The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts

Hearing this, Tom frowned.

Professor Trelawney often said unpleasant things, and Tom could laugh them off in the past, but this time he really felt disgusted with Professor Trelawney.

"You're joking." Tom lowered his eyes and suppressed his inner dissatisfaction. He was controlling himself and trying not to have a direct conflict with Professor Trelawney.

But although he had tried his best to calm down his emotions, anyone who was not blind or suffering from emotional cognitive impairment could still see his inner dissatisfaction.

"This old liar has hit Tom's back now." Ron looked at Harry and said with gloating.

Facing Ron's words, Harry did not respond. He remembered a scene he had seen from Voldemort's perspective.

He was almost certain that Hermione had been hit by Voldemort's curse. Combined with Professor Trelawney's prediction, wouldn't that be...

But isn’t this professor a liar? Could it be that she just happened to be telling the truth?

Professor Trelawney also sensed Tom's dissatisfaction.

Being misunderstood and ignored is the fate of a diviner. Under normal circumstances, Professor Trelawney has no way to deal with wizards who do not believe in their fortune telling. She could not defend herself or prove the authenticity of her prediction. She could only let time speak for herself.

This is why it is difficult to distinguish between soothsayers and magicians.

A well-known fortune teller must be good at predicting what will happen in the near future.

If the time span of a prediction is too large, even if your prediction is correct, you will not be able to reap the dividends of the prediction. For example, there is a heroic general who was an idle scoundrel in his youth. One day he met a prophet who thought he could become a general. At that time, the rogue boy thought that the fortune teller was teasing him, so he beat him up - but he actually became a general when he grew up!

The soothsayer was really unjustly beaten!

However, Professor Trelawney is really the kind of fortune teller who "plays the long game to catch the big fish", so she is regarded as a liar by many people, and she has not been able to prove her innocence!

For this reason, although Professor Trelawney said nothing on the surface, he was still very unconvinced in his heart.

But today, she got a chance to prove herself!

In scientific experiments, there is a very important parameter called repeatability. Even if the results of an experiment are spectacular, if they cannot be replicated in other laboratories, it will still make people feel guilty. But once other laboratories can draw similar conclusions, the results will be reliable.

Professor Trelawney plans to let Tom "repeat" his prophecy. In her opinion, Tom could be called a prophet. If he felt guilty, wouldn't he just make a prediction for himself? With his own reminder, his "Third Eye" is no longer covered, and he can draw correct conclusions.

"Yordle, if you don't believe it, why don't you do the math yourself? You are the most gifted person I have ever seen for divination." Professor Trelawney laughed, and his tone of voice was no longer so ethereal. At this time, she was more like an ordinary witch.

Tom scratched his head, took his horoscope chart, and began to calculate carefully. He couldn't think of any reason for his refusal. Anyway, there was still a while before the end of get out of class, so it was just a matter of killing time.

[But Professor Trelawney, if the results don’t match, don’t blame me]

In Tom's eyes, Professor Trelawney shot herself in the foot this time, and her already low prestige may be weakened again.

The little wizards in the divination class all closed their mouths and watched Tom's calculations quietly.

After calculating, Tom's expression changed.

The horoscope looks a bit sinister?

His face looked ugly.

After several calculations, Tom had to admit that Professor Trelawney's prediction was theoretically correct. According to the interpretation of astrology, his natal star looked normal, but his guest star was surrounded by a layer of death energy and was not in a good position.

According to the interpretation, it really means that people close to you will have "unknown" or "death disaster".

Tom pursed his lips and frowned. He was a little confused about the situation.

Looking at Tom's miserable expression, Professor Trelawney could hardly control his expression of joy. For her, the most important thing is that the prediction is accurate. As for the blood, tears and wailing behind it, that is not what a diviner should consider.

Fortunately, she still knew that she would easily get beaten if she laughed out loud at this time, so she restrained her smile after putting in some effort, and said to Tom in a serious tone: "My child, I believe that the stars have revealed a part of the future to you. Although the prophecy is sad, as a professional fortune teller, I want to remind you that what we see is always only a corner of the future, and what the future will look like is always changing."

To support his words, Professor Trelawney even took out his wand and turned a tea cup on the table into the shape of a star fruit. This fruit looks like a five-diamond when viewed from the side, but looks like a five-pointed star when viewed from the front.

Professor Trelawney's words made Tom feel a little better. Yes, it is just a glimpse of the future, and things are not yet irreversible.

Someone who has lost a loved one...

Tom would never accept that!

The conversation between Tom and Professor Trelawney shocked the little wizards who were listening. Because of what he said, it seemed like Tom had reached the same conclusion as Professor Trelawney.

This is amazing.

Even the young wizard who was convinced that Trelawney was an old liar was still murmuring in his heart - after all, Tom was a very reliable person and he would not joke about this kind of thing. If he says the conclusion is the same, then it's really the same.

Some little witches looked at Tom with sympathy in their eyes. Poor Tom, he must be in pain when he loses his true love... Then let me heal the scars in his heart! Some people used their brains.

Ron was a little surprised and confused - he was always a person who changed his position. When he was in the third grade, he still believed in the "unknown" said by Professor Trelawney!

"Why do I feel that what the old liar said this time is true? But if it is true, wouldn't it be..." He turned sideways and locked ears with Harry.

Harry dealt with it casually, but there was a huge wave in his heart. This prophecy, combined with the scenes he saw that day, can be said to prove something from all angles. He decided to talk to Tom after class.

"Okay, that's the end of today's class." Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, Professor Trelawney ended the class with great satisfaction and signaled to the little wizards to leave. As for today's homework, I will give my destiny in December based on my own astrological chart.

After class, the little wizards left the classroom one after another.

Watching Tom gradually disappearing on the hanging ladder, Harry made up his mind.

"Ron, let's meet in the Potions classroom." He hurriedly packed his schoolbag and walked quickly to the trap door of the Divination classroom. "You go first, I will catch you later."

Ron was stunned: "That's Snape's Potions class, you will be late!"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Ron:?

Looking at Harry's back running towards Tom, he could only sigh that love is something that makes people go to their heads. Harry was not even afraid of Snape because of Cho Chang.

Tom's mood was very complicated at this time. That prophecy weighed on his heart like a big stone, making him unable to breathe.

Is Hermione's life in danger?

he does not know. All he could do was stay with her in the following days. All he could guarantee was that he must be a corpse before Hermione was in mortal danger.

What made him a little troubled was that many girls gathered around him and talked nonsense, which made him upset.

At this moment, he felt something, and the wand slid to his cuff, but the next moment, Tom's mind moved slightly, and he stopped the movement abruptly, letting the magic spell flying from behind hit his schoolbag.

"Split into pieces!"

The curse that sneaked up on Tom was cast by Harry. He didn't want irrelevant people to hear his conversation with Tom, so he fell behind Tom and used a splitting spell to cut open Tom's bag.

Tom's quills, parchments, and textbooks fell out and scattered all over the floor. Fortunately, Tom never uses ink, otherwise it would be worse.

"Oops, it looks like I need to change my schoolbag!" Tom said in a false voice, urging the students around him to go to class first.

The group of chattering girls finally reluctantly left.

Tom stopped pretending to pack his things. He stood up, looked behind him at the direction where the spell had just been shot, and said, "The spell almost hit me just now."

Harry, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but fortunately Tom didn't continue to dwell on this matter.

"What's the matter?" he said.

"Uh...actually, I hope you can help me ask Qiu Zhang...if she has a dance partner?" Harry hesitated for a moment and said something outrageous.

As soon as he said it, he regretted it a little.

Sure enough, Tom's face became very wonderful.

"You didn't hesitate to break my schoolbag just to say this?" He couldn't laugh or cry. "Would it cause misunderstanding if you ask like this? Can I mention your name?"

"Of course, but that's not important," Harry regained his consciousness and hurriedly said, "Actually, it's like this..."

He told Tom what he saw that day.

"I think I can sometimes connect with Voldemort's perspective." Harry looked serious.

Tom moved imperceptibly, avoiding looking directly into Harry's eyes.

"Have you told Professor Dumbledore about this?"

"No."

"Then you must tell him."

"Um."

The two fell silent, as if they had finished speaking.

"Any thing else?"

Harry gritted his teeth, "I saw in Voldemort's memory before that Hermione was hit by Voldemort's curse——"

"I know." Tom said expressionlessly: "Hurry up and go to class. If you don't hurry up, you will be late."

After that, he took out his wand and pointed at the debris on the ground, and these things floated together with the cracked schoolbag, and were gathered together by Tom.

Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Tom walked away.

Curse, death omen, Voldemort...the fragmented information gradually connected into a thread in Tom's mind, and the context of the matter became clearer.

Contrary to the expected reaction, Tom gradually calmed down.

He felt that he was in the calmest and most rational state now, as if he was in the sage's time.

He walked straight back to the common room and skipped the rest of the class without hesitation. He piled the broken schoolbag and various sundries on the table in the corner of the lounge, and then sat on a stool in a daze.

Tom's absence from school caused Hermione's concern.

His unusual behavior made Hermione realize something. So when everyone was heading to the Great Hall for dinner, Hermione ran back to the Ravenclaw common room against the flow of people.

"You are indeed here." Hermione said breathlessly: "Why didn't you go to Charms class? Professor Flitwick must have noticed it. You'd better explain it to him - and, here are my notes …”

As she spoke, she closed her mouth. Because she saw that the light was gone from her boy's eyes. At this time, Tom was like a lifeless piece of meat, sitting lifelessly on the chair.

"Recovered as before!" Hermione first repaired Tom's schoolbag, then sat next to Tom, took his hand, and asked softly: "What's wrong? You seem...not quite right?"

Tom pulled his hand away. This made Hermione even more uneasy. She reached out and touched Tom's cheek, and forced Tom's head over to make him look at her.

"What's wrong? You can tell me anything, and I might be able to help."

"Do you understand this too?" Tom finally spoke. His tone was very calm, so calm that it made Hermione's heart tingle.

Her face turned pale little by little, and she had a bad feeling in her heart.

"Were you hit by Voldemort's spell before?"

Faced with this question, Hermione was briefly silent.

Finally, she nodded slowly.

"But, the problem is not very serious. Professor Dumbledore is already helping me find a solution -"

"Hermione, you know what? You raise your eyebrows every time you tell a lie."

"I didn't raise my eyebrows?"

"You admitted you were lying?"

Hermione: ...

Damn it! Why is Tom so smart here?

"Can you please tell the truth? I beg you..." Tom took the initiative to hold Hermione's hands, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Looking at Tom's sad eyes, Hermione could no longer hide it and told Tom about her situation.

"Seventeen years old..." Tom's body swayed, and he felt a heavy breath in his throat, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing Tom's appearance, Hermione panicked. She quickly hugged Tom and let him nestle in her arms, letting the clothes on her chest gradually get soaked.

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There have been no updates in the past two days, mainly because Hermione invited me out to dinner the night before yesterday. I was too tired and accidentally overslept last night. Sorry!

I present a two-in-one 4,000-word chapter. I hope everyone is satisfied~