Chapter 323 Sybill Trelawney
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 323 Sybill Trelawney
"welcome!"
A voice came from the shadows, soft and indistinct, with a long drawstring.
The tone of voice was different as if telling a story, which startled Harry.
MacGuffin looked back and saw a messy gray-haired witch with oversized glasses coming out of a blind spot illuminated by the fire.
This person was dressed in a very strange way, with big glasses that doubled the size of his eyes, resembling a frog.
There are strings of necklaces and stone beads hanging on the slender neck, and there are many bracelets and rings on the wrists and arms. When walking over, the whole body collides with each other.
There was a look of surprise on her face.
"Welcome! It's great to see you in the tangible reality..."
"Professor, we didn't mean to be late!" Harry hurriedly explained.
"It's all right, child, sit... take a seat, my child."
"I have already told Dumbledore that it was not appropriate to renovate Hogwarts during that period... that would have ominous consequences, and now it seems that it has been fulfilled... almost all the little wizards are lost in the gap between the visible and the invisible world."
McGuffin was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that what the divination professor said was that the little wizards were lost.
"Go and ask Lavender and the others... They will introduce you to some of the simplest basic tricks in this class, and they can test whether you have the talent for vision..."
"I'm going to enter the invisible world now, to guide the little wizard to find this classroom!"
She was waving her arms and making tricky gestures, scaring Ron quite a bit.
After that, McGuffin received a few white feathers that looked the same in size but different in length from several Gryffindor girls in Lavender.
After listening to their introduction, they returned to Harry.
A few of them sat next to the adjacent small round table.
"What is this for?"
Hermione flipped through the textbook, but there was no relevant record on it.
"The professor said yes, this simple trick can measure our luck today..."
Ron, who went with McGuffin, spoke up.
"What?" Hermione asked again, puzzled.
Then Ron explained.
——This trick is to hold all the feathers in your hands, then imbue them with magic power, and use your perception to draw one to try your luck today.
"At least three people should try it together, and the one with the shortest feathers will be the one with the worst luck today!"
"Lavender said that she got the shortest feather...she said that she has been unlucky since this morning!" Ron said with wide-eyed eyes.
"Isn't this just a lottery?" Hermione looked surprised, looking suspiciously at Professor Trelawney who was hiding in the shadows.
But in the end Hermione joined them in this little trick at Ron's request.
Obviously, neither the game nor the subject mattered to Hermione.
Two or three times she drew the shortest feather.
"Humph!"
Hermione stared suspiciously at the three in front of her, "Could it be that you guys cheated?"
"What's the matter?" Ron groaned hastily.
Suddenly,
"welcome!"
Then a large group of young wizards came in pushing and shouting.
Leading in front was the thoughtless Sir Nick. After greeting Professor Sybill Trelawney with a sad face, he plunged into the ground and disappeared.
"Okay, children, sit down... I'm Professor Sybill Trelawney, your divination professor!"
Professor Trelawney finally came out from behind a shelf next to the fireplace, carrying a small armchair, her voice still astonished.
When everyone has found their own small round table, form a group in twos and threes and sit down.
Professor Trelawney continued, "Welcome to Divination!"
"Maybe you haven't seen me, that's because I found that too much contact with the mortal things in the tangible world will affect my third eye and inspiration..."
"Keep this in mind, if you want to be a good fortuneteller, you have to get rid of the hustle and bustle of the world... The best way is to live alone... by yourself, so that no one will affect your feelings about the future..."
This is unusual, and if you show off with a long accent, you are welcomed by some young wizards.
Especially Neville, who clutched those white feathers tightly in his hand, stared at Professor Trelawney fidgetingly with wide-eyed eyes.
The professor enjoyed this atmosphere very much. She stood up and walked over to look at the expressions of every little wizard, bragging about the difficulty and mystery of this course, and the talents required.
"I want to warn you that divination class is the most difficult class among all magical arts. It has no trace, cannot be trained, and is supported by talent. The talented will be famous in history, and the elm will be teased and misled by fate, and finally commit suicide."
"If you don't have talent in this area, don't have 'sight', Tianmu,... have no inspiration, then I can give you very little. Even if you have learned all the books, you have only made such a small progress in this course..."
Professor Trelawney compared it with her fingers, and it was not the size of a date stone.
"Many wizards and witches have outstanding talents in potions, spells, and transformations. They can move instantly, explode, emit light and sound... But they can't see through the fog to see the future. Even if they occasionally see fragments of the future, they can't distinguish useful information..."
As she spoke, she stared at the face of the little wizard one by one, as if predicting something,
Sighing from time to time, happy, sad, fear... the expression on the face is changeable.
In just a few paragraphs, most of the little wizards were attracted. .
McGuffin looked at Professor Sybill Trelawney with great interest,
It's just such a simple teaching method. Although she can't see any real skills in prophecy, she is undoubtedly not as old-fashioned or stupid as in the original book.
After Professor Trelawney made a few small prophecies, scaring Neville and a little Gryffindor witch to death, he finally started the lessons of this lesson.
"This year we learn various basic divination methods..."
"Let me explain in advance... There will be a high probability that some of you will not spend too much energy on this course. This is wise, and I agree."
Trelawney's jeweled necklace and earrings flickered in the firelight.
"But divination is one of the most basic skills of a wizard. You must know a little bit. Only then can you escape from desperation when fate gives you hints."
"I will not entrust you with those dangerous internal organ divinations, or undead divinations, or even outland divinations... This will disturb your normal destiny, damage your brain and magic power, and will closely connect you with another world... This is extremely dangerous!"
"This semester and the next semester, I will teach you the simplest tea divination and how to learn to look at a crystal ball. Of course, this is when you at least understand the signs of flames..."
"Unfortunately, in February a nasty flu will force classes to close and I'll lose my voice myself..."
After Trelawney frightened everyone again, she finally started the formal lecture.
"I thought, dear, can you pass me the biggest teapot?"
Lavender Brown was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and handed the huge teapot on the shelf next to him to Professor Trelawney.
The teapot has a blue cloisonne pattern, and it is carved with a picture of a wizard fighting a huge fire dragon.
After scaring Lavender again, the professor returned to the small armchair in front of the fireplace, sat down leaning on it, and lifted the lid of the huge teapot.
The big copper pot on the stove automatically sprayed streams of translucent red tea into the tea pot.
In an instant, a strong, greasy tea scent began to permeate the entire classroom.
"Okay, you divide into two groups. Get the tea cups from the shelf where the teapot used to be, come to me, and I will pour tea into your cups."
"After returning to the seat, drink up the tea, when only the tea leaves are left, shake the teacup three times and put it upside down on the saucer..."
"Finally, let your partner start to interpret. You can use the fifth and sixth pages of the book "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future" to explain according to the above content..."
Trelawney explained in advance that Neville broke the teacup, which made everyone even more shocked and afraid of her. They obediently listened to her, started to line up to receive the tea, and returned to their seats to drink tea.
Harry and Ron were in a group, and they drank the scalding tea in a hurry.
MacGuffin was in a group with Hermione and Neville (after he broke the teacup and received the tea again, everyone formed a team, and he could only be in a group with Hermione and MacGuffin).
McGuffin picked up the teacup, looking dazed, not because he was sleepy from the strong aroma, but because he hadn't drank tea like this for a long time, and he didn't expect to drink tea like this in a magic school.
He blew on it a few times, pretended to shake the lid of the teacup, and then took a small sip.
McGuffin originally planned to let the tea flow around the tip of his tongue.
but……
What kind of tea is this!
I want to compare with what I remember, it's just...just...
He almost spit out.
It was only then that McGuffin remembered and saw that it was not tea leaves, but some tea dregs.
Egg!
McGuffin took a few breaths angrily and waited for the tea to cool down.
It wasn't until Professor Trelawney began to comment on the prophecies of those little wizards between the small round tables in the classroom that he poured the tea into his throat impatiently and swallowed it in one gulp.
With Hermione rolling her eyes, she hastily used her magic power to shake the teacup a few times, turned it over, and handed the teacup to Neville. (Neville's teacup was given to Hermione, and Hermione's was given to MacGuffin)
Professor Trelawney had come to Ron and Harry, and the two nervously began to flip through their divination textbooks.
Harry muttered, "Um, this is... the sun, and the moon... which means you will be unlucky and happy... What the hell is this?"
"Ron, you look like you're going to go through trials and tribulations..."
Ron suppressed a laugh, then spun around Harry's teacup, "What's this? Gold? Harry, you're going to pick up money..."
"...an animal, a sheep or a hippopotamus..."
Harry chuckled.
"let me see!"
McGuffin watched Professor Trelawney staring at Harry, hurried over and snatched the teacup from Ron's hand, "Well, let me see a falcon... It seems that you have an enemy, a predator..."
When McGuffin stared at Professor Trelawney's expression, trying to see from the old witch whether she was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to hide her abilities.
"McGuffin! Look at my teacup first..." Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and urged him loudly.
McGuffin felt that he had done nothing wrong, and that most of Hermione's anger was probably due to the course and Professor Trelawney's teaching methods.
He always felt as if Hermione was deliberately disturbing Trelawney so loudly to express her disapproval.
"Oh fine!"
McGuffin looked away and turned Hermione's teacup slightly.
"It looks like... a long way, Hermione, you seem to be leaving from here!"
"What did you say?" This infuriated me even more.
It sounded like she had been kicked out of Hogwarts.
McGuffin hurriedly explained: "Hermione, you just left this course!"
At this time, Professor Trelawney was prophesying to Harry that he had a big bad omen, the worst bad omen.
"This is unknown..." Her expression and voice were very dramatic, she screamed loudly, or whispered softly, which frightened all the little wizards, and they came closer nervously, wanting to look at Harry's teacup.
Harry's face froze even more, and his body remained motionless.
But all of this was broken by the loud argument between McGuffin and Hermione.
"Son, dear boy... what are you doing?"
Professor Trelawney turned and stared at McGuffin angrily.
"I feel that your eyes have been blinded by the turmoil of the world...Let me hear what your words prophesied?"
McGuffin cleared his throat and looked at the tea leaves again.
—He thought it was a good time to test the old witch.
"let me see……"
"Well, a pillow... which means, ha! Hermione, you're going to be sleep deprived for the next year!"
"You're going to lose sleep! Hermione!"
All the little wizards roared with laughter, even Harry grinned after being 'intimidated' just now.
In fact, what McGuffin said was the truth——Hermione will be very tired in the next year because of the Time Turner and Master Master courses.
I don't know if Trelawney can predict whether all this is true or false?
"It's fun! It's fun!"
McGuffin's words made Professor Trelawney angry,
"I have seen many naughty little wizards. Some of them have become famous wizards, and some have become directors of various departments of the Ministry of Magic, but most of them have now become ordinary people, troubled by the world..."
"...Unknown!" She raised her voice sharply.
"Son! Let me see what future and destiny you have!"
Sybill Trelawney turned to Neville and asked what he saw.
"me……"
Neville was at a loss for words.
"t-professor, I-I can't find..."
With a frustrated expression on his face, he handed the teacup to the professor tremblingly, almost crying.
"Don't be upset when I say that, my dear, I found that you guys are not suitable for this course, you don't have this kind of Celestial Eye...the acceptance of the future is very poor...very...very..."
Professor Trelawney took the teacup and casually looked at McGuffin and Hermione, but before they finished speaking, he glanced at McGuffin's teacup, his tongue became a little knotted, and he couldn't speak.
Harry carefully straightened up, bent his knees and looked...
"No wonder Neville can't see anything... It's so strange that he can!"
——I saw that all the tea leaves in MacGuffin's teacup gathered together and became a ball sticking to the ground of the teacup.
(End of this chapter)
"welcome!"
A voice came from the shadows, soft and indistinct, with a long drawstring.
The tone of voice was different as if telling a story, which startled Harry.
MacGuffin looked back and saw a messy gray-haired witch with oversized glasses coming out of a blind spot illuminated by the fire.
This person was dressed in a very strange way, with big glasses that doubled the size of his eyes, resembling a frog.
There are strings of necklaces and stone beads hanging on the slender neck, and there are many bracelets and rings on the wrists and arms. When walking over, the whole body collides with each other.
There was a look of surprise on her face.
"Welcome! It's great to see you in the tangible reality..."
"Professor, we didn't mean to be late!" Harry hurriedly explained.
"It's all right, child, sit... take a seat, my child."
"I have already told Dumbledore that it was not appropriate to renovate Hogwarts during that period... that would have ominous consequences, and now it seems that it has been fulfilled... almost all the little wizards are lost in the gap between the visible and the invisible world."
McGuffin was stunned for a few seconds before realizing that what the divination professor said was that the little wizards were lost.
"Go and ask Lavender and the others... They will introduce you to some of the simplest basic tricks in this class, and they can test whether you have the talent for vision..."
"I'm going to enter the invisible world now, to guide the little wizard to find this classroom!"
She was waving her arms and making tricky gestures, scaring Ron quite a bit.
After that, McGuffin received a few white feathers that looked the same in size but different in length from several Gryffindor girls in Lavender.
After listening to their introduction, they returned to Harry.
A few of them sat next to the adjacent small round table.
"What is this for?"
Hermione flipped through the textbook, but there was no relevant record on it.
"The professor said yes, this simple trick can measure our luck today..."
Ron, who went with McGuffin, spoke up.
"What?" Hermione asked again, puzzled.
Then Ron explained.
——This trick is to hold all the feathers in your hands, then imbue them with magic power, and use your perception to draw one to try your luck today.
"At least three people should try it together, and the one with the shortest feathers will be the one with the worst luck today!"
"Lavender said that she got the shortest feather...she said that she has been unlucky since this morning!" Ron said with wide-eyed eyes.
"Isn't this just a lottery?" Hermione looked surprised, looking suspiciously at Professor Trelawney who was hiding in the shadows.
But in the end Hermione joined them in this little trick at Ron's request.
Obviously, neither the game nor the subject mattered to Hermione.
Two or three times she drew the shortest feather.
"Humph!"
Hermione stared suspiciously at the three in front of her, "Could it be that you guys cheated?"
"What's the matter?" Ron groaned hastily.
Suddenly,
"welcome!"
Then a large group of young wizards came in pushing and shouting.
Leading in front was the thoughtless Sir Nick. After greeting Professor Sybill Trelawney with a sad face, he plunged into the ground and disappeared.
"Okay, children, sit down... I'm Professor Sybill Trelawney, your divination professor!"
Professor Trelawney finally came out from behind a shelf next to the fireplace, carrying a small armchair, her voice still astonished.
When everyone has found their own small round table, form a group in twos and threes and sit down.
Professor Trelawney continued, "Welcome to Divination!"
"Maybe you haven't seen me, that's because I found that too much contact with the mortal things in the tangible world will affect my third eye and inspiration..."
"Keep this in mind, if you want to be a good fortuneteller, you have to get rid of the hustle and bustle of the world... The best way is to live alone... by yourself, so that no one will affect your feelings about the future..."
This is unusual, and if you show off with a long accent, you are welcomed by some young wizards.
Especially Neville, who clutched those white feathers tightly in his hand, stared at Professor Trelawney fidgetingly with wide-eyed eyes.
The professor enjoyed this atmosphere very much. She stood up and walked over to look at the expressions of every little wizard, bragging about the difficulty and mystery of this course, and the talents required.
"I want to warn you that divination class is the most difficult class among all magical arts. It has no trace, cannot be trained, and is supported by talent. The talented will be famous in history, and the elm will be teased and misled by fate, and finally commit suicide."
"If you don't have talent in this area, don't have 'sight', Tianmu,... have no inspiration, then I can give you very little. Even if you have learned all the books, you have only made such a small progress in this course..."
Professor Trelawney compared it with her fingers, and it was not the size of a date stone.
"Many wizards and witches have outstanding talents in potions, spells, and transformations. They can move instantly, explode, emit light and sound... But they can't see through the fog to see the future. Even if they occasionally see fragments of the future, they can't distinguish useful information..."
As she spoke, she stared at the face of the little wizard one by one, as if predicting something,
Sighing from time to time, happy, sad, fear... the expression on the face is changeable.
In just a few paragraphs, most of the little wizards were attracted. .
McGuffin looked at Professor Sybill Trelawney with great interest,
It's just such a simple teaching method. Although she can't see any real skills in prophecy, she is undoubtedly not as old-fashioned or stupid as in the original book.
After Professor Trelawney made a few small prophecies, scaring Neville and a little Gryffindor witch to death, he finally started the lessons of this lesson.
"This year we learn various basic divination methods..."
"Let me explain in advance... There will be a high probability that some of you will not spend too much energy on this course. This is wise, and I agree."
Trelawney's jeweled necklace and earrings flickered in the firelight.
"But divination is one of the most basic skills of a wizard. You must know a little bit. Only then can you escape from desperation when fate gives you hints."
"I will not entrust you with those dangerous internal organ divinations, or undead divinations, or even outland divinations... This will disturb your normal destiny, damage your brain and magic power, and will closely connect you with another world... This is extremely dangerous!"
"This semester and the next semester, I will teach you the simplest tea divination and how to learn to look at a crystal ball. Of course, this is when you at least understand the signs of flames..."
"Unfortunately, in February a nasty flu will force classes to close and I'll lose my voice myself..."
After Trelawney frightened everyone again, she finally started the formal lecture.
"I thought, dear, can you pass me the biggest teapot?"
Lavender Brown was taken aback, and hurriedly stood up and handed the huge teapot on the shelf next to him to Professor Trelawney.
The teapot has a blue cloisonne pattern, and it is carved with a picture of a wizard fighting a huge fire dragon.
After scaring Lavender again, the professor returned to the small armchair in front of the fireplace, sat down leaning on it, and lifted the lid of the huge teapot.
The big copper pot on the stove automatically sprayed streams of translucent red tea into the tea pot.
In an instant, a strong, greasy tea scent began to permeate the entire classroom.
"Okay, you divide into two groups. Get the tea cups from the shelf where the teapot used to be, come to me, and I will pour tea into your cups."
"After returning to the seat, drink up the tea, when only the tea leaves are left, shake the teacup three times and put it upside down on the saucer..."
"Finally, let your partner start to interpret. You can use the fifth and sixth pages of the book "Putting Through the Fog to See the Future" to explain according to the above content..."
Trelawney explained in advance that Neville broke the teacup, which made everyone even more shocked and afraid of her. They obediently listened to her, started to line up to receive the tea, and returned to their seats to drink tea.
Harry and Ron were in a group, and they drank the scalding tea in a hurry.
MacGuffin was in a group with Hermione and Neville (after he broke the teacup and received the tea again, everyone formed a team, and he could only be in a group with Hermione and MacGuffin).
McGuffin picked up the teacup, looking dazed, not because he was sleepy from the strong aroma, but because he hadn't drank tea like this for a long time, and he didn't expect to drink tea like this in a magic school.
He blew on it a few times, pretended to shake the lid of the teacup, and then took a small sip.
McGuffin originally planned to let the tea flow around the tip of his tongue.
but……
What kind of tea is this!
I want to compare with what I remember, it's just...just...
He almost spit out.
It was only then that McGuffin remembered and saw that it was not tea leaves, but some tea dregs.
Egg!
McGuffin took a few breaths angrily and waited for the tea to cool down.
It wasn't until Professor Trelawney began to comment on the prophecies of those little wizards between the small round tables in the classroom that he poured the tea into his throat impatiently and swallowed it in one gulp.
With Hermione rolling her eyes, she hastily used her magic power to shake the teacup a few times, turned it over, and handed the teacup to Neville. (Neville's teacup was given to Hermione, and Hermione's was given to MacGuffin)
Professor Trelawney had come to Ron and Harry, and the two nervously began to flip through their divination textbooks.
Harry muttered, "Um, this is... the sun, and the moon... which means you will be unlucky and happy... What the hell is this?"
"Ron, you look like you're going to go through trials and tribulations..."
Ron suppressed a laugh, then spun around Harry's teacup, "What's this? Gold? Harry, you're going to pick up money..."
"...an animal, a sheep or a hippopotamus..."
Harry chuckled.
"let me see!"
McGuffin watched Professor Trelawney staring at Harry, hurried over and snatched the teacup from Ron's hand, "Well, let me see a falcon... It seems that you have an enemy, a predator..."
When McGuffin stared at Professor Trelawney's expression, trying to see from the old witch whether she was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger to hide her abilities.
"McGuffin! Look at my teacup first..." Hermione rolled her eyes angrily and urged him loudly.
McGuffin felt that he had done nothing wrong, and that most of Hermione's anger was probably due to the course and Professor Trelawney's teaching methods.
He always felt as if Hermione was deliberately disturbing Trelawney so loudly to express her disapproval.
"Oh fine!"
McGuffin looked away and turned Hermione's teacup slightly.
"It looks like... a long way, Hermione, you seem to be leaving from here!"
"What did you say?" This infuriated me even more.
It sounded like she had been kicked out of Hogwarts.
McGuffin hurriedly explained: "Hermione, you just left this course!"
At this time, Professor Trelawney was prophesying to Harry that he had a big bad omen, the worst bad omen.
"This is unknown..." Her expression and voice were very dramatic, she screamed loudly, or whispered softly, which frightened all the little wizards, and they came closer nervously, wanting to look at Harry's teacup.
Harry's face froze even more, and his body remained motionless.
But all of this was broken by the loud argument between McGuffin and Hermione.
"Son, dear boy... what are you doing?"
Professor Trelawney turned and stared at McGuffin angrily.
"I feel that your eyes have been blinded by the turmoil of the world...Let me hear what your words prophesied?"
McGuffin cleared his throat and looked at the tea leaves again.
—He thought it was a good time to test the old witch.
"let me see……"
"Well, a pillow... which means, ha! Hermione, you're going to be sleep deprived for the next year!"
"You're going to lose sleep! Hermione!"
All the little wizards roared with laughter, even Harry grinned after being 'intimidated' just now.
In fact, what McGuffin said was the truth——Hermione will be very tired in the next year because of the Time Turner and Master Master courses.
I don't know if Trelawney can predict whether all this is true or false?
"It's fun! It's fun!"
McGuffin's words made Professor Trelawney angry,
"I have seen many naughty little wizards. Some of them have become famous wizards, and some have become directors of various departments of the Ministry of Magic, but most of them have now become ordinary people, troubled by the world..."
"...Unknown!" She raised her voice sharply.
"Son! Let me see what future and destiny you have!"
Sybill Trelawney turned to Neville and asked what he saw.
"me……"
Neville was at a loss for words.
"t-professor, I-I can't find..."
With a frustrated expression on his face, he handed the teacup to the professor tremblingly, almost crying.
"Don't be upset when I say that, my dear, I found that you guys are not suitable for this course, you don't have this kind of Celestial Eye...the acceptance of the future is very poor...very...very..."
Professor Trelawney took the teacup and casually looked at McGuffin and Hermione, but before they finished speaking, he glanced at McGuffin's teacup, his tongue became a little knotted, and he couldn't speak.
Harry carefully straightened up, bent his knees and looked...
"No wonder Neville can't see anything... It's so strange that he can!"
——I saw that all the tea leaves in MacGuffin's teacup gathered together and became a ball sticking to the ground of the teacup.
(End of this chapter)
