This Hogwarts is not normal

The students gathered around and repeatedly asked Trelawney about the result of her divination.

She studied Harry's teacup carefully, and suddenly opened her eyes wide.

"My dear, you have 'unknown'."

"What?" Harry couldn't understand.

Not to mention him, almost all the students couldn't understand.

"Unknown—" cried Sprout, "my dear, unknown!"

As if she didn't expect that she couldn't understand, she was particularly shocked, "This is a big dog haunting the eerie cemetery!

It's a bad omen, dear child—the worst of all omens—the bad omen of death! "

Vincent squinted at the pattern of the teacup in her hand.

Doesn't a dog represent a loyal friend?

Because tea leaves are dark in color, so it represents an unknown black dog?

Hermione, who was next to him, stood on tiptoe vigorously and saw it after putting her little hand on his shoulder.

Fred and George were not kidding, Trelawney was an old liar after all.

From the beginning to the end, it was always a godsend, and it was a psychological suggestion and a panic.

"Professor, I have a question." Vincent raised his hand suddenly.

All eyes were on his face.

"Different people will interpret different content. How can we tell who is right and who is wrong?"

Trelawney walked over patiently, "This is what makes tea divination so fascinating.

Through the different content interpreted by different partners, we can quickly filter out some untalented students. "

She glanced at the pink teacup, and the corners of her mouth twitched unnaturally,

"Honey, is this your teacup?"

Vincent nodded obediently, "It's mine, Professor."

Trelawney looked at Hermione standing next to him,

"This must be your partner, right?

Let me take a guess, she must have deciphered a good divination result. "

The seven little ones have a very good relationship, so good that they are well known on campus.

Therefore, it is not difficult to guess what kind of results will be given.

Vincent nodded obediently again, "She said that my luck is very good, and I have always felt so."

"Wrong." Trelawney shook her head,

"Maybe it's out of good intentions, or maybe it's because she doesn't have talent. In short, the divination result she deciphered is outrageously wrong."

"?" are connected together, no matter how you look at it, you can only see the lines representing travel.

And there is only one pattern, good and bad can be seen from different angles.

Hermione pursed her lips and made no rebuttal.

Trelawney ran her fingertips across the rim of her pink teacup, "Honey, you're trapped by your own imagination.

This is a pattern based on 'X', a seemingly difficult pattern to interpret. "

She held up the teacup so that the surrounding students could see more clearly,

"I have already emphasized just now that you need to broaden your mind and look beyond the boundaries of the world."

Regardless of how Vincent was shaken out, this statement itself is very convincing.

The corners of Trelawney's mouth turned up slightly, "First of all, its lines are very straight, and each one touches together."

"Travel?" Lavender blurted out while holding the textbook: "Professor, the 4 lines outside the 'X' represent 4 trips?"

"Far more than four times." Trelawney put down her teacup, and drew a pattern in the air with her fingertips,

"Can anyone tell me what this means?"

The pattern she drew is "∞", which looks like "?" after removing 4 lines.

But its lines are rounded, not straight at all.

"Infinitas?" Hermione frowned, "but the figures are angled, not even ovals."

"You're wrong, dear." Trelawney picked up her teacup again,

"As I said earlier, you are trapped by your own imagination."

She met Hermione's eyes, "This is the 'infinity' that has no boundaries."

"So it can be done like this." Vincent suddenly realized and nodded,

"Professor, according to your interpretation, do I have to go through countless journeys full of trials and pain?"

Trelawney's expression became very complicated.

She didn't seem to expect that Vincent, who was an excellent student, would dare to say this unfortunate fortune-telling result, which was the opposite of luck.

"Yes—yes, dear."

"Professor, your interpretation is too correct!" Vincent grabbed her hand holding the teacup and said gratefully:

"There are countless journeys in a person's life, and I will definitely face the trials and pains positively!"

Sprout was a little confused.

This student was so good that she didn't know how to answer.

Hermione quickly covered her mouth.

Vincent was too bad, and even made people stupefied after playing the trick.

According to him, no matter how unfortunate the divination results are, the most important thing is to maintain a positive attitude.

"This—" Trelawney, who was hesitating, had obviously reacted.

She looked at the students around her.

Harry, who should have been nervous because of the unknown, breathed a sigh of relief;

The timid Neville didn't shrink his neck anymore;

It turned out that Lavender and Parvati, who believed deeply in tea divination, had hesitation on their faces.

"It's getting late, I think this is the end of today's class." Trelawney's voice was particularly ambiguous.

She withdrew her hand and poured the tea dregs into the dish used to drain the tea,

"Yes... please pack your things..."

The students returned the teacups to her silently.

Their eyes are complex, with doubts, hesitation, and contempt.

Walking out of the classroom and down to the corridor on the eighth floor, James couldn't help giving Vincent a thumbs up,

"Amazing, old man!

In the first class, the professor of divination gave a blow. It seems that your wish to dominate Hogwarts will soon come true! "

The corners of Vincent's eyes twitched wildly.

It's just that I can't understand this kind of ambiguous behavior of teasing students, how come it becomes a blow to him in his mouth.

"You don't need to explain." James withdrew his thumb, tilted his head and chuckled,

"I understand, this matter needs to be kept strictly confidential."

You know the shit!

Vincent glanced at the students behind him.

This loud voice said everything that should be said and what should not be said. It is estimated that various versions of rumors will spread by noon.

Model student angry at professor?

Uncover the true colors of the old liar?

If it weren't for the second class, James' end must be miserable now.

In front of the Transfiguration classroom on the second floor.

"You go in first." Vincent stopped outside the door, "I'm going back to the dormitory to get something."

Arithmancy and Muggle Studies were taught at the same time as Divination, and he had to use the Time-Turner to go back an hour.

And twice.

Hermione didn't enter the classroom either.

She ran back in a hurry, almost bumping into Ron and Harry, who were at the back.

"Sorry, I have to go back to the dormitory to get something."

Ron pursed his lips, "She's still like this, even apologizing is perfunctory."

"It should be back to get the textbooks." Harry motioned him to look at the tabby cat squatting on the podium,

"Professor McGonagall is here, let's go in quickly."

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