The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

The first day of the new semester has just passed.

Overall, there are no surprises...

Christopher Patrick, an exchange student, impressed most of the fourth-year Slytherin students...for his outstanding performance in herbal medicine and spells.

It can be said that in recent years, Slytherin has never had a student like him who is so brilliant in the classroom.

...

The next morning, Jon woke up and pulled out the schedule Pansy Parkinson had given him.

Tuesday mornings are two conjoined divination classes, and the afternoon is a Transfiguration and a Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

After thinking for a moment with the timetable, Sean Avery also got up from the bed.

"I said buddy!" The expression on his face looked a little confused: "How can I remember last night... A strong light suddenly appeared in the dormitory... I almost woke up!"

"How could it be!" Jon shook his head. "I was the last one to fall asleep last night... You must be having a nightmare, right?"

"Maybe!" Avery nodded, then got up from the bed and began to put today's textbooks in his schoolbag.

At this moment, Jon raised his wand and aimed it at him.

At the same time, he whispered a spell.

The other three in the dorm were either lying on the bed or had their backs to Jon.

No one saw this from Jon.

Then, Jon picked up his copy of "Poke the Fog and See the Future" and hurriedly walked out of the dormitory.

...

After breakfast, Jon walked towards the north tower.

The weather outside is not bad, which is rare in the UK in September.

The divination classroom was above a narrow spiral staircase, and Professor Sybill Trelawney lived in an adjoining cabin.

When Jon walked into the classroom, he smelled the usual, stale aroma in this classroom, which made him frown.

The classroom curtains were drawn tightly, and then many lamps were lit, with red cloth covering the lamps... The whole room was shrouded in a hazy red light. At the same time, there are a dozen small round tables neatly placed in the classroom, with two low stools beside each table.

The divination class was attended by the two academies of Slytherin and Ravenclaw, but at this time there were only a few poor students.

Jon took a random seat by the window...he wanted to open the window to get some air later.

"Good morning." Professor Trelawney's ethereal and ethereal voice suddenly came from behind. The old liar seemed to be eyeing Jon, and she walked to Jon's small round table and whispered: "K Christopher Patrick?"

"Yes, Professor!" Jon nodded.

"Fate has made a guide..." The voice said a little raggedly: "He told me that you would choose my course..."

Professor Sybill Trelawney was a very thin woman, wearing a pair of huge spectacles that made the eyes horribly large on her thin face. She wore strings of rosary beads, necklaces, and bracelets that gleamed in the light.

"Of course." Jon nodded calmly: "In Durmstrang, my favorite class is divination!"

"Oh, is it?" Professor Trelawney looked surprised, and she shook her head regretfully: "Maybe what I said would be a little cruel... But for the course of divination, mere interest is not enough ; if you don't have the 'Sight', then there's very little I can teach you..."

"I'm sorry, Professor, but..." Jon paused and continued: "In Durmstrang, Professor Stark once praised me as the most gifted person he had ever seen in a Divination class. student!"

He made up a random name.

"What?" Trelawney cried out in surprise.

"Professor Stark, Durmstrang's divination teacher, the most famous prophet in northern Europe." Jon raised his voice deliberately: "Professor Trelawney, have you heard of him?"

"How is it possible..." Professor Trelawney shook her head quickly, and her voice lowered subconsciously: "Last Christmas... I even had dinner with him..."

"Last Christmas, didn't you attend the Christmas ball at Hogwarts..." Jon thought to himself.

But he didn't expose Trelawney's true face in person.

With the brief communication between them, the Slytherin and Ravenclaw students gradually arrived... They almost filled the entire classroom.

The divination class has begun.

...

"Our lesson today is about crystal balls..."

"Crystal ball is a very delicate divination technique!" Professor Sybill Trelawney said hoarsely, as if sleepwalking: "Since you are the first to peep into this unfathomable sphere, I do not expect What did any of you see..."

"...we should start by practicing relaxation of the subjective consciousness and the outer eye. This will clear our consciousness, and if we're lucky, some of you may be able to see something before get out of class..."

"What's the matter, Mr. Patrick?" Professor Trelawney blinked suddenly, looking at Jon again.

"I think I've seen a bit of the future in the crystal ball, Professor!" Jon said, standing up.

The eyes of the entire classroom were almost focused on Jon.

At the same time, whispering voices began to sound... Divination class has always been a class that students hate, almost most people think that Trelawney is an old liar, so now, nearly half of the students have not taken out their textbooks.

"Oh, yes!" Professor Trelawney looked excited. "Great, try it out!"

"Just now in the crystal ball, I saw three things..." Jon said calmly, "that is, three prophecies."

"First of all, Sean..." Jon first looked at Sean Avery, who was sitting at the same small round table as himself: "Please go to the old bookcase to pick up a copy of "Poke the Fog and See the Future" later , please get a newer book with slightly cleaner pages...I don't like the smell of rotting paper."

Sean Avery looked confused.

"And Miss Greengrass..." Jon continued:

Astoria Greengrass looked up and looked at Jon with a look of surprise.

"Please be careful after you break the first crystal ball later... don't break the second one..."