Harry Potter: I'm the Rolling King at Hogwarts

As soon as these words came out, the whole class took a breath and looked at Hermione next to Albert, with pity and regret in their eyes.

Alas, she was a good girl. Although she was not particularly popular at ordinary times, everyone sympathized with her after hearing the unfortunate news about her.

Hermione's expression was unkind. She always felt that Trelawney was telling nonsense. She was in good condition recently, so how could there be such a bloody disaster?Still encountering unexpected events?

"Dear girl, I'm sorry to tell you, I didn't want to say it originally..." Trelawney covered her chest with a sad look on her face.

She glanced past Hermione, turned her eyes to Harry and Ron, and encouraged: "Come on, kid, do a divination."

"It's my turn..." Ron looked at Harry's tea cup, and wrinkles appeared on his forehead because he was so focused on it. "This one looks a bit like a bowler hat," he said, "Maybe you'll want to go to the Ministry of Magic." Already working……"

He dropped the teacup in one direction.

"But looking at it this way, it looks more like an acorn... What is that?" He looked at his book "Looking Through the Fog to See the Future", "'An unexpected income, a windfall.' Too Great, you can lend me some. There's something here," he twirled the cup again, "that looks like an animal. Yeah, if that's its head... like a hippopotamus... No, a sheep…”

Harry laughed sarcastically, and Professor Trelawney suddenly turned around.

"Honey, let me see." She said to Ron dissatisfied, and walked over quickly and took Harry's teacup from his hand. The classmates all fell silent and watched.

Professor Trelawney stared at the teacup, turning it counterclockwise.

"Eagle...honey, you have a nemesis."

"This is something everyone knows." Hermione said deliberately so that everyone could hear it, and Professor Trelawney glared at her.

"You-Know-Who and Harry are mortal enemies. Everyone knows that, right?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, my poor child, you can't deliberately disrupt class discipline just because I made a prophecy." Trelawney said in a pitiful tone, which made Hermione very angry.

Trelawney continued to instruct Ron on the trend of Harry's tea leaves, and everyone in the class looked here.

For convenience, Trelawny asked Albert to get up and make room for her so that she could see more carefully.

Hermione felt that it was too unlucky to sit at the same table as Trelawney, so she also stood up.

Albert tapped Hermione's arm, "Hey." He whispered.

"What are you doing?" Hermione looked impatient. No one would be happy if they heard that they would encounter an "accident" on the not-too-distant full-moon night.

Albert took out a small notebook and wrote and drew in it, "Eagle, you have a mortal enemy!"

"Why, didn't Trelawney say something nonsense?" Hermione wrote on it.

"I mean, I figured out a shocking secret!" Albert handed the notebook to Hermione and raised his eyebrows.

"what?"

"This shocking secret is..." Albert stopped writing here and moved his thumb back and forth on his middle finger and ring finger according to the ancient Eastern divination method.

"That's it...your father is a man and your mother is a woman!"

Hermione was already very angry, but now that Albert was joking like this, she wanted to throw the notebook out on the spot, but she quickly realized that Albert was making fun of Trelawney's prophecy.

"Puchi-"

Hermione couldn't hold it back and laughed.

Albert felt bad. Hermione still hadn't mastered expression management well. She should learn from Dumbledore.

"Skeleton, you have been attacked again and are in danger..."

Trelawney was talking about a key point, and everyone else was holding their breath and listening quietly, so Hermione's laughter was particularly harsh.

Trelawney stood up, unhappy with Hermione.

"My dear child, you are the student with the best attitude I have ever seen. Even in the face of death, you can still smile calmly..."

Trelawney turned his head, not wanting to pay attention to Hermione, and continued to observe the tea leaves.

Her eyes occasionally twitched, and Albert read bad thoughts from her eyes:

"This hateful little girl always tries to undermine me. I will definitely give you a low grade at the end of the semester..."

It’s better to focus on this tea leaf. This is Harry Potter’s tea leaf. I must give him some breaking news so that I can reflect my professionalism...

What to say?

Yes, Black has escaped. He is a subordinate of the mysterious man. He may want to kill Harry Potter. In addition, Harry Potter was injured at Hogwarts in the past two years..."

The whole class held their breath and looked at Trelawney. She had been looking at the tea leaves for more than a minute without saying a word.

Everyone had a hunch that she was holding back her ultimate move and there must be some shocking news to be revealed.

She turned the cup one last time, gasped, and screamed.

There was another crisp sound of breaking porcelain.Neville broke his second cup too.Professor Trelawney plopped down in an empty armchair, covered his chest with a shiny hand, and closed his eyes.

"My dear child - my poor dear child - no - it's better not to say it - don't ask me..."

"What is it, Professor?" Dean Thomas asked immediately.Everyone stood up, slowly gathered around Harry and Ron's table, approached Professor Trelawney's chair, and looked carefully at Harry's teacup.

"My dear," said Professor Trelawney, opening a pair of huge eyes suddenly, "you have 'ominous'."

"What?" Harry asked.

He could tell that he wasn't the only one who couldn't understand. Dean Thomas shrugged at him, Lavender Brown looked confused, but everyone else almost covered their mouths with their hands in horror.

Harry looked at Albert in confusion, and saw that Albert was still writing and drawing in his notebook, seemingly not caring about Trelawney's "unknown" prophecy.

"Ominous, dear, ominous!" cried Professor Trelawney, who seemed shocked to see that Harry did not understand. "That big, sinister dog that haunts the graveyard! My dear boy, it An omen—the worst omen—the omen of death!"

Harry's heart clenched.Lavender Brown, the dog on the cover of "Omen of Death" at Flourish and Blotts—the dog in the shadow of Magnolia Crescent—had her hand over her mouth.

But Hermione is full of rebellious spirit and courage to seek truth. She questions Trelawney's divination results.

"I don't think it's ominous," she said calmly.

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione, his disgust towards her gradually increasing, and his originally cloudy eyes became sharp and fascinating.

Her slender legs were slightly splayed, and the two compass-like legs supported her tall and thin body like an insect. "It's really pitiful, my dear. I found that you don't have a third eye. In the course of divination, you are destined to fail." It will be a great achievement.”

Albert read the thoughts in her eyes, "It's so abominable, I must give you a T."