Vol 2 Chapter 195: Divination class (1)

　　 "Hurry up..." Hermione urged. She was behind Fanlin, with Ron and Harry behind.
"You two, I think there should be more exercise."
"This is too high..." Ron was dressed coarsely, and his idle time completely relaxed his body, which also caused him to feel embarrassed at the moment.
Fanlin took two steps quickly, and the door of the divination class was there, there was only that door here. Pushing the door open, he came to the strangest classroom he had never seen before.
In fact, this is not a classroom at all, but more like a mixture of a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse. At least twenty small round tables are crowded in this classroom. Around each table there are armchairs made of Indian calico and small bulging cushions. Everything was illuminated by a dim scarlet light; the curtains were closed, and many lamps were covered with crimson shades.
The classroom was so warm that it was depressing, the fireplace was full, and a large copper kettle was burning on the fire, so the flame gave out a dull, greasy fragrance. The round walls are surrounded by shelves, and the shelves are filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn-out playing cards, countless silver crystal and a lot of tea sets.
"Welcome," said the voice, "it is great to see you in the tangible world at last."
Professor Trauni's voice rang in a shadow, which shocked Fanlin.
Professor Trauni walked into the place where the fire was shining, and they saw that she was very thin; her big glasses magnified her eyes several times, and she wore a light and transparent leno shimmering shawl, slender There are countless necklaces and beads hanging around the neck, and bracelets and rings are worn on both arms and hands.
"Hello, Professor Trauni!" Several people said hello, they did not expect Professor Trauni to stand in the shadow of the door as soon as they opened the door.
Fanlin glanced at Professor Trauni carefully. He was still very curious about Professor Trauni. After all, according to the events in his memory, Trauni’s two predictions for Harry were all valid, which meant that Professor Trauni is a man with real abilities, and many prophets take it for granted.
"Sit down, my child." Professor Trauni motioned for a few people to go in and sit down. So the four people randomly found a round table to sit on, on which there were tea cups and crystal balls.
"Welcome to divination class," Professor Trelawney said, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fireplace, "I am Professor Traoni, and you may not have seen me before. I find that I am getting bustling too often. The busy school life has blurred my day."
No one said anything about such an unusual declaration. Professor Trauni carefully rearranged the shawl, and continued: "You have taken the divination course, which is the most difficult course in all magic arts. I must warn you from the beginning: if you don’t have the'sight' , Then there are very few things I can teach you. In this regard, books can only take you so far..."
After hearing these words, Harry and Ron both smiled and looked at Hermione. Hermione was surprised to hear that the books in this class were of little use.
"Many witches and wizards, although they are talented in making violent crashes, smells, and sudden invisibility, etc., they can't see through the fog through the fog." Professor Trauni continued, her huge glowing eyes from here One face turned to that face. "This kind of talent is only available to a few people. You, boy," she said to Neville suddenly, and Neville almost fell off his cushion. "How is your grandma?"
"I think it's good." Neville said tremblingly.
"If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure, dear." Professor Trelawney said, the fire gleaming on her long emerald earrings. Neville was out of breath. Professor Trelawney calmly continued: "This year we will learn all kinds of basic divination methods. The first semester will be used to interpret tea leaves. We should learn palmistry in the next semester. By the way, my dear," she Suddenly said to Parvati Patil, "Beware of red-haired men."
Parvati glanced at Ron in fear, who was sitting right behind her. Parvati moved his chair away from Ron.
"In the summer semester," Professor Trauni continued, "we will learn to watch the crystal ball... if we have finished the flame omen. Unfortunately, in February, a vicious flu will force classes to close. I myself will Silence. Around Easter, one of us will leave everyone forever."
After she said these words, there was a tense silence in the classroom, but Professor Trauni didn't seem to feel anything about it.
"This is really..." Fanlin felt very speechless about Professor Trauni's prediction.
According to Professor Trauni, there are few wizards who have good results. Professor Trauni’s performance is really like Fred and George said, "A sign of death..."
"It's really speechless." Fanlin thought silently. At this moment, he regretted signing up for this course, or he was stupidly imagining his talent for prophecy...My God~EbookFREE.me ~ For a person like himself, everything relies on reasoning and evidence. How can he be so stupid to believe that he has any talent for prophecy.
Fanlin's heart at this time was as if he had been trampled on by countless elves, the domesticated kind, ugly and cute, anyway, it was very bad.
However, Professor Trauni's horrible prediction did not stop. She asked everyone to pour themselves a cup of tea, the kind with a lot of tea.
Then he skimmed the tea and shook the cup in the same way as Professor Trauni. Fanlin felt that there was nothing worse than staring at a pile of tea slag.
Especially after Professor Trauni spoke to him, Fanlin only felt that his views on Professor Trauni had dropped to a freezing point.
"Let me see, kid." Professor Trauni said, and she reached out and took away Fanlin's teacup.
"Oh, it's a fish. This is really unfortunate." Professor Trauni said, "Children, stay away from the water for these few days, otherwise you will get a serious illness. You must know that people cannot breathe in water, and ..."
"I'm sorry, Professor Trauni..." Fanlin said with a displeased face, "I think, to some extent, the words of fish also symbolize good fortune, and I will make more money than it is. Jin Jialong is not necessarily."
"So, kid..." Professor Trauni looked at Fanlin earnestly, "So you can only come here..."
　　
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