Harry Potter and Shafik

Chapter 33 Crazy Professor Trelawney

The first section of the new semester is Divination. Hilbert has filled out two electives before the start of the semester. Lingxu’s Protection of Magical Animals course is definitely a must, followed by Hogwarts professor Sybill Trelaw Ni's Divination

Professor Trelawney seems to have a dual personality, one of which is calm when making correct predictions, with a hoarse and deep voice, and the other is ordinary madness.

Hilbert came to the cafeteria to eat as usual.What caught the eye was the disgusting performance of the "performance artist" Draco Malfoy.He seemed to be telling a very interesting story to a large group in Slytherin House.When the Haro He trio walked by.Malfoy made a ridiculous passout, and everyone laughed.

People went to the first class, and the auditorium was starting to empty.Daphne checks her schedule.

"Let's go, look, the divination is on top of the North Tower. We'll have to walk 10 minutes to get there..
It's a long way from the castle to the north tower.Although they had been in Hogwarts for two years, they were still not familiar with everything about the castle, and they had never been inside the North Tower before.

They climbed the last few stairs and reached a small platform. Hilbert Daphne saw Ron Harry who had arrived here a small step ahead of them.Most of the people in this class are here.There was no door on the landing; Ron pushed Harry and pointed to the ceiling, where there was a round trapdoor with a bronze plaque on it.

"Sybill Trelawney, Divination teacher," Harry read. "How do we get up there?" As if answering his question, the trapdoor swung open, and a silver ladder lay at Harry's feet.Everyone fell silent. "You go first," said Ron, grinning, and Harry went up first.

One of the weirdest classrooms I've ever seen.In fact, it wasn't a classroom at all, more like a cross between an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.At least twenty small round tables are crammed into this classroom.Indian print armchairs and bulging poufs surround each table.Everything was lit with a dull scarlet light; the curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps had crimson shades.The classroom was depressingly warm, the fireplace was overcrowded, and a large copper kettle burned on the fire, so that the flames gave off a dull, cloying aroma.Around the circular walls were shelves filled with dusty plumes, candle stubs, battered playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a large collection of tea things.

"Where is the professor?" Daphne asked in a low voice.

A voice suddenly came from the shadows, it was a soft and indistinct voice.

"Welcome," said the voice. "It's good to see you in the physical world at last."

They clearly saw Professor Sybill Trelawney
They saw that she was very thin; her large spectacles magnified her eyes several times, she wore a glistening shawl like sheer sheer gauze, her long thin neck was hung with numerous necklaces and beads, her arms He and his hands wear bracelets and rings, and their hair is tied like a lion.

"Sit, my child, sit," she said, and they all scrambled awkwardly into the armchairs or sank into the bulging cushions.Daphne and Hilbert sat at the same round table.

On their table was a teacup with only tea leaves.

"Welcome to Divination," said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. "I am Professor Trelawney, and you may not have met me before. The hustle and bustle of school life blurs my day."

No one said anything about such an unusual declaration.Professor Trelawney carefully rearranged the shawl, and continued: "You have taken Divination, which is the most difficult of all magical arts. I must warn you from the beginning: if you do not have 'sight ’, then there is very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this respect.”

"This semester we're going to learn how to use tea leaves to predict the future!"

She walked towards Simo slowly, touched his head with her hands, and said, "First of all, you should broaden your thinking and widen your vision!"

"It's just gibberish!" Hermione's voice came from behind Hilbert.

"Many witches and wizards, for all their genius at banging, smelling, and suddenly invisibility, cannot see through the fog into the future," continued Professor Trelawney, her enormous glowing eyes emerging from This face turns to that face. "There are only a few people with this kind of natural talent. You, boy," she said suddenly to Neville, who nearly fell off his cushion, "how is your grandma?"

"I suppose so," said Neville, trembling.

"I wouldn't be so sure if I were you, dear. Give me the cup, oh! sorry!" said Professor Trelawney, firelight flickering on her long emerald earrings.Neville was out of breath.Professor Trelawney continued calmly: "This year we study the basics of divination. The first term is devoted to reading tea leaves. Next term we should be studying palmistry. By the way, my dear," she Suddenly said to Parvati Patil, "Beware of red-haired men." The eyes of the whole class were instantly focused on Ron.

Parvati gave Ron a frightened look, who was sitting right behind her.Parvati moved her chair a little further away from Ron.

"During the summer term," continued Professor Trelawney, "we'll be learning to look at a crystal ball—if we've done our omens of fire. Incidentally, in February, a nasty flu will force classes to close. I Losing my own voice. Around Easter, one of us will leave us forever."

There was a tense silence in the room after she said this, but Professor Trelawney seemed oblivious to it.

"I think, darling," she said to Lavender Brown, the closest she sat, cowering in her chair, "would you pass me the biggest teapot?"

Lavender looked relieved, stood up, took a huge teapot from a shelf, and placed it on the table in front of Professor Trelawney.

"Thank you, dear. By the way, that thing you dreaded—will happen on Friday, October sixteenth."

Lavender shuddered.

"Oh! Honey, tell me what you saw in your teacup?" She suddenly pointed to Daphne.

"Well, the cup told me that Hill would suffer a lot of hardships and, blows, and finally become a talented leader."

"Yes, that's it. Ten points for Slytheringa."

"........."

At this moment, Trelawney turned to Harry Ron again.Her big eyes looked into Harry's teacup again, and kept turning it.She turned the teacup one last time, gasped, and screamed.There was another sound of broken porcelain: Nacheng broke the second cup.Professor Trelawney sank into an empty armchair, her shining hand caressing her heart, her eyes shut. "My dear boy--my poor, dear boy--no--it would be better not to say--no--don't ask me"

"What's the matter, Professor?" Dean Thomas said immediately.Everyone stood up and slowly gathered around Harry and Ron's table, moving closer to Professor Trelawney's armchair so they could get a better view of Harry's teacup.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney's large eyes opened dramatically, "you have something ominous." "What have I?" said Harry.He knew he wasn't the only one who couldn't understand the word: Dean Thomas shrugged at him, Lavender Brown looked puzzled, but everyone else nearly put their hands to their mouths because they were terrified.

"'Ominous', my dear, 'ominous'!" cried Professor Trelawney, shocked that Harry did not understand. "That big ghostly dog ​​that roams the cemetery! My dear boy, it's an omen—the worst omen—an omen of death!"

"I think that's the end of today's class," said Professor Trelawney, in the faintest of her voices. "Pick up your things, please."

The whole class silently returned the teacup to Professor Trelawney, closed the book, and packed up the schoolbag.Not even Ron dared look Harry in the eye.

"Until we meet again," said Professor Trelawney weakly, "good luck to everyone. Oh dear—" she pointed to Neville, "you'll be late for next class, so remember to take extra Work hard to keep up with everyone."

"Hill, what do you think the professor is referring to by the big black dog?"

"I don't know, Hermione, I think it might be Sirius Black!"

"That means Harry is in danger!"

"Not necessarily, don't you think divination is a useless class?"

Then Hermione's timetable fell out.Hilbert quickly picked it up and took a look.Merlin's beard!All lined up!

"Wait a minute, Hermione, how did you get so many classes?"

"Just take your time!"

"Impossible, divination and ancient runes are taught at the same time."

"Don't be silly, Hill, no one can be in two places at the same time!"

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(End of this chapter)