"Disasters always come unexpectedly over time, and we ...... and they are all small. When bad luck comes its way to us, all we can do is wait in silence. ”

"Ma'am, let go of the obsession in your heart! Put it down......"

Sitting in the crowd divining for a witch, Sybil Trelawney is a Divination professor at Hogwarts. Of course, her words can basically be ignored on weekdays, because most of the time she is talking nonsense.

But to say that she has no real skills is incorrect.

At that time, Trelawney was also a professor that Dumbledore had personally interviewed. She relied not only on her grandmother, the famous former prophet Kassandra Trelawney, but also on the fact that she had made a true prophecy in front of Dumbledore during the interview.

It's a pity that things like bloodlines will weaken with the transmission from generation to generation, and it will naturally be more difficult to pass on such things as the bloodline of the prophets, which specifically picks female offspring to awaken.

In addition, Sybil is a mixed race, and the bloodline from his father has been weakened to a certain extent......

Yes, fundamentally, wizarding achievements don't really matter about blood, and Muggle-born wizards have almost equal room to grow.

However, in some specific respects, the theory of the bloodline of all evils that hinders the progress of the wizarding world may not necessarily be nonsense.

"Right...... Relax, don't be nervous, relax...... You have to believe that when you treat others with sincerity and live smoothly, the bad luck that was originally staring at you will quietly disappear......"

This is the first time that Maca has heard that bad luck will also take care of people. It's just that a persuasive ending like Trelawney's is also a desirable act.

"Oh, I see, Lady Trelawney! I'll do what you say......" The witch nodded at Trelawney, then added, "yes, that...... Although I know it might be a bit ...... to talk about Kim Galleon at this time But how much should I pay you? ”

"Well, the prophet reveals the future, and there is always a price...... But you don't have to worry about it, just give some as you like. ”

Seeing that the witch took out two stacks of gold galleons from her pocket and placed them in front of Trelawney, Maca planned to take back her evaluation...... Yes, at least half of it too.

But at this moment, Trelawney suddenly raised her head and looked at Luna, who was standing not far away.

Luna was with Harry and the others, but Harry and Hermione were closer to Vorpur and Vampire Bloodny, while Luna, who was at the bottom, was about to stand at Trelawney's table.

"Miss Lovegood?" The divination professor looked at Luna and seemed a little happy, "Come, come and sit down beside me...... While I'm doing divination, you can feel it on the sidelines. ”

In third grade, Luna had a divination class in her electives.

Although her fortune divination skills were not very good, her ethereal eyes and whimsical words always appealed to Trelawney's appetite.

It's just that in Marca's opinion, Trelawney likes Luna so much, I'm afraid she wants to train her to be a god like herself.

"I'm sorry, Professor Trelawney, we still have something to do—this extracurricular tutoring in divination, I think we'd better wait for another time!"

Although Luna herself seems to be interested in this, Maca doesn't want her to waste her time with Trelawney.

Conventional divination is not difficult, but the accuracy is never high; And the unconventional ones like the prophetic bloodline can't be learned by ordinary people.

So Maca simply went over and pulled Luna away.

"Oh, Maca?" She didn't resist letting Maca take her sleeve and said as she walked, "Where are we going?" Is it dancing? ”

"I remember, you don't like to dance, do you?" Maca took Luna back to Harry and the others, and said casually, "And the dance hasn't started yet......

As soon as he got here, Mr. Wople stood up suddenly—he had used Slughorn's medicine just now, and he was in a state of good spirits, and when he saw Maca return, he immediately came closer.

"Mr. McLean, I'm Elder Wolple...... Professor Slughorn has spoken of you many times in his correspondence with me, and I am so impressed by your deeds! Actually, I've wanted to meet you for a long time......"

Seeing that this little male witch had always shown great enthusiasm, Maca was suddenly slightly stunned.

"Oh, Mr. Wolple, is it? Nice to meet you—"

Looking at this guy's age, Maca knew that this was probably another Slughorn student or something. If it's just to meet and get to know each other, that's fine.

But then, Wolple began to ramble on about autobiography.

“…… Seriously, people all over the world are eager to get to know you better. For example, your past, your childhood, your life, your thoughts...... And, of course, maybe your view of mate selection? ”

As he spoke, he subconsciously looked back and forth at Hermione, Ginny, and Luna, but didn't say anything offensive.

"In fact," he continued, "I'd love to write you a book about this first stage of your life!" If you'd like to be interviewed a few times by me, eh...... Not much, once a month is enough, it won't delay much. In a few months' time you'll be able to see a personal autobiography about you......"

"Really, it's not a hassle at all, what do you think?"

After saying that, Wople looked at Maca with a look of anticipation, and from time to time threw a "request for assist" look at Slughorn, who had returned to this side.

But the fat old man is still feeling sorry for Maca's rejection of his "good idea"! Where do you pay attention to these little things?

"Autobiography?" Maca shook her head decisively and said, "I'm sorry, I'll contact you again if I have any intention of doing this in the future." ”

Quickly rejected by Maca, of course Wolpur was not reconciled. But just as he tried to convince Maca further, a house-elf suddenly appeared next to Slughorn.

"Mr. Slughorn, all the guests on your invitation list have arrived."

Slughorn, who had been pondering something to himself, finally came to his senses, and then nodded in understanding.

"Got it."

For this old man, this dance party has lost the finishing touch, but everyone has already come, should it continue as usual, right?

"McKellen, a few of you, I'll be with you first."

Before he finished speaking, he hurried to the front and turned on his almost customary speech mode in his personal activities.

And it was at this moment that Hermione suddenly turned around and looked at Maca without saying a word.

Prom! Always have to dance......

"He-" "Bang! ”

As soon as Maca opened her mouth, there was a sudden sound at the door—the door of the small hall opened.

"Oh! Excuse me, Slughorn...... It's too hard. ”

A figure much taller than the average person suddenly appeared in the doorway, and Maca looked back to see that it was Hagrid.

"Maka, are you there? I heard you're here for the prom...... Hey? ”

There were so many people in the room that Hagrid couldn't find out where Maca was all at once. Here Maca was about to wave her hand, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of Hermione's eyes.

"Hmmm......"

He smiled helplessly, and withdrew the half-raised hand.

Maca never found out where there was something in her that attracted girls. But in any case, when a girl stares at you with that complicated look, she often inevitably feels embarrassed.

Even if you've clearly rejected it once, it's the same.

"Maca?" Hagrid shouted again, and when no one responded, he shook his head and muttered, "Isn't it here?" Oh, where would he be......"

With no one to be found, Hagrid had no choice but to leave first, and by the way, the door was closed again.

The people in the small hall looked left and right, and in fact, many people were aiming at Maca's side, intentionally or unintentionally. But Maca himself didn't move, so naturally they had no reason to help him answer.

“…… Ahem," Slughorn glanced at Maca thoughtfully, before he continued what he had just said, "Alright! Anyway, I announce that tonight's private ball starts now! ”

But when he took out his wand and waved it casually, the originally soft sound of the instrument suddenly turned into melodious classical dance music, and the first dance of the night was about to begin—

"Gentlemen and ladies! Please enjoy this romantic first song with your dance partners! ”

Maca habitually glanced at Luna and saw her running to the side with a smile of interest, as if she wanted to go to the sidelines to relieve her boredom with those who danced with new moves.

"Well, Hermione......" He hurriedly looked at the school bully girl not far away, blinked his eyes, "I don't know, can I have the honor to invite you to dance?" ”

Hermione is indeed dressed beautifully today, the special material of the light gauze gives her more gentleness, and the off-the-shoulder design adds a bit of femininity to her towards adults.

Even Maca felt the charm of the other party.

Sometimes, however, things go in a direction that people don't expect. And this trend has become more and more obvious in Maca in recent years.

"Sorry, I don't want to dance, please find someone else!"

Even Harry and Ginny, who were standing on the sidelines and watching secretly, were shocked to hear Hermione's words.

"She's ...... What's wrong? Harry was stunned.

And Ginny, although she was a girl of the same age, was also full of surprise.

"Don't ask me, I don't know!"

Maca looked at Hermione, who turned away, and scratched her head inexplicably.