"My mentor has been looking for something for two years, and if anything can make my mentor want to leave, that thing will definitely change the decision he made before!"

"What's that?" Hermione looked at Luna, who was elbowing out, and asked suspiciously.

"I don't know, no one knows what it is, even my mentor can't tell, so my mentor has gained nothing all these years!" Luna whispered, nodded at Hermione, and said; "It's the only way, and I can't think of anything else that can change my mentor's attitude and make him let go of his previous decision."

Luna turned to leave, and disappeared from the sight of the three of them with her bare feet. As Luna spoke, Hermione's gaze swept over Harry's and the two, and then ran in a chosen direction.

The wizard's skill is mysterious, and in addition to Professor Trelawney, who is no longer there, there is another person who is also proficient in divination, and that person is Victor, the professor of arithmetic divination who succeeded Professor Trellawney as the new mentor.

No one knows when Professor Trellawney disappeared compared to Professor Victor, who was drunk all day, only that one morning later, all that was left was a parting letter and a clean office.

Truth be told, Professor Trellawney's divination students were not interested, because Professor Trelawney had become more and more eccentric over the years, usually mysteriously not knowing what she was muttering, and sometimes she would speak words that were intimidating, but not inaudible.

So Professor Trellawney's departure didn't cause much repercussions, and no one cared about an insignificant teacher, especially if this teacher was just a witch who was proficient in divination.

"Professor Victor, are you in there?" Hermione led a panting Harry to a wooden door at the corner of a hallway, where Professor Victor lived.

Hermione's face became worse and worse as there were knocks on the door, and Professor Victor was one of the mentors who died in the forest, so Hermione wasn't sure if she could get any guidance here.

However, Hermione didn't want to give up anyway, because if she wanted Professor Qin to believe that what she said was true, she had to convince him that she wasn't lying. Hermione, who had arrived here, longed for Professor Victor's divination to bring even the slightest bit of information to her, so that her claims would be more plausible and credible.

There was only more than half an hour left before the time for the students to set off, and after half an hour, everyone would be teleported to the forest by Professor Qin, and at that time there would be no chance to save them.

"Open the door! Please, open the door! Hermione stood outside the door begging, and as if she heard Hermione's pleading, the door slowly opened under Hermione's longing gaze.

"Hiccup!" With a wine burp, Professor Victor, who had a very bad image, pushed open the door.

Professor Victor was a thin old man, cross-eyed, wearing a green coat, and a drinker.

I saw Professor Victor, who was full of alcohol, opened the door step by step, and then looked at the three uninvited guests outside the door with a blurry drunken eye, and asked drunkly; "Little ones, what are you doing here! Don't worry, I'm going to assemble and I won't be left behind! Professor Victor said, taking a silver flask from his body and taking a few sips, before staggering outside.

"Mr. Professor, we're here to ask for your help, don't drink!" Hermione snatched the flask from Professor Victor's hand, then reached out and pushed Victor into the room.

"How can I help! I'm just a little old man! Victor let Hermione push himself into the room, his cloudy eyes full of slackness, and he muttered to himself in a sad tone.

Victor's room was a mess, with a mess of scratch paper scattered on the floor, and a table with either a book of divination or an empty wine bottle.

Hermione pushed Victor onto the couch before speaking to Victor after Ron closed the door.

"Professor, we want you to help us use divination to calculate what Professor Qin is looking for, if we can't know what Professor Qin is looking for before he sends the students into the forest, then Hogwarts may be a thing of the past from today. And your life will be in danger. ”

Since everyone was unfamiliar with Professor Victor, who succeeded Professor Trellawney, Hermione could only say her thoughts to Victor after a little hesitation.

"Fate is a foregone conclusion, you shouldn't come to me!" Professor Victor looked up at Hermione, then lowered his head.

"Fate is a foregone conclusion! Professor, do you know something? Hermione was stunned when she heard this, she didn't expect Professor Victor, who had always appeared as an alcoholic, to say such a thing.

"We soothsayers don't do divination for ourselves under normal circumstances, because the fate obtained by divining for ourselves may be skewed!" Professor Victor didn't answer Hermione's question, but held out his hand to Hermione and said; "Give me my wine!"

Hermione frowned when she heard that Professor Victor was still drinking, but then handed the silver flask in her hand anyway.

Victor's wrinkled hands trembled as he unscrewed the cap and took a shivering sip of wine. Because of the trembling of Victor's hands, a lot of green liquor slipped from the corners of his mouth, wetting his chest.

"Today's divination class was the same as usual, I went to teach the students after I had a drink. But when I was showing the students the science of divination, my heart suddenly became stuffy, and my hand holding the playing cards even felt like it was burned by flames! Fortune tellers often have a good premonition, and I know that this is an ominous omen, a warning from fate. ”

"Professor, what did you find?" The three of Hermione looked at Professor Victor, who looked like a magic stick in front of them, couldn't help but lower their breath, and asked softly.

"I was scared, I was afraid of my fate! So I ended the course in a hurry, and even broke the rules of a soothsayer and used divination on myself for the first time in my life! Victor said, looking up at the three of Hermione, and sighed softly; In my divination, I will not meet you today, and you have no message to come here! Fate has gone awry, you shouldn't be here! ”

With Victor's words, Harry and Ron also looked at Hermione, because even Harry's head felt swollen at this time, and there was a feeling of insanity.

"What the hell are you talking about! Why do I think I don't understand! Aren't we standing here? Why shouldn't you come! Ron listened to the specious conversation between the two and couldn't help but complain.

"Fate is not immutable, Professor, I want to know what Professor Qin is looking for, if you really see the outside, then please send me!" Hermione asked Professor Victor step by step, and in response to Hermione's aggressive tone, Professor Victor kept shaking his head, and his entire thin body sank into the sofa.

"You shouldn't have come here, I shouldn't have come here, it's not fate, it's not God! What have I done! I shouldn't have coveted the honor of teaching at Hogwarts, and I shouldn't have ignored Professor Trellawney's warnings! Professor Victor grabbed his hair with a look of remorse, as if he had thought of something painful, and refused to say that Qin Hui wanted to find something.