Harry Potter’s Natural Villain

Malfoy felt a little nervous and he was going to class.

Even with the lessons of Professor McGonagall, he often performed well, but today’s courses are not as easy as they expected.

Sybill Trelawney, Malfoy The teacher of Divination today, a crazy witch, wearing a pair of glasses that magnified her eyes many times, with a lot of beads and necklaces around her neck, and her hands and bracelets.

Ordinary people think that her prophecy is unreasonable and almost never passed. This is also true, for example, the curse-like prophecy she made while attending classes for Gryffindor, what flu would cause temporary suspension of classes and my own voice loss. But in fact, her predictions are extremely accurate. One sentence says, “Thirteen people will eat together. The first person who stands up after a meal will die first.”, cursed Dumbledore, cursed Sirius, and cursed Lupin. It is no exaggeration to call it the strongest causal weapon. Other major event predictions have not failed.

She is the granddaughter of the Greek priestess Cassandra Trelawny, and the fate of the priestess is equally numerous, and the prophecy is full of rumors, and no one has ever believed.

Perhaps the people who care about the heavens will have an unspeakable pain. The eastern monks and monks seem to be the same. The innate talents are different, and the price paid is to spend the rest of their lives under madness.

Malfoy can only hope that she has been in a confused state, don’t wake up after seeing myself, and then come back a few crows, it is not fun.

On the railing of the stairs on the first floor, Malfoy waited for Pansy. She asked for a morning leave today. She woke up at noon. Malfoy went to the ward to visit her. She found that she was completely ruddy and then completely relieved, so they Have an appointment in the afternoon to go to Divination.

“It seems that the nerves of the boys are indeed bigger. Our savior can only participate in the party for a while.” Malfoy began to think about it, thinking about the differences in thoughts and the ability to accept fear between men and women. .

“Awaiting for a long time?” Pansy walked briskly and pulled Malfoy back from his thoughts. This was beyond the expectations of Malfoy, because she wouldn’t ask this.

“Of course not, I just arrived.” He glanced at the clock. “In the first lesson, I think we still have to go early. It is said that this road is not very good.”

Pansy nodded, her attitude is correct, she not only does not want to be a drag bottle, she also wants to be able to help her favorite people, then First Step should be a correct attitude towards the course.

They walked up the stairs all the way up to the 8-Layer, this is a strange platform, nothing, only a large painting on the stone wall, the picture is a grassland.

Malfoy looked like a light-hearted road. With Pansy, he didn’t make a bend and went to a narrow spiral staircase. The upstairs should be the classroom of their Divination. It was very quiet. It is still some time away from class.

The two climbed up the last few steps and boarded a small platform, but there was no door.

“Draco, look.” Pansy said, pulling Malfoy’s sleeve and pointing another finger to the ceiling, with a round trapdoor on it, and a bronze medal on the door that read “Sybill Trelawny, a divination teacher. When Pansy was still thinking about how to get in, the trapdoor suddenly opened, and a silver ladder was in front of them. Pansy stepped back and was shocked by the little one.

It was Malfoy who was psychologically prepared, “Go,” he said, turning back to Pansy. “A little fear is behind me.”

It is also strange to say that this ladder automatically retracted after the two of them used up, waiting for the arrival of the next wave of students.

Pansy looked around and felt that it was not a classroom at all, but at most it was a mixture of attic and old-fashioned teahouses. At least twenty round small tables are crowded into this classroom. Around each table are Indian calico armchairs and small cushions for bulging sacs. Everything was illuminated by a dim scarlet light; the curtains were all drawn, and many of the lights were covered with a deep red shade. The warmth in the classroom was depressing, the fireplace was full, and a large copper pot was burning on the fire, so the flame gave off a dull, greasy fragrance, which made her sleepy. A yawn, the little voice was particularly noticeable in the quiet room. Malfoy glanced at her and said, “Let’s rest, my class is nothing to listen to.”

Pansy’s face was stained with a layer of blush for her yawn.

Then Pansy and Malfoy both found a position to sit down and looked around. There were only a few people in the classroom. The other students should still be on the road, and the professor did not appear.

After a while, the other students were sweating and sneaked in from the trapdoors below. From time to time, they should all be late, and Malfoy looked at it and found no acquaintances. I don’t know if his two follow-up classes did not choose this course or simply lost a certain path in Hogwarts Castle.

There was a sudden sound in the shadow, which was a soft, fuzzy voice.

“Welcome,” the voice said. “It’s good to see you in the Tangible World.”

This was the voice of Professor Trelawny, and then she came out of the shadows. The darker surroundings and the light she made a great contrast, and the students of Slytherin were dizzy.

After that, it was a commonplace topic. She first emphasized the importance of innate talent to Divination, and made some unfortunate bad luck eggs to make predictions. Even her madness, her predictions are often realized. As for the occasional waking hours, it is a hundred and a hundred.

“You, there is a blood light disaster tomorrow, I think this bracelet can help you escape, you can return it to me in the next class.” She generously loaned one of her bracelets to a student.

The student was somewhat entangled and accepted. His expression was somewhat disgusting and fearful. For a boy, the bracelet was too feminine, but in the end, fear prevailed.

As for the other things, “You will be bad next week, you need to wear a blue headscarf.” And “you will inevitably offend the person you like” and so on. They are all without words and without any basis.

These, like prophecy and psychological suggestion, reminded him of a movie he had seen in his previous life, the Matrix.

The prophet said to Nio: “Don’t worry about the vase.” As a result, Nio turned and broke the vase.

These words of female professors are similar in some sense to the prophets.

“Perfect tea shape, child, you will be lucky, but you need to be farther away from the person you are closest to, or it may be dangerous, um, maybe.” Professor Trelawny passed by Pansy’s small stool. Looking at her tea, she gave the first praise today. The female professor’s somewhat blurred eyes gradually had focal lengths. It seemed to be a treasure that was cherished. It seems that this female student is very happy with her heart.

“Your aura is very strong, dear, you are very suitable for divination.” Trelawny and aunt said that the eyes under her glasses are wide, and the corner of the mouth is also covered with a faintly discernable smile, making her more difficult. fathom.

Pansy did not show the triumph and joy of the expectation. The cheeky little face was covered with a cloud, and the slender eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. In the past, she might still be complacent for such praise, but not long ago. Her nightmare was making her happy, and Pansy looked at Malfoy with some worries.

“Say I have any aura, isn’t that a sign that I might predict it? What about Draco?” Pansy thought of the dream involuntarily, and couldn’t help but shudder again, and the tiny sweat dripping from her forehead. The palms are getting colder.

Suddenly, a warm hand held her arm and calmed her down.

“Remember the dementor?” Malfoy saw that Pansy looked like the one that was disturbed by the dementor on the train. He couldn’t help but ask, and also extended to hold her cold palm.

“Oh, child, you will cause a big mess.” Professor Trelawny turned his head and looked at Malfoy’s teacup. He couldn’t help but confess: “Dear, you have to be careful, your head is covered with a layer of darkness. I can’t see it clearly, but I know it won’t be a symbol of luck.”

“Well, it’s not right.” Professor Trelawny looked at him carefully, and his confused eyes gradually became clear, “a darkness.” She said seriously, completely different from the tone just now.

“It’s hard to say.” Professor Trelawny had some painful support for his forehead. Like a great problem, Malfoy clearly saw her personality change, but even her awake state still could not See through his own future.

“This should be a good thing.” Malfoy thought, really afraid of what the blood light was in her mouth, the danger of life and the like. But what made that big mess is still some, and soon he will “make a big news” out.

“Well? I’m going to stay? Sorry.” The mad personality seems to have returned to her. She has straightened some slanting ornaments on her head and continues to walk to the seats of other students. As if forgetting the prophecy that I just made.

“A darkness, no prophecy, isn’t that what I need?” The trajectory of changing the original destiny is exactly what he wants now, whether it is Death Eater or Dark Lord, it is not attractive to him.

“Draco, are you okay?” Pansy looked at Malfoy’s stunned, and couldn’t help but ask, and swayed in front of him with his little hand, but she knew that his character would not be scared by these prophecies. As for what he is thinking, she does not know.

“Nothing, I was wondering how to make a big mess.” Malfoy seemed to make a joke at random, and then continued: “It seems that your divination talent is good, how, interested in becoming a diviner?”

Tough barely fell, I saw Pansy shook his head in disgust and refused. “I understand why the muggle hates the wizard. They always prejudice things that they don’t understand. I am the same.” This is part of it. The reason, but the deeper reason Pansy is not willing to say more, isn’t it more uncomfortable if she can really see the future but can’t change it?

She does not want to be a diviner like the female professor.

It was Malfoy who was amazed by her words. She only knew that the little girl who had fun had some different opinions. This was beyond his expectations.

“The next lesson will not be used. The selection is more interesting, such as the ancient runes? This course is very good for a deep understanding of magic.” Malfoy made his suggestion, but soon felt that he was a bit self-conscious No fun, Malfoy thinks she won’t be interested in this.

“Okay.” Pansy was happy to point out nodded, but it made Malfoy very surprised.

“Don’t you dislike this kind of course?” Malfoy was curiously asked.

“People will change.” Pansy stared at the tea slag on the table.