Halloween is just around the corner, most Slytherin students can't hold back their stupid mood, this year's Halloween is different from the past, for the third grade students, the arrival of Halloween means that their Hogsmeade trip is about to begin, for this wizarding resort, I believe that no student can refuse.

The next day, in Potions class, the Gryffindor girls, who were usually cautious in Snape's class, gathered around Lavender Brown, Parvati wrapped her arms around her shoulders and was explaining something to Seamofinigan and Dean Thomas, both of whom were serious.

"Yo, what happened to Gryffindor today, taking advantage of Professor Snape's absence from such a public assembly, it is simply ignoring classroom discipline, as a law-abiding Slytherin three-good student, I really can't stand it." Malfoy's eyes were full of malice, and he rubbed his chin with a big grin, as if he was thinking about what to do when Professor Snape arrived.

"What's the matter, Lavender?" Hermione asked anxiously, and she, Harry, and Ron joined the crowd, completely oblivious to Malfoy's malicious eyes.

"She received a letter from home this morning," Parvati whispered, "that her rabbit Binki had been bitten to death by a fox. ”

"Oh," said Hermione, "it's a pity, Lavender. ”

"I should have known the Tao a long time ago!" Rahmad said sadly, "Do you know what day it is?"

"Oh??"

'October 16th!' The thing you're afraid of, it's going to happen on October 16!' Remember? She's right, she's right!"

The Slytherin students were also drawn to their conversation, and Lillian scoffed disdainfully, apparently another of Professor Trelawney's brain-dead fans, "So you have been afraid that it will be eaten by a fox?" Lilian interjected into their conversation and said to Lavender.

"Well, it doesn't have to be a fox," Lavender said, seemingly irritated by Lilian's mocking tone, and Lavender had a hint of indignation in his eyes, "Professor Trelawney had apparently expected this to happen, and I was obviously afraid that it would die. Isn't it?"

Lillian laughed again, with a strange hint in her laughter, "You've been worried that it will die?" So it's an old rabbit? ”

"No," Lavender said, sobbing. "It's still a bunny!"

Parvati's arms tightened around Lavender's shoulders.

"Oh. I see. Lillian had nothing to say about it, only let out a meaningful sigh.

"Since it's a little rabbit, why are you afraid of it dying?" Hermione continued, she and Lillian were quite on the same page about how to treat Professor Trelawney, but as a Slytherin student, Lillian was too lazy to pay too much attention to Gryffindor, so she stopped there.

Parvati glared at Hermione. Oh, it seems that Gryffindory also understands people, those Trelawney's brainless fans are really IQ catchers, for these brainless fans who always feel superior to each other every day, it is really difficult for them to know the terrible aspects of their IQ, in this case, why not give them a smile, Lilian's red pupils were scrutinized.

"Well, let's look at this logically," Hermione said as she turned to the group, "I mean, Binki didn't even die today, did he, Lavender only got the news today??" Lavender wept aloud. “?? And she couldn't have been worrying about it all the time, because it really shocked her??"

"Ignore Hermione, Lavender." Ron exclaimed, "She doesn't think other people's pets matter. ”

A clapping sound came from the crowd, and Malfoy's gray-blue eyes were smiling, "Tsk, Weasley, let's learn more from your Hermione, such a simple logical problem, the whole Gryffindor can see it, and I'm really worried about your overall IQ." If this development continues, I'm afraid you will have to lose your old age after you get old, hey, there is really an inexplicable sense of superiority. Malfoy clapped his hands and commented on Ron with a sympathetic expression.

The corners of Augustus's mouth pulled out an arc of a smile, prophecy of this kind of thing, in fact, the benevolent and the wise, most of the prophets are actually just using their own experience to make aimless speculation, the real prophets are definitely a few, and fate is illusory, the long river of fate is not a straight flow to the bottom, countless tributary coincidences determine the real direction, a fluttering butterfly can cause a storm thousands of miles away, so the real accurate perfect prediction, which is almost impossible to exist, just because of a so-called fear of something that happened was added to the prophecy, and it is not to blame Malfoy for worrying about his IQ.

When Halloween came, Augustus and his party walked out of the Slytherin common room and came to the front room, Loki and Thor followed Augustus, the two seemed to have a natural conflict, even between walking, the casual collision of eyes had a slight spark.

The auditorium was hung with hundreds of jack-o-lanterns, a swarm of winged bats, and many flaming orange streamers that floated lazily beneath the ceiling like brilliant water snakes.

Halloween nights always seem to be filled with a cheerful atmosphere, and in the faculty chair, Professor Lupin looks happy and as normal as usual; He was having an active conversation with Professor Flitwick, the little Charms teacher, Professor Snape was still enjoying dinner alone, Dumbledore was waving to the professors from time to time, and Professor McGonagall's usually serious face was smiling at this time. Of course, no one can ignore Hagrid's massive build, his thick beard full of moist spirits.

"It's rare to see a fan as brain-dead as Lavender, and even if you and Hermione do, she probably won't change her mind on Professor Trelawney." Malfoy suddenly brought up the events of the day, still with a heavy sneer in his eyes.

"Oh? Trelawney? That so-called female liar? Almost no one in the wizarding world would believe her so-called prophecy, but there are still some opportunities in this school to blind these simple students. Loki casually picked up a piece of dessert with a playful look in his eyes.

"Nor can it be said that she may not live up to her name, but her grandfather was a true prophet, and even in the dark ages of Greenwald's reign, his reputation was not detrimental to his grandfather's fame, for whom there were always prophets of true power in all ages." Thor was not very repulsed, and simply relieved him.