On Wednesday afternoon, in a divination class, Professor Trelawney held a copy of the "Guide to Dream Interpretation" and explained the three methods of dream interpretation in a divine tone.

The students sitting around listened drowsily, and even Ivan became a little impatient.

He hasn't moved his divination skills since he reached two levels, and I don't know if it's because Trelawney's lessons are too watery, or if he really doesn't have the talent for it.

"Let's divide into pairs and explain to each other what they saw in their dreams recently with the help of the Dream Interpretation Guide......

Trelawney closed his book and arranged today's class tasks, when a piercing sound of the door opening suddenly came, interrupting Trelawney's words.

Ivan turned his head strangely and saw Umbridge emerge through the trapdoor on the floor.

"Good afternoon, Professor Trelawney." Umbridge closed the trapdoor and looked at Trelawney with a sweet smile on his face. "I'm sure you've been notified by me, aren't you? It says check the time and date of your class. ”

Professor Trelawney nodded with a straight face, looking very unhappy, and then did not look at her, and continued to instruct the students on the specific steps of dream interpretation.

Umbridge didn't care at all about Trelawney's cold attitude, grabbed the chair closest to her, pulled it aside and sat down, and from time to time she was writing and drawing on the clipboard to record something.

When Trelawney sat down to rest with a dry mouth, Umbridge, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

"How long have you been in this role? Professor Trelawney? ”

"It's been almost sixteen years." Trelawney replied unhappily.

"Sixteen years? It's been a long time...... Umbridge said, jotting down a few strokes on his clipboard, "So, Headmaster Dumbledore hired you?" ”

"That's right!" Professor Trelawney said crisply

Professor Umbridge made a few more notes on the clipboard before looking up again. "As far as I know, you are the great-great-granddaughter of the famous prophet Kassandra Trelawney?"

"Yes." Professor Trelawney said haughtily, holding his head high.

"But as I recall, none of Kassandra Trelawney's children seem to have inherited her prophetic gifts...... And you think you're going to be the only one out of the list? Umbridge looked at Trelawney questioningly.

"Because this talent is usually intergenerational, well...... I mean, it's inherited every three generations. Professor Trelawney's face was a little more unnatural.

The smile on Umbridge's lips became even worse, and she snapped the clipboard in her hand and spoke. "Next, I want you to make a prophecy for me, which will be related to your teacher rating."

Listening to the conversation between the two, the little wizards in the classroom put down their books one after another and looked over there curiously.

Trelawney glared at Umbridge angrily, and after a few moments said in annoyance. "I can't give you a prophecy, Tianmu won't be ordered to see it!"

"Well, I think I kind of get what you mean!" Umbridge shook his head in disappointment, picked up his clipboard and prepared to leave.

Behind him, Trelawney's gloomy voice suddenly rang out.

"If I were you, I'd leave this school right away!"

Umbridge paused as he walked forward, and turned his head in surprise.

At this time, Trelawney had changed his appearance, leaning low on the chair and twitching slightly, the whole person looked very weird, and said in a low voice.

"I'm on you...... I felt the darkness...... The scars are still painful...... You're going to be out of luck, Umbridge! ”

"It's a curse...... It's a curse! Trelawney's eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to scream violently, and the broken pitch made the nearby little wizards cover their ears.

Umbridge was also taken aback, and unconsciously took two steps back, then his whole face turned red, and he shouted angrily. "Trelawney? Were you cursing me? ”

Trelawney's face was very pale and overexerted, and she gasped for air, looking at Umbridge with a little more fear, but still said in the affirmative. "That's a prophecy...... The prophecy you want! ”

"Prophecy? But I've heard a lot of students say that you like to intimidate new students at the beginning of the school year, saying that they will die this year, right? Umbridge asked, staring at Trelawney intently.

However, Trelawney is stubborn, insisting that this is the future she sees, and an annoyed Umbridge angrily throws his sleeves away.

"Oh my God, it's the first time I've known Professor Trelawney is so brave!" Ron looked at the back of Angry Umbridge leaving, and then at Trelawney's thin figure, and said with admiration.

These days, Umbridge has vetted six professors, and Professor Trelawney is the toughest of them all!

"I'm afraid it's not just bravery, have you forgotten the prophecies made by Professor Trelawney a few years ago? Many have already come true, and perhaps this is a true prophecy! Hermione said very seriously.

After her observation, although Trelawney in a normal state often talks nonsense, when there is some kind of abnormality, what he says must be true!

"Wouldn't that be better, for Umbridge is going to be out of luck soon!" Ron gloated.

"So far, no Defence Against the Dark Arts professor has been able to survive a year." Harry nodded, rejoicing for Voldemort's curse for the first time.

Ivan did not participate in the discussion of the three, for him Umbridge was just a small role, if he could not still play some role, he would have been kicked out long ago.

The only thing that made Ivan curious was whether Trelawney's prophecy could be changed.

He hadn't forgotten that fifteen years earlier in the prophecy had explicitly stated that Harry and Voldemort, mortal enemies, would only die at each other's hands.

If he destroyed all the Horcruxes and killed Voldemort in a duel, wouldn't that mean that the prophecy had been shattered?

Ivan thought about this possibility in his mind, and even Hermione didn't hear Hermione's shouts.

The helpless little witch had to reach out and pull Raivan on the sleeve.

"What's wrong? Hermione? Ivan came back to his senses and asked.

"I mean, we've wasted more than a month of our time, we can't afford to wait any longer!" Hermione swore by it. "Mysteries and Death Eaters could attack at any moment, and if the Ministry of Magic is reluctant to let us take Defence Against the Dark Arts lessons, then we should learn the magic that protects us ourselves!"