Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 412: Dancing Snowman

In the morning, the sky was gray, the snow was still falling, the ground was covered with several feet of snow, and a thick layer of ice had frozen on the lake.

Christmas is coming, and the students are looking forward to the holiday, and they don't focus on their studies at all.

However, the divination class doesn't require everyone to spend much effort on learning.

Nowadays divination class has almost become a joke for the third graders this year. No one really takes this class seriously. Many students who choose divination class use small talk and laughter to pass the boring class time.

Now, everyone thinks that Professor Trelawney is a liar.

Compared with Professor Trelawney, no one talks about Albert's divination. After all, his words are always accurate, and many people even suspect that Albert may really master it. divination ability.

Currently, the divination class is still teaching everyone how to interpret tea leaves, which is the so-called tea divination, which is one of the most inaccurate items in almost all divinations.

As for why Albert came up with such an idea, the main reason was that he had been learning tea divination for several months, but he still could not find the skills related to tea divination on the panel. Burt wondered if tea divination was really a skill.

It is the skills related to divination, similar to palmistry and card divination. He has learned it by himself, but he has learned to interpret tea leaves for a few months, but he has never shown relevant skills.

Could it be that he was too stupid to learn?

Clearly not.

If Albert really did not have the talent for divination, it would be impossible to master many divination skills such as rune divination, crystal divination, card divination, plus palmistry.

Since it's not Albert's problem, it's naturally a problem with interpreting the tea leaves.

Every time I finish drinking tea, there will be a pile of tea residues left in the teacup.

Yes, it's tea residues, not tea leaves.

The information in the book on deciphering the tea leaves is just a template to be applied. Every time you pull hard, you can predict the result you want?

Clearly not.

Interpreting tea leaves is very subjective.

It's like someone who thinks about the lottery all day long, and everything looks like the lottery numbers. In the end, that person connects all the numbers he "saw" and tries to make a fortune, but of course he loses blood.

Before the get out of class ended, Albert received another compliment and bonus from Professor Trelawney. She also told everyone that next semester they would start to learn palmistry and have preliminary contact with crystals for divination.

On the way, Fred asked in an exaggerated tone something that he had not understood until now, "Tell me honestly, how do you see the acorn in the teacup?"

"Of course I guess." Albert replied honestly.

"Guess?" The three of them were speechless for a while. They could still say so confidently, and they didn't think Albert guessed it. From the performance in class, it was not difficult to see that Albert really did. Will interpret tea leaves.

"Yes, I guess. That's right, that's what it is." Albert seemed to emphasize the tone of his speech again, "Honestly, reading tea leaves is almost the most unreliable thing I have ever seen. One of the divinations."

"What is the second and third most unreliable divination?" Lee Jordan asked without thinking.

"Ornithology and Leaf Divination."

"How the **** did you guess?"

"We don't understand it anyway, so we just need to speculate based on something that may happen in the future. This is what I call reading tea leaves." Noticing the surprised gazes of the three companions, Albert shrugged. He shrugged, "Don't look at me like that, I also learned from Professor Trelawney."

"So, Professor Trelawney doesn't actually know divination?"

The three of them looked at each other. Although they had known about this for a long time, they were surprised to hear it from Albert's mouth.

"Wait, no, I don't remember last time you said that Professor Trelawney can divination, so that's why you became a professor of divination at Hogwarts?"

"Professor Trelawney should be one of those third-rate fortune-tellers who can't control their own fortune-telling abilities." Albert said casually, "However, we can still learn something useful from each other."

"How to fool others?" George curled his lips, "Are you sure you still need to learn those things?"

In the eyes of the three of them, Albert's ability to fool people is really powerful, and his mouth is more accurate than prophecy. There is no need to learn any prophecy or interpret tea, just need to move his mouth.

As the four of them passed the promenade, Fred suddenly suggested, "Would you like to build a snowman?"

"Don't go to the library as soon as you have time, your homework is not unfinished." Fred and George set up Albert and went to the yard.

"Don't, I'll go by myself." Albert suddenly paused, stopped in a certain place for a few seconds, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He shook his head and followed the three to the school yard. As soon as he entered the yard, a snowball flew towards Albert.

Albert stopped immediately, moved to the side, and the snowball hit Lee Jordan directly in the face.

"Who attacked me." Lee Jordan quickly bent down, picked up a ball of snow and squeezed it, ready to give the guy who attacked him a hard blow.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it just now." Truman apologized with a grin, showing no sincerity, and then threw a snowball toward him.

This snowball fight just started so inexplicably.

The three **** on Truman's side cast a spell on the snowball they had pinched, and the snowball chased and smashed Albert, and was finally blocked by Albert's magic.

"No snowball fight like you," Truman protested.

Albert waved his wand, and a snowball got bigger and bigger, heading towards the Truman trio, forcing them to dodge.

Albert had already rubbed himself a small snowball. After Truman and his buddies dispersed, he threw it directly at Truman. Truman, who was hit in the face by the snowball, fell directly. Sitting on the snow.

"Good opportunity, go."

"It hurts, can you please stop so hard, and why only hit me alone." Truman couldn't help complaining, Truman found the snowball rolling towards him just now~IndoMTL.com~ because you owe it more beat. ' said Truman's companion, smiling at him.

"Fuck, you're still here, are you going to crush me with this big snowball?" Truman was chased by a huge snowball, and he was pulling out his wand in his pocket to prepare When he broke the snowball, he found that the snowball had stopped. He couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief. He couldn't help complaining to Albert, "What the **** are you doing?"

"I'm just going to be a bigger snowman." Albert used magic to create another snowball and place it on top of the big snowball.

Fred, George and Lee Jordan were stunned by this scene.

"You call this a snowman?"

"Otherwise, do you have any opinion?" Albert asked with a smile, and while he was talking, he had easily completed a snowman the size of Hagrid.

"Wow, what a big snowman!"

Harry, Ron, and Hermione were also attracted to Albert's snowman as they approached.

"If you know how to use magic, you can do the same." Albert raised his wand and cast a spell on the snowman.

The originally heavy snowman actually grew a pair of short legs, and suddenly tap danced by himself, because the snowman is too heavy, and the ground trembles slightly every time he jumps.

"What kind of magic is this?"

Harry stared dumbfounded at the big snowman who was tap dancing in front of him.

Others also watched this scene with great interest. Some people applauded and some people applauded, and the atmosphere in the yard immediately became lively.

"What the **** are you doing?"

Snape appeared out of nowhere like a ghost.