[hp]Hogwarts Eastern Exchange Student

The Divination Room is a quirky classroom that feels more like a cross between an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse. There are at least twenty small round tables crowded in this classroom, and each table is surrounded by Indian calico armchairs and bulging small cushions. Everything was illuminated by a dim crimson light, the curtains were drawn, and the classroom was depressingly warm.

"It's so boring." Draco frowned and tugged on his tie.

More than half of the students were already in the classroom, and everyone was standing in the middle talking quietly. Ron and Harry were also standing in the crowd.

"Harry, Ron." I smiled and waved to them.

Ron turned around and saw my eyes brightening. His gaze moved to Draco behind me, his expression not so good.

"Susu, you also chose this course." Harry walked over with a smile and saw Draco still nodded to him with a calm expression.

Draco looked at Harry with a strange expression and raised his head without saying anything.

I quietly glanced at them, and seeing that they had no tendency to fight, I decisively turned around and started chatting happily with Harry.

"Yeah, yeah, are you two alone? Why didn't Hermione choose this class?"

"We don't know where she went." Ron looked around and muttered.

During this holiday, Harry and Ron had grown a lot in stature. In the blink of an eye, they were half a head taller than me. This made me very uncomfortable looking up at their faces while chatting.

Although Draco looked unhappy that I was chatting with them, he didn't say anything. Seeing that my posture was a bit stiff, his hand covered the back of my neck and rubbed it gently.

Ron was thanking me for the skin care products on behalf of Mrs. Weasley, and Harry on the side glanced at Draco without leaving any trace.

"Ron, why don't we go over there and sit down and chat." Harry suddenly suggested.

So we walked to the armchair next to us and sat down, three to a table, with Harry and Draco sitting on my left and right respectively.

Ron:......Aren't we just chatting?

In desperation, Ron and Hermione had to sit at the table behind us.

Wait a moment………

Hermione? ? ? ?

"When did you show up???" Ron and I both exclaimed.

"Just now." Hermione replied breathlessly.

A voice suddenly came from the shadows, a soft and fuzzy voice.

"Welcome," the voice said. "It's good to finally see you in the physical world."

Professor Trelawney walked into the place illuminated by the fire. She was very thin. She wore a pair of glasses with extremely thick lenses that magnified her eyes several times. She wore a thin transparent gauze like a sparkling shawl. Numerous necklaces and beads hang from the long neck, and bracelets and rings are worn on both arms and hands.

"Welcome to the Divination class," Professor Trelawney said, sitting on the armchair in front of the fireplace. "I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. Because I find that school life is too busy. Makes my sky blurry."

Hearing such an unusual declaration, Draco glanced at me questioningly, his eyes clearly written.

Is this the class you are begging for nothing to take?

I looked away from him with a guilty conscience.

What are you looking at? What's wrong with this?

Our fortune-telling teacher in Kunlun often says, "It's not a good time to go to class today," and then skips class openly.

Professor Trelawney rearranged the shawl carefully and continued, "You have chosen Divination, which is the most difficult course among all magical arts. I must warn you from the beginning that if you do not have 'Sight' ', then there is very little I can teach you. In this regard, books can only take you so far."

This is very embarrassing.

I looked back, and sure enough, Hermione opened her mouth in surprise.

"Many witches and wizards, despite their genius for violent bangs, scents, and sudden invisibility, are unable to see through the fog and see into the future." Professor Trelawney continued, her huge glowing eyes opening from This face turns to that face. "This kind of natural talent is only possessed by a few people. You, boy," she said suddenly to Neville, "how is your grandma?"

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What does it mean to greet family members suddenly?

Neville was so startled that he almost fell off his chair.

"I suppose so," said Neville, trembling.

Draco saw his cowardly look and made a mocking sound from his nose.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, dear." Professor Trelawney said, the firelight flickering on her long emerald earrings, and Neville was a little breathless.

"This year we are learning various basic divination methods. The first semester was spent on interpreting tea leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry."

[Lin San San Style Alert]

I'm familiar with palmistry!

"By the way, my dear," she said suddenly to Parvati Patil, "beware of red-haired men."

Parvati gave Ron a frightened look, who was sitting right behind her.Parvati moved her chair a little further away from Ron.

Ron:? ? ?

"Now, I want you all to divide into two groups. Get a tea cup from the shelf and come to me. I will pour tea into the cup. Then sit down and drink tea until only tea leaves are left in the cup. Use your left hand Swirl the tea leaves three times, then turn the teacup over and place it on the cup holder; wait until the last bit of tea has evaporated, and then give your teacup to your partner to read. You can use the book "Pull Through the Fog to See the Future" Pages 5 and 6 interpret the shape of tea leaves. I will walk among you, help you, and instruct you. Oh, and dear—"

She grabbed Neville's arm and pulled him up. "After you break the first teacup, can you choose one of the blue teacups? I like the pink one very much."

That's right, as soon as Neville reached the shelf where the teacups were placed, there was the sound of cracking porcelain. Professor Trelawney hurried over with a dustpan and broom and said, "Well, if you don't mind, get a blue one...thank you..."

I filled all three of our teacups with water, and drank the hot tea with difficulty under Professor Trelawney's expectant eyes.

"I really don't know what the point of this class is." Draco said through gritted teeth and placed the finished tea cup heavily on the table.

I smiled awkwardly and looked at the hot tea in my hand, unable to keep my mouth shut.

As a cat, I am most afraid of burning my tongue! !

How can I drink this? My mouth will be hot and foamy...

Harry looked at my tea cup, quietly changed his cup to the one that had been cooled, and drank from my cup in one gulp.

benefactor!

I blinked at him gratefully and sipped Harry's cup of cold tea.

"Now, exchange teacups with the person next to you."

Harry looked at me and wanted to exchange tea cups with me. Draco stretched out his arm and snatched Harry's tea cup.

"I'll trade with you." Draco looked reluctant, but still firmly gave Harry his tea cup.

Me: ...childish!

Draco frowned and looked at the bottom of the cup, "What can you tell from this bunch of ghosts?"

"I only saw a pile of brewed tea leaves." Harry rarely refuted him.

"Just concentrate, boys?" I rolled my eyes at them and opened the book to look for information.

Draco looked at the tea cup and opened the book. After a while, he laughed happily, "You are going to be in trouble, Potter."

I stretched my head to read his book, and on the page it was written that happiness can come from misfortune.

Draco smiled even more happily, "How can you still be happy despite being unlucky? Potter, you are such an easily satisfied person."

Professor Trelawney heard Draco's laughter and turned around quickly, "Let me see, dear." She said unhappily, walked over quickly, and snatched the tea cup from Draco's hand. Everyone fell silent and watched. Professor Trelawney stared at the teacup and turned it counterclockwise.

"Falcon..Honey, you have a mortal enemy."

"But everyone knows about it," Hermione muttered loudly. Professor Trelawney glared at her. "Well, it's like that," Hermione said, "Everyone knows about Harry and You-Know-Who."

We all looked at her in surprise. We had never heard Hermione speak to a teacher like this.

Professor Trelawney deliberately refused to answer. Her big eyes looked into Harry's teacup again, and she continued to turn the teacup.

"A big stick... an attack. Honey, honey, this is not a lucky teacup..."

Draco's gloating expression became even more obvious.

"Skull...the future is in danger, dear..." Everyone stared at Professor Trelawney, who turned the teacup one last time, gasped, and screamed.

Suddenly there was another sound of breaking china, and Neville broke the second cup.

Professor Trelawney sank into an empty armchair, her shining hand on her heart, her eyes closed. "My dear child - my poor, dear child - no - it would be better not to say it - don't ask me..."

Professor Trelawney's crazy look really frightened me. Draco turned slightly sideways to block me back and frowned at her.

"That big ghostly dog ​​that roams the churchyard! My dear boy, it is an omen—the worst omen—an omen of death!" screamed Professor Trelawney again.

Harry seemed to have thought of something and stayed there motionless.

Everyone looked at Harry. Lavender covered her mouth and gasped. A Slytherin student next to him moved his stool farther away from our table.

Draco put away the schadenfreude on his face, as if he was unhappy that everyone suddenly regarded the people at the table as monsters, and pointed at Harry unhappily.

"Open your eyes and see, is this a dying person? Are you all blind? I saw him eating two large pizzas and three steaks this morning. How can a dying person eat so much? "

"..." I looked at Draco speechlessly.

Do you monitor how much Harry eats every day when you have nothing to do?

Harry was also stunned by what Draco said. Professor Trelawney gave Draco a regretful look, "Son, I don't blame you. I think you may not be the material for this course."

Draco: "..." So angry!

Hermione was also very unhappy at this time, knocked down the crystal ball on the table and walked out.

"Hey! Hermione!" Ron chased Hermione and ran out of the classroom. Harry seemed to be unable to stay any longer and followed Ron to escape everyone's strange sight.

"How about we go too?" I tilted my head and asked Draco in a low voice.

This teacher is so abnormal, even scarier than our dancing master.

Draco nodded, pulled me and followed Harry out of the classroom.

Harry and the three of them were chatting together in the corridor, and they were all surprised when Draco and I came out.

"What are you...?"

"Are we going to skip class together with you?" I innocently spread my hands.

Draco couldn't stand standing with them, so he dragged me forward.

"Malfoy."

Harry suddenly stopped him.

Draco turned around impatiently, "Is something wrong?"

Harry held it back for a moment and said vaguely, "Thank you just now."

"..." Draco turned his head suddenly and shouted as if he didn't care, "Don't talk to me in such a sticky tone. I'm not helping you. I just don't want to be on the same table with you." Who cares if you are regarded as a monster?" Draco laughed loudly and strode forward.

"Malfoy, you're okay..." Ron couldn't help but said.

"..." Draco almost ran away from our sight.

"puff!"

Hermione and I doubled over laughing.

Boy's awkwardness.

If the relationship between Harry and Draco can get better, then there won't be as many sadistic things as in the original plot.

At this time, a plan appeared in my mind.

Should... be possible?

I rubbed my chin and thought.

It's time to go to Passat to discuss the plot direction.

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