Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

During lunch time, Augustus and Lilian Malfoy walked into the hall. In the hall, all the tables of the four colleges had been moved to the corners, leaving only one table for 12 people.Professor Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, and Flitwick were there, as was Filch the janitor.Filch had shed his usual brown coat and was wearing a very old and rather dated tuxedo.

"Welcome, Merry Christmas." Dumbledore greeted Augustus and the others with a cheerful expression on his face, "We are not many, and it would be a bit silly to use those tables in each house... Sit down, sit down! Augustus nodded with a smile, and sat at the end of the table with the two.

"Dumbledore, an old bee, really saves resources, but it's the first time I'm sitting with all the teachers and principals, and it feels a bit strange." Malfoy lowered his voice, and muttered to Augustus and Lilian.

Dumbledore's sharp blue eyes swept over Malfoy, his snow-white beard trembled slightly, and there was still a kind smile on his face, Malfoy curled his lips and looked away.

The three of Harry also arrived at the restaurant after a while, and sat on the left of Augustus according to the seat arrangement. Seeing that everyone had arrived, Dumbledore stood up from the main seat, "Firecrackers!" Dumbledore enthusiastically said, handing the tail end of a large silver firecracker to Snape, who reluctantly took it and pulled it.With a bang, the firecrackers scattered like a shotgun, revealing a big witch's hat with a pointed top, and there were specimens of mountain eagles on the top of the hat.

Lilian thought of Boggart, her burgundy pupils were full of smiles, Snape seemed to have sensed something, his eyes became gloomy, he pushed the hat to Dumbledore, Dumbledore immediately replaced himself with it wizard hat.

"Eat!" he said with a smile to the whole table.

Augustus picked up the knives on the dining table and was about to eat when the door of the restaurant was opened again. Professor Trelawney walked into the hall covered in wind and snow, wearing a floor-length dress like a A ghost without feet floats in slowly.

"Ah, oh, this is troublesome, our death prophet is actually coming to this luncheon, hey, this year's Christmas seems to be full of surprises, maybe, my epitaph will be born in this Christmas luncheon soon It's gone." Malfoy looked at the expressionless prophet with a sad face, and sighed.He and Harry seemed surprisingly on the same page when it came to hating Trelawney.

Dumbledore frowned slightly, then stood up and said, "Sybil, I'm glad you're here!"

"The future is always so full of mystery. When the fog is cleared away, the scenes in the next moment are like clear pictures, which are repeated in front of me. In the future world, I have already found the opportunity to have lunch with you." Scenes, the long river of history never stops due to personal factors, and I will naturally not refuse the arrangement of fate." Professor Trelawney's vague and ethereal voice seemed to float from a distant unknown, and everyone present frowned .

"If the occasion in the future is so accidental, maybe in the next second, you will find that I am already somewhat full." Lilian's lovely face was a little disappointed, she hugged her stomach with her hands, and pouted angrily in a low voice.

Dumbledore's eyes lit up, "Of course, since the future dictates so, it is natural to follow the rules. Let me bring you a chair..."

Pulling out his wand and pointing it in the air, Augustus looked at the wand in Dumbledore's hand with some doubts. It was the first time he observed it so closely, and it seemed a little different.A chair appeared out of nowhere, and the chair spun in mid-air for a few seconds before falling with a dull bang between Professor Snape and Professor McGonagall.However, Professor Trelawney did not sit down, her big eyes were all over the table, and suddenly she let out a low scream.

There was another frown, and everyone at the scene looked at Trelawney, completely confused about what this extraterrestrial expert was going to do again.

"I dare not, principal! If I sit down, there will be thirteen people at a table! There is nothing more unlucky than thirteen! Never forget that if thirteen people eat together, the first one to stand up after the meal People will die first!"

"Professor, you seem to have forgotten that you have already predicted death to me. In this way, I should be the first to stand up after the meal, so there should be no problem. Anyway, early death and late death are the same as death, isn't it. But let you and the one who must die It's really presumptuous to share a meal with others." Augustus had an iconic aristocratic smile on his face, and a subtle tone of voice between his words.Everyone present smiled knowingly, even Snape, who always looked serious, had a smile in his eyes.

"Sit, Sybil, since Mr. Augustus faces death so generously, why do you have to worry about it? But I believe that everyone here is actually willing to take this risk." Dumbledore whispered humorously , advised Trelawney to sit down.

Professor Trelawney hesitated, and then sat down on the empty chair, eyes closed, mouth tightly pressed, as if thunder was about to strike the table.

"By the way, Professor Dumbledore, why didn't Professor Lupine come today? Isn't he also at school?" Lilian really lost her appetite, turned her head to look at the teachers sitting in her seat, and asked suddenly.

"I'm afraid the poor man is ill again," said Dumbledore, motioning for dinner to begin. "It was very unfortunate that he fell ill at Christmas."

"Indeed, but I think Professor Trelawney must have known about it a long time ago. Otherwise, how could she deduce that there are exactly thirteen people here. Could it be that she didn't find out until after she arrived? Since Thirteen is so unlucky, she should have known How could Professor Trelawney, who has only thirteen people left, appear in this luncheon. He must have found out that Professor Lupine was sick." Malfoy had a smug smile on his face, and his words were powerful weird logic.

Professor Trelawney gave Malfoy a cold look.

"Of course I know all this, Draco," she said quietly, "but people don't boast of knowing everything. I often act as if I don't have the third eye, so that others don't I would feel nervous. If I followed the perfect line, then I would be farther and farther away from you mortals, which may be something I don't want to see."

"I see! I understand." Malfoy nodded solemnly, looking like a well-behaved student.