I'm a priest at Hogwarts

"Why do I feel like she is a liar?" Hermione muttered quietly, not to mention that her senses were always so sensitive.

"Welcome to the divination class," Professor Trelawney said as she sat on a winged armchair in front of the fireplace. "I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. Because I found that doing too much trivial things on campus would make my third eye blurred," she explained.

"What is the Third Eye?" Harry couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Ron shrugged and imitated Orlando, making a confused expression.

"An innate bloodline magical power that is said to be able to predict the future." Orlando, who has studied bloodline magic, knows that such people either have prophets in their families or have similar bloodline in their ancestors.

"You look so awesome." Hermione's eyes shone, but she was a little unsure when she looked at Trelawney.

Most of the students felt very powerful about such an unusual declaration.

Professor Trelawney carefully rearranged her shawl and continued: "You have chosen the Divination class, which is the most difficult class 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. In this regard, books can only take you so far..."

After hearing this, both Harry and Ron looked at Hermione with a smile. Hermione seemed surprised to hear that the books in this class were not of much use.

"She lied to us, right?" Hermione looked at Orlando for help.

"Probably not," Orlando pondered for a moment and then said in a low voice: "Although sight is illusory, it does not exist. Nico Flamel studied it painstakingly with a master when he was young."

"I hope you will remain silent in my class, Mr. Orlando. Perhaps it will do you no harm to listen to what I have to say." Trelawney looked at Orlando with her big eyes.

"I'm sorry, Professor, please forgive me this time, I will keep quiet." Orlando's attitude in admitting his mistakes is always so straightforward.

"Very good," Trelawney did not dwell on this issue, but continued: "In the magical world, there are many wizards and witches who are very talented in transformation, charms, and potion refining, but they But we can’t clear away the fog and see through the future.”

Professor Trelawney paused for a moment, as if she was brewing something. Her huge luminous eyes moved back and forth from the eager and hopeful faces, seeming to be searching for something, and seeming to be peeping at something.

"Only a few have this kind of gift, you boy," she said suddenly to Neville, who almost fell off his cushion, "how is your grandma?"

Professor Trelawney's coaxing and frightening made Neville tremble with fear, and also shocked everyone else. Everyone held their breath and did not dare to gasp loudly. This was really the effect Trelawney wanted. .

Seeing this scene, Orlando curled his lips. He finally understood what Trelawney was doing. She was a half-hearted prophet who could not control the results of divination. This was inferred from her poor acting skills and the plot of the original book. .

Hermione quietly leaned on Orlando's shoulder. Two hands under the table grasped his arm tightly, seeming to be frightened. Orlando patted her shoulder to calm her down.

Professor Trelawney continued calmly: "This year we are learning various basic methods of divination, and the first semester is spent on reading tea leaves. Next semester we should learn palmistry, by the way, my dear," she Suddenly he said to Orlando: "Being unafraid of death doesn't mean you won't die. Be careful."

Orlando was not frightened by such a paradoxical statement. Having experienced reincarnation, he knew what death was all about. He nodded politely to Trelawney and said: "Thank you for your advice, Professor, I will Careful."

Orlando's calm demeanor was in sharp contrast to the arrogance of the other little wizards. This was not the result Trelawney wanted. She frowned and did not continue the topic, but continued: "In the summer semester ….”

But Orlando didn't care, but Hermione on the side was anxious. She stood up and interrupted Trelawney loudly, asking: "Professor, can you make it more clear? What does not fear death mean? die?"

Hermione's bravery shocked everyone. This was the first time a student dared to question a professor in class.

Hermione's fierce reaction did not displease Trelawney. She glanced at Hermione, and then continued to say in her soft and vague voice: "The Third Eye is not omnipotent, it can only let me see. What I can do is give you advance warning of possible scenarios in the future."

Hermione wanted to say something more, but before she could say anything, Orlando pulled her to sit down. She looked at Orlando with confusion, her eyes full of worry and fear, which moved Orlando.

"Don't worry about me, Hermione. If you have ever talked to senior students, you will know that Professor Trelawney predicts the death of a student every year, but so far no one has died. Do you understand? "Orlando didn't lower his voice intentionally when he said this. He just wanted Trelawney to hear who asked her to scare Hermione.

Many students who heard Orlando's words were in an uproar. Trelawney was also panicked now. She didn't dare to catch Orlando and continue to pluck wool. She quickly changed the subject and said: "In the summer semester, we will study the crystal ball prophecy. If We have finished learning the words of the Omen of Fire. Unfortunately, in February, a bad flu will force classes to close. I will lose my voice myself, and around Easter, one of us will be gone forever."

When Trelawney said this, she glanced at Orlando specifically, but unfortunately he ignored her.Only Hermione was still very angry. She glared at Trelawney. If she were not a professor and this was not a classroom, Orlando believed that she would take out her wand and cast a powerful spell on the man in front of him who cursed Orlando.

Trelawney's prophecy no longer won the admiration of the students. Most of them looked at her with doubt, while a few looked at Orlando with sympathy and concern.

In subsequent courses, Trelawney taught everyone how to interpret prophecies through tea leaves. Orlando was a good tea drinker, but asking him to interpret the future from the chaotic and noisy tea leaves would be a fantasy, so in After trying it once, he decisively gave up on this boring trick.

Orlando noticed that most of the students were just as confused as him, and he looked around while sipping tea leisurely.

As a good student, Hermione was trying hard to identify the shape of her tea leaves. She kept flipping through the book "Looking at the Future Through the Fog", trying to find the answer, but it was obvious that this was confusing and specious. The graphics confused her brain, making her wonder which graphics should correspond to it.

Orlando looked amused and decided to help her. He quietly used the power of his soul to control Hermione's tea leaves to change into a shape. Then he opened the textbook and said, "It should be this," he pointed at an acorn. Pattern, "Windfall, unexpected gold, Hermione, your fortune has come."

"Is it this pattern?" Hermione asked doubtfully, "It was obviously not like this just now?" She frowned, but out of her trust in Orlando, she did not doubt him.

"That's it. It must be right. Take a closer look." Orlando said nonsense seriously.

"Oh, my God, look what our Miss Granger has interpreted. An acorn pattern. Yes, that's it. What a lucky girl. You will get an unexpected fortune. I think it may be a big fortune. Pen of gold, congratulations to you Granger." Trelawney happened to look over at this moment, and she announced the good news to everyone in an exaggerated tone.

Hermione curled her lips and did not answer. She had not yet forgiven her for cursing Orlando just now.