The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

"Then why are you still here?" Tom asked. What's the use of complaining outside the door when we're here?

Hermione's tone softened, "I don't want to have a failing grade on my transcript either..."

Although Hogwarts does not have grade points, it is extremely annoying to have an "extremely poor" or "missed exam" course there.

The divination test takes up a very long time, and the speed at which the team shrinks makes people question their lives. Whenever a student comes down the silver ladder, other students will surround him or her and quietly ask him or her about the content of the exam.

But no student was willing to reveal the topic.

Neville gave the reason: Professor Trelawney had warned them that anyone who revealed the exam questions would encounter a catastrophe.

Tom believed it. If no other calamity befell the person who leaked the question, Professor Trelawney could have used a deus ex machina to personally give you a failing grade. When you go home with your report card, you will understand what a destined "tribulation" is - but on the report card in the magical world, can the grade be changed by scribbling on it? After all, Hogwarts does not have a tradition of sending results to parents' mobile phones in the form of text messages.

Probably not, Tom thought, because if they could, Fred and George would have made the business bigger and stronger.

Just when Tom was wandering, the door of the Divination classroom was opened with a bang, and Hermione ran down quickly, with an angry look on her face.

Professor Trelawney's roar came from behind the sliding door: "From the first time you stepped into this class, I found that you do not have the talent required for the noble science of divination. I don't remember any student I have ever seen." His brain is so mediocre and hopeless! If you mix the most talented student in the class with your talent, he will immediately disappear from the crowd!"

The little wizards who were watching were silent.

Hermione raised her head, glared at the trap door, and responded unceremoniously: "I have never seen a professor be so ridiculous, and I have never thought that going to Hogwarts actually requires exercise. Acting skills! You have lowered the average level of all Hogwarts professors!"

all the students:……

Professor Trelawney behind the trapdoor:!

She was choked by Hermione and was speechless. After a moment, she said in a trembling voice: "I never want to see you in my class again in my life..."

"Wonderful!" Hermione threw her schoolbag over her shoulder and left without looking back.

The students' reaction was surprisingly unanimous: everyone remained silent and watched Hermione leave. At this time, no one dared to go to the divination classroom to continue taking the exam. Because if you enter now, you will definitely face the furious Professor Trelawney, and your exam results will be very pessimistic.

When everyone was silent, Ron leaned close to Harry and whispered: "I am willing to spend ten galleons to see her during the exam just now."

Tom, who was standing on the edge, couldn't help but rolled his eyes after hearing what Ron said. Well, he was willing to pay twenty galleons.

This was the first time he had seen someone getting anxious during an exam and scolding the examiner.

"Why aren't there people yet? Are you all planning to give up the exam? Next one!" There was a rare angry tone in Professor Trelawney's voice upstairs.

The surrounding students all turned their attention to Tom: In terms of strength, you are the best at divination in this grade. In terms of relationships, do you have to clean up the mess Hermione made?

At this time, the only one who can go up to calm Professor Trelawney's anger is Tom!

In the eyes of everyone, Tom bravely walked up the spiral escalator.

Today's Divination classroom is even hotter than before - it's midsummer, and not only are the curtains drawn, but there's also a roaring fire burning in the room. Combined with the state of the room when Professor Trelawney was possessed by the prophet, Tom really suspected that one of the secrets of divination was to make himself faint from heat stroke.

Tom struggled through the small tables and cushions in the classroom and came to Professor Trelawney. Today, Professor Trelawney is still dressed as before, with a huge crystal ball in front of him. Tom was keenly aware that there seemed to be a new small hole on the ground.

"I knew it was you, Yodel," Professor Trelawney seemed to be in a better mood after seeing Tom - or in other words, she had successfully adjusted her mentality in just ten seconds. She used The ethereal tone said: "Come on, let us forget the unpleasantness and devote ourselves to the most noble and sacred cause... Please look at this crystal ball and tell me what you see. Don't worry, my dear, Take your time and watch..."

Professor Trelawney showed amazing patience with Tom, a carving "wood".

Tom sat on his knees on the cushion, feeling very uneasy inside. He had the impression that, today, Professor Trelawney would make a prophecy. According to the original world line, she predicted the escape of Peter Pettigrew and the return of Voldemort.

So... today, when the world line is changing, will Professor Trelawney still make predictions?

"Not being able to empty your mind is a taboo in divination." Professor Trelawney seemed to see through Tom's thoughts and couldn't help scolding him. Then her tone became a little unnatural: "I knew that mediocre Guys will have a very bad influence... But don't worry, kid, I am a very generous person, and I will not take her rude behavior to heart... This is also a necessary quality for people like us... Good endurance..."

Professor Trelawney seemed to attribute Tom's inner struggle to Hermione, so he comforted him with a few words.

Tom knew it was exam time, so he could only take two deep breaths and forcefully clear out the distracting thoughts in his mind.

He stared at the crystal ball intently, trying to see something from it.

The white mist swirled... spiraled... The heat in the room was unbearable. Tom was made dizzy by the smoke from the fireplace. The things in front of him gradually became unreal and hazy, as if he was peeping through a piece of frosted glass. Same.

Finally, Tom really saw something.

"I saw... one, two, three... four black figures... they seemed to be animals of different shapes, big or small..."

"That's right," Professor Trelawney asked gently, "Then what are they doing?"

Tom looked more carefully and felt that the two fogs seemed to merge together, then separate again, and one fog gradually drifted away.

He told Professor Trelawney exactly what he saw.

The professor uttered a meaningful "Oh" and murmured to himself at the same time: "Could it be...internal strife? Are there any changes before and after the two fogs meet?"

Tom shook his head.

"Oh, my boy, you may well have seen the tragic end of yourself and your friends," Professor Trelawney lamented in a sad tone.

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I want to eat big pieces of meat again... I had fried rice for lunch, it was delicious~