The Plane Merchant of Hogwarts

Chapter 143 Stealing the Divination Spell Model

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Just when the little wizards were standing together in groups, chattering and discussing, a voice suddenly came from the shadows, a soft and fuzzy voice.

"Welcome," said the voice. "It's good to see you in the physical world at last."

The first impression that strange thing gave Rolf was that of a large glowing insect. Professor Trelawney walked into the place illuminated by the fire.

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

She wore a shimmering shawl like a thin transparent gauze, with countless necklaces and beads hanging on her slender neck, and bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.

"Sit, my children, sit down quickly," she said, and they all climbed awkwardly onto the armchairs or sank into the bulging cushions.

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

"I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have met me before, because I find that being exposed to the bustling and busy school life too frequently makes my days blurry."

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration. After all, she seemed to be chattering away, which was not normal.

Professor Trelawney carefully rearranged her shawl and continued: "You have chosen Divination, which is the most difficult course among all magical arts.

I must warn you at the outset: if you don't have the vision, there is very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this regard. "

After hearing this, Rolf and the others all looked at Hermione with a smile. Hermione seemed surprised to hear that the books for this class were of little use. After all, she had a good habit of memorizing the textbooks in advance.

“Many witches and wizards, despite their genius at producing loud bangs, scents, and sudden invisibility, cannot see through the fog and see into the future.”

Professor Trelawney continued in her delirious tone, her huge luminous eyes turning from face to face.

"Only a few people have this kind of talent. Boy," she said suddenly to Neville, who almost fell off his cushion, "how is your grandma?"

"I suppose so," said Neville, trembling.

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

Neville was so frightened that he couldn't breathe. Although his grandma was very strict with him, she was also his only relative.

Professor Trelawney did not continue the topic, but continued calmly: "This year we will learn various basic divination methods.

The first semester was spent reading tea leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry. By the way, my dear," she suddenly said to Parvati and Patil, "beware of red-haired men."

Parvati glanced at Ron fearfully, because Ron was sitting right behind her, and Parvati moved her chair further away from Ron.

While Professor Trelawney was still putting on her magic show, Rolf was in the position closest to her, enduring her nagging in his ears while talking about how her spiritual power turned into tentacles and penetrated into her. in her body.

Finally, the most exciting part for Rolf came. He had been coveting this talented wizard for a long time.

But there is still one thing that worries him. What is the field of vision she just mentioned? Do you have it? Don't end up getting a divination spell model, but you don't have that field of vision.

"During the summer term," Professor Trelawney continued, unaware that a young wizard was peering at her ancestral talent.

"We will learn how to see into a crystal ball, if we have already learned about Omens of Fire. Unfortunately, in February, a bad flu will force classes to close.

I will lose my voice myself, and around Easter one of us will be gone forever. After she said this, there was a tense silence in the classroom, but Professor Trelawney seemed not to feel anything about it.

"I was wondering, dear," she said to Malfoy, who was now sitting closest to the professor, "could you pass me the biggest teapot?"

Malfoy looked relieved after hearing the request. Fortunately, she didn't prophesy for him. It felt like she didn't even have a good word in her mouth.

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

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

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

Swirl the tea leaves three times with your left hand, then turn the tea cup over and place it on the cup holder. Wait until the last bit of tea has drained out, and then give your tea cup to your partner.

Of course, you can use the content on pages [-] and [-] of the book Clearing the Fog to See the Future to interpret the shape of tea leaves.

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

"After you break the first teacup, can you choose one of the blue teacups? I like the pink one very much."

That's right, as soon as Neville walked to the shelf where the teacups were placed, there was the sound of cracking porcelain. Maybe he had some unknown talent like Mr. Finnigan, the master of explosives.

Professor Trelawney hurried over with a dustpan and broom and said, "Well, if you don't mind, take a blue one, thank you."

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

He looked at Rolf who was still holding the tea cup in a daze, and didn't quite understand what he was looking at, so he replaced the empty cup with the hot tea cup in his hand and went to get the water again.

Rolf didn't notice at all, but Professor Trelawney was a little uneasy, and his own mental power was intermittently due to her constant movement.

The little wizards slowly swayed the tea leaves as taught by Professor Trelawney, then dried the teacups, and then exchanged teacups with each other.

"Okay," Malfoy said, then looked at Rolf and found that the teacup in his hand had not moved. He was still in a daze.

"Did you not have a good rest last night?" Malfoy asked with a concerned look on his face, and then exchanged the teacups in their hands again, and started drinking tea again.

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

Seeing that Rolf was still in a daze, Malfoy thought he had fallen asleep, and sighed: "It's amazing, I can still sleep with my eyes open" and then turned their books to the fifth and sixth pages.

"What do you see in my teacup?" he said to himself, and then, as if he had a split personality, he changed his hand and held the teacup and said, "A lot of brown stuff that has been soaked."

"Open your mind, my dear, and let your eyes go beyond worldly things," Professor Trelawney called from the darkness.

Malfoy was startled by her shout, and thought the professor was shouting at him, but when he looked for the professor, he found him standing in front of Harry's desk.

Harry seemed to be trying his best to cheer up, but he really couldn't see anything.

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