Chapter 246 Is Neville finally your turn to die?

   "It's over! We're going to be late for the first divination class!" Neville's face was ashen.

  Jerry was still asking directions from one portrait to another. As a result, most of the portraits fell asleep in the middle of the night, and only a few were woken up. I don’t know if they really don’t know, or if they were disturbed and didn’t want to tell, they all said they didn’t know.

  Ron... Ron burped, it smelled like chicken legs.

  Slept right after eating, indigestion!

   Just as the three of them were desperate, a thin and energetic knight riding a horse, wearing armor, and a goatee on his chin, appeared in the frame.

   "Oh, it turned out to be a traveler who needs help! Sir Cadogan is obliged! Divination class is in the North Tower, come with me! Charge ~ Charge ~"

  He stepped on the skinny horse, raised his lance and charged. From one portrait to the next. The portraits along the way were messed up.

  Many portraits are shouting: Cadogan, the old madman has gone mad again! Who released this old guy again? !

   The three of them don't care about this, someone is leading the way.

  Neville: "Come on!" He ran up while holding the hem of his robe.

  The three of them followed the portrait all the way to the north tower. Ron was panting from exhaustion, but the two friends were fine.

  Ron: Not good! Could it be that I have eaten less and my body is a little weak? !

  Suddenly, Sir Cadogan in the portrait did not stop in a hurry, and knocked the fisherman by the river in the frame into the river.

  He also seemed to realize that he seemed to be in trouble, and hurriedly said: "The top of the tower is the divination classroom. I suddenly remembered something, so I won't go up with you. Goodbye!"

   "Thank you! Thank you, Sir Cadogan!" Neville quickly thanked.

   "You're welcome, it's our generation of knights who **** the strong and help the weak! Hahahaha! Charge~"

   Before the fisherman climbed up, he rushed back all the way.

  Those hapless portraits were messed up again.

   "Fortunately, fortunately, there is this kind Sir to help, otherwise we would have..." Neville hurriedly pushed open the classroom door.

  Everyone has arrived, looking at the three latecomers who pushed the door open.

   Neville, who was somewhat socially fearful, was caught by everyone's eyes, and immediately tensed up, and hurriedly moved his stiff feet to sit next to Ted and Hermione.

   At this moment, Ron behind him suddenly stopped. His panting hadn't subsided yet, but he suddenly remembered something: "Wait! Cardo..."

   Halfway through his speech, a voice sounded behind him, a female voice, ethereal, slow, a little hoarse, a little mysterious.

   "Student, please don't get in the way. You can be late for class, but fate will not be late~"

   As he spoke, the lady who looked to be in her forties bypassed the three of Ron and walked to the desk in the middle of the classroom.

  The person who came was Divination professor Sybill Trelawney.

  The yellow-brown hair is naturally curly and fluffy. It looks like a big head, but a small face, with high cheekbones, or thin cheeks.

  He still wears a headband on his forehead, and there are a lot of small bits and pieces like beads on his body.

  She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses with very thick lenses, making her eyes look a little abnormally large. But the eyes are a bit straight, and it's quite scary when looking at people.

  Ron didn't dare to say much, and the three of them bent over and trotted and slipped to sit next to Ted and the others.

  This classroom is a semicircular lecture hall, the bottom and middle is the professor's desk. There is a huge crystal ball on the table.

  The classroom is surrounded by curtains, glassware and other things that create atmosphere.

   Among other things, this old lady still has a little research on stage art, performance and marketing.

   There should be a market for becoming an old expert on a TV station and doing something like "violating the decision of the ancestors".

  Ted checked out Sybill Trelawney during the holidays.

  After all, the Salted Fish House is really helpful for intelligence collection.

  Her great-grandfather was the famous fortune teller Cassandra Trelawney.

  She's half-blood, her mother is a Muggle.

   She is a Ravenclaw graduate and a former member of the Slug Club.

  After graduation, she married once, but it is said that she did not want to change her surname, so she finally divorced again.

  In the original book, she asked Dumbledore to meet in 1980 and wanted to apply for the position of a divination professor. Before that, she changed many jobs, but finally resigned.

   And Dumbledore's attitude towards prophecy is very complicated. Originally, she wanted to cancel this course, but since her ancestors had a real fortune teller after all, she agreed to have a meeting and made an appointment at the Pig's Head Bar.

  The result of this conversation was not very good. Dumbledore thought it would be better to cancel this class. As a result, Trelawney suddenly entered the "Second Sight", predicting the birth of the golden boy and the downfall of Voldemort.

   And Snape overheard the first half of the prophecy on the other side of the wall, and then escaped after being discovered, and there were those things after that.

   It's just that this old lady can't control her abilities, so most of the time she is bluffing and deceiving. Just cheating!

   Soon, she was performing on her own.

  First, "face to face", said a few specious "prophecies".

  The very vague kind is street fortune-telling.

  Do you have a dog at home?

   Keeping a dog means that the dog is in the way of you, and you have to send the dog away.

  If you don’t have one, you have to raise one to protect your house from disasters.

   Commonly known as blocking at both ends!

   But it is obvious that Professor Trelawney will not be satisfied with just such a small performance, which cannot show her ability.

  So she has other jobs~

  Start tea divination!

  Since the British began to trade with the East, drinking tea has become the top priority in life.

  So, there is this new technique of "tea divination". In fact, it only emerged in the seventeenth century.

  It is a bit similar to the ancient Chinese tortoise shell to see the texture.

  After drinking the tea, look at the pattern of the tea dregs left in the teacup, and start "guessing"!

  The mural on the inside of the tea bowl helps to interpret the symbols of tea, and there is a sentence printed on the edge: the fragrance of drinking tea, the aura of fate.

  The students here started to drink water after the automatic teapot poured water, waiting for the shape of their own tea leaves to appear.

  Trelawney snuggled up to Neville's table, and Ted and the others sat at two tables.

   Trelawney stared at Neville with her big eyeballs behind her thick glasses: "My child~ you have to be careful with your teacup."

  She was so close that Neville kept leaning back in fright, and his arm hit the teacup all at once.

  What she didn't expect was that Neville's reaction was unusually quick. He scooped up the dropped teacup and put it on the table.

  Neville: "Phew, it's dangerous! The tea didn't spill!"

  Trelawney: Uh... what's going on? What's the next step?

  …

   "Ominous! It's ominous! God~"

  Trelawney pointed at Neville's teacup and backed away again and again, with a look of sadness and fear on her face, and her heart was already full of laughter.

  The tea residue in Neville's cup presents an abstract grimace with horns on its head and fangs in its mouth.

   But how?

  If Trelawney didn't say it was unknown, most people would really not imagine that this thing can be regarded as a grimace.

   But it can be regarded as being seized by Trelawney!

   Trelawney: Huh~ Finally back on track!

  Trelawney's voice was trembling, her body movements were exaggerated, and she had a nonsensical performance style.

   "Child! Child, you, you must be careful! This is an ominous sign, a harbinger of death! Be careful, be careful!"

  …

   Well, by breakfast the next day, the news that "Neville is going to die" was spread all over the school!

  Neville himself was afraid too!

  You all said that I am going to die, if I continue to live, is it impolite?

  My friends are somewhat nervous.

  Although I have experienced many things, but after all, I am still young and easily influenced by the outside world.

  Professors and a large number of students have a "be careful" attitude, which will inevitably make them feel sympathetic. Three people become tigers!

   Seeing this, Ted had no choice but to comfort them: "Okay, don't pay too much attention to it. As far as I know, Professor Trelawney predicts that a student will die every year."

  At this moment, the twins ran over happily: "Neville! Neville! Is it finally your turn to die this year? Two years ago, Lee Jordan was predicted by Professor Trelawney that he would not survive Christmas, and he didn't say which year it was. It's disappointing!"

  Lee Jordan on one side: Thank you so much! You are really my good friends!

  Twins: You're welcome, we'll show off your tribute at your funeral!

  Neville's complexion improved a lot, at least he wasn't so worried, after all, his friends still supported him to live.

  Ted laughed and said, "Let's do it! Let me tell you a prophecy that must be accurate!"

  The little wizards around heard the words and all stared at Ted.

  Ted: "I prophesy that anyone who drinks water will die!"

   After two seconds, Jerry suddenly jumped up: "Ted, your language is so accurate!"

  Everyone laughed!

  As the saying goes: It is better to make decisions by oneself than to ask immortals and divination, to be able to do it is better to be in the body than to recite Buddhist scriptures, to use sticks and boxing is worse than to meditate.

   Divination and prophecy depends on how you do it.

  As the saying goes, three points are destined, and seven points depend on hard work, so there is no fixed future!

  (end of this chapter)