Spotted By Grindelwald And Went To Hogwarts Chapter 294: Professor Trelawney’s prophecy

Since he got a card (gold) from Sybill Trelawney, Sean still added the divination class that was originally excluded from the plan to the class schedule.

The description of the card's effect is astonishing, an absolutely accurate prediction of the future that will not be changed.

Before that, Sean had no way of knowing the specific content of the prophecy, so it may be a trivial matter, or it may be a terrible big change. Of course, if he predicted his own terrible future, he could only wait for bad luck.

Whether it is to put the card at the bottom of the box, or to use the card more reliably and safely in the future, Sean decided to take Professor Trelawney's class well, after all, the name of the professor is written on the card.

When Sean walked into the divination classroom and sat down in the calico armchair, he still sighed involuntarily.

The room full of pungent aromas was so hot that it made people sweat, all the curtains were drawn tightly, and the dim red light shone on the small round table in front of Sean. Beside the blazing fireplace stood a great heap of teacups, crystal balls, quills, and burnt candle stubs.

There is a large pile of tattered playing cards on the very side. Sean dared to bet that if Ian Teich, a veteran collector and enthusiast of playing cards, would faint in pain if he saw those playing cards with yellow dirt standing on them.

This classroom is as weird as the professor in this class...

Shawn's impression of Professor Trelawney is: a teacher who has inherited some prophetic blood but likes to bluff students.

In the original timeline, Professor Trelawney's real predictions are all accurate, but her predictions in a normal state seem to be something that every bad fortune-teller will do—prediction without interruption, regardless of the occasion, regardless of the object, and the result of the prediction will always point to something unknown.

Sean remembered that the professor's predictions seemed to have come true, so he went to the more serious Percy and Cedric to confirm before taking this class.

Because Sean always felt that most of those predictions were false... After all, everyone will encounter unlucky things, and this professor seems to be very good at observing other people's weaknesses.

Especially Sean has seen a true prophet like Grindelwald.

As he expected, both Cedric and Percy gave the same information—Professor Trelawney almost predicted everyone's bad luck, but very few of them came true.

In other words, if you bet on all six numbers on the dice, you will always win one.

Thinking about it, Sean still made up his mind to attend class well.

It's just that Professor Trelawney gave everyone a "dismissal".

The professor, who looked like a giant shiny beetle, suddenly collapsed in horror the moment he walked into the classroom.

"What did I see..." She panted heavily, her eyes with thick lenses widened in horror, "What did I see..."

The other students were terrified. A girl wanted to help Professor Trelawney up, but she tremblingly pushed the girl away.

"No, no need... I, I'm fine..."

Then she stood up trembling, took out a cup of hot tea out of nowhere and took a sip before calming down.

"Phew... ph...that's terrible...don't ask me, don't ask me what happened."

"Professor, what did you see?" Someone immediately asked.

Professor Trelawney touched his chest, and replied in shock: "Unknown, I saw a huge unknown among you, I saw death, I saw disaster!"

The students covered their mouths in horror, but Sean and Hermione looked at each other, seeing the helplessness in each other's eyes.

Frankly speaking, if this is the first meeting, Sean may feel that Professor Trelawney has seen the guilt in his body, but the key point is-he has been in Hogwarts for two years, and it is not that he has had close contact with Professor Trelawney during that time, so the professor will not have any panic...

Besides, as expected, the professor should be vague afterwards.

Sure enough, when Parvati Patil of Gryffindor nervously asked about the specific content, Professor Trelawney just shook his head profoundly: "The veil of the future is vague and terrifying. This is not the time for you to understand. When you learn the real art of divination from me, you will understand yourself—provided that you really have the talent to see through the fog."

Without Professor McGonagall's professional presentation, nor Professor Flitwick's entertaining teaching, Professor Trelawney still shocked most of the students at the opening.

At least, most of the students from wizard families are very convinced of this.

However, Sean and Hermione were obviously not too cold.

The essence of magic is a miracle, but the prophecy really can't find the track of the magic power. Professor Trelawney's performance is also very different from the prophet in Sean's impression.

At the beginning of the class, Professor Trelawney made a few more small predictions aimed at a certain student, and the classroom was filled with the aura of a magic stick.

Sean drank the tea, shook the tea leaves in the cup three times with his left hand, then turned the cup upside down on the tray, waited for the last drop of tea to seep out, and then handed the cup to Hermione: "Can you see anything?"

Hermione compared "Picking the Fog to See the Future", her face was tense, and she kept turning her face back and forth between the pages of the book and Sean's tea leaves.

"It looks like an iron felt, which means that you will get a gift from someone recently, or a weapon?" Hermione said uncertainly.

"Well, that sounds good..."

"Wait, if you turn the cup like this...it looks like a door again...this means that you will encounter a dilemma recently, and whether you can solve it smoothly depends on whether the doorknob is pushed open...Damn it, I can't see clearly."

Sean shrugged his shoulders: "Actually, I have encountered a lot of trouble since I entered school."

"Don't make noise! ​​I'm comparing it! My God, can't the book clearly list the observation direction and priority of the graphics? And, what about combinations? What about several patterns?!" Hermione looked very angry.

Sean wisely stopped provoking Hermione's anger. He picked up the girl's teacup and observed it.

"Well, it looks like a pile of poop... Let me see, there is no interpretation of **** in the book... Oh, don't hit people, Hermione, this is just a metaphor!"

Sean spent a lot of energy, but he still couldn't see anything from the pile of brown tea dregs.

He even suspected that Dumbledore also participated in the compilation of the book "Peeling Through the Mist to See the Future", which is full of riddles.

Professor Trelawney, who was patrolling the classroom, saw the confused Sean. She walked over and snatched the cup from Sean's hand. After spinning around to observe, she once again showed that characteristic expression of surprise: "My child, this is an omen. The omen reminds you that you are walking on a road full of thorns! There is a disagreement between you and order... that is very dangerous, very dangerous..."

The students all looked over, and Ron at the small round table behind Sean murmured, "Sean was kidnapped by Grindelwald last time..."

Suddenly, the eyes of the others looking at Sean were filled with horror.

Only Hermione put the teacup on the table, she looked at Professor Trelawney quietly: "Professor, that's my teacup."

Shawn almost laughed out loud.

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Trelawney glanced at Hermione unhappy: "Yes, of course I know, this is my reminder to you."

Speaking, she picked up the teacup that really belonged to Sean: "Crown...you have real talent...you have a prestige that ordinary people can't have..."

"Yes, everyone knows," Hermione said calmly, "Sean is very popular, and his grades are also very good."

Professor Trelawney retorted: "That's prestige."

Harry sat back on the chair, with his hands on the back of the chair: "Sean's prestige is very high - before he went to Nurmengard last time, he made a big news in the auditorium."

Professor Trelawney ignored the two of them, she looked at the teacup and continued: "Eyes...you are being watched."

Then, she widened her eyes: "This! The second pair of eyes... Oh my god, my god, you are being targeted by a terrible existence! This is, this is—unknown!"

She was out of breath again.

"What does that mean?" Lavender Brown of Gryffindor, a round-faced girl, grabbed her braids and asked extremely nervously.

"That's... That's... No! Don't ask me!" Professor Trelawney covered his heart, and took a last look at Sean, "My dear child, you have to be careful, the thing you are most worried about right now may be coming true, maybe a disaster is coming your way!"

After finishing speaking, she ran away from the helpless Xiao En.

Many people subconsciously took half a step back.

Shawn held his forehead and was speechless. Before he came, he thought about it, because he was taken away by Grindelwald and parasitized by Voldemort. He is a relatively special existence among the students,

Professor Trelawney is likely to use him for power - to be precise, use Sean to establish her image as an enigmatic soothsayer.

Just like in the original book, she predicted that Harry had encountered something unknown.

The reality is that the **** dog Harry met representing death was his good godfather Sirius, and Harry did not lose his life until the end.

Now, this embarrassing thing is coming to Sean.

Why don't I put that card at the bottom of the box... Sean sighed secretly.

Obviously, he couldn't really learn about divination from the normal Professor Trelawney, and the abnormal Professor Trelawney who had real divination abilities appeared randomly-but she herself didn't remember...

Maybe, as Grindelwald once told him, you can learn spells, you can practice transformation, or, as long as you want, you can also use your heart to make friends with magical animals.

There is only prophecy, which depends entirely on talent. Yes is yes, no is no. There is no such thing as excellent, good or passing in this course, only yes or no.

When Sean walked out of the classroom at the end of the divination class, Hermione followed beside her holding "Piercing the Fog to See the Future". She also maintained the anger on her face.

"She's totally scaremongering!" Hermione said in a low voice.

Sean smiled helplessly: "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't. But it seems that Professor Trelawney's method works well among many students."

"That's because wizards are naturally inclined to the mysterious side, especially students from wizard families." Harry followed up from behind and patted Sean on the shoulder with a smile.

"What about you, Professor Trelawney predicted that you will fall from a height soon." Sean replied with a smile.

Harry shrugged: "Wood recently raised the training intensity again, besides, who has never fallen off a broomstick playing Quidditch."

Besides, Neville, who was reminded by Trelawney to care about his grandmother's health, held his chin and said, "My grandmother is looking for someone to order dentures recently. By the way, the last tooth is about to fall out. Does this count as a medical condition?"

"Why doesn't it count?" Ron, who believed in these things the most, interrupted, "Sean, what are you most worried about recently?"

"Me?" Sean smiled, "At present, I am most worried that my favorite lamb chops will not be on the table at noon today."

Half an hour later, Ron on the Gryffindor long table waved to Sean, then pointed to the table in horror.

Sean understood what he meant: no lamb chops today!

Shaking his head and turning back to the table, Sean took his second favorite steak and put it on the plate.

Besides, Daisy, who heard Hermione's story about today's divination class, stood up and took a shepherd's pie. She put the pie on Sean's plate and said cautiously: "Mutton stuffing, don't you?"

Sean cut some pie and put it in his mouth, then said with a bitter face, "This taste...why do you have to cook it with potato skins?"

"But at least it's mutton, maybe it's the meat from lamb chops!" Daisy blinked her eyes, her face was very cute.

Hermione took a sip of pumpkin juice, and said calmly: "The types of food at Hogwarts change every day, lamb chops have never been a fixed dish, and the British themselves rarely eat mutton—and Sean doesn't believe that prophecy at all."

Sean stuffed the rest of the pie into Daisy's mouth: "That's right, I care more about you two now, after all, you are about to face the biggest challenge since you entered school."

Daisy blushed and quickly chewed and swallowed the pie: "I think the taste is not bad! At least it's much better than the leaves."

Sean saw the blade attached to the girl's palate, and he said with a smile: "When you have a real Mandrake blade in your mouth, you will know what the invincible dragon dung smell is..."

"Sean, it's time to eat!" Hermione glared at him.

"Isn't this to make you mentally prepare in advance? By the way~IndoMTL.com~I suggest not to drink elderflower dew for this month, this thing will amplify the taste of dragon dung..."

"Don't say it, don't say it!" Daisy covered her ears. She usually likes sparkling water made of elderflower dew the most. This sad news made it hard for her to accept.

Sure enough, suffering needs to be shared with someone to alleviate it. Sean happily ate lunch, because of Trelawney's prophecy, he has already been watched by countless people.

There will be Daisy's frown, and he will be much happier.

Hermione gave him a disgusted look: "Childish."

"When the full moon starts, your mouth will be full of..."

Hermione interrupted him angrily: "Childish!"

Shawn smiled even more happily.

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