"She... Is it really reliable? Hermione asked in a hesitant whisper in Egg's ear.

"Doesn't it seem unreliable?" Egg turned his head and grinned at the little girl.

"Hmm," Hermione nodded obediently.

"Don't underestimate her, most people think she's just a big fool...", Egg whispered in Hermione's ear, "but in fact, she's very good at divination, although it doesn't seem so much... emmm… Reliable..."

"Really?" Hermione looked surprised.

"Do you know why Voldemort had to kill Harry?" Egg asked quietly, and Hermione shook her head slightly.

"It's because she made a prophecy, of course, this is not her original intention..."Egg whispered: "Her prophecy is very effective, in fact, she, like Neville, usually has a very unconfident self-confidence, although she does divination very well, but the time span is sometimes very large, so many people don't believe her, but in fact..."

"Whether you call her a crow's beak or whatever, Professor Trelawney's prophecy is terrifying, like she said I would die in the flames of hell..."Egg grinned.

"Is this also called a miracle?" Hermione still had some suspicion in her eyes.

"My body did die in the flames, the body you saw..."Egg whispered, "In fact, the body grew back at the same time as it died, and I didn't just grow a horn." ”

"The body is dead? Why didn't you tell me before? Hermione covered her mouth in horror and hurriedly dragged Egg up and down.

"There's not much to say, but to be honest, it feels terrible, it's all destroyed and reborn from the inside out, it feels like a phoenix nirvana." Egger shrunk his neck with palpitations: "Hell, it's crazy..."

"Is it because of her prophecy?" Hermione's gaze at Trelawney suddenly became unkind.

"Calm down, the prophecy just tells you what will happen in the future, not because she said it, so don't get confused." Egg tugged at Hermione and signaled her to calm down, "Besides, I thought her usual prophecies were inaccurate, but in fact, most of them came true..."

"And she said Neville's grandmother...?" Hermione was shocked.

“emmm… Her prophecy should be understood in this way..."Egg whispered, "If she says that someone may be bad, don't worry too much, it may just be a sickness or something..."

"If she didn't use divination, she wouldn't be able to understand anything just by looking at face and palmistry..."Egg grinned: "But if you use tarot or something, the accuracy rate will be higher..."

Gently squeezing Hermione's little hand, Egg motioned to the little girl to reassure: "If you want to learn with her, she may not really be able to teach you anything, because she can't figure out her own divination." ”

"I can only say that the usual divination accuracy is relatively high, but it won't be a hundred shots, understand?" Iger smiled.

Hermione nodded thoughtfully, and said no more.

Although it is a pity that you can't learn things from books, and the professor can't teach anything, compared to the professor's own inability, Hermione feels that she can still accept it in her heart.

For example, who wants to learn wandless spell casting with Egger...

Iger doesn't know how to teach, ordinary wandless spells are just like a dream for him, many things really need talent, Snape's ability to recall wands is very incredible in Egger's opinion, so far Iger really hasn't seen anyone successfully release a decent spell without a wand.

So you can't say that people can't teach you, but people don't have the level, and Egger's magic level is low?

It's not low, Dumbledore can't anal him when he goes to the wand, and he is basically on a level that is killed in seconds, plus Fawkes may be able to escape...

But no matter what method Egger taught, it would be difficult for others to learn his wandless spells.

Iger thinks it might have something to do with racial talent...

Fairies can cast spells with their fingernails, but can humans use them? Are you kidding...

"Can she always predict the misfortune of others?" Hermione looked at Trelawney with some concern.

“emmm… Every year a student is prophesied to die, but no one has died yet..."Egg grinned, "How about we make a bet?" ”

"Bet on what?" Hermione was immediately intrigued when she heard this.

"I'm betting she'll predict that Harry is ominous..."Egg chuckled softly, "If I'm right, you'll give me ...... tonight."

(Sorry, I didn't hear the last few words...) ）

Hermione's face was bloody, she nodded slightly, and then smiled a little narrowly: "What if you don't hit?" ”

"Then I'll give it to you...... What do you think? ”

(Sorry, I didn't hear clearly...) ）

Hermione's face turned even redder, but she nodded slightly, with a hint of excitement in her eyes, and she didn't know what she was excited about...

In less than two minutes...

"You have 'ominous.'"

Sure enough, Trelawney screamed as she looked at Harry's teacup.

Harry: "??? ”

"Ominous, dear, ominous!" Trelawney shouted, "That spooky big black dog that haunts the cemetery! Dear child, he is a bad omen - the most powerful omen - a bad omen of death! ”

Harry's heart tightened, and he was slightly at a loss.

"It's okay..."Egg's lazy voice sounded, and he glanced at the blood-red Hermione with a smile in his eyes, and Egg laughed, "If you're talking about a big black dog, then Harry can see it every day..."

As soon as Egger's voice was remembered, Harry's heart suddenly calmed down.

At Hogwarts, everyone knows one thing, and Egg's words carry a lot of weight.

Whoever beats is sure to be beaten, and whoever is killed is sure to be destroyed...

Therefore, everyone is more willing to believe in Egger's threat than Raushzi's divination, after all, Egger's words will come true faster than the prophecy.

"Bring me Harry's teacup—" Iger smiled, reaching out to take Harry's teacup from Professor Trelawney's hand.

"Emmm, I'll give you an explanation...", Egger muttered as he flipped through the book, "Black Dog... Sun... Crucifix... emmm…”

"Ahh It probably means experiencing 'great joy' with that black dog, and then maybe being happy and sad. Egg laughed: "I guess that big dog may go with you to some kind of Quidditch training, you are likely to meet happy things, but then you may be happy and sad, be careful when playing Quidditch recently, don't break your leg..."

Harry's heart suddenly relaxed...

Riding a broomstick, right, breaking a leg is not a big deal, but a broken neck can be corrected in an instant as long as it is not immediately burped, depending on the level of a wizard.

Trelawney's thick glasses were extraordinarily large, and she couldn't help but blink at Egger: "Yes... Is that so? ”

Iger looked at Trelawney and laughed, and the old professor's eyes were a little stupid: "Judging from the order of the teacups, the black dog is at the front, and it can't be said that he can still be happy and sad after he dies..."

"Oh—" Trelawney looked a little disappointed, and seeing that the students around him were all disinterested, the old professor began to turn around and look for the ominous of others.

It's a pity that no one drank the black dog-shaped tea residues after a class, and most of them were inconsequential little things.

"I don't know why, I feel like Iger's explanation, and I instantly feel like that's what the divination class is all about..."

"I'm still feeling a little uneasy," Hermione frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, Harry will definitely live to death, and my prediction is accurate." Iger laughed, and Harry and Ron on the side burst out laughing.

Leaving the divination classroom, a group of people rushed to the Transfiguration classroom, and several people took a seat in the back of the classroom and listened quietly to Professor McGonagall's class.

It has to be said that compared to the mysterious Professor Trelawney, Professor McGonagall's well-organized lectures are undoubtedly more popular with Hermione, not to mention that this class is about the knowledge of Animagus.

Seeing that Professor McGonagall had turned into a spotted cat in front of the class, with traces of glasses around her eyes, Egg grinned and slapped her face, and a warm applause rang out, which made Professor McGonagall's usually serious face smile with a little more smile.

For the students' admiring eyes and applause, the older cat lady is very useful.

Don't look at Professor McGonagall's serious face on weekdays, the older cat lady is also vain...

"Professor McGonagall?" Hermione still held her hand high.

"What's the matter, Miss Granger?" Professor McGonagall pursed her lips and looked at Hermione.

"That's right..."Hermione, ignoring Egg, who was rolling her eyes wildly, looked at Professor McGonagall and asked, "Just had a divination lesson..."

Professor McGonagall's face instantly became a little strange: "Understood..."

"Whose death did Sybil prophesy?" Professor McGonagall looked helpless.

"Uh..."Hermione was slightly embarrassed, "She said that Harry would be ominous..."

Professor McGonagall gave Harry a sharp look in his eyes, "Then you should know, Potter... Sybil Trelawney prophesied the death of a student every year. None of them have died until now, and she likes nothing more than to welcome a new class in the way of a death omen. If it weren't for the fact that I never speak ill of my colleagues..."

Professor McGonagall stopped abruptly, and Egg noticed that Professor McGonagall's nostrils were slightly white, as was usually her angry look.

"Divination is the least rigorous of the magic branches. To tell you the truth, I don't have much patience for it, there are very few true prophets, and Professor Trelawney..."

Professor McGonagall paused abruptly and continued in a matter-of-fact tone, "It seems to me that you are in very good health, so I beg your pardon if I did not spare your homework for today, Mr. Porter. I promise you, in case you do die, you won't have to turn in your homework. ”

"But Professor, Iger said that Professor Trelawney's prediction was actually accurate—" Hermione looked a little alarmed.

"It's... Is that so? Professor McGonagall froze and turned to look at Iger.

"Uh," Egg grinned, "at least I'm sure they'll all die sooner or later." ”

"Okay, Mr. Potter." Professor McGonagall almost burst out laughing when she heard this, and turned her head to look at Harry, "Looks like you're going to keep handing in your homework, as long as you don't die." ”

……

"Why don't you explain it to Professor McGonagall?"

At lunch, Hermione shook her head in annoyance.

"Believe me, sooner or later, people will die." Egger swore with a sworn face.

"But you said her prediction was accurate." Hermione couldn't help but be a little worried.

"Yes, I also said that her prophecy has a long time span..."Iger suddenly laughed when he heard this, "And I also said that the order of the direction of rotation of the teacups." ”

"Really?" Hermione frowned slightly.

"Of course, you don't see any reaction from him," Egg said, "And I don't think anyone with Dumbledore, Sirius, or Severus at school could make Harry die suddenly unless the Muggle Prime Minister drops an atomic bomb on our heads." ”

As he spoke, Egg pondered for two seconds, then nodded slightly: "Even if there is an atomic bomb, I can get rid of that thing before it explodes..."

"Alright—" Hermione nodded, looking like she was finally no longer worn.

The strength of her boyfriend makes the little girl feel very down-to-earth.

For a strong woman like He Min, if she can't obey the other party, she can only achieve absolute excellence to smash the other party's sense of superiority...

"Just keep yourself in your mind, Professor McGonagall is right, it's a very loose discipline in itself." Iger muttered casually: "Take a closer look at the fortune of the last few days, it's not very accurate, and the prediction can be broken." ”

"What do you mean?" Hermione was slightly puzzled.

"The idea is that if she predicted when I would go on vacation to Hawaii, as long as I never went to Hawaii, the prophecy would be broken." Iger laughed.

"But what if it's for other reasons? For example, I went with Aisha? Hermione asked, looking at Egger.

"Then I can forcibly keep you by my side, the prophecy is weak and powerless for absolutely powerful forces and uncertain character factors." Egger spread his hands: "Coincidentally, I have both." ”

"Nasty subject... I still think arithmetic divination is more interesting..."Hermione muttered.

"Got the time turner?" Egg glanced at Hermione, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

"How do you..."

"I know everything." Egger laughed, "So you don't have to worry about when I'll see two of you cause schizophrenia." ”

"Thank goodness," Hermione muttered.

"And... Remember to come to my room at night, no matter how tired you are from class during the day, I'll give you a massage..."Egg whispered in Hermione's ear.

Hermione's face flushed again.

It's not that the little girl will be shy with Egg, but Egg whispers such naked words in public, and Hermione is always worried that others will hear...

……

After lunch, the group walked all the way to Hagrid's hut, and not far ahead, Malfoy was loudly showing off his experience riding Buckbeak to Crabbe and Goyle, talking endlessly about how talented he was in his magical beast protection class, and he selectively ignored the fact that Iger had guarded the array for him and served fine beef with his humble hands...

"Looking at his proud appearance, those who don't know think he's the professor of the conservation class." Ron grunted twice.

"I thought your relationship should be pretty good right now?" Iger looked at Ron with some surprise.

"Hmm... It's okay. Ron snorted, "But he's still a Slytherin after all..."

"You were still saying that Slytherin was handsome," Egg laughed.

"That's what Harry said..."Ron was a little dissatisfied, "I just hate Malfoy's triumphant look, you see you're so good, but you never show off." ”

"Haven't you heard a word?" Egger laughed.

"What?" Ron was confused.

"Invisible pretending is the most deadly..."

Iger eventually brought this phrase to Hogwarts, still in Chinese...

It's not that my brother doesn't pretend, it's just because my brother is too strong...

So whatever you can do can be taken for granted!