Overturning Hogwarts

"You seem nervous?"

Quirrell suddenly stopped stuttering, and Zhang Rui's heart began to sink.

"Yes, yes, a little."

"Are you afraid of me?"

"Yes, yes, I didn't expect you, professor, to come to me for divination." Zhang Rui said truthfully.

I originally thought it was just a small fight in the student circle, but I didn't expect that it would attract the attention of a young kid like Quirrell.

"They all say that your divination is very accurate." Quirrell said expressionlessly.

"Haha, Professor, you heard about it too." He forced a smile, looking proud.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have pretended to be a charlatan.

"Why can you calculate so accurately?"

"Of course I have the talent for divination!"

Zhang Rui puffed up his chest and tried his best to behave like a conceited child.

"There is no divination class in the first grade, who did you learn it from?"

"Family tradition, our ancestors have always done this."

"There are not many divination families in the wizarding world, and I have never heard of anyone named Zhang San." Quirrell had obviously done enough homework.

Zhang Rui lowered his head and said with some embarrassment: "None of our ancestors are wizards, only me is."

"Aren't wizards also able to do divination?" Quirrell asked curiously.

"Of course! I just learned divination from my family, and I'm much better than your wizards." Zhang Rui looked unconvinced at being looked down upon.

"..." Quirrell was speechless for a moment, perhaps because his worldview was impacted.

"Professor, since you look down on our family's traditional divination, then I'm leaving!" Zhang Rui stood up and made an indignant look, praying in his heart that it would be best to escape.

"Wait a moment!"

Sure enough, it's not that easy to leave.

"What else?" Zhang Rui said angrily.

"Give me a divination."

Quirrell held out a hand, apparently observing for a while.

Who wants to touch the hands of a stinky man like you?

Zhang Rui took out a crystal ball from his bag, which is a standard tool for divination in the West.

Quirrell showed a questioning expression. He clearly didn't use a crystal ball just now.

"What are you looking at? That was all a lie to them. You don't really think you can get any divination by giving ten copper nats, do you?" Zhang Rui said confidently.

"..." Qiluo didn't expect Zhang Rui to admit it. Although he had noticed something was wrong before, he wasn't sure yet and wanted to test it again.

"Is this also a family tradition?" It means lying.

"Of course, those who spy on fate will be struck back by fate."

Zhang Rui made a saying that is widely circulated in the divination community. Oriental fortune tellers will also say that revealing the heavens will damage one's own blessings, and even cause five disadvantages and three shortcomings.

"...So we usually don't give people divination easily, we just make up some lies to get some money. After all, we also have to eat."

"Why are you telling me this? Isn't this supposed to be a secret?"

Quirrell was indeed very suspicious.

"Because I can't lie anymore. You are a wizard and a professor at the school. Maybe you are also a colleague in the divination world here to mess up the situation. Naturally, you have to show your true skills. Our family is just a liar, but it's not like we don't know how to divination."

"Well, for real divination, do you also need a crystal ball?"

"You don't have to, but I haven't learned that yet."

Showing weakness appropriately is also to prevent Quirrell from thinking that he is very capable and knows everything. It's easy to be feared and silenced.

"I heard that when you did math for Harry Potter..."

"I used a crystal ball to predict the results in advance, and then pretended to be in the stands." Zhang Rui's innocent eyes widened and he pointed at Copper Nat next to him, "I just want to make a name for myself and then cheat some pocket money. money."

Quirrell was speechless. He originally thought he was some strange man who knew everything, but it turned out to be just a young man who pretended to be a fool and cheated money.

No, that's not right, the results of his divination came true in the Harry Potter game.

"Then you can help me divine. I don't want to hear those lies."

"A true divination requires a gold galleon!" Zhang Rui behaved like a little money fanatic, which is in line with his character of cheating pocket money as he said before, and will also make people look down upon him to a certain extent.

A gold galleon was not a big sum of money to Quirrell, so he took it out casually.

Zhang Rui didn't dare to pick it up, fearing there would be some mark or curse, so he motioned for him to put it on the pile of copper coins.

"What do you want to ask? You only have one chance. Keep thinking about this question in your mind, and try to use simple sentences to describe it."

The more stringent the conditions for divination, the smaller the threat from the fortune teller and the safer people will be.

"I have a master, um, boss..." Quirrell is indeed loyal, and he always talks about his master.

"You can only ask questions about yourself. I can't tell people who don't appear in front of me."

What Voldemort wants to know is certainly much more dangerous than what Quirrell wants to know, and the possibility of being silenced is greater.

"Huh? I, I," Quirrell began to stutter again, obviously this was different from what he thought at first.

"Do you have any more questions to ask? If you don't ask, I'll go back to bed." Zhang Rui said dissatisfied.

"Then let me divine whether what I want to do this time will succeed." Quirrell said.

It's definitely not going to work. This is only the first semester, and Harry, as the protagonist, is lucky enough to protect himself. You, the villain, can only take a beating.

But if I say that, it’s me who gets beaten.

"Then don't think about anything else, close your eyes and keep meditating on this problem in your mind."

Seeing Quirrell closing his eyes, Zhang Rui suddenly became bolder and thought about whether to take the opportunity to stun him and kill him directly...

"What are you doing? Why don't you start?" Quirrell suddenly opened his eyes.

"I haven't asked you to open your eyes yet! If you don't concentrate on meditating, how can I predict the results?" Zhang Rui said with a rake.

"Is this how Harry Potter cooperates with your meditation?" Quirrell discovered the flaw in Zhang Rui's words.

If meditation is required to divine, how did the results of the Harry Potter games come to be divined? Harry Potter never meditated in front of a crystal ball, right?

"That's because I know that the divination is about a Quidditch match, and I will be at the scene. What I divination is what I will see." Zhang Rui said calmly, "If you can tell what you want to divination, Tell me, and if I can be there in the end, I can do the divination myself."

Please don't tell me.

"Then continue." Quirrell closed his eyes again.

What does Quirrell want to do? It should be about getting the magic stone.

Zhang Rui looked at the crystal ball for a long time and organized his words: "Well, I saw it. You seemed to be looking for something... You found it... You were standing in front of something... It seemed like a lump. .”

Should you say you got it or couldn't get it?

"You are very close to the target, and you are almost touching it..."

"Oh, someone is blocking you in front of you..."

"...Looks like a student."

"Student? Which student is it?" Quirrell asked excitedly.

Of course it's Harry Potter.

"Oh, the screen is gone. Who asked you to speak?" Zhang Rui said with a disappointed look on his face, "I was almost able to see the other person clearly, but as soon as you spoke, the screen was cut off."

Quirrell asked anxiously: "Can we do it again and see clearly which student it is?"

"No, I told you that you only have one chance. The crystal ball is tired." Zhang Rui shook his head.

"Crystal ball, tired, tired?" Quirrell asked with a question mark on his face.

"Yes, divination requires the magic power of a crystal ball. It takes a long time for it to recover after being used once, so I generally don't do divination for people."

Zhang Rui picked up the crystal ball and was about to put it into his bag, but accidentally touched the switch under the base, and a burst of music sounded...

This is not a crystal ball specially designed for divination, but a crystal ball that can play music made by a toy company before coming here.

Zhang Rui and Qi Luo looked at each other, and the atmosphere made people want to dig their toes to the ground in embarrassment.

"Well, because the crystal ball is tired, let him listen to some music to relax." Zhang Rui looked at Quirrell and said calmly, "This kind of thing is normal, isn't it?"