Chapter 477 Professor Trelawney's Prophecy
Chapter 477 Professor Trelawney's Prophecy
Chapter 477 Professor Trelawney's Prophecy
The last exam is a divination class.
After finishing this course, William had to work overtime to investigate the practice of ancient runes in the third grade.
That's right, his practical exam was squeezed to the end by all the teachers.
This highlights the concept of a brother within a brother.
The grades should be fully counted before the end of the term.The earlier the exam is taken, the professor of that course will naturally have more time and the sooner he will be relieved.
So, for the twelve subjects, who will take the test first... At this time, it reflects the status in the world.
Of the Big Four, McGonagall, Snape, Flitwick, and Sprout, the last two... one is a nice guy, and the other has no sense of existence.
The first to take the exam is usually the first two people.
For example, Professor Snape, who moves the fastest, even after the written test in the morning, the result will be corrected before lunch.
Then, while eating, he would put on an expression that looked like an idiot to everyone.
He even looked at someone deliberately, showing a disgusting smile that gloated at others' misfortune.
Those who are stared at by him will subconsciously feel that they have failed the exam, which will affect the subsequent exams.
For example, Neville... has experienced this kind of collapse many times.
Old psychologist!
As the younger brother William, all the professors squeezed his practice exam to the last position.
And with peace of mind.
To put it bluntly is the finale, to put it bluntly... no one takes him as a follower.
Even Professor Trelawney, who had always been at the bottom of the third-year divination exam, was ahead of William's practice class!
Isn't this insulting?
Who do you look down on?
In the next school year, why don't you stop teaching that dead woman, Babling.
Speaking of which, I haven't heard from her for a long time, and I don't know what I'm doing, whether I have gained Tom's trust.
While William was thinking about things in the United States, he and Qiu walked towards the North Tower.
Many students sat on the spiral staircase leading to Professor Trelawney's classroom, hoping to cram something at the last moment.
What is there to remember about this kind of metaphysics exam?You can pass with your eyes closed.
William hadn't taken this class for a long time, but it didn't prevent him from studying on his own.
Especially the famous "Tyco Dodonus' Forecast", he and Hermione often read it as a bedtime reading, and then randomly analyzed it together.
But this kind of thing is the same as the push back picture, only after the event happens, will you be aware of it and taste it.
The door was opened, and Héloise descended the stairs with a smile on her face.
"She said that this Christmas, I will meet someone I really like." Heloise said proudly.
When she said this, the pimples on her face were full of oil, like salted duck eggs.
A few more students went up, and soon a familiar vague voice came.
"Autumn Zhang!"
Cho quickly climbed the silver staircase and disappeared.After about 10 minutes, I walked down the stairs with an unhappy face.
"How did you go?" William asked.
"Ah, it's too bad, I almost quarreled with her." Qiu shrugged.
"..."
"She said that in my next school year, I will encounter misfortune, what almost drowned in water... Keep me away from the lake." Qiu said indifferently.
"Be careful, you haven't come for a semester, she won't speak well of you!" Qiu laughed.
At this time, Professor Trelawney called out: "William Stark!"
After William and Qiu said goodbye, they walked down the stairs and entered the room.
In the tower room, the curtains were drawn, and a fire burned in the fireplace.The temperature is above [-] degrees, like a sauna.
Even so, Professor Trelawney wore thick clothes, a sheer gauze-like shawl, and various necklaces.
She stood by the cabinet, picked up a bottle of sherry, pulled off the lid, and the room immediately smelled of alcohol.
"Drink, boy?"
Professor Trelawney asked, but she didn't mean to give William a drink. Instead, she raised her head and gulped it down.
"..."
"Alcohol is a good thing. It can clear my mind and better predict the future." She said in a mysterious tone.
"Come, take a look at our stars," said Professor Trelawney softly.
She waved her silver satinwood wand, and the light in the room dimmed, and it was like nighttime, with the stars on the ceiling.
"Look at this resplendent sky... Now let me time you... Then tell me what you see..." Professor Trelawney's voice was muffled.
"Oh——" William imitated the horseman and said, "Mars is very bright today."
"The movement of the planets, and the mysterious signs they display, represent the destiny of mankind." Trelawney's voice was ethereal.
"Mars is bright... what does this portend?"
"The spark that brings war is shining brightly above our heads, suggesting that soon there will be renewed fighting."
William repeated Ronan's words confidently.
"Really?" Professor Trelawney sighed.
"Oh dear, you haven't come to class for too long and you have missed a lot of important knowledge.
I'm a bit disappointed by your answer...but I'm sure you've tried your best.
Would you like some sherry...not as good as your Christmas gift, but it will clear you up. "
"..."
William grinned and said, "Professor, I still have quite a few. If this can clear your mind and allow you to better foresee the future..."
"Really?" Professor Trelawney opened his eyes and looked deeply at William.
"Be careful, kid... Mars can cause accidents and things, when it makes an angle with Saturn, like this—"
William immediately repeated Trelawney's answer.
Satisfied, she quickly wrote something down on the parchment in her lap.
William saw the 'O'.
He stood up and turned to leave the classroom when a loud, hoarse voice spoke from behind him.
William turned his head to see Professor Trelawney frozen in the armchair, her eyes wandering and her jaw drooping.
As if possessed by a ghost, her eyes began to roll violently.
"Professor, are you okay...did you drink too much?"
Professor Trelawney spoke suddenly, in a hoarse voice, nothing like her usual voice.
"As the daylight grows darker, the night of watchfulness comes.
With the help of his servants, the ruthless Dark Lord will rise again.
Ruthlessness breeds resentment, and resentment breeds betrayal.
When the three traitors appear, there must be death behind...death behind..."
Professor Trelawney let out a snort as her head dropped to her chest.Then, quite suddenly, her head popped up again.
"I'm sorry, dear boy," she said dreamily, "I just drank too much cheap wine, you know... my salary was cut, I thought maybe it was fake..."
William still stood there, frowning.
"Is there something wrong, William?"
"You—you seem to have made a prophecy just now—that the Dark Lord will rise again with the help of his servants—and that there will be three traitors—"
Professor Trelawney panicked.
"Dark Lord? The one who can't even mention his name? William, don't scare me, this is not a joke..."
William stared at Trelawney's face, wondering if she was lying.
"Go, William, this tells us one thing, don't drink fake wine!" Trelawney said quickly.
"I remember that you are substituting the ancient runes, right? Dumbledore should let a teacher like you become the vice-principal, who is much more competent than Minerva."
"..."
Are you sure this isn't an irony?
Having known Professor Snape for a long time, William always listens to everyone who talks like... yin and yang!
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(Please recommend tickets, everyone.
Thanks to the big guy "Black Hand Chief Xianyuwei" for the reward)
(End of this chapter)
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