Professor of Pharmacy at Hogwarts

However, among many famous fortune-tellers, most of them are good at using numbers, tea leaves, crystal balls and even Tarot cards for divination. It is still rare for someone like Trelawney to use a pair of old playing cards for divination.

Especially her nagging tone and demeanor are very similar to those of a liar on the street, which makes her even more difficult to win people's trust.

Alexis raised his hand doubtfully, ran his fingers back and forth over the cards, and looked up at Trelawny.

Trelawney did not look at him, but lowered his head slightly, his lips twitching, muttering something unknown.

It's a bit like a magic stick.

Alexis lowered his fingers, drew out a card and turned it over - because the card had rough edges, he almost tore the card in half when he pressed it and slid it on the table.

This is a 7 of spades.

Trelawney came over at some point. She glanced at the cards and said in a confused voice.

"Bad omen!"

"This is a bad omen!"

"Draw another one!"

"Wait!" Trelawney suddenly stopped when Alexis was about to strike. "Feel with your heart, feel with your heart."

Alexis glanced at Trelawney and thought: Can I change the future by feeling with my heart?

With this thought in mind, Alexis moved her fingers to the edge and pulled out a card.

Diamond K.

"A man." Trelawney said immediately. "He is very old. I feel the aura of decay exuding from him."

"Draw another one!"

"You are already very close to the truth, draw another one!"

Trelawny urged with a hint of urgency.

Alexis drew another one doubtfully.

Spades 2.

"conflict?"

Trelawney's tone was filled with confusion.

She sat back slowly, eyes blank, staring at the three cards on the table in a daze.

"No, it's not right."

Trelawney muttered to himself, looking increasingly mad.

"Draw another one!"

Suddenly, she came back to her senses, grabbed Alexis' hand, and said impatiently.

She seemed to be in a hurry and kept urging Alexis.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

As soon as Alexis put his finger down, before he could take out the cards, the door of the small attic was opened.

"Alex!" The iconic name and the distinctive voice made Alexis know who was coming without even looking.

"Trelawney."

Dumbledore nodded slightly to Trelawney, then turned to Alexis.

"I'm sorry, Trelawney, but I have to interrupt your conversation. There is something very important."

Trelawney seemed to have regained some of her senses. She acted completely different from before. She sat there quietly, nodded slightly to Dumbledore, and even had a smile on her face - although the smile matched her He looks very attractive behind his messy hair and big, thick glasses.

Alexis looked back at Trelawney and saw that there was nothing wrong with her, so she could only stand up and leave the small attic with Dumbledore.

Back in the principal's office, Alexis sat down by herself and asked, "What's the matter?"

Since the beginning of school, he has rarely come to the principal's office, especially since Alexis sent two werewolves last time.

As soon as he appeared at this time, he was immediately greeted by the enthusiastic Phineas.

Valley</span> "Little Alexis!"

Phineas stood up from the ground and ran all the way from the center to the picture frame closest to Alexis.

"How about telling you a secret and exchanging information about a member of the Black family?"

Sirius Black is the only remaining member of the Black family, Narcissa belongs to the Malfoy family, and Andromeda belongs to Tonks.Only Sirius Black still belonged to Black.

Alexis suppressed a laugh and shook her head, "No, I'm not interested in your secrets."

"However, I'm curious -" Alexis looked Phineas up and down, "Where did you get such a thatch?"

"It seems like several times. Where did you go?"

Phineas immediately pretended to be deaf and dumb, pretending not to hear Alexis's question, and started arguing with the portrait that he had occupied the magpie's nest.

Alexis looked away, smiling to herself.

He had seen a painting in Blake's old house. It seemed to be an autumn harvest landscape, with gold everywhere in the painting.

"see this."

Dumbledore's voice interrupted Alexis's memories, and an envelope with reddish-brown spots was handed into his hands.

Glancing up at Dumbledore, Alexis reached out and took the envelope.

He didn't open it immediately, but turned the envelope over.

On the back of the envelope, there was a large reddish-brown mark, as if it had been soaked in blood.

He noticed something was wrong as soon as he took it. The back of the envelope was uneven, full of grain, and had a faint fishy smell.

Looking up at Dumbledore again, Alexis was a little confused as to how such a letter got into Dumbledore's hands.

Of course, he was more curious about what was written in the letter.

Was it a miserable person who had been oppressed by Dumbledore who finally couldn't resist and sent a threatening letter to Dumbledore?

Or was it just a prank?

Two of the world's most mischievous brothers are at Hogwarts.

With this in mind, Alexis opened the envelope - the envelope had already been cut open, and it seemed that Dumbledore had already read the contents inside.

"Horace Slughorn was once the Potions Master at Hogwarts."

Dumbledore said.

"Potions?" Alexis looked away from the letter and asked in surprise, "Snape?"

In fact, the letter paper is not very attractive. The blood stains on it have long dried up and covered a large area of ​​the letter paper, but even if there were no blood stains, it would be of no use.Because there is nothing on it except the signatures of "Horace Slughorn" and "Headmaster Albus Dumbledore".

Instead of guessing the meaning of the letter, it is better to listen to Dumbledore's stories about the past.

"Yes," Dumbledore nodded. "Before Snape, Potions was taught by him."

Alexis nodded and asked doubtfully, "But if that's the case, why don't I have any impression of him at all?"

"If this Professor Slughorn was Snape's previous Potions professor, then he should have taught Snape and me. Why don't I have any impression of him?"

Dumbledore looked deeply at Alexis and did not answer his question.

"When Voldemort led the Death Eaters to launch a war, Mr. Slughorn suddenly resigned and disappeared. There has been no news from him in these years—"

"Hey!" Alexis slapped the table dissatisfiedly, "You haven't told me yet why I have no impression of him."

"I suddenly received this letter yesterday. He may be in danger——"

"Dumbledore!"

Alexis stood up and shouted at a higher volume, then thought of what Christie had said and sat back down.But his tone was still dissatisfied.

"Why don't I remember him?"

This time Dumbledore did not ignore his question. He stared at Alexis for a while and slowly asked, "Are you sure you want to know?"