Chapter 445 Chapter 1 Divination Lesson
"Yes... But isn't this too simple and uncreative?" Hagrid wanted to roll up his sleeves and do something big, but this is it? This?
"Have you forgotten what I just said? Let's proceed step by step. When your teaching prestige is improved and when students can strictly follow your instructions, you can let them come into contact with some more interesting magical animals." Yang Tian persuaded.
"Okay..." Hagrid finally compromised: "After all, you can't hurt me."
"That's settled, Hagrid. Don't do anything weird to me!" Yang Tian warned again, "As for the knowledge points related to these magical creatures, I'm not worried about you at all. Whether it's theoretical knowledge or practical ability, you are worthy of being a teacher of Care of Magical Creatures."
"Alright, alright." Hagrid patted his chest and assured, "When have I not done what I promised you?"
After finishing their business talk, the two smiled at each other and left with peace of mind...
The Divination classroom is located in the North Tower of Hogwarts Castle. When Yang Tian and his friends climbed the last few steps and came to a small platform, most of the classmates had already arrived. There was no door on the platform, only a round lever door on the ceiling. But everyone looked left and right, but still couldn't find a way to get to the ceiling.
In this case, Yang Tianke, who was sitting on the somersault cloud, had an innate advantage. He flew up to the ceiling. He knocked on the door and shouted, "Sybill Trelawney, Divination teacher, it's time for class!"
As if in response to his shout, the lever door opened and a silver ladder was lowered automatically. The little wizards who were watching were stunned for a moment, and after looking at each other, they began to chatter...
"Okay, so that's how you get in."
"But if Yang Tian isn't here, how are we going to get in?"
“It’s just magical…”
......
Upon hearing this, Yang Tian made a naughty face at everyone, then controlled the somersault cloud to go in. The other little wizards also woke up instantly and climbed up the ladder one after another.
This is a really strange classroom. In some ways, it doesn't even look like a classroom! In the small room, there are twenty small round tables, and around the tables are armchairs and soft small cushions. No matter how you look at it, it looks more like an old-fashioned teahouse.
The smoke and the hazy red light filled the room with a mysterious atmosphere. The blazing fireplace, the fragrant copper teapot, and the white steam coming out of the spout gave people a sense of leisure. In addition, dirty feather pens, wax pig heads, and rotten poker cards were placed randomly on the table. Among these sundries, there were also a large number of crystal balls and tea cups...
Seeing such a strange scene, the little wizards were confused. They gathered together and began to whisper.
At this moment, a soft but unclear voice suddenly sounded: "Welcome, it's great to see you in the real world."
After hearing the sound, the little wizards suddenly became quiet, and they looked around, trying to find the source of the sound.
The next moment, Professor Trelawney appeared in front of everyone as if she had walked out of a flame. She was thin, wearing a loose robe, and looked a little exhausted. She wore a pair of large glasses, which magnified her eyes several times; she wore a thin, transparent shawl with many shining metal pieces on her shoulders, which flickered with a faint light, as if it contained some mysterious power. In addition, her thin and long neck was hung with countless beads and chains, and her arms were decorated with bracelets, rings and other accessories... This dress was somewhat similar to the tarot masters who mingled in bars in later generations.
"Sit down, my children, sit down." Professor Trelawney's voice sounded again, and this time the words sounded a little clearer.
Upon hearing this, the young wizards sat down one after another. They looked at the mysterious professor in front of them curiously, looking forward to what would happen next...
"Welcome everyone to the divination class." Professor Trelawney sat in a rocking chair in front of the fire and said to the group of curious little wizards: "I am Professor Trelawney. You probably haven't seen me before. Alas, this chaotic world always makes my third eye blurry..." As she spoke, she gently rocked the rocking chair.
The young wizards looked at each other in bewilderment. They certainly didn't know what the professor was talking about. But obviously, Trelawney didn't intend to explain anything to them. She just raised her chin slightly and continued with a proud attitude: "What I want to say is, congratulations to everyone for choosing the most profound subject in the magical art."
After a brief pause, she continued meaningfully, "But I must point out in advance that the most important thing in this subject is talent. If you don't have talent, then I can't do anything. In this field, books can only teach you very little..."
Such a strange opening statement caused some young wizards to be troubled, especially a top student like Hermione. The last time she heard of a course that relied on talent was in astronomy. After that, she really saw the difference between Yang Tian and everyone else. And today, she heard this word again, which made her heart skip a beat.
Before the little ones could express their inner feelings, Professor Trelawney continued her performance.
"Perhaps you are ecstatic about the spells flying everywhere; perhaps you are obsessed with the potions of various colors and complicated arrangements; but it is destined that they cannot see through the veil of the future..." Professor Trelawney used her scary big eyes to scan one nervous face after another... until a handsome face with a smile appeared in front of her.
"You, child..." She spoke again: "Are you feeling okay now?"
"Of course, Professor." Yang Tian replied calmly, "I feel great right now."
"Oh... no, child, if I were you, I wouldn't be so sure." Professor Trelawney also behaved quite calmly, and sighed as if unintentionally.
"Oh, can you tell me more about it, Professor?" Ignoring her intention to move to the next position, Yang Tian asked with interest.
Professor Trelawney once again fixed her eyes on Yang Tian, and this time, there was a hint of anger in her eyes...
