The first day of the new semester passed like this.

Overall, there were no surprises......

Christopher Patrick, an exchange student, made a strong impression on the vast majority of Slytherin fourth-year students...... Due to his excellent performance in herbal medicine classes and charms classes.

It can be said that Slytherin has not had a student in the classroom as well as him in recent years.

......

The next morning, Jon woke up and pulled out the timetable Pansy Parkinson had given him.

Tuesday mornings are two divination lessons in a row, and in the afternoon there is a Transfiguration and a Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons.

After pondering for a moment with the timetable, Sean Avery on the side also got up from the bed.

"I said buddy!" the expression on his face looked a little confused, "How do I remember last night...... A bright light suddenly appeared in the dormitory...... It almost woke me up!"

"How so!" Jon shook his head, "I was the last one to fall asleep last night...... You don't have a nightmare, do you?"

"Probably!" Avery nodded, then got out of bed and began to put today's textbooks in his bag.

Taking advantage of this, Jon raised his wand and aimed it at him.

At the same time, he whispered a spell.

The other three in the dorm room were either lying on their beds or with their backs to Jon.

No one saw Jon's move.

Then, Jon picked up his copy of "Clearing the Fog and Looking into the Future" and hurried out of the bedroom.

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After breakfast, Jon walked in the direction of the North Tower.

The weather outside is not bad, which is rare in the UK in September.

The divination class was on top of a narrow spiral staircase, while Professor Sybil Trelawney lived in an adjoining hut.

When Jon walked into the classroom, he couldn't help but frown at the greasy aroma that was used in the classroom.

The curtains of the classrooms were drawn tightly, and many lamps were lit with red patches of cloth...... The whole room was shrouded in a hazy red light. At the same time, there are more than a dozen small round tables neatly placed in the classroom, and there are two low stools next to each table.

Divination classes were held in Slytherin and Ravenclaw, but there were only a few students in the house.

Jon casually sat down by the window...... He thought he would find an opportunity to open the window to let in some air.

"Good morning. Behind her, Professor Trelawney's ethereal, ethereal voice suddenly sounded, and the old liar seemed to have his eye on Jon, who walked over to Jon's round table and whispered, "Christopher Patrick?"

"Yes, Professor!" Jon nodded.

"Fate has guided you......" the voice said with some muttering, "he told me you would choose my course......"

Professor Sybil Trelawney was a very thin woman, wearing a huge pair of glasses that made the two eyes frighteningly large on her skinny face. She wore strings of rosaries, necklaces, and bracelets that glittered in the light.

"Of course. Jon nodded calmly, "My favorite class at Durmstrang is divination!"

"Oh, is it?" Professor Trelawney looked a little surprised, and she shook her head with some regret, "Maybe what I'm saying will be a little cruel...... But for the subject of divination, interest alone is not enough, and if you don't have the 'vision,' then I have very little to teach you......"

"I'm sorry, Professor, but ......," Jon paused and continued, "At Durmstrang, Professor Stark once praised me as the most gifted student he'd ever met in his divination class!"

He made up a name out of order.

"What?" Trelawney let out a strange cry of surprise.

"Professor Stark, Durmstrang's divination teacher, is the most famous soothsayer in Northern Europe. Jon deliberately raised his voice, "Professor Trelawney, haven't you heard of him?"

"How could it be ......" Professor Trelawney quickly shook her head, and her voice was subconsciously lowered: "Last Christmas...... What about the meal I ate with him......"

"Didn't you attend the Ball at Hogwarts last Christmas......" Jon thought to himself.

However, he did not expose Trelawney's true face to face.

With a brief exchange between them, the Slytherin and Ravenclaw students gradually arrived at the ...... They filled almost the entire classroom.

The lessons of the divination class began.

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"Our lesson today is about the crystal ball ......"

"The crystal ball is a very delicate art of divination!" said Professor Sybil Trelawney, hoarsely as if sleepwalking, "and since this is the first time you have spied into this unfathomable sphere, I don't expect any of you to see anything......"

“...... We should start by practicing the relaxation of the subjective consciousness and the external eye. Doing so will clarify our consciousness, and if we're lucky, some of you might be able to see something before class ends......"

"What's wrong, Mr. Patrick?" Professor Trelawney blinked, his gaze returning to Jon.

"I think I've seen a little bit of the future in the crystal ball, Professor!" Jon said, standing up.

The eyes of the entire classroom were almost focused on Jon.

At the same time, whispers began to sound...... Divination classes have always been hated by students, and almost all of them think that Trelawney is an old liar, so there are still nearly half of the students who don't have their textbooks out.

"Oh, yes!" Professor Trelawney looked a little excited, "Great, try it!"

"I saw three things in the crystal ball just now......" Jon said calmly, "three prophecies." ”

"First of all, Sean ......" Jon first looked at Sean Avery, who was sitting at the same round table as him, "Please go to the old bookcase later and get a copy of "Piercing the Fog and Looking to the Future", please take a more recent one with slightly cleaner pages...... I don't like the smell of rotten paper. ”

Sean Avery looked a little confused.

"And then Miss Greengrass...... "Jon continued:

Astoria Greengrass looked up and looked at Jon with a look of surprise.

"Trouble be careful after you break the first crystal ball later...... Don't break the second one again......"