Chapter 199 It’s all Cliff’s fault

Ravenclaw and Slytherin are at odds.

This is a common understanding among young wizards.

But how can such a small thing compare to the coming Christmas?

Everyone in the Weasley family is having a hard time this year, because the Weasleys decided to take a vacation by visiting their precious son.

As a result, Percy, the twins, and Ron had to stay at school and spend Christmas with the others.

Of course, they prefer this.

Originally, Robert was planning to spend Christmas with his family, but Mr. Chen had another request, so he naturally signed his name on the school leaving list early.

"What interesting things have you studied recently?" Robert watched Hermione take out a thick book, and his brain began to hurt, especially because the cover seemed to be...

""Detailed Explanation of Basic Divination."" Robert groaned, "I am most afraid of this book. If there are no adventures, I will never have any chance of divination in my life."

That being said, in fact, the person-finding magic that Robert has been using involves divination, which at least seems slightly better than another method involving probability, psychology, astronomy, geography, physics and other disciplines. A little bit of magic.

It's also quite simple to do.

First, you need a carrier. You can select a branch and choose the branched end as the pointer. Then, throw it high into the sky and wait until it returns to the ground again. The side pointed by the branch is where you want to go. direction.

Hey, doesn’t it look a bit nonsense?

But this is really divination, a type of twig divination.

Robert's book also records some divination techniques using plants. To put it simply, it is to use oak to cultivate mistletoe that contains magical power, and then use this plant to make a wooden staff. The length can be adjusted according to your height, usually more than 1 meter. This thing is actually a druid's staff.

It's quite long and hard, and can kill an adult dragon (dense fog) when rolled.

Druids can use this staff to cast various magical spells, and even use the staff to point them in the right direction when they are lost.

The method is to stand the staff in place, let go, and the thick end of the staff points to the direction of advancement.

This kind of divination seems simple, but in fact the most important part is omitted, which is the sacrificial words. If there are no sacrificial words, then these divination is actually no different from playing.

If a wizard is a profession that relies on talent, then a diviner would really be unable to do anything without talent.

The entire "Detailed Explanation of Basic Divination" is basically full of such unreliable records. The author himself does not know the various purposes. He only introduces the techniques and does not mention the sacrificial words used in conjunction with them. If it is not in his mind, The book became a little thicker, and Robert didn't know that the lyrics he sang in a low voice before he cast magic were such important things.

"This looks very interesting!" Hermione's eyes sparkled, "You can actually use playing cards to divine fortune!"

Forehead……

Aren’t you supposed to hate these nonsense things the most?

Then, he remembered that this girl was only 12 years old, which was the age when she was interested in strange things, especially things like playing cards and tarot cards, which were said to be able to predict fate.

Moreover, he seemed to have aroused her interest in divination before.

This is out of control...

Robert, who wished he could give himself a slap, was pulled by Hermione and told him what spades represented misfortune, hearts represented love, clubs represented friendship, and diamonds represented wealth.

When the two got off the bus and saw the Grangers waiting at the station, Robert felt like stars were in his eyes, his head was dizzy, his legs were trembling, and his body was erratic.

"Hey? Wait." He shook his head, still a little dizzy, "Why didn't I see Aisha and Cliff?"

The Grangers looked at each other with a meaningful expression.

"Cliff will explain the specific reasons to you personally." Mr. Granger smiled maliciously, "It took so long to find out. Robert, you must not be merciful."

Robert had a question mark on his forehead.

Mrs. Granger pursed her lips and chuckled, and even Hermione snickered while holding the book.

Seeing this, how could Robert not understand!

This little girl did it on purpose!

She just wanted to stun herself!

Robert was immediately furious, "Wow!! You can't do this! What secrets do you have that you don't tell me! Mr. Granger, Mrs. Granger, can you bear to just laugh at me like this?" As he said this, he deliberately pretended Make a pitiful expression.

The Grangers laughed, "Oh, it's not that we didn't say it on purpose. You should go find Cliff. Yes, this is all Cliff's fault."

As he spoke, Mr. Granger winked and gestured like a bodybuilder, "Do you need to learn some grappling skills? I was the best at grappling in our school when I was in college."

Mrs. Granger exposed him angrily, "That's because you are the only one in your school who has chosen this course!"

Little Hermione answered seriously, "Even so, Mr. Granger, congratulations, you are still the Cambridge grappling champion!"

The group of people returned home laughing happily, and placed Robert at the door. Hermione made a face at him, "I wish you a happy holiday."

After that, the Grangers left.

"Haha." Robert sneered, "I don't believe there can be any important news at home that can scare this young master!"

Putting on a rather cool look, Robert opened the door to his house.

Two minutes later, the Granger family, who had left and circled back, heard a roar from the White family, "Fuck! This is unscientific! Cliff, you bastard!"

The sound of ping-ping-pong-pong sounded in the home, and the whole cabin seemed to tremble. The Granger family had already fainted in the car with laughter.

"I just said it was all Cliff's fault!" Mr. Granger laughed, stepped on the accelerator, and left.

In the White house, Robert's face was full of seriousness, as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

At this time, the area on the second floor that originally belonged to the guest room was transformed into a soft and comfortable small bedroom.

There was a thick blanket on the ground, and a small cradle was placed there, with wind chimes hanging above the cradle.

What Robert treated like this was the little life lying in the little cradle.

A little baby blowing bubbles.

Robert swallowed and rubbed his hands on his clothes again. Feeling uneasy, he took out a wet wipe and wiped it. Then, he stretched out his hand tremblingly and poked the little baby's face.

"Giggle..." The little baby was not afraid of strangers. When Robert touched him, he laughed. He seemed to like being poked.

Seeing this, Robert showed a naive smile.

He has a brother!