The little life of a platinum darling

Thinking about what Harry said just now, Feveret walked quickly along the corridor of the castle.

Some of him wanted to meet Sirius Black sometime, or learn more about Harry.The current situation is more and more different from the original book. In the original book, Sirius Black was not bold enough to find his godson as soon as he escaped, and entered Hogwarts as the godson's pet.But the divination class in the afternoon was about to start, and he had to hurry to the tower.

He chose the divination class not because he wanted to learn something, but because he had some interest in this divination professor.Originally, he used to come into contact with some psychic mediums who could sense another world, but they could only feel and communicate with them. There had never been such a person who could let the language of heaven come out of their mouths.

Maybe there is something special about genetic blood?Let Tianyu like to descend on her and say something.

The entire tower was covered with thick curtains to cover all the light sources, it was dark, and there was a strange and greasy fragrance, which added to the mystery and weirdness of this place.

There are some round tables and chairs in the classroom, which are surrounded by thick dark red tablecloths and chair covers.There were fluffy cushions on the chairs, and some teacups on the table.

There are already students in twos and threes sitting inside, playing with teacups boredly, and pointing at the furnishings here by the way.

The layout of the entire classroom can only be described as weird.There is a strange patterned carpet with countless lines, and the colors are matched with strange and changeable furnishings. There is a huge wooden frame in the center, and there is a fireplace by the front wall. There is also a big copper pot burning on the fire, smoking Floating from the spout, that strange fragrance is coming from here.And there are still many unnamed things piled up in a mess in the corners.

He found a place to sit at random, and none of his close friends chose this course, so no one was his regular partner yet.Even Harry took Hermione's advice and didn't choose this course out of curiosity about divination.And when Draco just learned that he was coming to the divination class, he was tongue-tied for a while, which made him laugh now thinking about it.

Speaking of which, maybe it was because of his injury last semester, it seems that starting this semester... no, maybe since the day he went to Malfoy Manor during the summer vacation, Draco's attitude towards him seems to have improved a lot and more Make a natural expression in front of him.It's not the same as before, it's just aloof... Well... this idiom doesn't seem to be suitable for this matter... But, forget it, never mind.Draco's attitude towards him had changed for the better, and he was too late to be happy.

5 minutes before the start of class, all the teachers gradually arrived.

He was at the same table as a Ravenclaw boy.Because the number of people taking this course is relatively small, people from the four colleges have always taken it together.

At this time, a middle-aged woman walked in.She took a step with a strange posture, trembling, and walked to the shelf in the middle of the classroom.She looked very thin, with hair that fell to her shoulders in a mess and slightly curled.I don't know if it was to conceal her too thin figure, but she wore a very large robe, and a strip of cloth that didn't match the color of the robe was loosely tied around her waist.She wears countless strange looking heavy metal ornaments and some beads all over her body.Her skin looked very dry, cracked in places.The big black-rimmed glasses almost covered half of his face.

"Welcome." Her voice was very hoarse. "It's great to see you in the tangible world at last."

She held her hands out from under her robes, and Feveret saw that they were covered with rings and bracelets of all kinds.Different texture, but more metal.

"Welcome to Divination," she said, and seated herself in a large winged armchair in front of the shelf, "I'm Prof Trelawney, and I don't think you've seen me before. Yes, I found that the hustle and bustle of campus life and the frequent visits made my days blurred."

Her opening remarks are a bit too special, and it is easy for everyone to fail to understand.Feveret thought mischievously underneath.

Trelawney paused for a moment, and carefully adjusted her silk scarf: "You have chosen the divination class, and you must know that this is the most difficult class in all magical arts. So I must warn you from the beginning: if If you don't have 'sight', there's very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this respect..."

Trelawney scanned the circle of students in the teacher at a very slow speed: "Many witches and wizards, despite their talents in making violent crashes, smells, and sudden invisibility, cannot clear the fog See through the future." Then she paused again: "This kind of natural talent is only available to a few people."

She suddenly turned to Favenret's direction: "You, boy..."

Feveret looked up into her eyes.

"Your parents, are they all right?" she asked Fevereit.

"Hmm..." Feverret thought about it for a while, and replied to her, "Maybe it's not bad?"

Trelawney shook her head, "I saw the darkness... My dear, the relationship between you and your parents is not good? Or maybe it's hostility? But it seems to be getting better, and it seems to be in another aspect. Honey, you are special."

Feverett was taken aback for a moment, and Trelawney had already walked away when she was about to say something.

"This year we're learning a few basic divination methods. The first term was devoted to reading tea leaves. Next term we should be doing palmistry," Trelawney said in his hoarse voice and an eerie tone. .Then she turned to a girl next to her and said, "By the way, boy, watch out for redheads."

Sitting next to the girl happened to be a red-haired boy, Ron Weasley from Gryffindor.She moved the chair to the other side with some embarrassment, trying to get a little further away from him.

"During the summer term," Trelawney went on, "we'll learn how to look at a crystal ball—if we've done the omens of fire. Unfortunately, in February, a nasty flu will force classes to close, and I Losing my own voice. Around Easter, one of us will leave us forever."

Feverett didn't pay attention to what was said later.He looked at Trelawney, lost in his own thoughts.This professor seems to be able to see something - if the divination to him just now is not blind.

"Now then," Trelawney raised her voice suddenly, bringing him back to his senses, "you're going to divide into twos, grab your glasses, line up, and come to me. I'll give you your glasses Pour tea into it. Then, drink tea. Drink until there is only tea residue left in your cup. Shake the tea residue three times with your left hand, and then put the cup upside down on your teacup holder until the last bit of tea leaves in the cup is filtered out. Dripping water. Finally, give your teacup to your partner for interpretation. Yes, at this time you can refer to the fifth and sixth pages of the book "Picking the Fog to See the Future" to interpret the shape of the tea leaves. And I, Will walk among you and give you help."

Fivenret did exactly what she said, except that the taste of the tea was particularly hard to swallow, he didn't feel any fluctuations or other things that were different from usual.

Then when his tablemate handed over the teacup, he also handed over his own.

He turned the cup over from its teacup holder, and at the same time opened the fifth page of his book.His mind was still entangled with Trelawney herself, and he interpreted it absently: "Hmm...it looks like a cat? You will encounter very interesting things, but it will be very troublesome, you have to be patient Deal with it, or you'll be out of luck."

His deskmate held his teacup and looked at it for a while, but said nothing.

"What did you see? Honey?" Trelawney suddenly appeared from behind him, and then patted the boy on the shoulder gently.

The boy frowned and thought for a long time: "I saw a sun, no, it seems to be a stone, or maybe a leaf, and I think it looks like a big net." indecision.

Trelawney picked up its teacup and looked at it, she almost pressed the teacup to her face, then put her head towards Feverett's, her eyes fixed on his face, Her eyes were comically magnified several times by the oversized glasses.

"It's a crystal ball, my dear boy, apparently you don't have 'sight'...you're not fit for the subject," she shook her head at the boy, as if devastated.Then for a moment she turned to Fivenret again: "My dear, I have to say that your future is very mysterious, child. Both the future and the past. But be careful not to let your secrets be discovered by others. Also, Beware of gossip."

Feverret didn't understand everything she meant, but he got a general idea of ​​what he should understand.Although not fully convinced, I still remind myself to pay attention to this aspect.

When get out of class was over, Fivenret walked out of the classroom slowly with the flow of people.But when he looked up, he saw Drake standing at the door of the classroom, looking at him with both eyes, obviously waiting for him to finish class.This made him a little surprised, Draco is not a person who has nothing to do and is so boring that he waits for someone to finish class.

He walked over and gave a big smile by the way.Drake raised an eyebrow at him: "How was the class?"

"Chaos. However, this professor doesn't seem to be as rumored. She is very strange." He told Drake.

Draco turned his head and took a look into the classroom, but didn't say anything. He turned around and walked in front of Feverret.

Feiwenruite hurried a few steps to his side, only to hear him say: "Feiwenruit, why don't we have dinner in the hall today. Blaise told me to bring some food to the edge of the black lake to eat It’s very comfortable to chat or review. I want to try it.”