I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Celestial Eye is a term in the field of divination. Its owners are extremely rare, and all of them are well-known fortune-tellers in the history of magic.

Therefore, it is impossible for ordinary wizards to have Celestial Eye.

But in Professor Trelawney's mouth, it seems that with her teaching, everyone can open it, and everyone is a great prophet.

The little wizards were also excited, as if they had reached the pinnacle of their lives, just today.

Professor Trelawney pressed her palm and said hoarsely:

"Of course I will teach you how to open the Celestial Eye, but that is for the future. Before that, you must first master various basic divination methods."

"Mastering them will help expand the aura around you and increase your acceptance of future resonance."

"By the way, my dear," Trelawney said suddenly to Hannah, "beware of a dark-haired man."

Hannah's eyes widened in horror, thinking about which wizard around her had black hair.

Professor Trelawney continued: "This semester, I will lead you to interpret tea leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry."

"If all goes well, after Easter, we'll be watching the crystal ball. Of course, it's going to be difficult because we're all going to have misfortunes and that will delay the learning process a lot."

The little wizards began to whisper to each other again, and there was a buzz in the classroom.

"Professor, what misfortune?" McMillan asked loudly, "Is it convenient to disclose it? So that we can prepare in advance."

"That's right." Justin said worriedly, "Wouldn't it be a big earthquake? It would directly knock down Hogwarts Castle."

"Could it be a volcanic eruption?" Susan guessed: "I just said that I've been restless recently, professor... Is this my third eye reminding me to ask for leave early and go home?"

"Yeah, I also dreamed yesterday that half of the professors at Hogwarts died overnight. This must be a sign, right?"

"..."

The corner of Trelawney's mouth twitched. Can't this group of students think about Hogwarts, and there is such a curse?

"No, children, it's not that bad and scary." Trelawney hurriedly explained:

"Next February, there's going to be a nasty flu that will force classes to close, and I'll lose my voice."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, it's just flu and aphonia, if you're completely dumb, it's still a big deal.

"I think, dear," said Professor Trelawney suddenly to Rove. "Can you give me that teapot on the shelf?"

Rove nodded and stood up, took a huge teapot from the shelf, and placed it on the table in front of Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney poured herself a cup of tea. After drinking it, she calmed down and put the cup on the table.

She said in a deep voice:

"Thank you, dear. By the way, protect what you care about...don't let it fall into the hands of people you worry about."

Rove raised his eyebrows and said, "Professor, can you be more straightforward?"

"Of course, my poor child, but that's not good for you." Professor Trelawney said in a high and low voice:

"A fool who is happy and confused is a thousand times better than a wise man who is suffering and sober... You don't know anything, but you can suffer less pain."

"..." Gan, why are you talking so much?

"Now, I want you to go in groups of two. Take a tea cup from the shelf and come to me, and I will pour tea into the cup." Trelawney took out the tea, and she said in a deep voice:

"Then sit down and drink tea until there's nothing left in the cup.

Shake the tea leaves three times with your left hand, then flip the cup over and put it on the cup holder; wait until the last bit of tea has run out, and read your cup to your partner. "

"You can use the content on the fifth and sixth pages of the book "Picking the Fog to See the Future" to interpret the shape of the tea leaves.

I will walk among you, help you, and instruct you. "

All the students stepped forward and lined up to pour tea.

While waiting, Rove was idle and bored, let his Bowtruckle Groot "steal" Professor Trelawney's cup, and observed.

But there was only a lump of tea in the cup, and he couldn't see any patterns.

After pouring the tea, Rove and Neville returned to their seats, followed the steps to sip the water in the cup, and then exchanged teacups.

Rove tried his best to look at Neville's cup to distinguish the pattern, and he said indiscriminately:

"I saw the seed, Neville, which means that you will become a herbalist... You will succeed Professor Sprout and become the professor of herbalism at Hogwarts..."

Neville couldn't help laughing, he also stared at Rove's teacup and said:

"Oh, a sniff... Rove, this means that you will become a great magizoologist in the future!"

Rove and Neville exchanged business with each other for a while, and then exchanged glasses with Hannah. The boy said with a slightly joking voice:

"Hannah, I saw a bar... This means that you will buy a bar in the future and become the female owner there."

Hannah looked at Rove in shock and said, "How do you know I have this dream? I never told anyone."

Luo Fu laughed and said, "I have the Celestial Eye."

In the original time and space, Hannah, after growing up, bought the Leaky Cauldron Bar and became the female owner there.

Hannah's words attracted the attention of many people, and they handed the cup to Rove one after another, asking him to check it for him.

"Don't worry, come one by one." Rove teased: "I see that people's fortunes are thick and thin, and their fortunes are always accurate..."

Professor Trelawney originally wanted to catch up on some sleep, but she couldn't sleep because of the noise. She got up and walked slowly, and soon came to Rove's side.

"Show me your cup, boy."

Rove thought for a while, picked up a cup from the table and handed it over.

Professor Trelawney stared at the teacup, while turning the teacup counterclockwise, everyone also fell silent, watching this scene.

"Honey, honey, it's not a lucky cup of tea..."

"How to say?"

"Mars...you could get bad burns."

Trelawney twirled the teacup, and continued: "Lightning... There is a catastrophe in your future..."

Everyone stared dumbfounded at Professor Trelawney, who turned her teacup one last time, gasped, and screamed.

"My dear child...my poor, dear child... how I wish I was an ignorant fool, how I wish that fate hadn't given me the ability to predict the future, so I wouldn't know your tragic fate."

"What's the matter, Professor?" McMillan asked immediately.

Everyone stood up, gathered around Rove slowly, and tried to look at the cup.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically, "I saw the scythe... This means that death is behind you, and your life is in danger at any time."

Professor Trelawney's voice was as weak and gentle as listening to the tide through a shell, full of sadness.

"Are you sure?" Rove asked with a strange face.

"Of course." Professor Trelawney sat back on the chair again, she sighed:

"Seeing the essence of the world clearly, the truth surrounds you, and your destiny... is clear at a glance."

"I trust your judgment, but..." Rove smiled and said:

"Professor Trelawney, this is your cup. I just took it from your table and wanted to help you with divination."

"I didn't expect you to give your own destiny the ultimate guidance, alas."

"Shall I tell Mr. Filch for you to find some unused black arm yarns from the warehouse for you to use for your memorial service in the future?"

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(It's the last day of this year, I wish you all a happy new year.)