As a prominent figure at Hogwarts, Zhang Xiao enjoys great attention in the school.

Hearing Trelawney say this at this moment, the little wizards immediately locked their eyes firmly on him.

Zhang Xiao's eyes narrowed:

"Professor, can you elaborate?"

Trelawney picked up the teacup on the table—it was a prop for divination on tea pomace.

The usage is very simple, it is to drink a cup of tea, and drink until there are only tea leaves left in the cup.

Shake the tea residue three times with your left hand, then flip the teacup over and buckle it onto the teacup holder;

Wait until the last bit of tea streamer, and you can interpret it after watching it.

Well, the way to interpret it is on pages 5 and 6 of the book "Clearing the Fog and Looking into the Future".

Compare the shape of the tea pomace with the content of the two pages of the book, and answer the question of which one the shape resembles according to that image.

Well, to be honest, the tea leaves are general, and they are very bitter and easy to crumble.

Professor Trelawney says it's a tea for divination.

But Brother Tu secretly said that the divination professor used all the funds given by the school to buy wine.

When the school board reviewed the fees, they found out that they were supposed to be punished severely, but Dumbledore stopped them, and he paid for the hole himself.

It's just that Trelawney doesn't know anything.

She stared at the teacup as she turned it counterclockwise.

In that very ethereal tone, he said:

"Child, my Tianmu sees great grief in you, everything is lost, you will have nothing-"

The little wizards let out a frightened inhalation.

Hermione said loudly, "Professor, but everyone will end up with nothing, because death will take nothing but ourselves." ”

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione, disliking her even more.

When she had spoken of Harry before, the little witch with her hairy hair had been sharply retorting to her.

"I said don't be upset, dear.

I find that the aura that surrounds you is small and the receptivity to future resonances is poor. ”

Trelawney's face was unusually long, and she ignored Hermione and turned the tea residue again.

"Although Tianmu sees the distant future, we can still see the near-term future through tea divination-

Let's see how Zhang's fortune is"

Suddenly, her already large eyes widened, and she gasped for air.

Screaming loudly:

"Ah————!h

Trelawney sat down in an empty armchair, her beaded hands caressing her chest and her eyes closed.

"My dear child—my poor, dear child—no—it's better not to say it—no—don't ask me"

"What's wrong, Professor?" Dean Thomas said immediately.

Everyone stood up, slowly gathering around Zhang Xiao and Malfoy's table, closer to Professor Trelawney's armchair, so that they could see Zhang Xiao's teacup more clearly.

"Dear" Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically, "You're ominous. ”

The little wizards covered their mouths to keep themselves from screaming.

Trelawney suddenly became excited, and she cried out loudly:

"Child, this is a bad omen! The worst and worst omen!

Death – Death, like the wind, surrounds you all the time. ”

Zhang Xiao rubbed her head, completely ignoring the worried eyes of the people around her, Trelawney's appearance was exactly the same as those people who set up fortune tellers under Longhu Mountain.

If the following sentence breaks the fortune and eliminates the disaster, the taste will be even more right.

Hermione snorted heavily, just about to speak.

But Zhang Xiao was already one step ahead of her, and said in advance:

"Professor, while I am very grateful for your prophecy, I want to say - this is not my teacup."

Trelawney, who was about to interpret it in detail, was stunned:

"Not your teacup? Kid, I don't quite understand what you mean—"

Malfoy grimaced, forced a smile, and slowly raised his hand:

"Professor, in fact, it's your own teacup, and you may have forgotten that you asked me to do a prophetic demonstration with your teacup."

The classroom immediately resounded with the muffled discussion of the young wizards.

Trelawney's face turned white and red.

The young wizards who had been intimidated by her before were now beginning to doubt the veracity of her prophecy.

But it can only be said that the ability to play divination is very powerful.

Trelawney jumped up unexpectedly and shouted in a panic:

"Class! Class! That's the end of today's lesson, and the next one will be stopped until I find a way to circumvent this terrible fate! ”

The little wizards happily packed up their things and left, this was half an early class to leave, and looking at Trelawney's appearance, maybe the next divination class would not be needed.

What could be happier than that?

Zhang Xiao admired Trelawney, at least in terms of hard-mouthedness, she decided to sacrifice her course to maintain the accuracy of divination.

This euphoria even continued into Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

The content of this lesson is Animagus, who has turned into a tabby cat in full view of everyone, with traces of glasses around her eyes, which everyone has seen before.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you all today?" Professor McGonagall said, accompanied by a slight pop. She had turned back to her original form and was looking around at the students.

"It doesn't matter, but this is the first time that my transformation has not won the applause of the class."

Lavender said cautiously:

"Professor, we just had a divination class, we read tea leaves, and—"

"Divination class?" Professor McGonagall frowned suddenly, "There's no need to go on, Miss Brown.

Tell me, which of you will die this year?"

"Uh-professor, I think it's herself this time"

Apparently this question was extremely unexpected by Professor McGonagall, and she was stunned for a moment before she reacted:

"Yourself?

Trelawney has a new twist this year? ”

She looked at the puzzled gaze of the little wizard below, and said simply:

"Sybil Trelawney has predicted the death of a student every year since she came to this school.

Thankfully, none of her prophecies came true, and I guess anticipating death signs was her favorite way of welcoming new classes.

But it was the first time she had predicted her own death, and perhaps she wanted a new kind of welcome speech. ”

Professor McGonagall's wand tapped on the table, making a loud crackling sound:

"Ladies and gentlemen, no matter how Professor Trelawney introduces the welcome.

I also have a new welcome to all of you. ”

The young wizards immediately sat up straight and looked at Professor McGonagall curiously:

"That is, congratulations on entering the third grade, from the third year, all the transformation class homework will be increased by a third!"

"Oh! No! ”

The classroom resounded with the angry shouts of the little wizard, but Professor McGonagall didn't care.

After the Transfiguration class ended, the young wizards rushed to the auditorium for lunch.

Perhaps it's the happiest time of the day.

"Draco, why do you look sad?"

Zhang Xiao pushed the ketchup and peanut butter towards Brother Tu, which was his favorite spice.

"I'm thinking—Professor Trelawney says I don't have a talent for divination."

Malfoy scooped a spoonful of the spice into his plate, a little depressed:

"Actually, what Professor McGonagall said isn't quite right, Professor Trelawney—"

picked up the fork, but didn't eat, but leaned towards Zhang Xiao, and whispered: "My father said that Trelawney seems to have made a prophecy."

This prophecy is very important, but my father doesn't know what it is.

So Professor Trelawney must have a real skill, but I think she's just playing tricks on her today. ”

Zhang Xiao paused, Trelawney can indeed predict, but it can be cooled for more than ten years.

Dumbledore hired her for two reasons, namely the possibility of making a prophecy and thanking for the first prophecy.

"Draco, believe me, I think you're the highest I've ever seen when it comes to prophecy."

"Really?" Malfoy's eyebrows were raised, and the corners of his mouth were already unconsciously twitching upward.

He looked very happy.

How can that be fake? Zhang Xiao gave him an affirmative look.

So far, the success rate of the prophecy has reached a terrifying 100%!

This kind of person is generally called a god operator.

In China, it is all Ma Banxian who has to drive hundreds of kilometers to come to the door to see.

After lunch, Zhang Xiao casually found a reason to come to the large common room and find a small tree house that was quiet and undisturbed.

A gentle breeze swept through the Elven Forest, and the green leaves rose and fell with the wind, like green waves.

Zhang Xiao closed the door of the tree house and took out the time turner from the Qiankun bag.

With such a magical prop in my hand, it's a pity not to study it.

Dumbledore had said that it would make something like a doppelganger, but the doppelganger saw the script.

If you think about it this way, isn't it that the doppelganger actually knows the future, and if you find a way to communicate with the doppelganger, doesn't that mean that you can predict the future in disguise?

But the professor's advice to himself makes it clear not to use a time turner to peek into the future.

So what's going on?

It's so curious.

In the original book, it is said that you can't meet yourself with a time turner, because you may kill yourself by mistake.

This is too funny, Zhang Xiao pinched the time turner.

If at this moment I decide to see myself in a minute after using it, then theoretically another self will appear in front of me after a minute.

At this time, both sides are completely clear about the ins and outs of the matter, and there will be no so-called attack on themselves at all.

You can also sit down and have a friendly exchange – about what will happen in the next few hours.

Therefore, time tricks will have problems of one kind or another.

Now the question becomes, what does the so-called script of the time converter look like?

Zhang Xiao's eyes flashed with excitement, asking questions, facing problems, and solving problems.

It's so much fun.

So – I need to do some little experiments.

Zhang Xiao looked at the surrounding cabins and conjured a small blackboard with her wand.

Then he took out a small bowl from the bag.

With a flick of a wand, a few sike instantly turned into six metal dice.

The dice got stuck under the bowl and stopped after a few random shakes.

Then he took out a completely blackout blindfold and put it on his eyes.

There was darkness around him, closing his vision, and his other senses suddenly sharpened.

The wind blows through the treehouse, the green leaves sway, the elves sing, the spell flowing in the air—it's a magical power.

The door of the treehouse seems to be blown open by the wind, and the bowl stuck on the floor seems to be lifted by a mysterious force.

The rustling of writing sounded on the small blackboard.

There was silence.

Zhang Xiao counted down silently unmoved:

“10、9、83、2、1！”

He ripped off his blindfold, and the soft light pierced his eyes.

The treehouse was quiet, and it was still only me.

Zhang Xiao looked at the blackboard, and saw that there were a few more familiar numbers on the originally empty blackboard, which were his own handwriting.

1-3-3-3-4-6

Zhang Xiao pursed her lips and slowly uncovered the bowl that was still upside down in front of her.

I saw 6 dice scattered and lying quietly on the ground.

The number of points above is impressive:

One, three, three, three, four, six!

Oh?

Play like this, right?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows were raised high, isn't this a kind of predicting the future in disguise?

He took out Dumbledore's note again and read it carefully:

"You may find a lot of wonderful uses along the way, but there's one thing you have to be aware of.

Don't be fooled by illusions, and don't think it can predict the future."

Don't be. Deceived by illusions.

Don't think it's a predictor of the future

Zhang Xiao took the note and fell into deep thought, according to Dumbledore, this should be an illusion?

Could it be said.

He held out a hand and flicked the dice.

The rounded dice went from 6 to 1.

Zhang Xiao immediately looked at the blackboard.

The numbers above are still as follows:

1-3-3-3-4-6

Zhang Xiao's eyes lit up, and he reached out to snap the dice into the bowl again, shaking it casually.

Close your eyes and repeat the steps you just did.

When he opened it, there was another line of numbers on the blackboard:

2-2-4-5-6-6

This time, Zhang Xiao did not open the bowl, but reached out and shook it again.

He took a deep breath, had a feeling that the truth was close at hand, and slowly uncovered the bowl.

One, two, three, five, five, five

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, he slapped the blackboard hard.

So that's it, it's like this.

No wonder Dumbledore said that this thing was just a prop, an illusion.

Because the past cannot be changed, and the future cannot be predicted.

That's the time turner!

Then it's time to test your hypothesis.

Zhang Xiao picked up the time turner and put the gold chain around his neck.

Twist it slightly.

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

I'm stuck in the time converter.,I thought I'd figured it out.,Today I thought about it and I'm confused.,Time is really complicated.,I found it impossible to write something without bugs at my own level.,I'm going to downplay this.,Treat it as a simple plug-in.。

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