Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 600 Bad Omen
When Harry froze in place, not knowing what to do.

Trelawney pointed to the skull in front of Harry and said,
"Honey, I forgot that you probably haven't been exposed to bone divination, let me tell you about it..."

"Bone divination is a method of divination that relies on the spirituality and magic power remaining on the skeleton of an outstanding fortune-teller... Relying on this can improve the accuracy of divination..."

"This is barbaric!" Harry couldn't help whispering.

The sound of mosquitoes was so weak that Trelawney heard it.

She stared at Harry and added,
"My dear, this is indeed barbaric, but this is the wizarding world."

"I know some people are puzzled...why does Hogwarts still retain this horrible, barbaric and even cruel method of divination."

"...Because it works!?" Parvati asked screaming.

"That's right!"

"As far as other divination methods are concerned... crystal ball divination relies too much on one's own talent;

And astrology divination requires not only rich and detailed experience, but also delicate and keen observation and intuition, but even so...experienced fortunetellers often make mistakes and misunderstand the information that astrology gives to the world;

As for nightmare divination, you need to immerse your soul in your own or someone else's dreams... This is too dangerous for anyone..."

"As for other divinations, they have their own flaws. Either the results of the divination are ambiguous, or they will cause danger to the fortune-teller himself..."

"In the process of the gradual establishment and development of the modern magic system, only two divination methods have been used by wizards without much change..."

"—that's entrails and bones!" said Trelawney.

"But I've heard that this method of divination is most commonly used by Death Eaters..." Neville said fearfully.

"That's right, viscera divination is indeed related to black magic... there is an indistinguishable connection."

"Even in the curriculum of teaching the sixth grade at Hogwarts, these two divinations are strictly restricted..."

"Every wizard who is proficient in this method of divination must be registered on a strictly confidential list of the Law Enforcement Division of the Ministry of Magic."

"In the default rules, all reputable fortune tellers will try to avoid using these two divination methods..."

"However, there is a reason why these two divination methods have not been banned and abolished until now,"

"The most famous and well-known predictions about world change in history are almost all divined by these two methods. For example, the former Dark Lord Grindelwald used this method to predict the two world wars of Muggles in the Catacombs of Paris..."

"Okay, Mr. Potter, and Mr. Albert... Time is running out, you must start, don't try to escape..."

Before Trelawney could finish speaking, McGuffin started to retch again, and it got worse.

She frowned, walked through the crowd with an ugly face, looked at the McGuffin, and after realizing that this guy was not pretending, she returned to Harry.

She was about to open her mouth to say something to Harry.

Ron suddenly exclaimed,
It turned out that the frog jumped out of his hand.

Jumping all over the floor.

Trelawney grabbed the frog, and after thinking for a while,
Start calling the students to pay attention,
She slipped the frog in front of everyone, pointed to the little belly, and said,
"Okay, let me demonstrate first...Harry, it's your turn after that!"

Everyone stared at Trelawney intently.

"But before that, I want you to understand one thing - these two divination methods must be used by wizards with strict self-control ability. Remember... any method of peeping into the future has a price."

"What you expect will often lead you into the abyss."

"Every time you perform internal organ divination, it means that your mind will be severely affected... It's like casting some unforgivable black magic..."

After finishing speaking, she took her long little thumbnail and scratched lightly on the little belly,
The purple-green frog struggled frantically, like a fish jumping out of the water, its limbs twitching constantly,

A life is desperately trying to survive.

The bright red, tiny intestines with a strong fishy smell fell out and drooped there.

And with the frantic struggle of the frog, it kept stirring.

The expression on Trelawney's face was a bit hideous, and her nostrils fluttered slightly, as if sniffing slightly, showing a satisfied expression.

The students took a few steps back again and again, they were frightened.

Trelawney took a deep breath, staring at the frog, and seemed to say a spell in her mouth.

The frog stopped struggling in an instant, as if it had died,

It's just that the two little long legs and the intestines that fell there are still beating occasionally, which proves that the nerves of this thing are still reflexing, and it has not completely fallen into dead silence.

"Okay, who are you to take a look... It's like tea divination, and you can feel deeply from all angles..."

"Look at it... look at the sacrifice and exchange of such a fresh life, and see what kind of future you can see."

In the classroom, apart from the whistling wind outside, there was only the sound of McGuffin vomiting.

Everyone tried their best to avoid their eyesight, meeting in the middle of the frog's belly.

"Well, let me see..."

Trelawney's face became strange, as if she had been strangled by the neck, her face was flushed red.

"Oops...it's a corpse..."

"How is it possible?... This, this... are countless corpses, all piled up on one road... This is the Road of Bones..."

She gasped for breath.

"My God! This represents a war... between the wizarding world and the Muggles... My God! My God!"

The screams echoed in the classroom of the divination class.

Everyone watched Professor Trelawney's performance dumbfounded, at a loss.

Trelawney couldn't care less about the others, she immediately held the frog high in front of her eyes, observing the intestines from all angles.

In the end, she simply looked up at the gut, the end of which was almost touching her nose and lips.

Harry looked disgusted.

"Professor? Professor Trelawney?"

Lavender Brown asked hurriedly.

Trelawney just threw the frog aside (right on Ron's head...),

And then one snatched it from Harry... the skull and the big pipe.

She bit the pipe, took a deep breath, and then suddenly sprayed a puff of thick smoke... directly into the eye sockets of the skull.

After doing this three times.

Parvati, who was closest, backed away in fright, and she screamed.

Harry, who was next closest, saw it too.

The skull's eye sockets shone with some kind of blood red light, like lava.

It was like the soul of the skull owner returning from hell.

"what--"

Trelawney exhaled one last time... against the skull.

The smoke that had been lingering on the skull for a long time and refused to dissipate was suddenly blown away...

This time everyone saw it and heard it.

The ferocious skull emerged from the smoke, as if it was puffing out clouds, and the eye sockets and nostrils flowed, braving trails of gray mist.

The skull began to crunch, crunch, as if speaking.

With this sound,
Cracks began to appear on the top of the shining skull,
White gas began to rise from those gaps,

chi chi...

Afterwards, the cracks and gaps widened, and the inside of the skull reflected a series of faint rays of light.

Something is projected on the ceiling.

Trelawney whipped out her wand,
--Snapped!

All the windows were closed at once, and the thick curtains were pulled tightly (McGuffin fell to the ground directly, and he saw the changes here in the classroom),
The scene above the ceiling suddenly became clear.

It was a smoky city.

Black smoke rose from dilapidated high-rise buildings to the sky, fires and smashed Muggle cars were everywhere, and every road was jammed into chaos...

The horn of the car, the screams of the crowd, the roar of terror...

--everywhere!
The image is blurry and shakes endlessly,
The overall feeling is smeared with a layer of orange-red tones.

Even so, though, the city... was recognized.

"London!"

Harry cried out.

He immediately looked in the direction of McGuffin, remembering what he said to them some time ago...

'The whole of London, the whole of Britain, will be under the shadow of terror. '

Is this a proverb?
Harry's heart was pounding.

Most of the students were mostly puzzled, they looked up at the image of the city above the ceiling.

Perhaps only Simo Feigani seemed to understand something, with a frightened expression on his face.

The sight of London, almost in ruins... flashed by,

Then, the picture changed to a huge tree.

This image is familiar to everyone in the adult, and everyone thinks of the terrorist attack on giant plants in the second grade.

But it seems that this thing is bigger than those gigantic plants... It can almost be said to block out the sky.

The image then changes.

A black shadow of the same size... something like a living thing, crushing through the city, like Godzilla vs. King Kong, killing wantonly in the City of London...

The oppressive feeling of the inhuman giant is conveyed through the scene above,

— suffocating.

Everyone gathered around Harry and Ron's table, staring up at the ceiling stiffly, motionless.

Then, the sound of shattering... resounded on the skull one after another.

The skull finally couldn't hold on anymore.

On the top of the skull...a big hole was broken.

Those rays of light spewed out along with strands of gray mist, and the space scattered into the classroom disappeared.

In the smoke, the light and shadow are distorted, and the separated projections are quickly displayed on it, turning...

Many figures, many scenes appear in an instant, and disappear in an instant...

In that split second, Harry seemed to see Voldemort's red eyes, and himself...

The two of them stood together.

how!

how is this possible! ?
But before he took a closer look, he wanted to figure out what was going on!

The scene just now was like his hallucination, fleeting...

Then everything went back to normal.

Apart from the skull that was still emitting a faint gray mist, and the tightly closed windows, perhaps there were only the stunned students...

Only then can it prove that what happened just now is not a nightmare anymore.

Harry knew it wasn't his imagination,

Not even that last scene, because the closest people, including Ron... were all staring at him with a surprised look.

They must have seen Voldemort too...

That monster was standing with him.

—a nightmare!
Trelawney didn't speak, she held the skull tiredly, pushed away the crowd...and slumped down on the empty armchair all at once.

Her skinny fingers with long, sharp nails were slowly brushing against her heart,

She gasped for breath, her chest swelled up very obviously, and she calmed down again.

"What the hell is that? Professor!" Dean Thomas asked immediately.

"No—you might as well not know these things—don't ask me—"

"I know! Professor-professor...then, that's London, right?...Diagon Alley and the Leaky Cauldron, and the Ministry of Magic, where St. Mungo's Hospital for Wizardry and Wizardry is located..." Neville said tremblingly.

"My dear students... you'd better pretend you didn't see this!" Trelawney said, but it aroused everyone's doubts, fear and curiosity.

Under repeated questioning from everyone, Trelawney said,

"This is the 'unknown' of an era,... the most terrifying and frightening omen!"

Lavender Brown put his hand to his mouth.

The others moved their bodies closer to Trelawney,

They want to know what that really means.

"What is it?" Harry asked hoarsely.

"War! A war... Soon, the entire Muggle city will be enveloped... Everyone will submit to that terrible shadow...Muggles, wizards, no one will be spared."

How is it so familiar?
Everyone immediately turned around and looked at McGuffin who looked weak and exhausted.

——This is obviously similar to what McGuffin Albert said.

Maybe I can see everyone's doubts.

Trelawney didn't make much excuses, she just said weakly,
"In the foreshadowings exchanged among the passing lives of the frogs, I saw a road made of endless bones... This is the most terrifying."

"When the Black Death was prevalent in the Middle Ages, my ancestors saw this omen..."

"After this omen appeared, the whole of Europe... Muggles and wizards from one city to another village... all died in batches, and even Hogwarts was almost not spared..."

"Afterwards, with the reduction of wizards and Muggles, Europe entered the dark age...Many ogre monsters were rampant, goblins rebelled, giants haunted...these disasters prompted the establishment of the Ministry of Magic."

"My dear children...compared with personal life or death, this is the omen, the worst possibility...it is a fate that none of us can escape!"

"My dear, the darkness is coming—"

"You guys have to get ready!"

With this hoarse, as if ripped out of the lungs,
Suddenly, Harry felt his entire spine... trembling.

Everyone's creepy from the bottom of their hearts!

At this time, the get out of class bell rang,

No one left.

Everyone stared at Trelawney in silence.

It's like wanting to hear some more answers, or comfort.

For a long time, when the next class was about to start, I saw that I didn't get a clear response.

Everyone packed their schoolbags, left Trelawney who was lying on the armchair and said nothing, and left the divination classroom.

The Gryffindors walked down the spiral staircase without a word until they were far enough away from the tower.

They just started talking quietly.

Everyone tries to tell everyone they meet,

——Everything I just saw and heard.

(End of this chapter)