Trelawney lifted her glasses on the bridge of her nose, glanced at the student in front of her, and began:

"You will find on your desk a copy of the Dream Interpretation Guide by Inigo Inmagnagall. Dream interpretation is a very important method of divination for the future. A question that is likely to appear in the LS exam. ”

"Of course, I don't think it's important to pass the exam compared to the sacred art of divination. As long as you have a discerning eye, what certificates, grades, are all trivial things. However, the headmaster is willing to let you take the test, so?"

"I still hope that you can learn something in class that you can't get on the exam. Trelawney added.

"Whether we take the test or not, we can't learn anything useful. Ron covered his mouth with his hands and whispered to Harry.

"Maybe the only thing I learned was how to talk nonsense through something that had nothing to do with it?"

Harry nodded approvingly.

Parvati, who was on the side, looked at them angrily, a bit like Hermione.

They sat in the last row, and the girl had to sit in the last row because she was late.

It's just that the reason won't be the same, if Hermione is here, he just wants them to listen carefully, and Parvati feels that the lesson he likes is insulted.

Pansy, on the other hand, sat upright in the first row, listening intently to Professor Trelawney's lecture, her eyes full of anticipation.

In fact, Trelawney's prophecy classes are unreliable most of the time, often interspersed with some strange prophecies.

She is fond of prophesying that some students will die.

Killed.

Of course students will die, and who won't?

After listening to it for a long time, they will get used to it and regard it as a concoction.

"Come, let's discuss your recent dreams, dreams are an important part of prophecy, and the Dream Interpretation Guide can be a good guide to your interpretation of dreams. Professor Trelawney said in a hazy voice.

The discussion began, the two of them split up in groups, but there was really no meaningful discussion, and many people were trying to get through the lesson and even start chatting during this time.

Harry had endless dreams to talk about, but once exposed, he could imagine what they would think of him, so he chose to keep quiet, and only pretended to talk to Ron when Trelawney came down to make his rounds.

"Come to think of it, I remember playing Quidditch in my dream!" Ron said as he looked at Trelawney and muttered.

"That probably means you're going to be eaten by a giant gummy. Harry looked at the Dream Interpretation Guide with interest, and then said weakly.

Searching for dreams on the Guide is a tedious task, because it's completely untechnical and not fun at all.

Towards the end of class, Professor Trelawney assigned them homework to record their dreams every day for the next month.

Ron heard it and wailed again.

In fact, for many people, after the dream has been made, it is quickly forgotten.

The bell rang out from outside the house.

Most students were impatient to get up from their seats and leave.

For them, taking such a class is indeed an ordeal.

Contrary to the behavior of most students, Pansy picked up her book from the desk and tucked it in her arms, but did not leave the classroom.

The girl crept over to Professor Trelawney, who noticed her approach and looked up, revealing her large, dragonfly-like eyes.

"Hello, Miss Parkinson, what's the confusion in class?" asked Trelawney kindly.

"Can you help me make a prophecy? Pansy cautiously pleaded.

Trelawney's face immediately showed some embarrassment, and it was clear that, as a prophet, the power of prophecy was not something to be used at will.

There are certain conditions that must be met.

Moreover, random prophecies will bring misfortune to both the prophet and the person who is divined.

Especially with a strong sense of purpose.

Unlike previous exams, that kind of fragmentary, unorthodox prophecy can be interpreted in a variety of ways.

The more precise you are, the more likely you are to pay some unexpected and heavy price.

Just look at Trelawney's performance, you can know a thing or two, often crazy.

"He's the most important person to me, and I can only turn to you for now. Pansy's eyes glistened with tears and showed a pitiful look, and she wiped the corners of her eyes at the right time, which immediately aroused Trelawney's sympathy.

However, she knew that rash divination would only lead to deeper misfortune.

"I have a way of compromise. She said suddenly.

"Tell me everything you see. Let me decipher. The female professor said.

"By the way, was my prediction about your final exam accurate last time?" the female professor asked abruptly.

Upon hearing the question, Pansy's cheeks flushed slightly, perhaps because she thought of embarrassing memories.

Then he nodded slightly.

"That's a good sign. Trelawney said approvingly, clapping her hands, and the ornaments on her wrists clanged.

"Then let's get started. ”

Even after saying this, she seemed to fall into a tangled situation first.

She looked around at the divination tools around her and began to hesitate.

Is it better to use tea morals, magic aragonite or tarot cards?

In front of her desk was a dull crystal ball, unactivated or without magic, looking like an ordinary Muggle ornament.

She decisively pushed the inconspicuous divination device in front of Pansy.

"Use your heart to discover, to ask for instructions, to communicate. ”

"Where should Draco be now?"

Pansy put her hand up gently, meditating in her heart, and then she saw the pale blue waves of water in the crystal ball begin to flow slowly.

She didn't know what that meant for a moment.

Then she heard a woman choking again.

Not crying, but extremely slight choking.

It was like a light feather, but she just heard it.

She still didn't know what these were.

"Child, what do you perceive?" asked Trelawney gently, she was very gentle and patient with students with "halo".

Of course, it is the same if there is no halo, but there will be more pity in the eyes of this female professor.

After all, in her opinion, it is a pity that she can't get a glimmer of light in the dim fog and get a glimpse of the future.

She honestly relayed what she had heard, seen, and relayed to Trelawney.