Retirement from Hogwarts

"Okay, don't stand around here anymore, go and do your business." Trelawney turned her attention from the cup of tea that Jack had spilled to the others, clapped her hands and dispersed the other onlookers. The crowd then wandered around the classroom again.

At this moment, Harry, who was sitting opposite Jack, suddenly burst out laughing, attracting Trelawney again.

"Let me see, darling," she said to Neville unhappily, walking over quickly and grabbing Harry's teacup from his hand.Everyone who had just dispersed gathered around him quietly again.Professor Trelawney stared at the teacup and turned it counterclockwise. "Falcon...my dear, you have a mortal enemy."

"But everyone knows about it," Neville muttered loudly.Professor Trelawney glared at him.But it was obvious that Neville didn't intend to stop. He continued, "Everyone knows that only one of Harry and the mysterious man can survive."

The whole class looked at him with surprise and admiration.They had never heard Neville 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, this is not a lucky cup. And then... a skull, the future is in danger. My child." Everyone looked at Professor Trelawney with their mouths open, and she finally said The teacup turned once, gasped, and screamed.Then she sat down in an empty arm-chair, her shining hand upon her heart, and her eyes closed. "My dear child—my poor, dear child—no—it would be better not to say it—no—don't ask me."

"Well done." Jack, who didn't feel any magic fluctuations from Trelawney, muttered in a voice that no one could hear. "Anyway, you are the authority here, and no one can contradict you."

"What's the matter, Professor?" Dean Thomas said immediately.Everyone around them slowly moved closer to their tables, seating them closer together. They tried their best to squeeze towards Professor Trelawney's armchair so that they could see Harry's teacup. Be clear.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically, "you are in trouble."

"What do I have?" said Harry.He knew he wasn't the only one who couldn't understand the word: Dean Thomas shrugged at him, Lavender Brown looked confused, and the other Muggle-born wizards also looked confused.But almost everyone else threw up their hands and covered their mouths, clearly uncomfortable with the word.

"Ominous, my dear, ominous!" cried Professor Trelawney, shocked that Harry didn't understand.As she performed, Jack found that layers of prophecy magic began to wrap around Harry's body following her words. "That big ghostly dog ​​that roams the cemetery! My dear child, it is a bad omen—the worst omen—a harbinger of death!"

"If Harry saw something ominous, then - that would be bad." Ron in the crowd whispered to everyone, "My - my uncle Bilius saw one, and then - Then, 24 hours later, he died! People say that anyone who sees something ominous will not survive more than a week."

At this time, the other people in the class looked at Harry even more pitifully.But Jack's focus at this time was not on Harry.He discovered that the power Trelawney had attached to Harry through prophecy began to grow stronger with everyone's emotions.

But it was obvious that Hermione did not agree with their views. She stood up and walked around behind Professor Trelawney's chair. "It doesn't look ominous to me," she said bluntly.After hearing her words, everyone couldn't help but look at Trelawney strangely. The last time Lockhart, who was confronted by Hermione, turned out to be a loser, was still fresh in their minds. Isn't Trelawney also a fool?As everyone became suspicious, Harry's power of prophecy also began to decline.

As a person who knew everything about the school, Trelawney noticed the strangeness in everyone's eyes and quickly understood what they meant. He looked at Hermione and found that he disliked her even more. "I said don't be upset, dear, I feel that the aura surrounding you is very small. The receptivity to future resonance is very poor."

Harry, who had brought Hermione and Trelawney into conflict because of himself, looked at her gratefully after hearing her words, and then he breathed a sigh of relief thinking about Ron's words and his experiences during the holiday. He thought of several of his The black dog I saw in the alley while taking the Knight Bus a week ago. "If the ominous thing you're talking about is a giant black dog, I've seen it."

Everyone couldn't help but gasped after hearing his words.As everyone moved, more and more magic power unique to prophecy began to wrap around Harry's body.

"But that was nearly a month ago. A week has passed, hasn't it? If that legend was true, I would have died long ago. It turns out that the legend is completely false." Harry said to those people with a smile. He looked at his classmates with an expression as if he would pass away at any time.After they listened to his words, the power of the prophecy wrapped around him began to dissipate quickly, and soon it didn't even have the power it had when it was first attached.

Sure enough, the power of prophecy is not simply based on the comparison of the strength of the prophet and the prophecy. The breadth of prophecy and the degree of trust it receives are also the key to whether this magic can be realized. In this case, the so-called principle of prophecy is Got it figured out.Staring at the magic pop of prophecy that Trelawney had added to Harry's body collected by the personal terminal through specialized equipment, Jack secretly concluded.

However, the principle of the prophecy about Voldemort that Trelawney made in front of Dumbledore still needs to be scrutinized.At that time, Voldemort would not sit across from Trelawney and let her cast a spell, and it would definitely not be a prophecy spell.However, judging from Dumbledore's subsequent behavior in recruiting her to Hogwarts and his failure to cleanse the memories of everyone in the tavern at that time, the working principle of the prophecy must be inevitably related to this prophecy.

Just when Jack was thinking about the secrets of the prophets, his trick was almost broken. Trelawney had already sent everyone out of the classroom with a sullen face.