Chapter 215 Black Prisoner’s Prophecy, Water Sparkling Light Road

There were many big lamps covered with red scarves in the room, and the red curtains were drawn tightly, making the room very hot.

Next to the wall, a row of iron shelves was welded, filled with dirty and broken quills, candle holders, playing cards, crystal balls and tea cups.

"Are you sure that crazy Cadogan didn't lead you the wrong way?" Ron complained after sitting down.

"No, everyone is here." Hermione said.

After everyone chose their seats and sat down, teacher Sybill Trelawney appeared.

Trelawney is thin, has curly hair, and wears a pair of large, thick glasses.

She wore a thin and transparent shawl decorated with countless metal sequins. She had several bead chains hanging around her neck, and she also wore accessories on her wrists, fingers, and ankles.

These make her look like a shiny green insect.

She walked around the round table and sat by the fireplace facing the students. The fire made her emerald necklace shine, "Welcome, welcome to take my course here. You will travel in the world of divination. Here, You will know whether you have the talent for divination."

"Hello, I am Professor Sybill Trelawney, let's go into the future together."

"For the entire third grade, I will teach you the basic methods of divination."

"In the first semester, I will learn about detoxifying tea leaves. In the second semester, I will learn about palm reading. If I finish studying Fire Omen as scheduled, next summer semester I will learn about crystal balls."

"Unfortunately, in February next year, there will be a severe influenza outbreak in the castle, and my voice will temporarily lose its voice. Around Easter, one of us will leave us forever."

In an instant, there were gasps from beside the round table.

Ron turned sideways and asked Luo Bin at the next table in a low voice, "Hey, you can look at a crystal ball. Can you predict who will die on Easter?"

“‘One’ does not necessarily mean ‘person’, and ‘leaving’ does not necessarily mean ‘dead’.”

Luo Bin: ╰(‵□′)╯, secretive and ambiguous. Next year, even if a woodlouse dies in the classroom, people who believe in divination will think that her prediction is accurate. For example, Parvati and Raven Virtue.

It is mentioned in the original book that Sybil is the great-great-granddaughter of the famous divination prophet Cassandra Trelawney, and the first person in the family to inherit Cassandra's gift of "second sight".

Although she appears to be a liar with crazy behavior, she can always make real predictions unexpectedly.

For example, the prophecy of the Savior Star, the prophecy of Voldemort's resurrection, the prophecy of Dumbledore's death

"Honey!"

Trelawney turned to Lavender, who was closest to the iron stand and looked frightened, "Please pass over the largest silver teacup on the iron stand."

"Okay."

Lavender took off the teacup and placed it on the small table in front of Trelawney.

"Thank you, kid. You have to be mentally prepared. What you fear most will happen on October 16th this year."

Lavender was trembling with fear, and her eyes frequently glanced at her spiritual support - Ron!

"Neville, is your grandma okay?"

"It should be right!"

"I don't think so."

After Trelawney looked around for a week, his eyes fell on Parvati's face again, "Child, you must be wary of a man with red hair."

Then, Lavender's best friend Parvati also glanced at Ron frequently.

"That's nonsense." Hermione complained as she closed the book "Looking Through the Fog to See the Future".

Trelawney suddenly opened his arms and said with an exaggerated expression: "The truth is like the mottos hidden in the pages of the book, waiting for people to discover and expand their thinking so that they can look to the future."

"Okay, two people form a group. Each person takes a tea cup from the iron stand and lines up in front of the fireplace. I will fill the cup."

"Then, you all go back to your respective seats and drink tea until only the tea leaves are left."

"Then, hold the tea cup with your left hand, gently shake the tea leaves three times, and then place the cup upside down on the matching tray."

"When all the remaining tea in the cup has seeped into the tray, hand the cup to your partner and ask him to interpret the divination meaning of the shape of the tea foam by referring to pages 5 and 6 of "Parting Through the Fog to See the Future."

"Kids, get moving."

Everyone obeyed. Robin and Hermione picked the small blue porcelain cups. After filling them, they returned to the table and drank the tea in four or five gulps. Then, they shook the cups three times, drained the tea, and handed the cups over. to each other.

"Expand your thinking and let your vision transcend worldly boundaries~"

Trelawney shouted as he walked around the round table.

Robin looked at the cup in his hand, glanced at the textbook a few more times, frowned and said, "Hermione, where did the tea leaves in your cup go?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows at the porcelain tray on the table. There was a small pile of tea foam in the center of the light brown tea.

"Fine!"

Luo Bin put down the empty tea cup and continued to ask: "What can you see in my cup?"

"Emm, you see a pile of wet, coffee-colored tea foam, looking like a square with a slightly darker edge?"

Hermione turned the book to pages 5 and 6. After carefully reading the patterns listed in the book, she said angrily: "There is no analysis of the 'square' pattern in the book. I would say that divination is the most popular among the school courses. An unreliable one."

"let me see."

Trelawney said dissatisfiedly. She quickly walked across two or three round tables and snatched the cup from Hermione's hand.

The students immediately stopped discussing and stared straight at this.

Trelawney turned the cup counterclockwise, and his dark gray eyes peered through the thick lenses at the shape of the tea foam at the bottom of the cup. "The square shape is very strange. We rarely encounter this situation."

"Honey, this is a 'black prison', which means you will be trapped somewhere forever."

"That's a lot of lies." Hermione raised her voice and said disdainfully.

Trelawney shook his head at Hermione in frustration, turned around, walked to a large lamp, and took off the red cloth on the lamp.

She looked at the cup in the bright light, her glasses almost touching the rim of the cup.

About three minutes later, she suddenly raised her head and laughed at the ceiling, shocking everyone.

Cough, cough!

Trelawney laughed so hard that she coughed several times before her throat felt better.

She quickly walked back to the round table, put her arms around Luo Bin's shoulders, pointed to the tea foam at the bottom of the cup, and said: "Look, there is a sparkling road here. When you are trapped in the 'Black Prison', if you find it, you can return to it." Light. Children, remember, water, water is the highlight of this road."

"Remember?"

In Luo Bin's eyes, it was just a brown square. Where did the sparkling water path come from?

But he knew that Trelawney's predictions were never wrong on major matters, so he nodded solemnly and kept the teacher's words firmly in his heart.

"Good boy."

After Trelawney left, Hermione asked quietly: "Do you believe what she said?"

"I believe it. Don't forget, I also used a crystal ball to divine things."

Even though they are all fake.

Hermione was silent. She took out her Muggle Studies textbook and silently previewed the content that would be taught later.

Suddenly, a scream came from the next table.

Then, there was a clatter of the porcelain cup falling to the ground. Neville held the tray and looked at Trelawney uneasily. Apparently, his 'rash' problem had occurred again.