Chapter 290: Deceiving

Hermione came back with two cups filled with tea. She quickly drank her cup of boiling tea in three gulps, and then looked at Loren helplessly.

The tea that had just been poured was steaming.

Loren picked up the cup, took a sip, exhaled the heat in his mouth, and then put the cup back on the tray.

"Hurry up! I'm going to decipher your tea leaves!" Hermione urged, blinking her bright eyes. The scalding tea made the girl talk a little loudly.

"..."

Loren raised his eyes and glanced at her, "Does your tongue hurt?"

"It seems a bit, hehe..." Hermione stuck out her tongue and showed an embarrassed smile.

"Then you still press?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, I just want to try tea fortune telling, it's amazing!"

"Professor Trelawney, that's not divination, it's psychology."

"Psychology?" Hermione stared at him.

Loren picked up the cup, blew it in a circle, took a small sip, and slowly explained the professor's technique: "First she used specious prophecies to cause panic, and then she observed us when explaining the teaching plan, and put the most panicked people into perspective. A few of them were picked out individually and made bad predictions, making them fearful."

"But..." Hermione looked at Neville at the next table, "The professor predicted that Neville would break the cup."

Even if the previous prophecy sounds like a scare, the efficacious prophecy that Neville will drop a cup when he drops it is too convincing. Especially since Hermione had personally experienced the prophecy of the pyramid, she believed it firmly.

"It's a psychological suggestion. The previous prophecy made Neville's nerves tense and he was always worried about his grandmother. Trelawney took advantage of his relaxation and made a hint of breaking the tea cup."

The temperature of the tea cooled down. Loren took a big sip and exhaled the hot breath in comfort, "I think Lavender Brown would have broken the cup. Well, Parvati probably wouldn't. Ron is not enough to let her panic."

"Is this so..." Hermione was stunned.

With Loren's reminder, Hermione's brain reacted quickly. Looking back on the scene of this divination class, the prophecies for several people were indeed like tests. Parvati acted the calmest, Lavender was a little rude, and Neville was the most... panic.

"Professor Trelawney is a liar!" Hermione exclaimed in a low voice, her eyes filled with disbelief. "But her other predictions did come true, about Professor Babbling, about..."

"Well... I can't say she's a liar, but she can't control her prediction ability, and she can't teach it." Loren drank the last sip of tea, shook the tea leaves a few times, and drained the tea on the tray.

The light in Hermione's eyes dimmed, her eyebrows drooped, disappointment written on her face.

After putting down her cup, Loren picked up her teacup and compared the tea leaves with the patterns and explanations in "Parting Through the Fog to See the Future": "The knowledge about divination should be true, after all, it is written in the book. "

Hermione sighed and gathered some energy to read Loren's tea leaves.

Just because she had a prejudice against Trelawny, she also had a prejudice against divination. She couldn't get into the state, and felt that this kind of divination was fraudulent.

The angle of the cup turned again and again. The girl pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Well...these tea leaves look like tea leaves."

"Accurate description!" Loren couldn't help but smile and began to interpret Hermione's tea leaves. "The vertical lines on both sides look like long hair, and there is a raised crown on the top of the head, so there is a queen in your cup. This It represents happiness, success, harvest, carefreeness, a fulfilling family life, a good environment, beauty, art... You should pursue contact with nature, pleasant travel, and leisure.”

Hermione wanted to purse her lips, but the corners of her lips couldn't help but lift up: "You said that on purpose, right? Just to make me happy?"

"See for yourself, that's what it says in the book."

Hermione craned her neck and looked again and again, but she still couldn't spot the Queen among the tea leaves, which strengthened Loren's idea of ​​coaxing her.

"Well, okay, then let me take a look at yours!" Hermione picked through the book and found the one with the best description, "There is a long tail, and there is a mouse in your tea cup. Ha, mouse "Mollock", the personification of time, a symbol of wisdom and longevity, your soul is not affected by death. "

"Then your tea cup represents wealth, career, and courage..."

"Your tea cup represents health, happiness...unsatisfactory love, huh? This doesn't count."

The two of them laughed happily, picking out various beautiful symbols from the book, and talking to each other like they were making wishes.

Not far away, Harry and Ron also started playing, talking about various ideas of getting rich and graduating into the Ministry of Magic.

Their laughter was so loud that it caught Trelawney's attention. She walked quickly to Ron and took Harry's tea cup from his hand: "Honey, let me see..."

Through the big black dog, she finally came to the conclusion that there was something ominous about Harry. Several young wizards gathered around, echoing each other's words. Harry was so frightened that he couldn't laugh anymore.

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After the divination class, they returned to the main building from the north tower.

The little wizards along the way were chattering about this unusual divination lesson.

Lavender Brown was still frightened, and whispered in a trembling voice: "I must be prepared. What Professor Trelawney said is true, and Neville's cup is proof."

Parvati Patil kept patting her back, soothing the frightened little witch as she walked away.

"Parvati..." Hermione sighed in frustration before she could stop them, "I will explain it clearly to them when I get back to the dormitory at night."

"Explain what?" Harry asked.

"About Professor Trelawney's psychological skills..." Seeing that he still looked worried, Loren explained his analysis in detail.

Before Harry had time to smile, he saw Ron looking at him seriously: "Wizards are different from Muggles. Ominous things exist. My uncle Preakness saw one, and it turned out that he was 24 hours a day. Then he died! Harry, you didn't see a big black dog somewhere, did you?"

"What do you mean?" Hermione looked at him in surprise, "You actually believe what that liar professor said?"

Harry was more willing to believe Loren's statement, but when he visited Flourish and Blotts Bookstore before the start of school, he did see a copy of "Omen of Death: What to Do When You Know Doom Is Coming", which had the same name on the cover. A big black dog.

Harry couldn't help but believe it, and said with difficulty: "In fact, I have actually seen that Sirius' Animagus is a big black dog. I also saw it in Flourish and Blotts Bookstore..."

Ron looked very surprised: "This is terrible..."

"What is the solution?"

"..."

The two of them imitated the posture of Parvati and Lavender just now, put their hands on each other's shoulders and walked away, saying the same last words in their mouths.

Loren and Hermione looked at each other, speechless.