Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

After all, Trelawney had been a professor at Hogwarts for so many years. As for divination - it was too metaphysical to say, but it was obvious that she had put a lot of effort into bluffing people.

"..."

Harry fell silent, seeming to ponder the validity of her words.

"Although you always point out the problem very clearly and what you say makes sense, as a friend, I naturally believe you..." Harry changed the subject and instantly became excited, "However, I think that since divination exists, there must be a reason for it!"

It can be seen that this is Harry's last stubbornness towards Divination.

Amanta didn't force him, as real fortune tellers and prophecies did exist.

Professor Trelawney did inherit the prophetic gift of her ancestor, the prophet Cassandra Trelawney, but...

This doesn't stop her from being a liar who likes to make some unfortunate predictions most of the time.

Amanta and Harry drank up their tea, and following Professor Trelawney's instructions, they shook the cups three times, turned them upside down on the tray, drained the last of the tea, and exchanged cups.

Harry couldn't wait to take Amanta's teacup and began to interpret it by referring to "Seeing the Future through the Mist".

"Let me go first!" he said.

Amanta yawned. The warm and rich fragrance in the house made her brain feel a little deprived of oxygen, and she couldn't help feeling drowsy.

"Open your minds, my dears! Let your gaze go beyond all worldly boundaries!"

Professor Trelawney's voice rang out.

Amanta straightened her chin and cheered herself up.

"Hmm... in your cup, is that a cross?" Harry said uncertainly, "It's a little crooked, but barely... let me see what the cross corresponds to - Oh my God! You will encounter 'suffering and pain', oh no... I'm so sorry, I must have seen it wrong..."

Professor Trelawney was passing him now. "Believe what you see, boy - it seems some of us have a bit of talent. Go on, dear."

Harry continued to consult the book hesitantly.

"There's also something like a sun on it? It seems to mean 'great happiness'..."

Professor Trelawney interrupted him in displeasure.

"My dear, that's the moon. Don't you see that the upper left corner is missing a corner? The cross under the moon means the time when ghosts come - it means..."

She sighed heavily.

"My dear child, I am so sad for you. You will face dark times and great sorrow... perhaps the loss of a loved one..."

Amanta tried her best to put on a panicked expression.

"Oh my God... this is really..."

Professor Trelawney closed her eyes, sighed, and moved on to the next student.

Harry stared at Amanta blankly with his mouth slightly open. After Professor Trelawney left, he hurriedly grabbed Amanta's arm and denied, "No, I must have seen it wrong... I'm sorry, I didn't think this would happen..."

Amanta put away her pretentious expression.

"I've mastered the secret to getting high scores in Divination class," she said calmly.

"What?" Harry didn't react.

"Just make everything up to the worst, most tragic scenario possible."

Harry pursed his lips and showed an ugly smile on his face: "...Impossible?"