Chapter 195: Divination Class (1)

"Hurry up......" Hermione urged, she behind Verlin, and behind Ron and Harry. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You two, I think you should get some more physical exercise. ”

"That's too high...... "Ron was dressed roughly, and his body was completely relaxed by the lazy time, which caused him to look embarrassed at the moment.

Van Lin took two quick steps, and the gate of the divination class was there, and there was only that one door here. Pushing open the door, he came to one of the strangest classrooms he had ever seen.

In fact, it's not a classroom at all, it's more like a mixture of an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse. There are at least twenty small round tables crammed into this classroom. Each table is surrounded by Indian calico armchairs and bulging small cushions. Everything was illuminated by a faint scarlet light, the curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps were draped in crimson shades.

The classroom was depressingly warm, the fireplace was stuffed to the brim, and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire, so that the flame gave off a dull, greasy fragrance. The circular walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a large pile of tea sets.

"Welcome," the voice said, "it's good to see you in the tangible world at last." ”

Professor Trawney's voice sounded in a shadow, startling Vanlin.

Professor Trauney walked into the firelight, and they saw that she was very thin, her eyes magnified several times by her large glasses, she was draped in a shimmering shawl like a sheer gauze, her long neck hung with countless necklaces and beads, and her arms and hands were adorned with bracelets and rings.

"Hello, Professor Trauny!" several people hurriedly said hello, but they didn't expect Professor Traoney to stand in the shadow of the door as soon as the door opened.

Van Lin looked at Professor Traoney carefully, he was still very curious about Professor Traoney, after all, according to the events in his memory, Trawney's two prophecies for Harry were all valid, which means that Professor Traoney is a person with real skills, and many prophets are taking it for granted.

"Sit, my child. Professor Traoney motioned for a few men to come in and sit down. So the four of them randomly found a round table and sat down, on which were teacups and crystal balls.

"Welcome to the divination class," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace, "I am Professor Trelawney, and you may not have seen me before. I found that my days were blurred by the hustle and bustle of school life too often. ”

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration. Professor Trauny meticulously rearranged the shawl and continued, "You have chosen the divination class, which is the most difficult of all magical arts. I must warn you at the outset: if you do not have the 'Vision', then there is very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this regard......"

Hearing this, Harry and Ron both looked at Hermione with a smile, and Hermione looked surprised to hear that the books for this class were not very useful.

"Many witches and wizards, as talented as they are at making violent crashing sounds, smells, and sudden invisibility, are unable to see through the fog. Professor Trauney continued, her large, glowing eyes turning from face to face. "It's a talent that only a few people have. You, boy," she said to Neville suddenly, who nearly fell off his cushion, "how is your grandmother?"

"I think it's good. Neville said with a shudder.

"If it were you, I'd not be so sure, dear. Professor Trelawney said, the firelight flickering on her long emerald earrings. Neville gasped. Professor Trelawney calmly continued: "This year we are learning all kinds of basic divination methods. The first semester was spent on interpreting the leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry. By the way, my dear," she said suddenly to Parvatipatil, "beware of red-haired men. ”

Parvati gave a frightened look at Ron, who was sitting right behind her. Parvati moved her chair away from Ron.

"In the summer semester," Professor Trawney continued, "we will learn to look at crystal balls...... If we've learned the fire omens to the end. Unfortunately, in February, a vicious flu would force classes to close. I would have lost my voice myself. Around Easter, one of us will leave you forever. ”

After she said this, there was a tense silence in the classroom, but Professor Trauny didn't seem to feel anything.

"That's ......," Van Lin was speechless at Professor Trawney's prophecy.

According to Professor Tronney, few of the young wizards had good results, and Professor Tronney's performance was really as Fred and George said, "a harbinger of death......

"It's really speechless. Fan Lin thought silently, at this moment he regretted signing up for this course very much, or maybe he still had foolish illusions about his talent for prophecy...... My God, a man of his own character, who relies on reasoning and evidence for everything, how could he be so stupid as to believe that he has any gift for prophecy.

Fan Lin's heart at this time was like being trampled by countless elves, the domesticated kind, ugly and ugly, anyway, it was very bad.

However, Professor Trawney's terrifying prophecy did not stop, and she had everyone pour themselves a cup of tea, the kind with a lot of tea.

Then skimming the tea and shaking the cup in the manner of Professor Troney, Van Lin felt that there was nothing worse than staring at the dregs of a pile of tea leaves.

Especially after Professor Traoney spoke to him, Van Lin only felt that his opinion of Professor Traoney had dropped directly to the freezing point.

"Let me see, kid. Professor Traoney said, reaching for Van Lin's teacup.

"Oh, it's a fish, that's unfortunate. "Stay away from the water for a few days, or you're going to get sick, you know, you can't breathe in the water, and you're ......."

"I'm sorry, Professor Troney......," said Van Lin, with a look of displeasure, "I think, in a way, that the word of the fish is a symbol of good fortune, and that I may not necessarily earn a lot of gold galleons." ”

"So, kid......" Professor Traoney looked at Van Lin, "so that's all you have to do here......"