Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

According to Rice's class schedule, his first class in the new semester is a divination class.

This course, together with Care of Magical Creatures, Ancient Runes, Muggle Studies, and Arithmancy, constitute the elective courses for students in Hogwarts' fifth year and below.

When choosing courses, Rice signed up for all the electives except arithmetic and divination. He was still very interested in the content of those classes.

Daphne signed up for the same classes as Les, and what he filled in was what Daphne filled in. Rice had no problem with that; in his opinion, the lessons had their value.

More importantly, this way he would have someone to help him with some meaningless homework.

Daphne doesn't know what the future holds for her. When she thought that she was about to come into contact with the mysterious science of divination, her face was filled with excitement.

"Do you think that after I learn divination, I will become a super powerful prophet? Before the final exam, I will directly divine the content of the next day's exam." Daphne's eyes were full of expectations for divination.

But her expectations were too unrealistic...

Even the rumored prophet cannot do what she expected - the most the prophet can do is predict your final score for you. Moreover, the accuracy of the prediction is directly proportional to the importance of the event.

Only in the face of major events that can affect history can the abilities of prophets be brought into full play.

"Divination has little to do with hard work. Seers are born. This is an ability that is truly inherited through blood, so it is difficult for you to become a diviner through hard work." Les told Daphne the bad news.

If a person's ability to observe words and emotions is strong enough, he can pretend to be a fortune teller, but his essence is more like a psychology expert and has little to do with a real prophet.

Seeing Les say this, Daphne's disappointment was palpable.

She muttered and asked: "Then why do we sign up for this course? This time might as well be used to sleep."

Les nodded seriously. He was not prepared to listen carefully to the content of this class, and he planned to leave the homework to Daphne.

The main reason why he signed up for this course was that he was very interested in the teacher of this course. Rice learned from school documents that the current Divination professor was named Sybill Trelawney.

When he saw this last name, he decided to sign up for this course.

The surname "Trelawney" is not ordinary. Her family is a divination family and has been engaged in the divination industry as early as the ancient Greek times. Professor Trelawney's ancestors from thousands of years ago had left a deep impression on Rice. He wanted to see how much ability the descendants of the Trelawney family had inherited from their ancestors.

"So you signed up for this class just to see the teacher of this class?!" Daphne couldn't understand Les' behavior.

"Don't underestimate the Trelawny family. Her ancestors were priests responsible for delivering oracles. It is said that she was cursed by the gods for leaking prophecies at will, so that no one believed her prophecies. The power of prophecy is combined with the power of the curse. It has been passed down through the bloodline... Anyway, it’s not a bad idea to go see her.”

Les briefly introduced the history of the Trelawney family to Daphne, and she was stunned for a moment: If this is really the case, wouldn't the Trelawny family be more powerful than the Greengrass family?

If Les could hear Daphne's voice, he would tell her: Unfortunately, what you think is true. The most commendable thing about the surname Greengrass is that it is pure blood from generation to generation, but this pure blood does not inherit any specific magical talent - only the silver hair and some personality traits are inherited. The surname Trelawney is different. It really passes down the talent of divination through blood.

During the conversation, the North Tower arrived.

Les climbed up a staircase with a large rotation angle and came to a small platform. The platform is enclosed except for a circular trapdoor in the ceiling.

This is different from what Les remembered. It may have been modified by later generations.

As the class start time approaches, the platform gradually becomes crowded. The trap door suddenly opened, and a silver ladder dropped from above, landing right in front of Les's feet. He climbed up the ladder and came to a strange-looking classroom.

The space above the trapdoor looks less like a classroom and more like a teahouse in the attic. There are more than twenty small round tables in the round room, and each table is surrounded by small bulging cushions.

As soon as he entered the divination classroom, Les smelled a dull, cloying aroma. He followed the smell and found that the source of the smell was the classroom fireplace. Professor Trelawney seemed to have added some special medicine to the firewood in the fireplace, so that the classroom was filled with a strange smell.

Les tried his best to twitch his nose twice and identified what was added to the firewood: it was some spices with soothing and insect-repelling effects. Maybe it’s easier to use your divination talent in a drowsy state?

In addition to the unpleasant smell, the lighting in the classroom was also terrible. Logically speaking, the Divination classroom located at the top of the North Tower should have the best lighting, but Professor Trelawney pulled down all the curtains, and the lights in the classroom were covered with crimson lampshades. This causes everything here to be bathed in a dull, scarlet light, which is depressing.

In addition, there are many shelves placed on the walls of the classroom, with props for divination piled on them.

After the last student climbed up the ladder, Professor Trelawney emerged from the shadows of the classroom. She was so well hidden that most people didn't even notice her at first. Rice didn't find the professor visually, either.

After asking the students to sit down, Professor Trelawney began to introduce to everyone what divination was in a soft and fuzzy voice.

When Les heard her say, "If you don't have 'sight', then there's very little I can teach you," he nodded sincerely - this was exactly what he knew.

However, what Professor Trelawney said next was very lacking in nutrition. After a magical words and a few simple prophecies, Professor Trelawney started today's lecture.

Their first lesson was on tea divination. She divided the students into groups of three and asked them to go to her place to receive tea. After drinking the tea, they could divine the future through the remaining tea leaves.

Les was very familiar with this. He drank the boiling tea at an astonishing speed and then handed his tea cup to Daphne. At this time, Daphne hadn't even drank half of her tea.

She complained to Les over a sip of piping hot tea that the class felt like a waste of her time.

"Don't think so. We can at least verify whether we have opened our 'Third Eye' and whether we have 'sight'. Of course, there are no prophets among your ancestors, and there is a high probability that you do not have this talent."

Daphne:......

She wanted to curse: How could she not know whether there was a prophet in the Greengrass family?

She slammed the teacup in her hand onto the table and said angrily, "Then I might as well sleep in today!"

Daphne's voice became louder, and Professor Trelawney, who was not far away, seemed to hear her words, so she "floated" to the table where they were sitting, and picked up Les's teacup from Daphne's hand.