Chapter 146 Prophecy

The first day in the auditorium was still lively.

The little wizards have not yet recovered from the shock of seeing the real Harry Potter. They looked at the boy carefully or openly, and quickly compared him with the image in their hearts. Made a comparison.

The whispers continued from morning to noon.

"...Why do I feel like this semester is so lively?" Cedric glanced in the direction of Gryffindor with an indescribably strange expression.

"What's wrong?" Robert drank the onion soup silently, with Professor Binns' tones like a broken organ still filling his head.

Cedric turned his head and said, "No, it's nothing."

Summers was dealing with the mutton chops on the plate at this time, but he was obviously not in the state. The knife kept pulling on the bones, and he had the temperament of a perverted murderer in a trance.

Only Mr. Honey Badger was enjoying his meal. He was nibbling on corn tortillas, which were round pancakes fried with corn flakes and sprinkled with white sugar. They had a crunchy texture and were very sweet.

Summers had already cut off one of the lamb chops and looked ready to cut into a second one.

"..." Robert scratched his head and patted his shoulder, "Hey, Summers, wake up, you should eat meat, not bones."

Summers seemed to have just come to his senses. He looked at the bones he had cut open on the plate and was still a little confused.

"Oh." He put down his knife and fork, grabbed the mutton chops with his hands, and bit them carelessly.

Robert was speechless, what's going on with each of these? Isn’t it just one morning? Is everyone tired of eating and drinking?

"Hey..." Summers sighed, his breath long and distant, with a sense of seeing through the world of mortals.

"???" Robert was really convinced. He put down the bowl and looked at Summers with black lines on his head. "I said, didn't you just take a divination class? Is it like this?"

Summers finally set his sights on Robert, and he said in a faint tone, "You won't understand...because you don't have a divination class this year..."

Robert rolled his eyes, "Come on, come on, tell me carefully what exactly Professor Trelawney told you."

"She said..." Summers looked a little sad, "She said I would miss a girl..."

Robert blinked.

Professor Trelawney also works part-time as a relationship coach?

"What should I do, Robert?" Summers seemed to be about to cry. "What should I do?"

"...So, Summers, are you going to start having a girlfriend now?" Robert looked in disbelief, "Don't you want to be with books?"

Summers sighed deeply again, "Books or girls, do you still need to consider this?"

Well, you're right, everything you said is right.

"So, you are going to find your first love?" Robert concluded, "Did Professor Trelawney tell you about her physical characteristics?"

"My first love left when I was out of class." Summers looked sad, "when I didn't know it."

Robert felt that he should ask Cedric, who also took a divination class, what was going on. He always felt that Summers was being screwed by the professor.

Moreover……

"Man, you know, the professor said you just missed one girl." Robert handed the other party a tortilla, "If you keep doing this, believe me, you will miss a lot of girls."

Summers was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, "So, you want to say that Professor Trelawney is just reminding me not to miss other girls?"

I think she just wants to scare you.

Robert thought so, but did not say it out loud.

After all, Professor Trelawney is a bit of a talker herself.

After comforting Summers for a few words, he sent him aside and continued to eat the mutton chops. Robert looked at Cedric and said, "Let's talk."

"What?" Cedric was a little confused.

Robert tilted his head, "You have been watching Mr. Savior for more than ten minutes, so what did Professor Trelawney say?"

Cedric scratched his head, "I'm not sure if she's talking about me..."

"Huh?" Robert looked like he was listening.

Cedric sighed. He was a little restless. He picked up the knife and fork, put it down again, and rubbed the edge of the plate with his hand. After a long while, he finally turned around and explained, "To be honest, this is the first time I've seen him. Professor who gets himself drunk before class.”

Robert's expression became serious. As we all know, when Professor Trelawney is drunk, the accuracy of her predictions greatly increases.

"She was sitting drunkenly on the lounge chair, making a fire, burping, and asked us to give her baked potato chips to eat." Cedric's expression was indescribably complicated, "This is the first time I know that there is such a thing in Hogwarts. Professor Zhong..."

Robert rubbed his eyebrows. This is indeed a bit strange. After all, as a qualified and somewhat capable magician, Professor Trelawney attaches great importance to her appearance. Even with a meager salary, she must put crystal balls, teacups, All divination tools such as compasses and tarot cards were purchased.

The prices of these things are relatively high, especially those beautiful teacups. Robert, who owns a small supermarket, said that the Fu country people are really terrible. The teacups used for divination must be made of high-quality bone china, and the bone china used for divination is actually Still need something handcrafted rather than magical?

The props are so extravagant, and Professor Trelawney herself is naturally even more luxurious.

Every time she appears, she will use an ethereal voice to say something to intimidate others, occasionally interspersed with two harmless prophecies, which brings huge psychological pressure to every little wizard who takes her class.

"Although it's a bit strange, she is a professor after all, so I helped her throw the potatoes into the fireplace, thinking that when she woke up, she would get up and eat them." Cedric's expression was a little gloomy, obviously thinking about it. What made him very unhappy, "I didn't know that the professor actually grabbed me and said that I would die in the sixth grade, and the girl I liked would be attracted to other more outstanding boys, such as the junior students who just entered school. of."

Robert's eyes twitched, this prophecy...

"Originally, I thought she was just talking casually. After all, the seniors said that she said that someone was going to die every year, but it turned out that it was all a lie..." Cedric sighed, "But, she was The state was very strange, as if the whole person did not exist at all. I asked her again afterwards, but she flatly denied that she had said such a thing."

Cedric sat on his seat like a deflated rubber ball and asked feebly, "Tell me, which of her words do I believe?"

"..." This really involves his knowledge blind spot.

Robert didn't know how to answer.

According to the established track, Professor Trelawney really made a perfect prophecy, so perfect that Robert even doubted where he had the confidence to save Cedric's life.