Chinese students at Hogwarts.

"R-I'm sorry?" Harry asked in confusion.

Malfoy looked horrified, and a series of wizarding horror legends such as vampires and reanimated corpses had already appeared in his mind.

He looked around, found Zhang Xiao's position, and quietly moved in his direction little by little.

But Professor Trelawney was completely unresponsive to what was happening around her.

Because she had just taken off her glasses, her slightly red and swollen eyes were clearly exposed.

Harry and Malfoy became more and more panicked and hid behind Zhang Xiao. They dared to bet with the wealth of the Weasley family.

Trelawney must be suffering from some illness, because it is impossible for a normal person's eyes to move so fast.

"Zhang Zhang, do we want to run away first? Report to the professor or something?"

Malfoy swallowed and continued in a determined tone:

"She looked like she was about to transform. I once read a book, and the old witch in it was like this. Her neck suddenly broke, and then a big python came out of it!"

Um? Zhang Xiao frowned, feeling that this story seemed a little strangely familiar.

"Zhang, do we really not need to worry about her?" Harry hesitated, wondering whether to run to the school hospital.

At this time, Professor Trelawney spoke again, still with that hoarse and strange voice, which was very different from her own, but more like the whisper of a devil.

"This is an irreversible fate. Darkness is gathering, desires are twisting. The box is about to be opened.

No one can escape, everyone will be involved. Destruction, destruction, destruction, and the lonely brave man can hardly hold on anymore.

He is the bravest one. What a pity. The tragic song of the hero has begun to play. No one knows his achievements.

The Dark Lord covets this twisted power. But he never understands that it is self-destruction."

Malfoy and Harry were startled by these garbled words, and they became even more frightened and uneasy. Zhang Xiao only felt pain on both sides of his arms being pinched.

They noticed that Trelawney's eyes no longer had any black pupils, and turned into an excruciating pale color. She was shaking more and more violently, and suddenly looked at Zhang Xiao.

Immediately afterwards, Trelawney was heard screaming like never before, and blood flowed from her eyes, nostrils, and ears.

It looked like an extremely terrifying ghost. Harry and Malfoy were startled and screamed even louder.

"ah----------!"

Trelawney's trembling became more and more severe, and she pointed at Zhang Xiao: "You, the destined person, do not belong."

Zhang Xiao's face was as dark as water, and his eyebrows were tightly knitted together.

Professor Trelawney's trembling suddenly stopped, as if a power outage had occurred, and her forehead suddenly dropped to her chest.

Harry and Ron couldn't help but shiver as well.

"Is she dead?"

Malfoy's throat seemed to be strangled, and he didn't even dare to breathe. Harry shook his head, only showing two eyes, and carefully looked over Zhang Xiao's shoulder.

With a painful groan, her head suddenly lifted up again.

Harry and Malfoy shuddered again and came back to life! It’s a scam!

"Sorry, dear child." Professor Trelawney raised her head, revealing a 'tragic and terrifying' face.

He said as if in a dream: "Ah, it seems too hot. As you know, heat makes you sleepy easily. I watched the stars for a long time last night, so I fell asleep."

Harry and Malfoy were dumbfounded as if they were watching a horror movie, hiding behind Zhang Xiao at a loss.

The next second, Professor Trelawney felt a little uncomfortable on her face. She just touched a handful and put it in front of her eyes, and the smile on her face froze.

She stared at the blood on her hands, made a gurgling sound in her throat, and fell down neatly.

The little wizards who have just finished their exams are preparing to have some fun and spend their last carefree and happy time.

But I heard a brand new gossip - Professor Trelawney tried to predict a big wave, but her ability was limited and suffered a backlash, and she is currently lying unconscious in the school hospital.

It’s so exciting!

Except for those little wizards in the third and fourth grade, and some girls who are not very smart, who among the senior little wizards doesn't know that Trelawney is a 'divination squib' who has no ability and relies solely on deception?

Apart from small prophecies such as breaking vases and spraining feet, which I don’t know whether they are true or not, I have never heard of her making any famous prophecies. Compared with her ancestor, the famous soothsayer Cassandra Trelawny , it is simply an insult to reputation.

Now you are actually trying to predict a big wave?

The little wizards were having a heated discussion in the auditorium, even putting aside their annoyance over the confusion between the weirdos Ulric and Eudic during the History of Magic exam.

Ron held up the roasted golden chicken legs with both hands, put his wrists against his head, and looked at the empty seat next to him - generally speaking, this seat belonged to Harry.

"A little, just a little!" He said to Hermione in annoyance: "If I had left a little later, I would have become a witness to the Trelawney incident!

Heck, I never missed anything important at school! "

"So that you have a new story to tell, right?" Hermione revealed Ron's true thoughts without mercy.

Ron was very dissatisfied: "Hermione! I'm obviously very powerful too!"

Hermione instinctively wanted to say something, but suddenly fell silent, because Ron was right, he was indeed very powerful, Harry's daunting life-threatening training.

Only Ron gritted his teeth and persisted, which almost improved his strength by leaps and bounds.

"Well, I'm more concerned about what prophecy Trelawney made than this."

Hermione stared at the pie on the plate and murmured.

"Harry will be back soon, won't we know if we ask him?"

Ron stuffed the chicken drumstick into his mouth and replied vaguely, not caring at all.

Dumbledore removed his wand from Trelawney's body, put it in his sleeve, and stood up slowly.

"How is Sybil doing?"

Professor McGonagall looked worriedly at Trelawney lying on the bed in the ward not far away, and asked Dumbledore.

"It's nothing at the moment. It's like a coma caused by exhaustion and panic."

Dumbledore shook his head gently. He glanced at Zhang Xiao, smiled, and then said:

"Minerva, there is no need to worry. Our Potions teacher, Professor Snape, said he has extensive experience in dealing with this situation."

Behind him, Snape was using extremely skillful techniques to adjust an improved version of the Water of Life and Death—a potion that he had made casually before just because he found it interesting.

The young dean never thought that this 'little gadget' would one day become the most potion he had ever endured in his life.

Who's to blame?

Zhang Xiao's face turned red, and he couldn't help but touch his Qiankun Bag. There was also an improved version of Life and Death Water from Professor Snape in it, which was enough to last ten years.

Professor McGonagall breathed a long sigh of relief, but the worry was still clearly visible in her eyes.