The Druid Master of Hogwarts

After breakfast, the third graders of Gryffindor rushed to the divination classroom together. Because the classroom was located on the top of the North Tower, it took a lot of time to get there.

However, with Fish, a kitten who is familiar with the various secret passages of Hogwarts leading the way, their footsteps have been greatly reduced.

Passing through several strange-looking doors, everyone followed Fish around the castle like a headless fly, and soon came to a narrow spiral staircase.

"As long as you climb up this staircase, you'll find Sybil, meow."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fish said, pointing to the stairs whose speed was obviously not right.

Fortunately, this staircase doesn't look very long, and everyone looked at each other and stepped up helplessly.

What they didn't expect was that this was just the beginning. After climbing this spiral staircase, there were still new spiral staircases to climb, and the rotation speed and direction of these stairs were not the same. After the stairs, everyone felt dizzy and a little breathless.

Of course, with the exception of Fish, this level of rotation and movement is nothing to a kitten.

"My God...George and Fred never said that they need to suffer like this before taking a divination class..."

Ron groaned while covering his head, which was still somewhat unclear.

"Why meow?" Fish shook his head incomprehensibly, "How interesting these stairs are, meow."

Everyone smiled bitterly. In fact, if you walk slowly, apart from being a little tiring to climb these stairs, the rest is fine.

But the leader, Feixu, walked with big strides, and everyone subconsciously accelerated their speed, which made them dizzy after climbing the stairs one by one.

After slowing down, everyone looked around.

They were standing on a small platform at this time, and there was not a door around, let alone a door, not even a window.

Just when everyone was puzzled, they saw Fisch running to the center of the platform, raised his head and shouted to the ceiling: "Sybil! Fisch is coming to class, meow!"

It was only then that everyone discovered that on the ceiling, there was a circular trapdoor with a brass plaque embedded on it, and the words "Sybill Trelawney, Divination Teacher" were written on the plaque.

As Fish shouted, the trapdoor opened automatically, and a silver ladder fell from above.

"Come up."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Feixu climbed the ladder without saying a word, and when he was about to enter the classroom, he turned around and waved to the students below.

Everyone followed Fish up the stairs to a classroom that looked like a mixture of a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse.

There are many courses at Hogwarts, except for the flying lessons and astronomy lessons that do not require classrooms, and the protection of magical animals that they are about to take in the afternoon, the classrooms of other classes have their own characteristics.

But the divination classroom was definitely the most classroom-like classroom they had ever seen.

In the small classroom, there are at least twenty small round tables, surrounded by calico armchairs and bulging small futons.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and there was no light outside to see through, but it didn't look dim inside, everything was illuminated by a hazy red light.

The reason for this red light was because the lamps in the room were covered with large scarves of crimson, and the mantelpiece that was burning vigorously.

This made the classroom not only dazzling, but also extremely stuffy.

In addition, there is a large copper teapot on the mantelpiece. The teapot exudes a strong tea fragrance. Many people feel that the smell is too strong, and even a little disgusting, not to mention Fish with a keen sense of smell...

So when Mao Mao entered the classroom, he cast a deodorant spell on himself.

"Sybil, long time no see, meow."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fish ran to the corner,

Say hello to a figure in the shadows.

Professor Trelawney originally wanted to show her own sense of mystery, but she was suddenly called out by Fish, and she could only walk out of the shadows helplessly.

"Welcome," she walked to the fireplace, her whole body was bathed in firelight, looking full of mystery, "It's great to finally see you in the material world." Gu

Professor Trelawney's voice was soft and a little vague. Although it sounded a little weird, it fit her status as a fortune teller.

Everyone looked at Professor Trelawney at a loss. First, they didn't understand what the other party was saying, and second, the other party's dress was too exaggerated, so they couldn't help but think of the one who had a good relationship with Fish. Luna Goodloff...

Trelawney was very thin, her eyes were magnified several times by a pair of large glasses, and she wore a thin, transparent cape with many glittering metal pieces.

Countless beads and chains hung around her long thin neck, and many bracelets and rings on her arms and hands, making Professor Trelawney look like a giant, shiny insect. .

"She must be a Ravenclaw like Luna."

Ron whispered to Harry next to him: "Just like Slytherin always has dark wizards, Ravenclaw has always liked weirdos."

Although this is only the stereotype of Ron, or most of the students, this time he guessed correctly, Trelawney is also a Ravenclaw.

"Sybil, why do you smell so heavy here?"

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Kitty didn't care about Professor Trelawney's pretense at all...

Anyway, she and the horse people have always been this kind of virtue, and Fish has long been used to it.

But the strong tea fragrance in the air, the kitten couldn't accept it, so he frowned immediately and complained to Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney smiled and continued to say in her soft and indistinct voice: "Understanding tea leaves is the beginning of a divination class, and this is your first class today."

Saying that, she patted Feixu's little head lightly, pointed to a small round table closest to her, and said, "Sit down first, and you, my children, sit down."

Fishy sat down according to the words, and then Hermione, Lavender and Parvati, three Gryffindor girls, immediately grabbed the seat next to Fishy, ​​and the four of them happened to occupy this small round table.

Everyone else got together and found a suitable place to sit.

"Welcome to the divination class," Professor Trelawney also sat down in an easy chair in front of the fire, not looking at everyone, but staring blankly at the ceiling: "I'm Terry Professor Lowney. You probably haven't seen me before. I've found that frequent trips to the chaotic and noisy campus life can blur my Third Eye."

Regarding "Tianmu", when Harry and the others were choosing courses, they had heard the senior students mention it when they were arguing, and they knew that this was probably a talent used to predict the future...

As for where it grows and how to feel it, Harry and the others are at a loss.

And Professor Trelawney didn't explain much. She adjusted her shawl gracefully and continued: "So, you have taken divination, which is the most advanced of all magical arts. I must To put it first, if you don't have insight, I can't do anything. In this field, books can teach you just a little bit..."

Hermione was horrified to hear that books were not very helpful to the subject.

At this time, Fisch leaned into her ear and whispered: "The centaurs in the Forbidden Forest have a similar argument, but Minerva said it was just an excuse they made after the divination failed."

"I heard!"

Professor Trelawney's easy chair was next to Fish's table, and naturally he heard the little cat's whisper.

In her anger, her voice was no longer so soft, but sharpened.

"Minerva is just jealous because she doesn't have the gift of prophecy!"

Hearing Professor Trelawney say this to Professor McGonagall, everyone looked at Fish nervously, for fear that he would jump up and punch Professor Trelawney like he did with Lockhart and Professor Lupin.

However, the kitten's mood at this time seemed very stable, because he was already tired of watching the scolding battle between Professor McGonagall and Trelawney.

Moreover, the two of them were arguing, and they would always drag themselves into it...

"Fish, you should listen to me and become a fortune teller. Unlike Minerva, you have the talent of a prophet!"

Indeed it is again...

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The kitten looked at Professor Trelawney with vacant eyes, and shook its tail helplessly.

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