Chinese students at Hogwarts

As a popular figure at Hogwarts, Zhang Xiao enjoys great attention in the school.

Hearing Trelawney say this, the little wizards immediately fixed their eyes firmly on him.

Zhang Xiao narrowed his eyes:

"Professor, can you elaborate?"

Trelawney picked up the teacup on the table - it was a prop used for divination using tea leaves.

The usage is very simple, just drink a cup of tea until only the tea leaves are left in the cup.

Swirl the tea leaves three times with your left hand, then turn the tea cup over and place it on the cup holder;

Wait until the last bit of tea is gone and you can interpret it after reading it.

Well - the method of interpretation is on pages 5 and 6 of the book "Clear the Fog and See the Future".

Compare the shape of the tea leaves with the content on the two pages of the book. Which one the shape looks like will be answered according to that image.

Well, to be honest, tea leaves are generally very bitter when brewed, and they break into pieces very easily.

Professor Trelawney said this was a tea for divination.

But Brother La secretly said that the divination professor used all the funds given by the school to buy wine.

The school board discovered it when they reviewed the expenses. They were going to impose severe punishments, but Dumbledore stopped him and filled the hole with his own money.

It's just that Trelawney doesn't know anything.

She stared at the teacup and turned it counterclockwise.

He said in that very ethereal tone:

"Child, my third eye sees great sorrow in you. Everything is being lost, and you will have nothing -"

The little wizards gasped in horror.

Hermione said loudly: "Professor, everyone will have nothing in the end, because death can take nothing but ourselves."

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione and disliked her more and more.

When she talked about Harry before, this little witch with a fluffy hair had been refuting her sharply.

“I said don’t be upset, honey.

I find that the aura surrounding you is small and receptive to future resonances. "

Trelawney's face was extremely long. She no longer paid attention to Hermione, but turned the tea leaves again.

“Although the third eye sees the distant future, we can still see the near future through tea divination——

Let’s see what Zhang’s fortune is.”

Suddenly, her already huge eyes widened and she gasped for air.

Screamed loudly:

"ah----!"

Trelawney sat down in an empty armchair, her beaded hands touching her chest, her eyes closed.

"My dear child—my poor, dear child—no—it would be better not to say it—no—don't ask me."

"What's the matter, Professor?" Dean Thomas said immediately.

Everyone stood up and slowly gathered around the table where Zhang Xiao and Malfoy sat, closer to Professor Trelawney's armchair so that they could have a better look at Zhang Xiao's tea cup.

"Dear" Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically: "You are in trouble."

The little wizards covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming.

Trelawney suddenly became excited, and she shouted loudly:

"Child, this is a bad omen! The worst, worst omen!

Death - Death is like the wind, always surrounding you. "

Zhang Xiao rubbed his forehead and completely ignored the worried eyes of the people around him. Trelawney looked exactly like those people who set up fortune-telling stalls under Longhu Mountain.

It would be even more correct if the following sentence was about "losing money and eliminating disaster".

Hermione snorted heavily and was about to speak.

But Zhang Xiao was already one step ahead of her and said in advance:

"Professor, although thank you very much for your prediction, I want to say - this is not my cup of tea."

Trelawney, who was about to explain it in detail, was stunned:

"Not your teacup? Boy, I don't quite understand what you mean -"

Malfoy had a straight face, suppressed a smile, and slowly raised his hand:

"Professor, in fact, this is your own teacup. Perhaps you may have forgotten that you asked me to use your teacup to demonstrate prophecy before."

The low-pitched discussion of the little wizards immediately filled the classroom.

Trelawney turned pale and red.

The little wizards who had been terrorized by her before now began to doubt the authenticity of her prophecies.

But it can only be said that the ability to adapt to changes in divination is very powerful.

Trelawney jumped up unexpectedly and shouted in panic:

"get out of class is over! get out of class is over! Today's class ends here, and the next class will also stop until I find a way to avoid this terrible fate!"

The little wizards packed up their things happily and left. The class ended half a period early. Judging from Trelawney's appearance, she might not need to attend the next divination class.

Is there anything happier than this?

Zhang Xiao quite admired Trelawney, at least in terms of being tough-talking. She decided to sacrifice her own classes to maintain the accuracy of divination.

This happy mood even lasted until Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class.

The content of this lesson is Animagus. She turned into a tabby cat in front of everyone. There were traces of glasses around her eyes. In fact, everyone has seen it before.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you today?" said Professor McGonagall, with a slight pop. She had returned to her original form and was looking around at the students.

"It doesn't matter, but my transformation didn't win the applause of the whole class. This is the first time."

Lavender said cautiously:

"Professor, we just had a divination class, we read tea leaves, and—"

"Divination class?" Professor McGonagall suddenly frowned: "There is no need to say any more, Miss Brown.

Tell me, who among you will die this year?"

"Uh-Professor, I think it's her this time."

Obviously this question was beyond Professor McGonagall's expectations. She was stunned for a while before she realized:

"Own?

Trelawney has a new trick this year? "

She looked at the puzzled gaze of the little wizard below and said simply:

"Sybill Trelawney has predicted the death of a student every year since she arrived at this school.

Fortunately, none of her predictions came true, and I guess foreseeing omens of death was her favorite way to welcome a new class of students.

But this was the first time she had predicted her own death. Maybe she wanted to give a new welcome speech. "

Professor McGonagall tapped her wand on the table, making a loud crackling sound:

"Gentlemen and ladies, however Professor Trelawney introduces the welcome.

I also have a brand new welcome here for everyone here. "

The little wizards immediately sat up straight and looked at Professor McGonagall curiously:

"That is, congratulations on entering the third grade. Starting from the third grade, all Transfiguration class homework will increase by one-third!"

"Oh no!"

The little wizard's cries of grief and anger rang out in the classroom, but unfortunately Professor McGonagall didn't care.

After the Transfiguration get out of class, the little wizards rushed to the auditorium to have lunch together noisily.

Perhaps this is the happiest moment of the day.

"Draco, why do you look so sad?"

Zhang Xiao pushed ketchup and peanut butter towards Brother La, which are his favorite condiments.

"I was thinking—Professor Trelawney said I have no such thing as a gift for divination."

Malfoy scooped a spoonful of condiments onto his plate, looking a little gloomy:

"Actually, not everything Professor McGonagall said is correct. Professor Trelawney——"

He picked up the fork, but did not start eating. Instead, he leaned towards Zhang Xiao and whispered: "My father said that Trelawney seemed to have made a prophecy.

This prophecy is very important, but my father doesn’t know what it is specifically.

So Professor Trelawney must have real abilities, but today I feel like she is just faking it. "

Zhang Xiao paused for a moment. Trelawny could indeed predict, but it would take more than ten years to cool down once.

Dumbledore hired her based on two considerations, namely the possibility of making a prophecy and gratitude for the first prophecy.

"Draco, believe me, in terms of prophecy, I think you are the best I have ever seen."

"Really?" Malfoy's eyebrows raised, and the corners of his mouth were curled up unconsciously.

Looks very happy.

How can it be fake? Zhang Xiao gave him an affirmative look.

So far, Brother Ma, the success rate of prediction has reached a terrifying 100%!

This kind of person is generally called a divine fortune teller.

In China, people would have to drive hundreds of kilometers to visit someone at home.

After lunch, Zhang Xiao casually found an excuse to go to the big common room and found a small tree house that was quiet and undisturbed.

The warm breeze blew through the Elf Forest, and the green leaves undulated with the wind, like green waves.

Zhang Xiao closed the door of the tree house and took out the time turner from the Qiankun bag.

With such a magical prop in hand, it would be a pity not to study it.

Dumbledore once said that it would create something like a clone, but this clone saw the script.

If you think about it this way, doesn't it mean that the clone actually knows the future? If you find a way to communicate with the clone, doesn't it mean that you can predict the future in disguise?

But the professor's advice to him clearly stated not to use the time turner to peek into the future.

So what's going on?

This is so curious.

In the original book, it was said that you cannot meet yourself using a time turner because you might accidentally kill yourself.

This is so funny. Zhang Xiao held the time turner.

If I decide to use it now and see myself one minute later, then theoretically another self will appear in front of me one minute later.

At this time, both parties are fully aware of the ins and outs of the matter, and there will be no so-called attacks on themselves.

Both parties can also sit down and have a cordial chat - discussing what will happen in the coming hours.

So all time tricks will have problems of one kind or another.

So now the question becomes, what does the so-called script of the time turner look like.

Zhang Xiao's eyes flashed with excitement as he asked questions, faced them, and solved them.

This is really interesting.

So - I need to do a little experiment.

Zhang Xiao looked at the surrounding cabins and used his magic wand to conjure a small blackboard.

Then he took out a small bowl from the Qiankun bag.

With a tap of the wand, a few Sickles instantly turned into six metal dice.

He stuck the dice under the bowl and shook it casually for a few times before stopping.

Then he took out a completely light-blocking eye mask and put it on his eyes.

The surroundings suddenly became dark, blocking his vision, and his other senses suddenly became sharper.

The wind blows through the tree house, the green leaves are rustling, the elves are singing, and the magic flowing in the air is a magical power.

The door of the tree house seemed to be blown open by the wind, and the bowl stuck on the floor seemed to be lifted up by a mysterious force.

There was a rustling sound of writing on the small blackboard.

Then there was silence.

Zhang Xiao counted down silently and unmoved:

"10, 9, 83, 2, 1!"

He pulled off his blindfold, and the soft light pierced his eyes.

It was quiet in the tree house, still only myself.

Zhang Xiao looked at the blackboard and saw a few very familiar numbers on the originally empty blackboard, which were his own handwriting.

1-3-3-3-4-6

Zhang Xiao pursed his lips and slowly opened the bowl that was still upside down in front of him.

I saw 6 dice scattered and lying quietly on the ground.

The above points are astonishingly:

One o'clock, three o'clock, three o'clock, three o'clock, four o'clock, six o'clock!

oh?

Is this how you play?

Zhang Xiao's eyebrows were raised high. Isn't this a disguised form of predicting the future?

He took out Dumbledore's note again and read it carefully:

“You may find many wonderful uses during use, but there is one thing you must pay attention to.

Don’t be fooled by illusions, and don’t think they can predict the future.”

Don't be fooled by illusions.

Don't think it can predict the future either

Zhang Xiao held the note and fell into deep thought. According to Dumbledore, this should be an illusion?

Could it be that.

He stretched out a hand and gently moved the dice.

The round dice changed from 6 to 1.

Zhang Xiao immediately looked at the blackboard.

The numbers above are still:

1-3-3-3-4-6

Zhang Xiao's eyes lit up. He reached out and stuck the dice into the bowl again, shaking it casually.

Close your eyes and repeat the steps just now.

When he opened it, there was another line of numbers on the blackboard:

2-2-4-5-6-6

This time Zhang Xiao did not open the bowl, but reached out and shook it again.

He took a deep breath, feeling that the truth was close to his eyes, and slowly opened the bowl.

One o'clock, two o'clock, three o'clock, five o'clock, five o'clock, five o'clock

Zhang Xiao couldn't help laughing, and he slapped the blackboard hard.

It turned out to be like this, it turned out to be like this.

No wonder Dumbledore said this thing was just a prop and an illusion.

Because the past cannot be changed and the future cannot be predicted.

This is the time turner!

Then the next step is to verify your conjecture.

Zhang Xiao picked up the time turner and put the thin gold chain around his neck.

Twist it gently.

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I'm stuck on the time converter. I thought I'd figured it out, but I got confused again when I thought about it today. Time is really complicated. I found that it's impossible to write something without bugs at my own level. I'm going to downplay this and treat it as Just a simple plug-in.