Chinese students at Hogwarts.

As a popular figure at Hogwarts, Zhang Xiao enjoys great attention in the school.

Hearing Trelawney say this, the little wizards immediately fixed their eyes firmly on him.

Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes:

"Professor, can you elaborate?"

Trelawney picked up the teacup on the table - it was a prop used for divination using tea leaves.

The usage is very simple, just drink a cup of tea until only the tea leaves are left in the cup.

Swirl the tea leaves three times with your left hand, then turn the tea cup over and place it on the cup holder;

Wait until the last bit of tea is gone and you can interpret it after reading it.

Well - the method of interpretation is on pages 5 and 6 of the book "Clear the Fog and See the Future".

Compare the shape of the tea leaves with the content on the two pages of the book. Which one the shape looks like will be answered according to that image.

Well, to be honest, tea leaves are generally very bitter when brewed, and they break into pieces very easily.

Professor Trelawney said this was a tea for divination.

But Brother La secretly said that the divination professor used all the funds given by the school to buy wine.

The school board discovered it when they reviewed the expenses. They were going to impose severe punishments, but Dumbledore stopped him and filled the hole with his own money.

It's just that Trelawney doesn't know anything.

She stared at the teacup and turned it counterclockwise.

He said in that very ethereal tone:

"Child, my third eye sees great sorrow in you. Everything is being lost, and you will have nothing -"

The little wizards gasped in horror.

Hermione said loudly: "Professor, everyone will have nothing in the end, because death can take nothing but ourselves."

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione and disliked her more and more.

When she talked about Harry before, this little witch with a fluffy hair had been refuting her sharply.

“I said don’t be upset, honey.

I find that the aura surrounding you is small and receptive to future resonances. "

Trelawney's face was extremely long. She no longer paid attention to Hermione, but turned the tea leaves again.

“Although the third eye sees the distant future, we can still see the near future through tea divination——

Let’s see what Zhang’s fortune is.”

Suddenly, her already huge eyes widened and she gasped for air.

Screamed loudly:

"what----!"

Trelawney sat down in an empty armchair, her beaded hands touching her chest, her eyes closed.

"My dear child—my poor, dear child—no—it would be better not to say it—no—don't ask me."

"What's the matter, Professor?" Dean Thomas said immediately.

Everyone stood up and slowly gathered around the table where Zhang Xiao and Malfoy sat, closer to Professor Trelawney's armchair so that they could have a better look at Zhang Xiao's tea cup.

"Dear" Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically: "You are in trouble."

The little wizards covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

Trelawney suddenly became excited, and she shouted loudly:

"Child, this is a bad omen! The worst, worst omen!

Death - Death is like the wind, always surrounding you. "

Zhang Xiao rubbed his forehead and completely ignored the worried eyes of the people around him. Trelawney looked exactly like those people who set up fortune-telling stalls under Longhu Mountain.

It would be even more correct if the following sentence was about "losing money and eliminating disaster".

Hermione snorted heavily and was about to speak.

But Zhang Xiao was already one step ahead of her and said in advance:

"Professor, although thank you very much for your prediction, I want to say - this is not my cup of tea."

Trelawney, who was about to explain it in detail, was stunned:

"Not your teacup? Boy, I don't quite understand what you mean -"

Malfoy had a straight face, suppressed a smile, and slowly raised his hand:

"Professor, in fact, this is your own teacup. Perhaps you may have forgotten that you asked me to use your teacup to demonstrate prophecy before."

The low-pitched discussion of the little wizards immediately filled the classroom.

Trelawney turned pale and red.

The little wizards who had been terrorized by her before now began to doubt the authenticity of her prophecies.

But it can only be said that the ability to adapt to changes in divination is very powerful.

Trelawney jumped up unexpectedly and shouted in panic:

"get out of class is over! get out of class is over! Today's class ends here, and the next class will also stop until I find a way to avoid this terrible fate!"

The little wizards packed up their things happily and left. The class ended half a period early. Judging from Trelawney's appearance, she might not need to attend the next divination class.

Is there anything happier than this?

Zhang Xiao quite admired Trelawney, at least in terms of being tough-talking. She decided to sacrifice her own classes to maintain the accuracy of divination.

This happy mood even lasted until Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

The content of this lesson is Animagus. She turned into a tabby cat in front of everyone. There were traces of glasses around her eyes. In fact, everyone has seen it before.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you today?" said Professor McGonagall, with a slight pop. She had returned to her original form and was looking around at the students.

"It doesn't matter, but my transformation didn't win the applause of the whole class. This is the first time."

Lavender said cautiously:

"Professor, we just had a divination class, we read tea leaves, and—"

"Divination class?" Professor McGonagall suddenly frowned: "There is no need to say any more, Miss Brown.

Tell me, who among you will die this year?"

"Uh-Professor, I think it's her this time."

Obviously this question was beyond Professor McGonagall's expectations. She was stunned for a while before she realized:

"Own?

Trelawney has a new trick this year? "

She looked at the puzzled gaze of the little wizard below and said simply:

"Sybill Trelawney has predicted the death of a student every year since she arrived at this school.

Fortunately, none of her predictions came true, and I guess foreseeing omens of death was her favorite way to welcome a new class of students.

But this was the first time she had predicted her own death. Maybe she wanted to give a new welcome speech. "

Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the table, making a loud crackling sound:

"Gentlemen and ladies, however Professor Trelawney introduces the welcome.

I also have a brand new welcome here for everyone here. "

The little wizards immediately sat up straight and looked at Professor McGonagall curiously:

"That is, congratulations on entering the third grade. Starting from the third grade, all Transfiguration class homework will increase by one-third!"