The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Just as the little wizards stood together in groups, chattering and discussing, a sound suddenly came from the shadow, which was the gentle and vague voice.

"Welcome," the voice said, "It's great to see you in the tangible world in the end."

The first impression that strange thing gave Rolf was that a large glowing insect came, and Professor Trelawney walked into the place where the fire was shining.

She looked very thin, and her big glasses magnified her eyes several times. It seemed that she was a hyperopia?

She was wearing a glittering shawl like a thin and transparent gauze, with countless necklaces and beads hanging around her slender neck, and bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.

"Sit, my kids, sit down!" she said, so they all clumsily climbed into the armchair or fell into the bulging cushion.

"Welcome to divination class," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace.

"I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before, because I have found that the busy and busy school life in the ground is getting blurred."

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration, after all, she looked so silly and not normal.

Professor Trelawney carefully reorganized the shawl and continued: "You have chosen the divination class, which is the most difficult course of all magical arts.

I must warn you from the beginning: If you don’t have the ‘view’, then there is very little that I can teach you, and in this regard, books can only take you so far.”

After hearing these words, Rolf and the others looked at Hermione with a smile. Hermione seemed surprised to hear that the book in this course was not very useful. After all, she had the good habit of memorizing the textbooks in advance.

"Many witches and witches, although they are very talented in making violent impacts, smells and sudden invisibility, cannot clear the fog and see through the future."

Professor Trelawney continued to say in her dizzying tone, her huge glowing eyes turned from this face to that face.

"Only a few people have this talent, you! Boy!" she suddenly said to Neville, who almost fell off his cushion, "How are your grandma?"

"I think it's good," Neville said tremblingly.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, my dear." Professor Trelawney said, the flames flashing on her long emerald earrings.

Neville was so scared that he couldn't breathe. Although his grandmother was very strict with him, he was his only relative!

Professor Trelawney did not continue the topic just now, but continued calmly: "This year we are learning various basic divination methods.

The first semester is used to interpret tea, and we should learn palmistry in the next semester. By the way, my dear," she suddenly said to Parvati and Patil, "Beware of the red-haired man!"

Parvati glanced at Ron in fear, as Ron happened to be sitting behind her, Parvati moved her chair away from Ron some.

Just as Professor Trelawney was still performing her charlatan, Rolf was the closest to her, enduring her mental power turned into tentacles and exploring her.

In her body.

Finally, Rolf's most exciting part was that he had been coveting the talented wizard of this charlatan for a long time.

But there is still one thing that makes him more worried. What is the "view" she just mentioned? Do you have it? Don't end up getting a magic model for divination, but there is no "view"?

"In the summer semester," Professor Trelawney continued, not seeing a little wizard peeking at her ancestral talent.

“We will learn how to look at crystal balls, if we have finished learning the flame omen. Unfortunately, in February, a vicious flu will force classes to be suspended.

I will lose my voice myself, and around Easter, one of us will leave everyone forever." After she said this, there was a tense silence in the classroom, but Professor Trelawney seemed to have no feelings about it.

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"I think, my dear," she said to Malfoy, because he was sitting closest to the professor now, "can you hand me that biggest teapot?"

After hearing the request, Malfoy seemed relieved. Fortunately, she did not predict herself and felt that she had no good words in her mouth?

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

"Now, I want you all to divide into two groups, take a tea cup from the rack, come to me, and I will pour tea into the cup.

Then sit down, drink tea, and drink until only tea leaves are left in the cup.

Swipe the tea residue with your left hand three times, then flip the tea cup, buckle it on the tea cup holder, wait until the last little tea flows, and then interpret your tea cup to your partner.

Of course, you can use the contents of the fifth and sixth pages of the book "Putting the Misty to See the Future".

I will walk among you, help you, and instruct you. Oh, and my dear!" She quickly grabbed Neville's arm and pulled him up,

"After you break the first teacup, can you choose one from the blue teacup? I like that pink one very much!"

That's right, as soon as Neville walked to the shelf where the teacup was placed, the sound of porcelain breaking came. Maybe he had some kind of talent that was not understood by others, just like the explosion master Mr. Finegan?

Professor Trelawney hurried over with a dustpan broom and said, "Then, if you don't mind, get a blue one, thank you!"

After Malfoy filled his teacup with tea, they returned to their table and managed to quickly finish the hot tea.

He looked at Rolf, who was still dazed with the teacup. He didn't quite understand what he was looking at, so he replaced the hot teacup in his hand and went to collect water again.

Rolf was unaware of it, but Professor Trelawney was a little uneasy, and her mental power was intermittent due to her constant movement.

As Professor Trelawney taught, the little wizards slowly swayed the tea residue, then dried the tea cups and exchanged them with each other.

"Okay," Malfoy said, then looked at Rolf, and found that the teacup in his hand was still motionless, he was still dazed.

"Did you not have a good rest last night?" Malfoy asked with concern, then exchanged the tea cups in their hands again, and started drinking tea again for tons of tons.

But Rolf did not respond. He was still concentrating on recording Professor Trelawney's talented wizard.

Seeing Rolfe still dazed, Malfoy thought he was asleep, and sighed: "It's so amazing, can you sleep even if you open your eyes?" Then he turned their books to pages 5 and 6.

"What did you see in my teacup?" he said to himself, then, as if his personality was split, changed hands and held the teacup, "Many brown things that have been soaked open."

"Open your thoughts, my dear, let your eyes go beyond the worldly things!" Professor Trelawney shouted in the darkness.

Malfoy was startled by her screams and thought the professor was shouting at him, but when he was looking for the professor's figure, he found him standing in front of Harry's table.

Harry seemed to try hard to cheer up, but he really couldn't see anything, right?