Master Druid at Hogwarts

Chapter 663 Feudal Superstition

In the Divination classroom on the top of the North Tower of Hogwarts, Professor Sybill Trelawney was sitting cross-legged in front of a small round table, with her hands clasped above a crystal ball on the table. There are words to read.

Directly across from Professor Trelawney, Dolores Umbridge in a pink cardigan was watching her nervously.

As the hands above the crystal ball swayed slightly, the messy jewelry on Professor Trelawney's body collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

At the same time, a faint, milky white glow emanated from Professor Trelawney's body, which was particularly conspicuous in the dimly lit divination classroom, and also set off Professor Trelawney's sense of holiness.

Umbridge immediately showed a surprise expression on her face. She held her breath for fear of disturbing Professor Trelawney. The stubby fingers of both hands were twisted together, reflecting her inner tension.

"I saw……"

Professor Trelawney said in her specially trained ethereal and ethereal voice, and at the same time widened her eyes, looking at the crystal ball in front of her.

It's just that although she looked in the direction of the crystal ball, her eyes were out of focus, as if she was looking at something that didn't exist in the real world, and after being magnified by her strange pair of glasses, she looked both Scary and mysterious.

"I saw..." she repeated again, "It was a tree, a very special tree..." She frowned tightly, as if she had seen something terrible, and seemed to be seeing something terrible. It's like something is covered up.

After a long pause, Professor Trelawney continued to speak in an ethereal and ethereal voice: "What you long for...you can find clues under that tree...it can bring you unexpected surprises and... Disaster... Danger and opportunity coexist... It depends on how you choose..."

After Professor Trelawney finished speaking the last sentence, it was as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out. He collapsed, and the milky white glow on his body also dimmed.

"Master Sybil! Can you be more specific?" Umbridge asked eagerly as soon as Professor Trelawney's "prophecy" was over.

And her short body was leaning forward as much as possible, almost pressing her upper body on the small round table.

"I remember what I should have told you before, Dolores." Professor Trelawney leaned on the edge of the table, "barely" propped up her body, and said in a weak tone: "The future is erratic, even if I You can only glimpse a small part of fate."

"Of course, of course, Sybil." Umbridge showed a flattering smile and boasted, "But I don't know anything about the art of divination, and a master divination like you should be able to analyze more from the prophecy." A lot, isn't it?"

"Okay...for your sake..." Professor Trelawney sighed, and nodded reluctantly, "But I have to rest first, even if I use the Celestial Eye Feeling exhausted."

"It's as it should be!" Umbridge nodded repeatedly.

Instead of urging Professor Trelawney, she took the initiative to run aside, brought over the copper teapot burning on the stove and the teacups on the shelf, and poured the tea graciously.

After slowly drinking a cup of scented tea, Professor Trelawney seemed to have recovered a bit. She sat up straight with her hunched body, then cleared her throat and said, "As I predicted just now, you The thing I want to find XZ is under a rather special tree..."

Before Umbridge could ask, she shook her head and said, "As for what kind of tree it is, I'm sorry, I couldn't see it clearly, all I can be sure of is that it is a relatively 'young' tree, and Relatively rare."

"The... that calamity?" Umbridge asked cautiously.

The last time Professor Trelawney predicted bad luck to her, she was turned into a toad not long after, which also led to her falling into a situation where she might be beaten to the end at any time, so when she heard The word "disaster" popped out of Professor Trelawney's mouth, and Umbridge felt terrified.

"That is a more dangerous disaster than your last time..." Professor Trelawney said, making Umbridge even more frightened.

Then she continued: "But as I just said, danger often coexists with opportunity, and there are also possibilities that can allow you to solve your current predicament and even take you further."

"And you have to get involved," Trelawney added, just as Umbridge struggled, adding a proverb - "No risk, no gain."

Umbridge's expression became even more tangled, his toad face was almost twisted into a ball.

"I see. Thank you for your advice, Master Sybil." Umbridge struggled for a long time, and seemed still undecided, but she didn't intend to continue nagging Professor Trelawney here.

She put her fat and short palm into the small pink handbag she carried with her, and took out a bracelet made of a bunch of black beads. The material of the beads was not obvious, but she could feel it. This bracelet should be some years old.

Then, Umbridge handed the bracelet to Professor Trelawney.

"I have nothing to thank you, Sybil," she said flatteringly, her voice softer and more girlish than usual, "a friend of mine from the Bock family gave it to me, I think It suits you perfectly."

Actually, that's what Umbridge bought from Borgin Bock's in Knockturn Alley.In the past, in order to make herself a pure-blood wizard, she bought a lot of antiques that could be used as "proof" in private, and this bracelet was one of them.

Professor Trelawney just glanced at it lightly, then withdrew his gaze, and didn't reach out to pick it up.

"You can't refuse this time, Sybil." Umbridge forced the bracelet into Professor Trelawney's hand, "You just made a prophecy for me with great effort. Even if You didn't intend to take my reward, but I can't be indifferent, this is just a small thank you."

"Okay." Professor Trelawney nodded flatly and said, "Then I will accept it."

As she spoke, she casually put this string of bracelets on her left wrist, mixing them with a large pile of bracelets that were already there.

Seeing Professor Trelawney accepting his gift, Umbridge got up to leave.

"Then I won't bother you, Master Sybil." She bowed slightly to Trelawney, and left the divination professor with a heavy heart.

Not long after Umbridge left, a black-footed cat about the size of a slap got out of Professor Trelawney's pocket, and then fell to the ground, turning into a cat-eared and Pussy boy.

"Is this all right, Fish?" Professor Trelawney asked curiously: "I see Umbridge looks a little frightened, she might not take such a risk..."

"It shouldn't be a problem, meow," Maomao replied, shaking her ears and tilting her head, "Albus and Rita both said that Umbridge's situation is not very good recently, and if she doesn't make any achievements, When this semester is over, she will be in bad luck, meow..."

After analyzing the whole thing plausibly, he suddenly changed the topic: "Although Fisher doesn't quite understand what it means."

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Seeing Professor Trelawney's astonished expression, Maomao quickly explained: "Albus taught Fish all these things. He said that the content of the prophecy is enough... Albus is very deceptive. Awesome meow!"

Professor Trelawney twitched the corners of her mouth. She never expected that Dumbledore would actually get involved...

Are you the dignified Headmaster of Hogwarts, usually so free? !

She growled in her heart.

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　Nothing ventured, nothing gained. (If you don’t take risks, there will be no gains), in fact, it’s the English version of “Don’t enter the tiger’s lair, how can you win the tiger’s cubs”, which is basically translated like this, but I still use the literal translation here .

　　
　
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