Chapter 447： divination prediction

Chapter 447 Divination and Prediction

The next morning, the weather was gray, and there was a gloomy cloud above everyone's head. While Albert was eating breakfast, the sky began to drizzle.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the hall, and whispers began to fill the surroundings. Everyone seemed to be talking about something in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know." George took a step ahead of Lee Jordan and ran to find someone else to inquire about the news.

"This guy took my job again." Lee Jordan took out a piece of parchment from his backpack and handed it to Albert.

"What's this?"

"The list of the top sixteen players in the wizarding card game." Lee Jordan took a big bite of a piece of bread covered with peanut butter, and replied inarticulately.

After Albert had wiped out the food on the plate, he picked up the list of players for the wizard card competition given by Lee Jordan. The selection of the top 16 had ended yesterday, and there was not much change from the previous session.

If there is a difference, then there may be a dark horse.

A guy like Isobel, who hardly ever plays wizard cards, can actually beat other players and reach the top 16 with ease.

"I just heard that Filch found Kenneth Toller unconscious in the bathroom on the third floor." George brought back a piece of unpleasant news.

Fred paused as he smeared peanut butter on the bread slices, looked up at George, "Kenneth was attacked?"

"When Filch found Kenneth, his head was stuffed into the toilet, his pants were ripped off, and he looked very miserable."

Who attacked Kenneth, everyone can actually guess.

Eighth achievement is Flint of Slytherin.

Last time, Kenneth Toller had someone strip off the pants of Slytherin Quidditch captain Marcus Flint, and the two sides became enmity. Just earlier this month, Kenneth was found passed out in the bathroom Here, the trousers were ripped off.

"If it's in the bathroom on the third floor, why didn't anyone find him in advance?" Fred asked in confusion as he took a bite of a piece of bread.

"Someone should have cast an illusion spell on him, or put him directly in the compartment. If he didn't wake up, it would be difficult to find out." Albert stuffed the list into his schoolbag.

"It's kind of weird," George grumbled.

"Tell me about your discovery." Fred motioned George to continue.

"Will Marcus Flint take revenge on Kenneth Toller twice?" George asked after thinking for a while, "If the first time is revenge, what's the second time?"

"It's also revenge." Lee Jordan hurriedly finished his slice of bread, picked up his schoolbag and left the hall with his roommates.

Neither Fred nor George agrees with Lee Jordan.

On the way to the divination classroom, Albert suddenly asked, "Have you taught Kenneth the illusion spell?"

"Taught, Kenneth has already mastered it, although he is not yet able to use the Disillusionment Charm skillfully." When George answered Albert's question, he seemed to have thought of something.

"you mean…"

"This time, it is estimated that Kenny wanted to seek revenge from Flint, but he accidentally fell into the hands of the other party." Albert told the three of them about his guess.

If that's the case, some things are not difficult to explain.

If someone comes to trouble themselves, they will definitely teach the other party an impressive lesson.

At this moment, Albert and his partners also realized that the Disillusionment Charm was not as reliable as before, and Flint was obviously already on guard against the Disillusionment Curse.

"By the way, there is one more thing." George whispered: "I heard that Kenneth can't remember who attacked him, and his memory has probably been erased."

"It seems that the other party came prepared!"

Albert could guess what was going on even without thinking about it. Marcus Flint was ready to take revenge.

"What are you going to do?" Fred also found it very troublesome. Since they started researching joke props, he didn't want to waste time on those people.

"Look for a chance to catch them all, and erase part of their memory by the way." Albert is also planning to solve the problem once, and doesn't want to continue to entangle with them.

"Why don't you try divination later?" Fred suggested, they were just going to a divination class.

The second half of the divination class is about crystal ball divination. Apart from Albert, who is suspected to be able to predict the future, there are no other wizards who can predict the future. Most of the students are just making up to deal with Professor Trelawney.

"That's a good idea." Albert followed the stairs into the attic.

Before class, Professor Trelawney directly announced that crystal ball divination will be the main content of the final exam, and everyone needs to tell her what they saw in the crystal ball.

"Do you think we should think about what to predict when the time comes?" Lee Jordan laughed at himself in a low voice: "How about the prediction that Gryffindor won the Quidditch trophy?"

"I think it should be predicted that Gryffindor House will eventually defeat Slytherin House to win the House Cup." Fred said without thinking. "In fact, we did predict future outcomes."

"See what?" George asked in a low voice. In his field of vision, nothing could be seen in the crystal ball except for the whirling white mist.

"Well, I saw... an attack, and there were many people on the other side." Albert couldn't help frowning, recalling the picture passing through the crystal ball, he speculated, "You and Fred may have been attacked by someone? "

"Son, tell me, what did you see in the crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney walked towards this side at some point.

"I saw there was no paper in the bathroom," Albert grumbled.

"Does this mean that if you want to go to the toilet, you'd better bring your own tissues." Fred joked in a weird tone.

When the other students in the class heard Fred's teasing, they couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Professor Trelawney frowned, looking unhappy.

"Mr. Weasley, tell me, what did you see in your crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney couldn't help but raise his tone.

After being asked by Professor Trelawney to perform a divination, Fred began to put on a show. It took about two minutes before he told everyone that he saw a trophy and announced that Gryffindor would win this year's Quidditch trophy.

"Well, my dear," Professor Trelawney sighed after looking at the crystal ball, "I'm sure you've tried your best."

"She actually thinks that Gryffindor will lose the game?" Fred couldn't help but sneer as he watched Professor Trelawney walk away, "Harry easily defeated Slytherin and Hufflepuff. Team, this year's Quidditch trophy will definitely go to Gryffindor."

"That's not the point. Albert said we would be attacked." George lowered his voice and reminded, "The other party may find a lot of helpers."

The three of them have participated in Albert's training, and their actual combat ability is much stronger than most students. Even if the opponent is a senior student, they may not necessarily lose.

But if the opponent has an advantage in numbers, the situation is completely different.

"Why didn't the two of us act as bait and take the initiative to lure each other into the bait?" Fred obviously disagreed with George's point of view. He knew that he was being attacked, but did nothing to subdue the other party. This is not a stupid thing they would do. What's more, they still have Albert. Even if there is a numerical disadvantage, they may not necessarily lose, unless Albert is attacked and directly knocked down.

The probability of this is very small, after all, Albert can see through those poor-quality disillusionment spells.

After listening to Fred's words, Albert was also stunned.

He understood what Fred meant. Is this going to be used as bait to hook him out and catch him all?

This seems to make sense, but... it seems a bit...

"We can't be sure when the other party will attack us. Don't forget that Albert said that there are many people on the other side." Li Qiaodan rarely used his brain to think hard.

"Being able to gather a bunch of people means that it must be meal time, or a weekend break."

"If we really want to do that, we can use him." George pointed to Slytherin's Montague, the guy's head is not very bright.

"I think that's a good idea."

The three looked at Albert, waiting for him to make the final decision.

"Okay, let's do it."

Albert glanced at the new panel task, nodded and agreed to the plan of the three.

After class, Albert deliberately whispered to Fred, George and Lee Jordan about the next plan, and it happened that Montague in Slytherin heard him.

"Do you think he will believe it?" Lee Jordan looked at the back of Montague leaving, and did not think that the other party would believe the conversation just now.

After all, they were too obvious just now, as if they were deliberately letting him hear.

"No." Albert said softly, "But I think he will be smart, and that's enough."

(end of this chapter)