Hogwarts Rising Again

Chapter 273 Weird Way of Communication

"Hey, Maureen, who is this?" Hugo turned his head and asked curiously.

"A senior, Hufflepuff's top student in arithmetic and divination, Magatha, she will figure out what you are going to do next." Molin replied.

"Arithmetic divination? Cool..."

Hugo looked at Magatha in awe, and was about to ask if it was the same as divination, but Magatha glared at Hugo and said, "It's different from divination! Arithmetic divination is a real science of magic! "

"I haven't asked yet..." Hugo said embarrassingly.

"But I've already figured out what you're going to say, and I've figured out you... Oh, from your hair and clothes, looks, and behavior, you and Rose are related by blood, and you should be Rose's younger brother." Magatha obviously already knew Rose.

"Hands and manners? That guy Rose has such chic movements as me?" Hugo shook his head proudly, but it was a pity that his short hair couldn't flutter, and he couldn't create the fluttering feeling of his red hair.

"Rose didn't, but neither did you. In three seconds you'll spill the orange juice, and it'll splash on your shoes and cuffs," Magatha said casually.

"Overturned what?" Hugo asked puzzledly. Before he could react, his elbow had knocked over the orange juice, and the orange juice splashed on his shoes and cuffs.

"Wow, that's amazing! Is this divination?" Hugo exclaimed, not caring about the juice splashing on himself, because of Professor Trelawney, he has always been yearning for the magic and metaphysics of divination. Maureen said he was going to take a divination class in third grade.

"This is not divination! It's arithmetic divination! The two are different! I've already said it!" Magatha emphasized.

"Then what else do you think? When will I make a fortune?" Hugo asked eagerly.

"Arithmetic divination is not used to calculate that kind of illusory things! What we calculate is logical reality!"

Magatha said unceremoniously, then ignored Hugo, and continued to say to Mo Lin: "I don't understand, I can figure out what they are going to do next from the expressions and movements of others, such as that Ravenclaw's yellow hair The boy will pick up the fried red fruit after 23 seconds, but he will miss it, and the red fruit will roll to Professor Flitwick's feet, and he will be crushed by Professor Flitwick-"

Maureen looked in the direction of Magatha's gaze. Professor Flitwick was walking in from the door of the auditorium. Walking along the aisle, a boy with yellow hair was playing with his partner, and then picked up a fried red fruit, red fruit Sure enough, he couldn't hold it steady, and rolled to the ground, just in time to be stepped on by Professor Flitwick who was walking by.

"It's amazing!"

Both Maureen and Hugo were amazed.

Mo Lin always felt that divination was scary, as if what other people wanted could be calculated by a talented person like Magatha, and nothing could be hidden.He had already met a very powerful Lady Rhea, and now he found a Magatha.

"Damn it! I should have figured out that you will be amazing!" Magatha was annoyed.

"Then you figure out what I'm going to say?"

Mo Lin thought Magatha's arithmetic and divination was very interesting, but unfortunately he was destined not to learn it, otherwise he wanted to learn about it.

"I figured you'd say: it's just a coincidence," said Magatha reluctantly.

"Why would you think of a coincidence? I still believe in divination... well, and things like arithmetic divination." Mo Lin said honestly, he thought it would be better to separate the two in front of Magatha.

"You actually believed it!" Magatha grabbed her curly hair, needless to say she made a mistake again.

Mo Lin was quite funny in his heart, and comforted him: "Don't worry, you are still very accurate in counting other people, aren't you?"

"But I should also count on you!"

Magatha reached for a meat sauce sandwich on the table, glared at Maureen, and then took a bite, as if she wanted to spread all her grievances on the sandwich.

Maureen couldn't help swallowing. For some reason, he had an inexplicable feeling, as if Magatha had mistook this meat sauce sandwich for him, and wanted to eat him to relieve her anger.

It's not my fault you can't figure it out.

Mo Lin looked innocent, and then thought again, it seemed that it was indeed his fault.

"Good morning, Magatha, aren't you going to have breakfast at your college?" A tall, thin middle-aged man walked over and said.

"Good morning, Professor Victor." Magatha turned around and said.

"Good morning, Professor." Maureen also greeted.He hadn't taken Arithmetic and Divination class, which was an elective course, and he would only learn it in the third grade, but he had met Professor Victor, because the professor usually sat at the long separate table above to eat.

"Good morning, Maureen, yes, I know you, Professor Flitwick said it... Huh? You were the one who said it..." Professor Victor looked at Maureen suspiciously.

Then Maureen saw a very strange scene.

Magatha nodded, the corners of her eyes twitched, she glanced at Maureen, and then at Professor Victor.

Professor Victor frowned, his face was surprised, and he also glanced at Mo Lin.

Magatha reached out for the magnifying glass and waved it, her eyeballs flickered with doubt and annoyance.

The muscle lines on Professor Victor's face visibly trembled, showing an incredible look.

Magatha nodded desperately again, as if to confirm something, her hands kept shaking, and she pointed at other people, looking unwilling.

Professor Victor suddenly realized, and glanced at Mo Lin again, his brows were also wrinkled into lumps, and then he took a breath of air.

Magatha shook her head again, pointed to her magnifying glass, pursed her lips, and glanced at Mo Lin again.

Victor nodded thoughtfully.

……

The atmosphere seemed a little weird, at least Maureen thought so, as if he was watching a pantomime.Neither Professor Victor nor Magatha spoke, they were just interacting with each other.

Maureen scratched his head, feeling as if he had nothing to do here.

"Professor, if it's okay, I want to continue eating." Mo Lin turned around consciously and wanted to sit back to his seat for breakfast.

"Wait a minute." Professor Victor said, looked at Maureen carefully, and said, "Just now Magatha told me that she could figure out that the fried red fruit of the Ravenclaw boy was stepped on by Professor Flitwick. , calculates that Rose's brother will spill the juice, but you can't do anything with the magic arithmetic we studied, she can't figure out what to say in the first sentence of your breakfast, should you drink milk first or eat a sandwich, She can't figure it out..."

"Wait! Wait!" Maureen interrupted Professor Victor puzzledly: "Magatha told you all these things just now?"

"Yes."

"But professor, you didn't say a word to Magatha just now! You know what she said?"

Mo Lin's eyes were very strange, Magatha and Victor winked for a while, and then they knew?
"Oh, you said this, don't take it to heart." Professor Victor smiled, "Magatha is the smartest arithmetic fortune teller I have ever seen. When I communicate with her, I don't need to talk, just look Her expression and eye movements can tell what she wants to say, and she only needs to look at my expression to figure out what I'm going to say next. I have an agreement with her that we are not allowed to speak more than ten sentences a day. At most, it can only be greeted or called to attract the attention of the other party."

Mo Lin opened his mouth slightly, this is the communication method between arithmetic fortunetellers...

It's a bit weird!
(End of this chapter)