have to be cooked with potato skins?"

"But at least this is mutton, maybe it's the meat taken from the lamb chops!" Daisy blinked, her little face was so cute.

Hermione took a sip of pumpkin juice and said calmly: "The food types at Hogwarts change every day. Lamb chops have never been a fixed dish. The British themselves rarely eat mutton - and Sean doesn't eat it at all." Believe that prophecy.”

Sean stuffed the remaining pie into Daisy's mouth: "You're right, I care about you two more now. After all, you are about to face the biggest challenge since you entered school."

Daisy blushed and chewed and swallowed the pie quickly: "I think the taste is okay! At least it's much better than the leaves."

Sean saw the leaves attached to the girl's upper jaw, and he said with a smile: "When you hold real mandrake leaves in your mouth, you will know what the invincible smell of dragon dung is..."

"Sean, it's time to eat!" Hermione glared at him.

"Isn't this for you to be mentally prepared in advance? By the way, I suggest you not drink elderflower water for this month. This thing will amplify the smell of dragon dung..."

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Daisy covered her ears. She usually liked sparkling water made of elderflower water the most. This sad news was hard for her to accept.

Sure enough, suffering needs to be shared by someone to alleviate it. Sean ate his lunch happily. Because of Trelawney's prophecy, he had been noticed by countless people.

Now that Daisy's frown was on his face, he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

Hermione gave him a look of disgust: "Childish."

"When the full moon starts, your mouth will be full of..."

Hermione interrupted angrily: "Childish!"

Sean smiled wider.

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