Magical Studies at Hogwarts

It was already 12 noon when the Charms class ended. As soon as the get out of class was over, the little wizards hurried to the auditorium to prepare for their meal.

Compared with last year, the get out of class time in the morning has also been extended a little later, which has shrunk the originally ample lunch break and made it suddenly tense.

Ike was more pressing.

Classes start at 1 p.m., lunch time is very tight, and Ike is also faced with the situation of taking Divination, Ancient Runes and Muggle Studies at the same time. Although Hogwarts tries its best to consider each student's needs when arranging elective courses.

Choose from elective courses from 9 a.m. to 9:45 a.m. and from 1 p.m. to 1:45 p.m., and compulsory courses will be arranged two days a week to better divert students.

It can be said that except for students who choose all courses, other students will definitely not have course conflicts.

But there is no other way. For Ike, the easiest way to get the right to use the time turner is this.

There was no way he could miss this opportunity.

At 12:50, Ike arrived on the eighth floor of the castle on time. At this time, many people were waiting in front of the divination classroom. There were students from the four colleges, but except for Moratti and Paolo, who were both Ravenclaws,

Dema, Ike only knew the names of the others, but was not very familiar with them.

This may be a common problem among young eagles, most of them don't make friends with people from other colleges.

Well...this is Ike's impression, not Ravenclaw...

At 12:55, the trap door on the ceiling with the brass plate "Sybill Trelawney, Divination Teacher" opened on time, and a silver ladder fell down. The little wizards hugged the dial

Open the fog to see the future" and climbed up one after another.

The classroom looks very small, with twenty small round tables arranged compactly, and two chairs placed next to each small round table. The distance between the chairs is very close, basically next to each other.

There were many lamps in the room, all covered with crimson scarves, and the surrounding windows were tightly blocked by curtains. There was a roaring flame in the fireplace, heating the whole room.

Everyone was obviously frightened by the sense of mystery created by this person, and they honestly found their seats and sat down. As soon as they sat down, they heard an indistinct voice.

"Welcome, it's so great to finally see you in the material world!"

The one who appeared with the voice was Professor Trelawney. She was very thin, wearing very big glasses on her face, and her body was covered with all kinds of accessories.

A feeling of "she is good at divination".

"Welcome to the Divination class!" Professor Trelawney said, "This is the most profound knowledge among all magical arts. I must say up front, if you don't have insight and enough talent, I won't be able to do anything about it.

Let you learn divination."

"Since ancient times, books have not been important in the field of divination..."

Ike listened quietly to Professor Trelawney's deception, but as he listened, he suddenly felt that what she said made sense.

This is indeed the case. Most of the well-known diviners in history were born. It is rare to hear of anyone becoming a qualified diviner through study. Although in most cases, what Professor Trelawney said is

Not very reliable, but very rigorous when it comes to the general process and history of divination.

After a brief intimidation, Professor Trelawney asked everyone to divide into two groups and each take a teacup filled with tea. After drinking the tea, slosh the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup three times, and then tip it upside down.

on the plate, and after the last drop of tea has seeped out, hand the cup to your partner for interpretation.

Ike's partner is Oliver Rivers from Hufflepuff. Both of them took each other's teacups and tried to interpret the shape of the tea leaves according to the book, trying to make a prediction that might be reliable.

This behavior caused Ike to have deep self-doubt. Even if he had a book as a reference, he could not figure out anything from it.

The whole class passed in Ike's deep self-doubt. After class, Ike left the classroom immediately and went straight into the Room of Requirement.

In his own space, Ike clamped the "A Simple Introduction to Ancient Magic Texts" and carefully turned the hourglass on the time converter. Just when his hand was released, the surrounding environment suddenly changed.

Ike felt like he was retreating quickly. There were countless blurry patterns passing before his eyes, and there was an inexplicable sound in his ears. It was like many sounds were mixed together and played at an accelerated speed.

This was a strange and rapid change. Before Ike could even recover, everything around him stopped and remained the same as he was familiar with.

He opened the door and went out, heading straight to the ancient magic writing classroom. When he opened the door and went in, there were already people inside.

Stuart and Anthony took a seat for Ike and waved when they saw him coming. Ike smiled and waved and sat next to the two of them.

"Why so late? You'll be late in a few minutes." Stewart asked.

"Something delayed me for a while, it's okay." Ike put the book on the table and replied with a smile.

The three of them chatted for a while, and then Professor Bathsheda Babulin, a professor of ancient magic literature, walked in. She was a woman who looked like a noble lady from the Middle Ages. Her clothes were very Victorian and very charming.

temperament.

She speaks in a very gentle voice and is used to using some old English words, which is very unfriendly to students. After all, no one now speaks those words that were spoken hundreds of years ago.

But the lecture was still very good. At least Ike listened to it. Even though he had mastered the content, he still gained something.

After all, self-study and being taught are two different concepts, and the effects are naturally different.

Soon it was time for get out of class to end again. Ike said hello to Stuart and Anthony, and then left in a hurry.

This time, he went directly to the right corridor on the fourth floor. It had been abandoned since Dumbledore used it as the starting point for the level-breaking game in the first grade. Basically no one would come here.

After pushing open the broken wooden door and locking it, Ike turned the time turner around again. This time he was prepared in advance, but he still felt a little disappointed when it ended without feeling anything.

He left as quickly as he came, and walked out of the room feeling a little sad. By the time he arrived in the Muggle Studies classroom, Ike had already recovered.

He had already been mentally prepared for this. If he could figure out the secret of the time turner so easily, it wouldn't be that no new time turner had been created in centuries.

Time is inherently wonderful.