Chapter 661： Feudal superstition

In the divination classroom on the roof of the North Tower of Hogwarts, Professor Sybill Trelawney is sitting cross-legged in front of a small round table, with his hands vacant above a crystal ball on the table, his mouth There are words to read.

Directly across from Professor Trelawney, Dolores Umbridge in a pink cardigan was watching her nervously.

As the hands above the crystal ball swayed slightly, the messy jewelry on Professor Trelawney's body collided with each other, making a clanging sound.

At the same time, a faint, milky glow emanated from Professor Trelawney's body, which was particularly conspicuous in the dim divination classroom, and also set off Professor Trelawney with a sense of holiness.

An expression of surprise appeared on Umbridge's face immediately. She held her breath for fear of disturbing Professor Trelawney. The stubby fingers of her hands were twisted together, reflecting her inner tension.

"I saw……"

Professor Trelawney said in her specially trained ethereal and ethereal voice, widening her eyes and looking at the crystal ball in front of her.

It's just that although she looked in the direction of the crystal ball, her eyes were out of focus, as if she was looking at something that didn't exist in the real world, and then magnified by her weird glasses, it looked like both. Scary and mysterious.

"I saw..." she repeated again, "it was a tree, a very special tree..." She frowned tightly, as if she had seen something terrible, The thing that arrives is obscured.

After a long pause, Professor Trelawney continued to speak in an ethereal and ethereal voice: "What you long for...you can find clues under that tree...it can bring you unexpected surprises and... Calamity...Danger and opportunity coexist...it depends on how you choose..."

After Professor Trelawney said the last sentence, it was as if all the strength of the whole body had been drained, and the whole person collapsed, and the milky white glow on the body also dimmed.

"Master Sybil! Can you be more specific?" Umbridge asked eagerly as soon as Professor Trelawney's "prophecy" was over.

And her stubby body was leaning forward as much as possible, almost pressing her upper body on the small round table.

"I remember what I should have told you before, Dolores." Professor Trelawney supported the edge of the table, "reluctantly" stood up, and said weakly: "The future is erratic, even if it is me And only a small glimpse into fate."

"Of course, of course, Sybill." Umbridge showed a flattering smile and boasted: "But I don't know anything about the art of fortune-telling, and a master fortune-teller like you should be able to analyze more from the prophecy. Lots of stuff, isn't it?"

"Okay...for your sake..." Professor Trelawney sighed and nodded reluctantly, "But I have to rest first, even if I am, I will still use the Celestial Eye. Tired."

"That's right!" Umbridge nodded.

Instead of urging Professor Trelawney, she took the initiative to run to the side, brought over the copper teapot burning on the stove and the teacup on the shelf, and poured the tea diligently.

Professor Trelawney seemed to recover a little after drinking a cup of scented tea slowly, her hunched body sat up a little, then she cleared her throat and said, "Just as I predicted, you What I'm looking for is under a rather special tree..."

Before Umbridge could ask, she shook her head and said, "As for what tree, I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly, all I can say for sure is that it's a relatively 'young' tree, and Rare."

"Then... that calamity?" Umbridge asked cautiously.

Last time, Professor Trelawney predicted bad luck to her, and she was turned into a toad man soon after, which also led her to fall into the situation where she may be slapped to the end at any time, so when I heard it again The word "calamity" popped out of Professor Trelawney's mouth, and Umbridge felt terrified.

"That's a more dangerous disaster than your last..." Professor Trelawney said, making Umbridge even more frightened.

Then she went on: "But as I just said, danger and opportunity often coexist, and there are possibilities out there that will allow you to solve your current predicament and even take you further."

"And you've got to get involved," Trelawney added as Umbridge struggled, with a proverb—"No risk, no gain."

Umbridge's expression became more tangled, the toad face almost twisted into a ball.

"I see, thank you for your suggestion, Master Sybill." Umbridge struggled for a long time, still seemingly undecided, but she didn't intend to continue to talk about Professor Trelawney here.

She put her fat and short palm into the small pink handbag she was carrying, and took out a bracelet made of a bunch of black beads. It should be a few years old to this bracelet.

Umbridge then handed the bracelet to Professor Trelawney.

"I have nothing to thank you, Sybil," she said flatteringly, her voice softer than usual, more like a little girl, "this was given to me by a friend of mine from the Bock family, I think It suits you perfectly."

In fact, that's what Umbridge bought from the Borgin Bock store in Knockturn Alley. In order to make herself a pure-blood wizard, she bought a lot of antiques that can be used as "proof" in private, and this bracelet is one of them.

Professor Trelawney just glanced slightly, then withdrew his gaze and did not reach for it.

"You can't refuse this time, Sybil." Umbridge shoved the bracelet into Professor Trelawney's hand. You didn't intend to receive my reward, but I can't be indifferent, it's just a small thank you."

"Okay." Then Professor Trelawney nodded flatly and said, "Then I will accept it."

As she said that, she casually put the bracelet on her left wrist, mixing it with a bunch of bracelets that were already there.

Seeing that Professor Trelawney had accepted his present, Umbridge got up and said goodbye.

"Then I'll leave you alone, Master Sybil." She bowed slightly to Trelawney, and left the Divination professor with a heavy heart.

And not long after Umbridge left, a black-footed cat that was a circle bigger than a slap emerged from Professor Trelawney's pocket, and then fell to the ground, turning into a cat with cat ears and A boy with a cat tail.

"Is this all right, Fish?" Professor Trelawney asked curiously. "I see Umbridge's appearance, she seems a little frightened, and she may not take this risk..."

"It shouldn't be a problem meow," Maomao shook her ears and replied with her head tilted, "Albus and Rita have both said that Umbridge's recent situation is not very good, she won't make any achievements, By the end of this semester, she's going to be unlucky meow..."

After he analyzed it plausibly, he suddenly changed the subject: "Although Feixu doesn't quite understand what it means."

(??w??)?

Seeing Professor Trelawney's shocked expression, Mao Mao quickly explained: "These are all taught by Albus to Fish He said that the content of the prophecy is enough... Albus is very deceiving meow!"

Professor Trelawney twitched the corners of her mouth. She never imagined that Dumbledore would actually be involved...

You are the headmaster of Hogwarts, are you always so busy? !

She growled in her heart.

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?Recommended ticket??Monthly ticket?

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nothingventured, nothinggained. (If you don't take risks, you won't gain anything), in fact, it's the English version of not entering the tiger's den, and getting the tiger's son.

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