Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 317 Divination Class Professor

After breakfast, the Gryffindor third-year students rushed to the divination classroom together, because the classroom was located on the top of the North Tower, and it would take a lot of time to rush there.

However, with Fish, a kitten who is familiar with all kinds of secret passages in Hogwarts, leading the way, their distance was greatly reduced.

Passing through several doors with strange shapes, everyone followed Fisch around the castle like a headless chicken, and soon came to a narrow spiral staircase.

"Just go up this staircase and you'll find Sybil, meow."

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Fish pointed to the stairs whose rotation speed was obviously not right and said.

Fortunately, the stairs didn't look very long. Everyone looked at each other and stepped up helplessly.

What they didn't expect was that this was just the beginning. After climbing this spiral staircase, there were still new spiral staircases to climb, and the speed and direction of the rotation of these stairs were different. After the stairs, everyone felt dizzy and a little out of breath.

Of course, except for Fish, this level of rotation and movement is nothing to a kitten.

"My God...George and Fred never said that they need to suffer such torture before taking the divination class..."

Ron covered his head, which was still a little unclear, and complained in a low voice.

"Why do you say that?" Fish shook his head incomprehensibly, "These stairs are so interesting, meow."

Everyone smiled bitterly. In fact, if you walk slowly, apart from being a little tired climbing these stairs, everything else is fine.

But Fisch, who was the leader, took such strides that everyone subconsciously increased their speed. That's why they all felt dizzy after climbing the stairs.

After calming down, everyone looked around.

They were standing on a small platform at this moment, and there was no door around them, let alone a door, not even a window.

Just when everyone was wondering, they saw Fish running to the center of the platform, raised his head and shouted to the ceiling, "Sybil! Fish is here for class, meow!"

It was only then that everyone discovered that there was a circular trapdoor above the ceiling, with a brass sign embedded in it, with the words "Sybill Trelawney, Divination Teacher" written on it.

Following Fisch's shout, the trap door opened automatically, and a silver ladder fell from above.

"Come up."

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Fish climbed up the ladder without saying a word, and when he was about to enter the classroom, he turned around and waved to the students below.

Everyone followed Fisch up the stairs to a classroom that looked like a mixture of an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.

There are many courses at Hogwarts. Except for the flying class and astronomy class that do not require a classroom, and the Protection of Magical Animals class that they are going to take in the afternoon, the classrooms of other classes have their own characteristics.

But the classroom of the divination class was definitely the most unlike classroom they had ever seen.

In the small classroom, there are at least twenty small round tables, surrounded by calico armchairs and bulging futons.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and there was no light from the outside that could penetrate, but the inside did not appear dim, and everything was illuminated by a hazy red light.

The reason for this red light is that the lamps in the room are all covered with large crimson scarves, and there is also the mantelpiece with a strong fire.

This makes the classroom not only dazzling, but also very stuffy.

In addition, there is a large copper teapot on the mantelpiece, which exudes a strong tea fragrance. Many people feel that the smell is a little too strong, even a little disgusting, not to mention Fisher with a keen sense of smell...

So when Maomao entered the classroom, he cast a deodorizing spell on himself.

"Sybil, long time no see, meow."

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Fish ran to the corner and greeted a figure in the shadows.

Professor Trelawney originally wanted to show off her sense of mystery, but was called out by Fish all of a sudden, and she had no choice but to walk out of the shadows.

"Welcome," she said as she walked to the fireplace, bathed in firelight all over her body, looking mysterious, "It's great to finally meet you in the material world."

Professor Trelawney's voice was soft and a little vague. Although it sounded a bit weird, it suited her status as a fortune teller.

Everyone looked at Professor Trelawney at a loss. Firstly, they couldn't understand what the other party was saying, and secondly, the other party's attire was too exaggerated. Luna Goodlove...

Trelawney was very thin, her eyes were magnified several times by a pair of large glasses, and she wore a light and transparent shawl with many glittering sequins.

The innumerable beads, chains, and many bracelets and rings on the arms and hands of the long thin neck made Professor Trelawney look like a huge, shiny insect .

"She must be a Ravenclaw like Luna."

Ron whispered to Harry beside him, "Just like Slytherin always produces dark wizards, Ravenclaw always likes to produce weirdos."

Although this is just a stereotype of Ron, or most of the students, this time he guessed correctly, Trelawney is also a Ravenclaw.

"Sybil, why does your place smell so strong?"

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The little cat didn't care about Professor Trelawney's pretentiousness at all...

Anyway, she still has the centaurs, who have always had this kind of virtue, and Fisher has long been used to it.

But the little cat couldn't bear the strong tea scent in the air, so he frowned immediately and complained to Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney smiled and continued to say in her soft and indistinct voice: "Unscrambling tea leaves is the beginning of divination class, and this is also the content of your first class today."

As she spoke, she patted Fisch's head lightly, pointed to a small round table closest to her, and said, "Sit down first, and you, my children, sit down."

Fish sat down as promised, and Hermione, Lavender, and Parvati, the three Gryffindor girls, immediately took the seat next to Fish, and the four of them happened to occupy the small round table.

The others also got together and found a suitable place to sit down.

"Welcome to the divination class." Professor Trelawney also sat down in an easy chair in front of the fire, and instead of looking at everyone, he stared blankly at the ceiling and said, "I'm Terry Professor Lawney. You probably haven't seen me before. I find that the frequent immersion into the hustle and bustle of campus life blurs my celestial vision."

Regarding "Tianmu", when Harry and the others were choosing courses, they had already heard it mentioned by senior students in the debate, and knew that it was probably a talent for predicting the future...

As for where it grows and how to feel it, Harry and the others are at a loss.

And Professor Trelawney did not explain much, she adjusted her shawl gracefully, and continued: "So, you have taken the divination class, which is the most profound knowledge among all magical arts. I must To begin with, if you don't have insight, I can't do anything. Books can only teach you so little in this field..."

Hermione looked startled to hear that books didn't do much to help the subject.

At this time, Fish came close to her ear and whispered, "The horsemen in the Forbidden Forest also said something similar, but Minerva said that this was just an excuse they made after their fortune-telling failed, meow."

"I heard!"

Professor Trelawney's easy chair was right next to Fisher's table, so he naturally heard the kitten's whispers.

In her anger, her voice was no longer so soft, but became sharper.

"Minerva is purely jealous because she doesn't have the talent for prophecy!"

Hearing Professor Trelawney say this about Professor McGonagall, everyone looked at Fish nervously, for fear that he would jump up and punch Professor Trelawney like he did against Professor Lockhart and Lupine.

However, the kitty's mood at this time seemed very stable, because he was already tired of watching the scolding battle between Professor McGonagall and Trelawney.

Moreover, the two of them are arguing and arguing, always involving themselves...

"Fisch, you should listen to me and become a fortuneteller. Unlike Minerva, you have the talent of a prophet!"

Sure enough, it is like this again...

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The kitten looked at Professor Trelawney with squinted eyes, and flicked its tail helplessly.

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　In fact, many of Terry Lawney's prophecies in the original book were successful, not just the two she said when she lost consciousness.

　　Like the prophecy that "thirteen people eat together, and the first person to stand up after the meal will be the first to die."

　　Ron had Scabbers in his arms at the time, so Dumbledore was actually the first to get up, and he was indeed the first of the thirteen to die.

　　And she said that Harry was born in winter, which actually corresponds to the soul of Voldemort in his head.

　　Many of Trelawney's predictions seemed to be her nonsense at the time, but it was later confirmed that what she said was correct, but when she said these predictions, she might not have believed it...┑ (￣Д￣)┍

　　……

　　Another piece of cold knowledge, the actor who played Trelawney is also called Emma, ​​Emma Thompson.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)