HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"Miss Emery...you're here!" Professor Trelawney exaggeratedly covered her chest and deliberately made an illusory tone, "Do you need me to predict your fate?"

"No, Professor, I just want to ask you a few questions." Till waved his hands with a smile. Professor Trelawney kept staring at her hair, which made Till very uncomfortable.

"No, don't be like this, my prediction is very accurate." Professor Trelawney smiled awkwardly, and then raised his head with pride, "I am a descendant of Cassandra! Do you know Cassandra? ? She is a prophet, a very talented prophet, haha, so am I..."

Professor Trelawney trembled and talked a lot to himself, which made Teal a little speechless, and he finally understood why this professor was so neurotic in everyone's eyes.

"Professor, I'm sorry to interrupt you, but I'm really just here to ask a few questions." Till took a deep breath and raised his voice apologetically, "Can you answer it for me first? There's still one hour. It’s a curfew.”

The Divination classroom is in the North Tower of Hogwarts. Just walking around the spiral stairs took a lot of time, not to mention that the professor was chattering to himself.

"Oh." Seemingly frightened by Till's firm attitude, Professor Trelawney clutched his chest and frowned. Then he became much more normal. He took Till's notebook, looked at it, and began to answer questions dutifully. .

Till listened carefully and asked questions from time to time using examples from his own attempts. Professor Trelawney could also answer fluently. It was obvious that she had some real skills.

Till has a little more respect for Professor Trelawney, but if she wouldn't force Till to drink tea and look at the tea leaves when Till left, Till might have more respect for her.

Thanks to Professor Trelawney's "hospitality", Teal, who received a not-so-good prophecy, failed to return to his dormitory before curfew.

With the system's real-time scanning, Till perfectly avoided Filch's inspection, but it was already very late when she returned to the dormitory. As soon as he entered the common room, Tier saw a person sitting on the small sofa. Looking under the dim light, he looked familiar.

"Til, why are you back!" Mgina rushed over and looked at Till up and down, "You weren't caught, were you?"

"No, I didn't meet Mr. Filch." Knowing that it was Mgina, Till breathed a sigh of relief. She was quite worried that it would be a few prefects who caught her - although they would not detain Till. points, but it is inevitable to say a few words.

Who likes to be lectured to? No one likes him, not even Thiel.

"I was dragged by Professor Trelawney to make a prophecy and accidentally missed the time."

Till sighed and saw Mgina's curious eyes twinkling under the dim light, so he shared with her in a funny way: "My tea leaves are a weird monster, I can't tell what species it is, Professor Trelawney Just say that my future is illusory and full of dangers.”

"She must be lying." Mgina said "bah bah" a few times, feeling that Professor Trelawney's words were really unlucky. She pulled Till towards the dormitory upstairs, "According to Professor Trelawney's thinking, wouldn't it mean that my tea leaves will wander around for the rest of my life, unable to settle down!"

Mgina's tea leaves are in the shape of a round ball, and it does look a bit "unstable" when rolling. But this explanation was too abstract. Tier was amused by her statement, and his somewhat depressed mood felt much better.

After saying good night to Mgina, Till returned to his dormitory. After washing, she didn't rush to bed and rest. Instead, she sat on the edge of the bed and stared blankly.

[Host, you can draw a lucky draw, and you may get unexpected gains. 】The system suddenly spoke, calling back Tier's consciousness that he didn't know where to drift.

Till raised his eyebrows and smiled, leaned back and lay directly on the bed: [You are reminding me so directly? Then smoke it. 】

The lucky draw panel appeared in front of Teal's eyes. Teal, who didn't care about the results of the lottery, clicked the purple button casually. She didn't even take a closer look at the rare-sounding prizes, leaving them all to the system's "secret operation."

【Ding! Congratulations to the host for winning "Prophet (Talent)", please call the character panel to check. 】

【prophet! 】Tiel sat up suddenly, no longer as careless as before, and immediately asked the system to bring up the character panel, and suddenly found the content about the prophet at the bottom.

Character panel: [Name: Tircach Emery

Gender: Female

Age: 12 years old (born July 1973, 7)

Magic potential: SSS+

Potion Level: Advanced (17%)

Herbal Level: Intermediate (54%)

Charm Level: Advanced (3%)

Divination level: Beginner (15%)

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Weared mission rewards: photographic memory (permanent), affinity (permanent), bestiality (permanent), drawing inferences from one instance (permanent), study room (level 1), alchemy (advanced), prophet (talent)

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[Prophets have the innate ability to see into the future and make predictions through dreams, the shape of tea leaves, tarot cards or crystal balls. 】

[Because the host is not a natural prophet, in the next week, the system will initiate measures to slowly integrate the host and the prophet (talent). Adverse reactions may occur, such as dizziness, fatigue, and vomiting...]

【stop! If you keep talking, I may not really want this talent. ] Teal twitched his lips and quickly stopped the system from giving examples, [I read in the book that a very small number of prophets will have vision. If I fuse this talent, will I have vision? 】

Vision is a very rare prophetic talent. There are only a handful of prophets who have vision. They can see what will happen in the future. When they use vision well, they can make the most accurate predictions.

Now that everyone could become a prophet, Till thought it would be best for him to obtain this field of vision. Predict the future! Even if he didn't tell others and secretly predicted it himself, Thiel would still feel satisfied.

[...Yes, it is produced by the system and is naturally of the highest configuration. 】The system reluctantly handed the wool to Tier's hand and let her pick it up.

Satisfied, Till opened the quilt and lay down, telling the system to start integrating the prophetic talent after he fell asleep. She thought that if she fell asleep, she would not feel any adverse reactions, but she did not expect that the adverse reactions were more severe than she imagined.

At three o'clock in the morning, Till felt that she was dizzy in her sleep, and her stomach was swollen, as if she would spit out a mouthful of acidic water if she moved even slightly.

Tier endured the urge to vomit and struggled to go to the bathroom. As soon as she lay down on the sink, she closed her eyes and vomited. Unfortunately, she had nothing to vomit. After vomiting for a while, she felt like her stomach would be vomited out.

[Host, hold on, a week will pass quickly. 】

Tier clenched her fists and was not in the mood to respond to the system's concern. After vomiting, she knelt down on the ground and struggled to get up to rinse her mouth out. However, she suddenly felt dizzy, lost consciousness, and fell to the bathroom floor. .