Chapter 299 Divination Lesson

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Aaron sat at the seat next to the long Slytherin table, eating breakfast and looking at his third-year class schedule.

He has the mind body and can handle the situation of taking two courses at the same time, but if he takes three courses at the same time, he will have to give up one of them. But he doesn't want to just give up, so he has to think carefully about how to maximize his improvement. Learning efficiency.

Self-study is definitely not possible. Even if he can never forget it, he still needs the guidance of a teacher to truly understand the knowledge involved.

It was impossible to make up lessons, Sunday was so wonderful, and besides, he was already using himself as two people.

Just when Aaron was feeling melancholy, Draco and several Slytherins entered the auditorium.

"What are you thinking about?" Draco asked curiously, "I always feel that after a summer vacation, you are different from before."

"People always change, but I am definitely changing for the better."

"What do you think I'll pretend to faint in front of Harry Potter later?"

"Childish." Aaron rolled his eyes at him, "Even if you don't like him, you shouldn't use such a low-end method. Besides, you are not much better when facing dementors. What right do you have to laugh at others?"

"Okay!" Draco shrugged, "Then I'll save him some face and just promote Harry Potter's glorious deeds on the train."

"what ever."

Draco raised his lips and told the surrounding Slytherins with great interest how Harry Potter was scared to death by the dementors.

More and more Slytherins gathered around, and Draco also showed his gift of excellent speech, making them laugh.

After the three Harrys came to the Great Hall, they heard Draco's funny and true story. They were angry and tacitly chose to ignore it. After all, what he told was the truth and they couldn't deny it.

"That's too much, isn't it?" George put the third-grade class schedule in front of him, "Malfoy is like this, he clings to other people's pain points."

"He was quite frightened when the dementors came," Fred said contemptuously.

"But I was the only one who was attacked." Harry said bitterly. There is nothing more heart-wrenching than when your enemies know about your embarrassment and spread it everywhere.

"That only proves that you are unlucky, which doesn't mean anything." George changed the subject, "Malfoy is still Slytherin's seeker this time. As long as he can win the first Quidditch game, you will see if he dares to be arrogant."

Harry nodded, and his mood improved a lot.

The last time Slytherin won the Quidditch championship, it was entirely due to the advantage of the broom, but this time Wood had a new tactic, and the key to victory lies in the two seekers.

In terms of flying skills, he is sure to beat Malfoy.

"Let's not talk about that, let's see what class we have today!" Hermione said with a little excitement.

"We are fine, but isn't your schedule too exaggerated?" Ron frowned and said, "You have almost ten classes a day, can you arrange it?"

"Don't worry, I have talked to Professor McGonagall." Hermione said proudly, looking at the necklace on her chest with some pride.

"But you have three classes at nine o'clock today." Ron smiled and counted on his fingers, "Divination, Muggle Studies, Arithmancy, no matter how good you are, you can't take three classes at the same time."

"This has nothing to do with you. Anyway, I have discussed it with Professor McGonagall." Hermione didn't care, and then seemed to think of something, turned to look at Aaron, "How do you plan your classes today?"

"I will go to Divination class in person." Aaron said with some embarrassment, "As for the other two classes, it depends on the situation."

Hermione frowned slightly, then pointed to the necklace on her neck, "How about you come with me?"

"No." Aaron refused, "If I really have to use this method, I won't refuse the watch."

"What watch?" Ron asked curiously.

Aaron responded with a smile, "This has nothing to do with you."

At this time, Hagrid walked in with a dead polecat, and he couldn't help but stop when he saw several people here.

"I'm glad you all signed up for Care of Magical Creatures." Hagrid said excitedly, "My first class is after lunch, you must come.

I started preparing at five in the morning, and I won't let you down."

"Can you reveal the content of the class in advance?" Aaron asked awkwardly but politely, "It's not that I don't believe you, I just want to be mentally prepared in advance.

If you let the three-headed dog out, I have to think in advance which way it would be easier to run. "

Hearing this, the three of them couldn't help but swallow.

Originally they wanted to congratulate Hagrid, but now they were more worried about their own safety.

What Aaron said was not impossible. Hagrid had a good relationship with the magical animals in the Forbidden Forest. Even Aragog, the Acromantula, would give him some respect.

But those ferocious animals only gave Hagrid face. Seeing that students like them might not be able to restrain their bloodthirsty impulses, it would be tragic if Hagrid didn't stop them.

"This has nothing to do with Maomao." Hagrid opened his little eyes, "The magical animals I will introduce today are not that dangerous, you don't have to worry at all."

"Really? Remember you raised a dragon two years ago, and you didn't think it was dangerous at that time." Aaron said meaningfully, and then looked at the polecat in Hagrid's hand, "If I'm not wrong, Is this the food you prepared for it?"

Hagrid subconsciously put the dead polecat behind his back, and then looked at Aaron with a smile, "Very smart."

"Let me ask you a question." Ron hesitated, "How big is it?"

"To give you a hint, it's almost the same as a unicorn." Hagrid gave Ron a smile and walked towards the staff table.

"Should it be okay?" Ron asked anxiously.

"As long as it's not Maomao's size, Abe can deal with it." Aaron stroked the baby dragon in his arms. If it exploded at full strength, it would be about ten meters long. A creature as big as a unicorn could be killed with one claw.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief. This is the sense of security that comes with having a dragon!

After breakfast, the students were busy going to their classrooms to attend the first class of the semester.

The divination classroom was on the top of the north tower, and Aaron climbed the stairs for more than ten minutes before reaching the top.

But there is no classroom here, just a medium-sized platform where more than 20 students are waiting.

Aaron raised his head and looked at the ceiling above his head. There was a circular trap door with the name 'Sybill Trelawny, Divination Teacher' written on the door.

"Looks like we need to bring a ladder over." Aaron said to himself.

As soon as the voice fell, the trap door opened and a silver ladder was lowered.

Aaron shrugged and climbed up the ladder, followed by the students behind him.

The divination classroom looked like a mixture of an attic and a chess hall. Several steps divided the classroom into several floors. There were more than 20 small round tables on the stairs, and armchairs and futons were placed around the tables.

The red curtains blocked the sunlight, and the red lampshades and tablecloths also gave the classroom a hazy red light.

The fire was burning in the fireplace, and the shelves were filled with tattered playing cards, silver crystal balls, and colorful teacups.

"Welcome." Professor Trelawney walked down the stairs. Her voice was particularly excited, but a little vague. "It's great to finally see you in the material world."

Aaron looked at the professor. He was very thin, wearing a pair of big glasses, and countless chains and beads around his neck.

Trelawney was a little sloppy, which was very different from the fortune teller he imagined, but it was understandable that professional fortune tellers were closer to the mysterious side than ordinary wizards.

"Sit down! My children, sit down!" Trelawney said with a smile, "Two or three people in a group."

The students separated and found their own seats.

Aaron chose a seat in the front row, Hermione sat at a table with him, and Harry and Ron sat next to them.

"Welcome, my children.

Here, you will explore the excellent spell of divination.

Here, you will know whether you have vision.

Here, we will learn how to predict the future together." Trelawney raised his hands with an exaggerated smile on his face, "I am Professor Trelawney, you may not have seen me before, because I found that often going down to the chaotic and noisy campus life will make my third eye blurry."

"Predict the future?" Hermione asked with some doubt: "Do you believe it?"

Aaron shrugged, "The magic world is not short of all kinds of prophecies.

The reason why I signed up for this elective course is to predict the future, which is very important to me."

"That's not what I'm asking you." Hermione frowned slightly, "Do you think Professor Trelawney's predictions will be accurate? She looks crazy."

"There are two possibilities. One is that her predictions are particularly inaccurate, and the other is that her predictions are very accurate." Aaron said more seriously, "We will know this soon, but I prefer the latter."

"Divination is the most profound knowledge among all magical academics." Trelawney continued, "I must say this in advance. If you don't have insight, I can't do anything.

In this field, books can only teach you a little bit.

Many wizards have special talents in the fields of sound, smell, invisibility, teleportation, etc., but they may not be able to see through the mysterious veil. This is a talent that only a very few people have."

After the voice fell, Aaron noticed that Hermione's face turned not very good.

She was most proud of learning knowledge through books, but the divination class seemed to have blocked her strongest talent.

"Look at it more openly." Aaron comforted with gloating, "After all, most fortune-tellers' props are just a crystal ball, and books are indeed redundant."