Spell Players at Hogwarts

Lynch admitted that he had indeed lacked a certain amount of attention to the Weasley brothers recently.

Although he is not sure about the recent emotional fluctuations of the Weasley brothers, based on the current situation, Lynch probably understands the reason why his Silver Phantom has not yet had a commercial production.

Chinese culture is vast and profound. It’s not a big deal if learning new knowledge leads to delays.

But the question is, when will the Weasley brothers be related to Shuibo Liangshan?

Lynch is gradually lost among the brothers and good brothers. As for whether little brother Ron will encounter any accident...

Well, as a world champion, there is nothing to worry about.

When Lin Qi suddenly came to his senses, he realized who was behind all this.

Is it the natural attraction of Chinese culture?

No, in the final analysis, it is just a licking dog barking.

Yes, it's you, Cedric!

"Has he started studying the Four Great Classics recently?"

On the way to the divination classroom, Lin Qi asked with lingering fear.

"Yeah!" Qiu nodded not knowing what to say. Although Cedric tried hard, but in the direction...

Lynch did not comment too much on this, but if Silver Phantom cannot come up with a plan this year, Lynch has already begun to consider the specific charter of kicking certain people out of the main creative team.

At that time, the Magic Network News can give such a label to someone.

So-and-so, a betrayer who neglects privacy and neglects publicity.

Sure enough, a guy who plays with magical animals can't do magic research even if he is asked to do it.

How can it be repaired!

Putting aside the daily task of breast plugging for the time being, under Qiu's guidance, Lynch and all the third-year Ravenclaw members came to the tower on the north side of Hogwarts Castle.

Although the divination class is criticized by senior students, we have to admit that the ability to predict the future by playing with the crystal ball does have an inexplicable attraction for the little witches.

This is probably the stereotype of witches in the world.

Prophecies, potions, and broomsticks.

In many stories, this is almost the basic element that constitutes the complete image of a witch.

In fact, Lynch is also very interested in this prophetic ability.

Even Muggles can predict future possibilities through digital algorithms, so for wizards, prophecy is something that is even more visible and tangible.

This century alone has produced several far-reaching prophecies.

For example, Tyco Dodonas's prediction about the so-called Lestrange caused quite a stir at the time.

Although there was a big mistake later, but with more than 90.00% agreement, it is difficult to say whether the purpose of this prophecy has actually been achieved.

As for other prophecies of this century, they are very detailed and outrageous.

From far to near, with the support of the VR technology of the first generation Dark Lord, the cruelty of World War II was exposed to the wizard's eyes in advance without any concealment.

Even if Grindelwald fails in the end, it is just a historical inevitability that cannot be changed by a certain person or organization.

Ordinary people develop so fast that wizards don't even have time to react, so they can only take advantage of the turmoil to hide in the underwater world again.

As for Lynch's good brother, Mr. Nick Flamel, he is also a very outrageous prophet.

Before the battle at Père Lachaise Cemetery, with the aid of an alchemical prop similar to a pensieve, Nick Flamel accurately predicted the destruction of Paris in flames.

What's even more outrageous is that to this day, some people still hold on to the dream that three Aurors can compete with a top wizard and firmly believe in it.

No, no, no one really believes that a wizard can blow up an entire city with a spell, right?

Grindelwald, the god of AOE!

It was this battle that prompted the Ministry of Magic to control war magic.

Although Lynch didn't understand the wizards' attitude of abandoning their martial arts, it was hard to say what the consequences would be if war magic was allowed to circulate.

As for the more recent one, it is the judgment about the Second Dark Lord.

Compared to the first two predictions, which were accurate and incredibly detailed, although the latter prediction lost its sense of imagery, this was understandable considering the strength of the prophet himself.

And it was such a prophecy that was usually born in a tavern, but it took effect on the target of the prophecy at a very fast speed.

The Nidaime Dark Lord fell, not Dumbledore, nor any rebel who tried hard to challenge himself.

Who would have thought that the Nidaime, who claimed to have escaped death, would simply fall into the hands of a child?

Even if you are fighting on the street, you can't fight so casually.

Lynch didn't quite understand, but throughout the history of modern magic, one accurate prophecy after another pointed out the way forward for wizards at the right time.

Although reason convinced Lynch that the so-called prophecy was nothing more than a manifestation of the inevitability of historical development.

But the matter of hindsight, even if it were Cedric, it wouldn't be a problem if he said it clearly.

If possible, who wouldn’t want to use reference answers to solve the difficult problems at hand?

Although Professor Trelawney sounds like an old liar, is it possible that a witch who can tell that the second generation is angry with just one word is really... nothing?

After learning Professor Babling's lessons from the past, Lynch wisely put away his contempt for the Hogwarts professors. After all, who can believe the professor's boring ancient magic texts before seeing them with his own eyes? Is the professor actually an old loli in pink clothes?

Especially the attributes of a vampire. Thinking of this... Lynch suddenly thought about what he should give as a Christmas gift this year.

Cough!

It's time to show some filial piety to the old professor who is who knows how old.

The northern tower of Hogwarts is not far from the Ravenclaw lounge, but as the entrance to the tower, the slightly worn door is indeed inconspicuous.

Rotating up the stairs, at the end of the stairs, a thick stone wall stopped the little wizards.

"You can be sure that you won't get lost here."

Qiu blackmailed Lin Qi without any scruples, but Lin Qi just stared at the small square above his head that looked like a patio with a blank expression.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

In the face of Comrade Zhang Qiu's provocation, silence is a silent resistance.

"So how do we get to the classroom and enter through the wall?"

Marietta tried to liven up the atmosphere, but judging from the way the girl took out her wand, if Professor Trelawney hadn't reacted faster, maybe the girl would have been able to open an extra window in the north tower.

click!

There was a sound similar to the vibration of a machine. The wooden partition of the patio was pulled up, and then a metal ladder with flowing gold slowly hung down.

Lynch studied it carefully and there was no doubt that it was oak woodwork with a touch of gold spray paint.

Although the visual effects of the class are impressive, from a psychological perspective, this scene reveals two words.

Struggle.

As the only man, Lynch naturally took on the lifting task.

The little golden flowers looked shy, and Marietta degenerated on the spot, evolving from Homo erectus into an ape.

After the Ravenclaws climbed up, Lynch climbed up on the ladder.

Rather than saying that this is a divination classroom, it is more like a combination of an attic and a teahouse.

Most importantly, Professor Trelawney seemed to have no intention of expanding the space. She cut off half of it as Professor Trelawney's personal space, so that the already narrow attic became surprisingly crowded.

There are more than a dozen small round tables in the semicircular classroom. The center of the round table is only one step away from Professor Trelawney's round table.

Rather than saying that this is a classroom, it is more like a scene of people watching storytellers on the street.

If the crystal ball on the table is replaced by a gavel, the flavor will be even richer.

"Have you brought melon seeds?"

After choosing a seat and sitting down, Lin Qi asked quietly.

Qiu rolled her eyes and took out a handful from her pocket.

"Next time, do it yourself!"

The little girl looked reluctant, but after kicking the seeds into her pocket, Lin Qi felt much relieved immediately.

Sitting in the calico armchair, it was hard to imagine where Professor Trelawney had found such an old style.

Next to the armchair there is a futon with a slight depression in the middle. According to the basic routine, this should be where the crystal ball is placed.

Should a gypsy pop out here? Then open the teacup on the table, and flying American scythes crawl out of the teacup.

Hogwarts horror stories, never mind the insane gypsies.

Although I don’t quite understand why Hollywood is so partial to Gypsies, when it comes to curses, Indian priests are much stronger than so-called Gypsy witches.

The curtains in the attic were tightly drawn, and the red gauze covering the lampshades gave everything in the room a light red color.

This is probably to create a special atmosphere. Many comrades who are good at this like to use light and shadow to create a strange atmosphere.

The only difference is that behind Professor Trelawney's seat, the burning fireplace makes others look at it and think that the owner of the house is seriously ill.

September has just begun. If you were in the central region, it would be the time to spread eggs on the iron plate.

Because of this skillful operation, the originally narrow attic became frighteningly hot.

As soon as she entered the room, Marietta took off her burqa. If possible, Lynch couldn't even grasp what the girl wanted to do.

A strong fragrance filled the room, and after just two puffs, Lynch felt a little delirious.

On the classic methods of divination by witches.

Less than 5 minutes after entering the room, most of the little wizards' heads became groggy. Although Qiu was eating melon seeds, Lynch still saw Hogwarts from the girl's lowered head. Professor's means.

Maybe you can take some classes after class to improve your sleep quality?

Just when Lin Qi was feeling sleepy, a slightly hoarse and vague voice sounded in everyone's ears.

It was like the whisper of an ancient god, but this time what came out of the shadows was not a tentacle-type thing.

"welcome!"

"I'm so glad to see you in the physical world."

The hazy red light lit up the shadows, and a witch who looked ten years old slowly walked to the center.

Look at this professional level!

Lynch felt that Rachel should be enrolled in a class with Professor Trelawney. As one of the faces of Tmall Group, blind enthusiasm was not the right medicine.

You have to figure out the character design and all that!

With the appearance of Professor Trelawney, the image of a prophet proficient in divination suddenly became fuller.

She looked a little weird. It was obviously midsummer, but Professor Trelawney was still covering her head tightly in the room with the stove lit.

A strangely colored shawl was draped over her body. On her hand holding the shawl, the dark green ring and bronze bracelet complemented each other, giving people a freshly unearthed feeling.

Of course, judging from the decoration of the stairs, Lynch has reservations about the authenticity of these jewelry.

However, this style is difficult to buy even in Diagon Alley.

The most eye-catching thing was Professor Trelawney's large, protruding eyes. After careful observation, Lynch suspected that the round glasses would have a magnifying effect.

This is probably the world in the eyes of the prophet?

Although it seems weird, the mystery of divination is instantly full of interest when Trelawney appears.

Qiu shivered. After being glanced at by Professor Trelawney, Qiu felt that the seeds in her mouth were no longer so sweet.

What is professionalism?

"It doesn't have to be like this. Sit down, my children, sit down."

Professor Trelawney stretched out her hands and waved for everyone to sit back in their seats. At such a close distance, standing up and watching always gave people the suspicion of watching monkeys.

However, Professor Trelawney's major still made Lynch feel outrageous.

Before the little wizards could stop, Professor Trelawney's outstretched hands naturally covered her face.

The big emerald ring swayed in front of people's eyes, and along with the twitching of shoulders, a sad smell emanated from the inside out.

Sad... so sad...

The little wizards who saw this were at a loss and could only stay in place, each one falling into deep self-doubt.

This is a divination class, right?

This isn’t a Defense Against the Dark Arts course, is it?

Blitzkrieg...it seems he didn't choose the divination class, right?

Professor, why are you crying?

The little wizards were confused, but no one could ask first.

"Sorry, I'm just excited. Kids, sit down."

Professor Trelawney recovered quickly. She twitched her nose twice and asked people to continue the instructions just now. This time, all the little wizards were completely confused.

This divination class professor...maybe he has some kind of serious illness?

What kind of fuss is going on with this crying and sighing thing?