Chapter 195 Divination Lesson (I)

"Hurry up..." Hermione urged, she was behind Fanlin, and behind were Ron and Harry.

"I think you two should get some more physical exercise."

"This is really too high..." Ron was dressed roughly, and his lazy time had completely relaxed his body, which also caused his embarrassing scene at the moment.

Fan Lin took two quick steps, and the door to the divination class was right there. There was only that door here. Opening the door, he came into the weirdest classroom he had ever seen.

In fact, it's not a classroom at all, but more like a cross between a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse. There are at least twenty small round tables crowded into this classroom. Around each table were Indian calico armchairs and bulging little cushions. Everything was lit by a dull scarlet light; the curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps had crimson shades.

The classroom was depressingly warm, the fireplace was full, and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire, so that the flame gave off a dull, cloying aroma. The circular walls were lined with shelves filled with dusty feather ornaments, candle holders, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls and a host of tea sets.

"Welcome," the voice said. "It's good to see you finally in the physical world."

Professor Trauni's voice sounded from the shadows, which startled Fanlin.

Professor Trauni walked into the firelit place, and they saw that she was very thin; her large glasses magnified her eyes several times, and she was wearing a thin transparent gauze-like sparkling shawl, slender Numerous necklaces and beads hung around her neck, and bracelets and rings adorned her arms and hands.

"Hello, Professor Troney!" Several people greeted him quickly. They did not expect that Professor Troney would be standing in the shadow of the door as soon as they opened the door.

Fan Lin looked at Professor Trauni carefully. He was still very curious about Professor Trauni. After all, according to the events in his memory, both Trauni's predictions for Harry had come into effect. This meant that As Professor Trauni is a person with real abilities, many prophets are taking it for granted and making empty claims.

"Sit down, my child." Professor Troney motioned for several people to go in and sit down. So the four of them randomly found a round table and sat down. There were tea cups and a crystal ball on the table.

"Welcome to Divination," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. "I am Professor Trelawney, and you may not have seen me before. I find that too often I find myself in the presence of crowds. Busy school life makes my days blurry.”

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration. Professor Trauni rearranged the shawl carefully and continued: "You have chosen the Divination class, which is the most difficult class among all magical arts. I must warn you from the beginning: If you do not have 'sight' , then there is very little I can teach you. In this regard, books can only take you so far..."

After hearing this, both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione with a smile. Hermione looked surprised to hear that the books in this class were not of much use.

"Many witches and wizards, despite their genius at making violent noises, scents, and sudden invisibility, are unable to see through the fog and see into the future." Professor Trauni continued, her huge glowing eyes emerging from this Turn the face to that face. "A talent of this kind is possessed only by a few. You, boy," she said suddenly to Neville, who nearly fell off his cushion, "how is your grandma?"

"I guess it's good," Neville said shakily.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, dear," Professor Trelawney said, the firelight flickering on her long emerald earrings. Neville was breathless. Professor Trelawney continued calmly: "This year we are learning various basic methods of divination. The first semester was spent reading tea leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry. By the way, my dear," she Suddenly to Parvati Patil said, "Beware of red-haired men."

Parvati glanced fearfully at Ron, who was sitting just behind her. Parvati moved her chair further away from Ron.

"During the summer term," continued Professor Trauni, "we will learn to see into the crystal ball... if we have already learned about Omens of Fire. Unfortunately, in February, a vicious flu will force the closure of classes. I myself will Losing our voice. Around Easter, one of us will be gone forever."

After she said this, there was a tense silence in the classroom, but Professor Trauni seemed not to feel anything about it.

"This is really..." Fan Lin felt very speechless about Professor Trauni's prediction.

According to Professor Troney, not many of the young wizards have good results. Professor Troney's performance is really like what Fred and George said, "a harbinger of death..."

"I'm really speechless." Fan Lin thought silently. At this moment, he regretted signing up for this course, or maybe he still had foolish illusions about his prophecy talent... Oh my God, someone like him For a person with such a personality, everything relies on reasoning and evidence. How could he be so stupid as to believe that he has some prophecy talent?

Fan Lin felt as if he had been trampled by countless elves at this time. The domestic ones, the ugly ones, were very bad anyway.

However, Professor Trauni's terrifying predictions did not stop. She asked everyone to pour themselves a cup of tea, the kind with a lot of tea leaves.

Then he skimmed off the tea and shook the cup according to Professor Trelawney's method. Fanlin felt that there was nothing worse than staring at a pile of tea leaves.

Especially after Professor Trelawney spoke to him, Fanlin felt that his opinion of Professor Trelawney had dropped to the freezing point.

"Let me see, child." Professor Trelawney said, and she reached out to take Fanlin's teacup.

"Oh, it's fish, this is really unfortunate." Professor Trelawney said, "Child, you have to stay away from the water for a few days, otherwise you will get seriously ill. You know, people can't breathe in water, and..."

"I'm sorry, Professor Trelawney..." Fanlin said with an unhappy face, "I think, to some extent, fish also symbolizes prosperity, so I may earn a lot of gold galleons."

"So, child..." Professor Trelawney looked at Fanlin sincerely, "So you can only go here..." (To be continued)