The class was clearly full of imagination about what Professor Trelawney had said, and only Vio considered the possibility in the direction of the facts. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, don't laugh, your compassion isn't enough......" Professor Trelawney said. The overly sympathetic expression on her face made her words less credible, and everyone laughed even harder, thinking that she was just unhappy that Vio was laughing in her class, so they deliberately said this to scare her.

With the exception of Bloch and a small number of Ravenclaws.

She stood up and walked around the back of Professor Trelawney's chair.

Then he pointed out that the tea leaves had all rotted and there was no heat, "Professor, the book says that in this case, the fate of this person cannot be seen through......"

"Shall we change Santriel for another cup of tea?" she asked with all her might.

Professor Trelawney glanced at the cup of tea and saw that when the smoke had cleared, it had turned into a brown cloud.

"Oh, we'd better change our glass, but I'm afraid, poor child, whose fate has been altered by heresy...... No one can save her......" Professor Trelawney's voice was as light as a veil at one moment, and then suddenly raised like boiling water, causing everyone's emotions to fluctuate unconsciously.

However, the bell rang just in time.

"I think today's class can be postponed a little longer...... "After all, I am as concerned about the future of the child as you are......

Vio grabbed her schoolbag and threw "Clearing the Fog and Looking at the Future" into it, and when everyone unanimously asked her to have another cup of tea, she ran out of the classroom decisively

"Oh, watch out for the hard stuff!!" said Professor Trelawney, reluctantly.

"I'm so hungry...... We can do it next time" Vio replied hurriedly, without looking back or looking at her.

But she had just reached the log trapdoor at the door, and listened to Trelawney's words so distractedly that she struck headfirst into the iron circle on the door, which was a pure decoration, and the force of the collision was not great, and there was no pain.

After that, even though Vio didn't rub his head, the class was in an uproar.

Vio walked out quickly, not knowing where he was headed.

Behind her, Professor Trelawney was still shouting, "I said don't be upset, my dear, I find the aura around you small. Poor receptivity to future resonance. ”

Pansy gloates on the side.

The class chirped back the teacup to Professor Trelawney, closed the book, packed up the bag, and discussed with each other what they had seen and heard as they walked out.

Before they left the classroom, "before we meet again," Professor Trelawney said weakly, "good luck to all." Oh dear. She pointed to Pansy, "You're going to be hurt by golden things, so remember to make a little extra effort to stay away from golden things." ”

Pansy glanced at Daphne's long blond hair, her expression changed instantly, and Daphne felt uncomfortable.

"I don't think we should go our separate ways for a while now, Daphne, your sister should need someone to help guide her, just in time to ......"

"Oh, well!" Daphne immediately understood what Pansy meant, knowing that she had listened to Trelawney's words and felt that she was a threat to her, so she did so.

She haughtily agreed and walked away.

Because she was separated from Pansy, she simply took a completely different path than her previous path.

Leaving the Divination classroom in the North Tower, follow the spiral staircase down to the second floor, where you will pass the Ravenclaw Tower and then down the stairs to the Great Hall.

Once she had drawn up a route, she walked as fast as she could, as it would have passed through Ravenclaw, and the man she hated was often seen anywhere in the Ravenclaw Tower, in order to avoid her, and by the way to avoid all things related to Ravenclaw.

But this time, there was no better way to get to the Great Hall before Pansy did, so she had to bite the bullet.

As she walked up the long second-floor staircase, she began to feel nervous, a tension and disgust that had been fermenting in her heart, reaching a peak as she took her first steps into the Ravenclaw Tower.

But then, after walking for a while, the empty corridor god did not happen, and there was no figure in sight.

So, her worries could finally be put down. She began to walk as ladylike as ever, with a lightest step.

A few steps were still a few steps away from the Ravenclaw Tower, and a large basin of liquid rolled down her head, and the crimson sticky liquid slowly slipped down her well-groomed hair, dripping onto the ground, or onto the collar of her fungus pattern, leaving a halo of smudged stains.

"Ahhh

Merlin, she bet, must be that bad guy, who she got out of some corner of Ravenclaw!

"Coward, liar, bastard!" Daphne shouted hoarsely, her voice slowly angry echoing throughout the spiral staircase that had risen in a circle, echoing with the new questioning and interrogating into a weeping interrogation.

It's a pity that she screamed there and didn't call anyone who paid attention to her.

Vio was behind a nearby cosmic model sculpture and watched as Daphne was drenched in a bucket resembling blueberry jam and collapsed.

But she didn't know exactly what had put the bucket of blueberry jam on the chandelier where Daphne had passed, but it was interesting and she just wanted to watch the play quietly.

Daphne shouted for a while, the time was getting longer and longer, and she didn't know if there was any spell in the jam, but Daphne felt colder and colder, and her body couldn't help but shiver.

She probably realized that she wouldn't be able to find out who that person was today. At this moment, while the others haven't come out yet, it's better for her to leave first, so as not to lose face even more.

With this in mind, Daphne folded her hands around herself, tears of grievance on her white face, and slowly moved the last part of the road step by step, but she entered the foyer and did not go to the Great Hall, but walked straight to the Slytherin common room.

Vio looked at her back, and just wanted to brew sympathy, a figure flashed out from behind a copper pillar. (To be continued.) )