Harry Potter Blood Hunter

According to Eddie's suggestion, Hermione's first class was arithmetic and divination.

Since it wasn't the same class as Harry and Ron, Hermione left before they noticed.

Will be back in "a while" anyway.

Arithmetic divination class, there is very little known information about this course, its main teaching content is to learn how to "use numbers to predict the future", and will also learn part of digital divination.

However, according to current guesses, arithmetic divination was originally born out of the astrological predictions of some ancient civilizations, and it can use numbers to achieve very wonderful purposes.

For example, people thousands of years ago knew that a year is 365 days or more...

Compared with other courses, this class is similar to some courses of Muggles.

Therefore, for Hermione, the class of arithmetic and divination was the easiest one she learned.

And it's really like what Eddie said, after this class, I really have a wonderful feeling. It seems that everything in the future can really be predicted by numbers.

As long as she followed the content in the book, she could easily come up with the answer.

Although I don't know if this will really happen, Hermione can feel a sense of trust.

However, arithmetic divination may be really easy for Hermione, but for other little wizards, it is just a bunch of numbers that make the scalp tingle just looking at them.

A lot of little wizards are lamenting...the courses in the magic school have to do math problems, you might as well kill me!

To sum up, Hermione's impression of arithmetic divination is really very good.

Then it was Eddie's turn to talk about the very, very unreliable divination class.

As bad as Eddie had described it, Hermione's first impression of the class wasn't great.

At this time, the divination class should actually be over, and Hermione can ask the little wizard who has already attended this class.

But if you do this, Hermione has a chance to meet her in this time and space... This is a big taboo of using a time-turner.

So after thinking about it, Hermione still didn't dare.

According to the original plan, Hermione rushed to a secret room near the already empty Great Hall. Here, Hermione pulls out the Time-Turner she wears around her neck.

It's been nearly two hours, it should be two laps!

Hermione was really excited when she used the Time-Turner for the first time.

After reading the terms of use again, Hermione turned the knob on the Time-Turner twice.

According to the rules of use, what is displayed in front of Hermione now should be everything that happened in the two hours around her that was fast rewinding.

But in fact, Hermione didn't see anything.

After Hermione thought about it, she suddenly realized... Because no one has ever entered this secret room, and there is no window here, so Hermione will not be able to see the angle of sunlight changing with time.

In these two days, the changes that have taken place in this room...does it count as dust flying?

If so, Hermione would have no way of telling if the Time-Turner was being used correctly, so all Hermione could do was walk out of the room.

See if it's really been two hours outside.

Cautiously walking out of the secret room, Hermione heard the commotion outside.

In Hermione's feelings, the auditorium that was empty just now really seemed to have conjured up a lot of people out of thin air.

Hermione took a deep breath.

Magic, really amazing!

Whenever I think I have a clear understanding of it, it will show itself again, a very different charm!

...

Seeing Hermione who came back and sat down to continue eating, Harry and Ron didn't respond at all, and continued to discuss the divination class they were going to have later.

They wouldn't know that the Hermione beside them was no longer the Hermione just now.

After eating, Harry, Ron and Hermione walked to the divination classroom together.

The classroom for divination is in the North Tower of Hogwarts, which is the farthest place from the auditorium. During the first two years of class,

Harry and the others never came here at all.

So, relying on the simple map that Ron sold to him with the twins (brother Ming settled the account), Harry and the three of them still lost their way.

Ron said that George and Fred must be taught a lesson when they go back.

Without directions, you can only ask for directions. The portraits in Hogwarts are all alive, and they all know their locations!

But it should be said that they were unlucky, they met a particularly hospitable knight ... he "personally" rode a very fat horse, and passed through many portraits, leading them to the North Tower.

Although Harry and the others thanked him for sending him away, they just felt tired.

A small stairwell opened up as they climbed the last few steps. But there is no door in this stairwell.

Ron nudged Harry slightly and pointed to the ceiling where there was a round floor door and a brass plaque.

"Professor Sybill Trelawney Divination..." Harry read, "I suppose this is it?"

As if in answer to his query, the plank door swung open and a silver staircase descended at Harry's feet.

Everyone fell silent.

"I'll be right behind you." Ron smiled.

So Harry went up the stairs first.

He entered a rather strange-looking classroom and looked around. In fact it looked nothing like a classroom and more like someone's attic or an old fashioned tea shop. There were no more than twenty round tables crammed into it, and it was all surrounded by little chintz chairs and armchairs.

Everything glowed crimson in the gloom; the curtains on the windows were all drawn and many lamps were covered with crimson drapes. The flames blazing in the fireplace made it feel a bit stuffy. A large copper teapot being heated gave off an unpleasant aroma. On the shelves round the circular wall were dusty feathers, broken candles, and sets of battered playing cards, countless balls of silver crystal, and a great heap of teacups lined up.

As Harry looked around the classroom, Ron appeared over Harry's shoulder and whispered, "Where is she?"

Almost at the same time, a sound suddenly appeared from an image, a sound as soft as fog.

"Welcome! It's a great honor to meet you in the ultimate and most real world."

Harry's first impression was that it was a huge, colorful insect. Professor Sybill Trelawney walked into the firelight and they thought she was very thin when they saw her; her large spectacles made her eyes appear to be magnified several times and she was covered by a shawl that glittered like a tulle covered.

Countless beaded necklaces dangled around her spindle-shaped neck and bracelets jingled on her arms and wrists.

"Sit down my kids sit down," she said, and they all scrambled awkwardly into the seat of the armchair. Harry, Ron and Hermione sat around the same round table.

"Welcome to Divination!" said Professor Trelawney, sitting in a winged armchair in front of the fire. "My name is Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. I find it too often Falling into that tumultuous Hogwarts main tower would cloud my mind."

No one responded to this strange manifesto.

Professor Trelawney resumed her shawl with delicate grace and continued, "Since you have chosen to learn the most difficult art of all magic, I must warn you that if you do not see through the vision of the future then I can teach you There is only a very small part...that is leading you within the reach of books."

After hearing these words, Harry and Ron glanced at each other and couldn't help grinning, before turning to look at Hermione.

As far as Hermione was concerned, the news that just reading books wasn't going to help her much in the subject should come as a shock.

"Many magicians and wizards, although their talents have achieved outstanding achievements in other fields, still cannot penetrate the mysterious future." Professor Trelawney continued, her huge eyes flashed nerve-wracking The tense light moved on everyone's face.

She also asked Neville on the spot if his grandmother was well, which made Neville, who was already a bit timid, even more frightened.

Professor Trelawney continued quietly. "We'll be learning basic divination this year. The first lesson will be learning how to read tea leaves. Next lesson we'll progress to palmistry. By the way dear..." Her eyes shot suddenly at Parvati, who had Gryffindor girl of Indian descent, "you have to watch out for a man with a red head."

Parvati gave Ron a shocked look... Ron was on the back right edge of her chair.

But Ron felt innocent.

"By summer," continued Professor Trelawney, "we'll be progressing to the crystal ball...if we survive to finish the rest. But unfortunately in February our class will be hit by colds. I'll lose my voice myself. And one of us will be forever by Easter."

There was a very tense silence following this announcement, but Professor Trelawney didn't seem to know.

But Hermione in this room knew it. According to Eddie's words, tell me, who did you see die again.

"Now I want you two to form a team. Take a teacup from the shelf to me and I'll fill it up. Then you sit down and drink it. Finish the tea with nothing but the dregs. Rinse the sides of the cup three times with your left hand Then put the cup upside down on its saucer and wait until the rest of the tea has drained before showing your cup to your partner for interpretation. You can use the example on page 6 of "Pierce the clouds to see the future". I will Move among you to teach and help you."

Harry and Ron teamed up, and the two checked each other for the dregs of each other's tea.

But what they both interpreted was very funny.

When Harry couldn't help laughing, Professor Trelawney walked nearby.

"Let me see darling," she said accusingly to Ron, snatching Harry's glass. Everyone watched quietly.

Professor Trelawney looked into the cup and turned it counterclockwise.

"Falcon... darling, you have a deadly predator," Trelawney said, looking directly at Harry.

"Everyone knows that." Hermione, who was sitting behind Harry and was in the same group as Neville, whispered loudly.

Professor Trelawney turned to look at her. Let's see what she has to say.

"They all know!" said Hermione unhurriedly. "Everyone knows about Harry's relationship with YouKnowWho."

The other little wizards were stunned by Hermione's sudden mention of that person, but after thinking about it, it was true.

And Harry and Ron watched her with a mix of surprise and admiration.

They had never heard Hermione speak to a teacher like this before.

Professor Trelawney chose not to answer Hermione's words.

She looked at Harry's cup again with her huge eyes and continued to spin it.

"The plum blossom... symbolizes aggression. Dear dear, this is not a cup for making people happy..."

"I think it's a petanque hat," Ron replied.

"Skull... your future is full of danger dear... ah!!!"

Before Ron could talk about other feelings, Professor Trelawney suddenly screamed.

Everyone is watching Professor Trelawney.

"Dear child... my poor child... no... it's beyond words... no... don't ask me..." Professor Trelawney seemed startled.

"What professor is it?"

Everyone moved their feet and slowly squeezed closer to Harry and Ron's table, next to Professor Trelawney's chair, trying to find a good angle to look at Harry's mug.

"My dear..." Professor Trelawney's big eyes opened dramatically, "That's an ominous one."

"What?" said Harry.

He wasn't the only one who didn't know, but nearly every wizarding family put their hands over their mouths in horror.

Including Ron.

"Unknown, darling is unfathomable!" cried Professor Trelawney. "Great black dog that frequents the graveyard! My dear child it is an omen...the worst omen...the omen of death!"

It got louder and louder, almost as if confirming Harry's death.

Harry's stomach hurts from the atmosphere

Everyone looked at Harry... except Hermione. She stood up and went behind Professor Trelawney's chair.

"I don't think it looks like a Graham," said Hermione flatly.

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione with disgust, "You'll have to forgive me for saying this, my dear, but I feel that around you, there is very little resonance for the future."

"Professor, I also think... if you look at it this way, it looks like an unknown person." Harry's roommate, the little prince Seamus, squinted his eyes, "but from this angle, it looks more like a donkey."

"Have you guys already decided whether I'm going to die or not?" Harry joked to himself. But no one cares about him now.

The atmosphere just now was broken by Hermione and Seamus, and more and more people discussed whether the teacup was unknown.

"I think we'll finish here today," said Professor Trelawney in her vague voice again. "Yes... please take your things and leave..."

The class silently returned their teacups to Professor Trelawney, picked up their books and closed their bags.

"Until we meet again," said Professor Trelawney faintly, "the infinite riches are yours.

God stick!

Hermione, who walked out of the divination classroom, defined Professor Trelawney in this way.

It's really a nonsense stick!