Happy, warm moments are always short-lived, and the panic and despair brought by the Dementors quickly spread through the castle, and what happens next gets worse and worse.

The first thing happened in the divination class, and Evan was a witness to the whole thing.

Since there was no class in the morning of the second year, he went with Harry and the others to audit the first divination class of the third year.

Truth be told, Evan has always been interested in mystical divination and Professor Sybil Trelawney.

When he used to read the original books, he found that Trelawney's prophecies were almost all fulfilled in the end, especially the two prophecies about Voldemort, which determined Harry's future fate from the very beginning.

But Professor Trelawney's actual performance disappointed Evan greatly.

If people are always afraid of the unknown, then Professor Trelawney makes full use of everyone's fear of the future to play tricks, and the first divination class was spent almost in intimidation.

She had made bad predictions to every young wizard in the room, and the first to be murdered was Neville, and Professor Trelawney mentioned his grandmother for no reason, which made Neville suspicious for the whole class, for fear that something would happen to his grandmother.

He was followed by Parvati Pettier, who warned him to be careful of the red-haired man, who did not dare to approach Ron for the next week.

She then tells everyone that in February, a bad flu will force classes to close, and that around Easter, one of them will leave forever.

After she said this, there was a tense silence in the classroom.

Evan wasn't surprised at all as to why Hermione had left, and Professor Trelawney's divination class was less like a prophecy and more like a curse.

If it weren't for the politeness, he would have wanted to go now.

Professor Trelawney, who was in a state of true prophecy, was almost a deranged liar. As she herself said, the subject of divination is very important, and without this talent, it is almost impossible to make any progress in divination.

Maybe Professor Trelawney really saw through something, but Evan was more inclined to say it casually, intimidating everyone to keep their sense of awe at divination.

In the subsequent tea divination, he is paired with Hermione.

They quickly drank the hot tea from their teacups, shook the tea residues as Professor Trelawney had asked, and then dried the teacups and exchanged cups with each other.

"You know what, Aven!" Hermione muttered as she stared at the brown thing inside the teacup, "I feel stupid to rely on tea residue to predict fate." ”

"Me too!" Evan nodded in agreement, and when he saw Professor Trelawney approaching, he hurriedly said, "But we'd better do what the book says and see what's in my teacup, right?"

"Well," Hermione frowned, "It looks like a bug, but I'm not sure, if it's a head, it looks like"

"Let me see, my boy!" Professor Trelawney took the teacup, a panicked look on her face, "It's a spider!"

"This means that your plans will be frustrated. Professor Trelawney whispered to Aven, "Also, you'd better be careful of this creature, I see doom in your teacup." ”

"Really?!" Hermione said, standing behind Professor Trelawney, in a disapproving tone, "In that sense, it's like a sun, and according to the book "Cutting Through the Fog and Looking to the Future," it means happiness, and Evan seems to be going to hand over good luck. ”

Evan watched nervously as the two of them discussed their teacups, like this would really decide their fate.

Whether it was bad luck or good luck, he didn't dare to say.

However, he couldn't see what the spider was afraid of. The only aggressive spiders in Hogwarts were probably the eight-eyed spiders in the Forbidden Forest, and he had no reason to approach them this year.

If his plan was about to be frustrated, Evan frowned and pondered.

Before they could think of anything, Ron and Harry, who were sitting next to them, burst into a loud laugh that caught Professor Trelawney's attention.

She spun around and snatched the cup from Ron's hand with an unhappy expression.

Everyone fell silent, and their eyes were focused on Professor Trelawney, who stared at the teacup as it turned it counterclockwise.

"Falcon, dear, you have a mortal enemy. Professor Trelawney whispered.

"But everybody knows about it. Hermione muttered loudly, "Everyone knows about Harry and the mystery man"

Professor Trelawney ignored Hermione, her big eyes looking back into Harry's teacup, and continuing to turn it.

"Stick, an attack, this is not a lucky teacup!" she turned the teacup again, "Skull, the future is in danger!"

Everyone watched in amazement as Professor Trelawney turned her teacup one last time, suddenly gasping for breath and screaming. She sat down in an empty armchair at once, her hands pressed to her heart and her eyes closed.

"My dear child, my poor, dear child! No, it's better not to say it, and don't ask me anything."

"What the hell is going on, Professor?" everyone stood up, and everyone slowly gathered around Harry and Ron's table, closer to Professor Trelawney's armchair, so that they could see Harry's teacup more clearly.

"Well, if you want to talk about the donkey," Hermione said hesitantly.

"That's ominous!" Professor Trelawney snapped his eyes open and looked at Harry, screaming loudly, "Poor boy, you don't know!"

Her words seemed to have magical powers, and all the children from the wizard family took a breath of cold air in unison, their eyes widened, and the others looked confused.

"I'm sorry, Professor, what do I have?" asked Harry.

"Oh, that's ominous!" Exclaimed Professor Trelawney in shock when Harry didn't understand, "That big ghostly dog roaming the cemetery!

Harry's expression turned unnatural, and he remembered the big dog on the cover of Death Omen, and the dog he saw in the shadows of Magnolia Crescent Street.

He hurriedly turned his head to look at Evan, who had also seen the dog.

"I don't know, it's just a stray dog! I've seen it too, if bad luck is contagious."

Hearing his words, everyone involuntarily took a step back, not daring to look at the two of them. Evan resisted to laugh, he suddenly found it really funny to scare people like this, no wonder Professor Trelawney liked it.

Hermione glared at Aven fiercely, and she walked around the back of Professor Trelawney's chair and said bluntly, "Professor, I don't think this looks like a bad ominin. ”

"Don't be upset when I say this, my dear, I find that you two have very little aura and are very receptive to future resonance. ”

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione and Evan with displeasure, unhappy that they had ruined the atmosphere of panic he had so hard to create.

She said in her most indistinct voice, "I guess that's all for today's lesson, please pack your things." ”

The class silently returned the teacup to Professor Trelawney, and they closed their books and packed their bags with solemn faces, so that even Ron didn't dare to look Harry in the eye.

Everyone was thinking about what Professor Trelawney had said, and the ominous one in Harry's teacup.

Hermione seemed to want to continue arguing with the other party, and Evan hurriedly pulled him out of the classroom.

In the hallway, only Harry and Ron were left.

Evan's bad luck is contagious and makes everyone nervous.

They all ran down the stairs as fast as they could, with their heads bowed, as if there was some plague above the attic.

Aven, Harry, Ron, and Hermione stood alone on the roof, watching their backs fleeing in a hurry, and no one knew what to say.

A second later, Evan looked back to find that Hermione was gone.