Chapter 222: Prophetic genius

"What about the third prediction?" Professor Trelawney asked excitedly.
"I'm sorry, Professor!" Jon shook his head and said solemnly: "Fate tells me that this last prophecy must be told to you later!"
"Well, we respect the choice of fate!" Professor Trelawney nodded.
She continued to tell the students that they need to get rid of distractions, stare at the crystal ball, and see the future from it...
"Oh!" A strange cry interrupted the peace in the classroom.
"What's the matter, Mr. Avery?" Professor Trelawney asked somewhat displeased.
"It's impossible!" Sean Avery looked at the book he took out of his schoolbag with some surprise: "The book I put in my schoolbag is clearly "Pull the Fog and See the Future"... how could it be wrong? !"
But now Avery is holding an "Intermediate Transformation Guide".
"I think I didn't bring books in class, it's a kind of disrespect to the teacher!" Professor Trelawney said in a low voice.
"Sorry!" Avery hurried to the old bookcase and took a shabby copy of "Pull the Fog Out to See the Future".
The eyes of the entire classroom suddenly focused on Jon.
"He just said, Avery will go to the old bookcase to get the textbooks!" Melinda Popin of Ravenclaw whispered.
Jon sat there calmly, as if completely unaware of other people's gazes. At the same time, an imperceptible smile flicked across his mouth... Of course Avery would bring the wrong textbook, because Jon secretly cast him a "confusion curse" when he was sorting the books in the morning...
Just for now!
"Could it be a double reed, right?" Tiffany Selwyn whispered, "That Patrick, he and Avery are in the same dormitory...could it be deliberate to get through and deceive us?"
As soon as Selwyn's voice fell, he heard a "pop" suddenly, as if something had broken.
Astoria Greengrass sat there in a daze, her crystal ball just accidentally hit the ground and smashed...
At the same time, her finger was dripping blood, and she just tried to stop the crystal ball from falling to the ground, but her finger was cut by it.
"Are you okay..." Selwyn quickly helped her.
Then she took out her magic wand, stopped her wound, and moved the pile of debris on the ground to the trash can.
"Sorry..." Astoria stood up and said softly to Professor Trelawney: "Professor, I didn't mean it... I just didn't care..."
The eyes in the classroom looked at Jon again.
Especially the Slytherin students, the suspicion in their eyes seemed to disappear completely.
Avery is Patrick's roommate anyhow, even if he only stayed together for less than two days, there is still a slight possibility of deliberate collusion.
However, Astoria Greengrass and Patrick have nothing to do. They didn’t even say a word before that... However, she broke the crystal ball. With her character, it is also very It's hard to help others to do this kind of thing.
So there is only one possibility, that is-Christopher Patrick really has a certain ability to predict, he can really see the future.
...
Professor Trelawney looked even more excited.
"Very good! Very good!" She walked up to Jon tremblingly, and said, "After so many years, I finally saw a genius in prophecy...Sure enough, Patrick, Professor Stark's evaluation of you , Not wrong at all!"
"Is there someone like Professor Stark? Just talk about it!" Jon thought secretly, after all, he made up this name temporarily.
"So what about the third prediction?" Professor Trelawney asked quickly: "You told me before that there are three predictions..."
"I'm sorry, Professor!" Jon's voice lowered a little bit: "The third prediction is about you?"
"About me?" Professor Trelawney seemed more interested: "Let's talk about it!"
Jon slowly said, "In the crystal ball, I saw your face. Around that, there is a..."
"Falcon..." Jon's face became serious. He seemed to have spent a lot of energy before spitting out the word... Then he sighed: "Professor, you will encounter an enemy!"
"I don't think this is a reliable prophecy, dear!" Professor Trelawney shook his head: "I am afraid that there will be no enemies to such an excellent prophet, Patrick!"
Jon paid no attention to her, and continued to say in a solemn and respectful tone: "Tower... Professor, you will encounter the biggest dilemma in life... You will almost lose everything you cherish... …"
Professor Trelawney's face seemed to be getting ugly.
"The last is... the sun..." Jon seemed to heaved a sigh of relief: "I think you are lucky, professor... At the most difficult moment, someone will reach out to you and save you from the abyss!"
"Enough!" Professor Trelawney growled: "Mr. Patrick, I think you are not prophesying, but creating rumors... I will not have any enemies, nor will I encounter difficulties, let alone need. Someone pulled me out of the abyss!"
"I don't think it depends on you, Professor!" Jon shook his head with regret, and at the same time pretended to look like a magic stick: "The future will never be changed by any individual will, even if she is a Prophet!"
"I think I have to take back what I have said, Mr. Patrick!" Professor Trelawney pretended to be regretful: "I thought you would be very talented in prophecy..."
"It depends on whether the prophecy is true or not, it is time, not words." Jon responded flatly.
The expression on Professor Trelawney's face looked the same as eating shit.
"Very good..." It took her more than ten seconds before she uttered the word.
Then she made up her mind and decided not to pay any attention to Jon~EbookFREE.me~ strode to the stage and continued to lecture.
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During the rest of this divination class, almost no one continued to listen to Trelawney's lecture.
Except for Astoria, all the students in the class use the corner of their eyes and glance in the direction of Jon from time to time.
At the same time, discussing his whispers, there is an endless stream.
"Can he really predict the future?"
"I don't know, but about Avery and Greengrass, he is correct!"
"I feel he is more reliable than that old liar in Lilawney!"
...
There was no panic on Jon's face, he still made an expression like a stick.
My eyes were still staring at the crystal ball, and my mouth was muttering words from time to time, and from time to time he gestured on the parchment.