The Hogwarts Emerald

Chapter 151: The fog has been cleared, but the future is even more confusing
On Monday, September 2, Ada was sitting in the auditorium eating breakfast, and the twins were talking to her about the sales of maps last night. Although the upgraded maps sold well, the old maps resold by old students still had some impact, and some students who did not have much pocket money chose the lower-priced old maps.

The same situation happened in the girls' dormitory that Ada was in charge of. This was something that had been expected. Ada herself was also using second-hand books, wasn't she? She couldn't just use force to monopolize the market. That would be too overbearing and would make her lose people's support and make her business even more difficult.

After a while, Ron and Harry came over, each holding a map in their hands, but Ron seemed a little unhappy, and he didn't even look at the twins.

Ron complained to Ada angrily: "Ada, Fred and George sold me a map last night. The original price was fine, but I just wanted to ask if there was an internal price. They raised the price directly, asking me one Galleon for a map!"

The twins were really good at raising the price of their brother. The speed at which they cheated their brother was much faster than Ron's speed of climbing out of the pit. When Ron finally got out of the twins' pit, there was another pit waiting for him.

"But didn't you buy it at the original price in the end?" Fred said, "Public is public, private is private. We just clearly distinguish between public and private."

"We can give you pocket money and buy you gifts. But business is business. We can't open this door. Once we open it, everyone will come to us to negotiate favors." George explained to his brother patiently.

That is to say, Ron has just started school. If he were a few years older, George would not bother to talk nonsense with him and let him figure it out on his own.

Ron thought about it and felt that what the twins said made some sense, but he was still a little unhappy. Yesterday, in front of his new roommate, his brother embarrassed him, and he was still a little angry about it.

"Want to know how to shock your roommates?" Ida asked, putting down the vegetable soup in her hand. "Want to make a very deep impression on them?"

Ron nodded frantically. He wanted to do this so badly. He also wanted to increase his presence. Not only him, but also the twins and Harry were very curious about Ada's method.

"Prepare a longer and stronger rope when I go home tonight." Ada raised the soup bowl again. The vegetable soup tasted pretty good.

"And then?" Fred urged, snatching Ada's soup bowl.

"Then in the middle of the night, hang yourself at the door of the dormitory. When your roommates wake up tomorrow, they will be shocked for the whole year!"

Professor McGonagall, who was distributing class schedules, happened to hear Ada's speech. She said calmly, "Ada, if you hang yourself at the door of the dormitory tonight, you don't have to come to see me on Wednesday."

Ada sniffed and didn't smell the scent of Polyjuice Potion on Professor McGonagall. Then why did the way she spoke seem so familiar, making people think of the old bat in the dungeon?
"Also, if I find out that you went to the corridor on the right on the fourth floor of the castle, you'd better be prepared to hang yourself at the door of the Gryffindor common room!" Professor McGonagall showed her kind smile.

Ada took the timetable with both hands and quickly told Professor McGonagall that she would definitely not go, and would abide by the rules this school year and would never hinder the fight for the house cup. Only then did Professor McGonagall let her go.

After glancing at her schedule, Ada threw Professor McGonagall's warning out of her mind. She had too many courses to take this year!
Monday is Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts, and there is Divination in the second period in the afternoon; Tuesday is Herbology, Care of Magical Creatures and History of Magic; Wednesday is Transfiguration and Charms; Thursday is Defense Against the Dark Arts and Ancient Runes; Friday is Transfiguration and Potions.

This year's Friday is another black one, as the two strictest professors both have classes on that day. This is the case where good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes alone.

The morning's Charms class was the same as usual. Professor Flitwick was a veteran professor and completely trustworthy. He first led everyone to review the content of the previous school year before starting the new class.

The steady Professor Flitwick formed a sharp contrast with Quirrell, who was teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts in the afternoon. His teaching level blew Quirrell away.

Quirrell was really sorry for Ravenclaw. He was able to graduate from Hogwarts like this. Ada had serious doubts about the quality of education in the school. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class was stuttering, not only because the professor stuttered, but also because he couldn't even cast spells properly.

And once there was any "stir", Quirrell would be frightened. His weak and helpless appearance really made people sweat, for fear that he would be scared to death by his fart one day.

The third-year Gryffindors, led by the twins, opened the market and guessed when Quirrell would be expelled by Dumbledore. That's right, not guessing when he would be defeated by the curse of this position, but guessing Dumbledore's patience.

The first option was one month, and the most people bet on it, which showed how much everyone disliked Quirrell. Ada suddenly doubted her previous thoughts. Could Quirrell really cause trouble at this level? He might not even be able to beat a first-year student. Although he was a young and strong man, Ada always felt that Quirrell was like an old man in his twilight years.

This may be a bit insulting to the elderly, because all the professors older than Biqilo in the school look tougher than him.

If all this was Quirrell acting, it would make sense. He did this to paralyze Dumbledore and make the headmaster think he was harmless. But his rapid improvement in acting skills was a bit surprising. Did he sign up for an acting class in the last month of summer vacation?
The Defense Against the Dark Arts course that had made the students nervous was finally over. Ada now missed Grover Cecil very much. Although he was a jerk, he taught real skills and was several Benedict Foleys better than the phony Quirrell.

After class, Ada and the twins were still not free, they had to rush to the North Tower immediately. Divination classes were taught on the roof of the tower, which made students who chose this course hate divination before class started, because climbing the stairs was really tiring.

Climbing up the long spiral staircase step by step, with the chatter of a knight in a painting in her ears, when Ada reached the platform on the top floor, her least favorite professor had been replaced by Trelawney, whom she had never met.

The divination classroom doesn't look like a classroom at all. It looks more like an old-fashioned teahouse. There are twenty small round tables in it, and a row of golden annies are placed on the wall. The crystal balls on them look like shining light balls.

The Hogwarts revolving bar is located on the top floor of the North Tower, overlooking the school. The owner, Ms. Trelawney, provides free divination services to customers. It is better to act than to be tempted. Use Owl to reserve a seat now!
"What's that smell in this room?" Fred asked. "It smells funny."

Ada sniffed it and said, "Sherry, and some other wine, and I don't know the rest."

The other students in the class were also whispering about the "inappropriate" classroom and Trelawney, who had not been seen yet. At this time, a soft, indistinct voice sounded in the shadows.

"Welcome," said the voice, "it is so good to finally see you in the physical world."

Professor Trelawney, covered in glass balls, walked into the firelight. She had countless beads and chains around her neck, and many tables and rings on her arms and hands. She looked more like a shaman.

The students sat down in armchairs or on futons, and Ada naturally sat at the same table with the twins. The three of them saw deep regret in each other's expressions, and they thought Trelawney was as unreliable as Quirrell.

Trelawney talked a lot about her clairvoyance and extraordinary insight in the beginning. While praising herself, she also discouraged a wave of classmates from their enthusiasm for divination.

Just as the name of the textbook "Seeing the Future through the Mist" suggests, many people choose this course to learn divination, hoping to find clues to the future through this course, rather than to listen to a glowing insect show off.

Trelawney began to talk about her plans for the school year, predicting a few small things, and then the highlight of the course came. She predicted a terrible result: "In May, one of us will leave us forever."

Before taking this course, the students who believed in it inquired about it and received the same feedback - Trelawney was just here to eat and drink for free. At the same time, they also learned about Trelawney's habit, that she would predict the death of a student at the beginning of each school year.

Finally, they heard the chapter about death. Some of the sleepy students were no longer sleepy. They wanted to know who would be the lucky person who was predicted to die.

This is really becoming more and more like a charlatan, and his methods are exactly the same as those gentlemen in the square.

As the old saying goes: SP looks at photos, bad luck will come to the fortune-teller. Wherever you go, you will first use a disaster or a critical point to scare people, and then the money in your pocket will run into his pocket. When you leave, you will still think it is really effective and will say thank you to the fortune-teller!

Of course, there are always experts in this world, but how can it be so easy to meet such an elusive expert? For example, you will not see Cassandra Trelawney squatting on the side of the road in Diagon Alley, fortune-telling with a crystal ball.

The teachers at Hogwarts are mixed, which really makes people worry about the future of the school! The "future headmaster of Hogwarts" is now in a heavier mood than going to the grave. She has begun to think about how to reorganize the teaching staff after taking over the school.

(End of this chapter)