themonasnovels Chapter 252 99-year non-disclosure agreement
Chapter 252 99-year non-disclosure agreement
Chapter 252 99-year non-disclosure agreement
The first lesson of the third grade is divination, and the classroom is on the top of the North Tower.
Professor Trelawney has lived in this slightly remote place since she came to Hogwarts.
Ten minutes before class began, William, Cho, and Marietta came to a platform.
A group of people are waiting on the platform.
It turns out that there are no stairs nearby, and the door of the divination classroom is on the ceiling, and there is a trap door there.
Chic classroom!
At this time, the trap door suddenly opened, and a silver ladder fell down.
Everyone started to line up and climbed the silver stairs slowly.
Thanks to Professor Trelawney's "good reputation", there are not a few students who take this course, and everyone regards it as a compulsory course with mixed grades.
William climbed a ladder and entered an odd classroom.
In fact, it wasn't a classroom at all, more like a cross between an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.
If there are melon seeds and an old man holding a gavel and talking about storytelling, it will be more similar.
At least twenty small round tables are crammed into this classroom.Indian print armchairs and bulging poufs surround each table.
Everything was lit with a dull scarlet light; the curtains were drawn, and many of the lamps had crimson shades.
Judging from the decoration style, it was very similar to what William had seen in his previous life, those special places in some deep alleys that were unknown but could always be found.
William has also specifically researched why he should use red attire.
The red light is eye-catching. In the dark night, a red light is like a lighthouse in the sea, warm and fascinating.
Red lights also give people a sense of mystery, inviting people to go into that dark place... to explore.
William looked around. Like most single women's rooms, it was a mess.
The round walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, worn playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a slew of tea utensils.
It looked like it hadn't been cleaned up in years.
When everyone entered the classroom, a voice suddenly came from the shadows, it was a trance, vague voice.
Kind of like Luna's style.
"Welcome," said the voice, "it is good to see you in the physical world."
Professor Trelawney walked into the firelight, very thin and wearing large spectacles.
A glistening shawl like light sheer gauze was draped over her shoulders, numerous necklaces and beads hung around her slender neck, and bracelets and rings adorned her arms and hands.
It looks like an antique!
Of course it could be fake.
"Sit down, my boys, sit down." Trelawney seemed happy to see so many students.
"You can appear here, to be honest, I am very happy, but also very sad."
"I'm happy that you are all willing to follow me into the world of prophecy, but the sad thing is..."
Professor Trelawney suddenly choked up and wiped his nose with a calico handkerchief.
"Sorry, I'm a little rude."
"Professor, what happened?" Judy Crouch of Slytherin House asked boldly.
"You are sick, we don't have to take this class?" Jon Hart guessed excitedly.
"You were fired by Professor Dumbledore?" Elena Kaslana said happily.
"If you are expelled, I will not be expelled." Professor Trelawney glared at her, then sighed.
"Well, believe me, ignorance is bliss, children, and you won't want to know."
When Professor Trelawney said this, everyone became even more curious.
"I can't tell you, really!" Professor Trelawney shook her head, "It's about a prophecy, a millennial prophecy.
In 1999, wizards would sign non-disclosure agreements on this matter...don't ask, I can't tell, although it's only 92 years now!
If it is said, it will affect the future timeline and cause unpredictable disasters.
Maybe everyone will die! "
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, hearing what she meant, it seemed that the year 2000 was the end of the world.
William raised his eyebrows. Could it be the famous Earth Defense War in his previous life?
But one thing to say, Professor Trelawney is really like a magic stick, especially in attracting the attention of little wizards, he is really good at it!
After fooling everyone, Trelawney sat in an armchair in front of the fireplace, her eyes were tightly closed, and her voice drifted.
"Don't worry about the future, welcome to my divination class.
Being able to choose this course means that everyone is somewhat wise.Go further than those who go to other courses. "
William and Qiu looked at each other, hearing Professor Trelawney's tone, the students who didn't come to her class were all idiots.
Professor Trelawney rearranged the shawl meticulously, and continued: "If you take the divination class, you should be aware of it, and this will be the most difficult class of all magic skills you will face.
Yes, I noticed that many students brought "Intermediate Transfiguration". I must say that the difficulty of this course is far higher than that of Transfiguration.
Even Minerva had to admit it. "
Everyone looked skeptical. They didn't know whether Transfiguration was difficult or not, but divination was notoriously easy.
Just a little knack for lying.
And this ability is innate to many people, especially witches.
"I know everyone is skeptical. After class, you can ask Professor McGonagall what grade she got in the divination class in the OWLs exam."
Professor Trelawney continued: "Before the class, I must remind you: If you don't have 'sight', then I can teach you very little, which requires talent.
I don't intend to boast, but in this era, there are very few prophets with a wide "horizon" like me.
Otherwise, why would Professor Dumbledore invite me to teach this class?
By the way, he also raised my salary last year, just to keep me, although I have already seen this with my third eye. "
Regarding this issue, everyone also wants to know that many senior students believe that Professor Trelawney is Dumbledore's illegitimate daughter.
She walks around the classroom like a ghost.
"Many witches and wizards, gifted as they are with thuds, smells, and sudden invisibility, cannot see through the fog into the future."
Professor Trelawney went on, her huge glowing eyes darting through the crowd.
"A talent of this kind is found only in the few. You, child—" she said suddenly to Judy Crouch, "how is your uncle?"
"I think so." Judy shrank her head.
"Oh, I don't think so. He's going to be in big trouble."
Professor Trelawney frightened and fooled, and finally mobilized everyone's attention.
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(End of this chapter)