A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

She took the silver teacup from the shelf and placed it in Professor Trelawney's hands.

“Thank you, dear.” Trelawney opened the teacup and glanced at it, a hint of regret and reluctance in her smile. “The thing you feared most will happen on Friday, October 16th.”

Aaron silently compared the prophecies, then looked thoughtfully at Lavender Brown.

If you want to know Professor Trelawney's prophetic abilities, the fastest way is probably to observe this girl's behavior on October 16th.

"Now everyone go to the shelf and take a teacup, then come to me."

I will fill the cups with tea, and then you will drink the tea, leaving only the tea leaves.

"Shake the teacup three times with your left hand, then invert it onto the tray. Wait until the last drop of water seeps out, then hand the cup to your partner for interpretation." Trelawney smiled and suggested, "You can refer to the textbook 'Seeing the Future Through the Fog' to interpret the shape of the tea leaves. I'll help you with the answers anytime."

The students immediately did as instructed, taking the teacups off the shelf one by one.

But when it was Neville's turn, Trelawney suddenly picked up a broom and dustpan and went over.

Click!

The sound of shattering porcelain rang out, but Trelawney seemed to have expected it. As she cleaned up, she looked at Neville and said, "You should take a blue cup. Pink is my favorite."

Neville nodded blankly and picked up a cup with a blue pattern.

Aaron and Hermione went through the procedure as Professor Trelawney had instructed, and then exchanged teacups.

"What can you see in my cup?" Aaron asked curiously.

Hermione opened her textbook, found the section on tea, and then checked Aaron's teacup against it.

As time ticked by, Hermione's brow furrowed deeper and deeper, and her face showed more struggle.

"Uh...it's okay if I can't tell, your expression is scary enough."

“I can do it.” Hermione took a deep breath and continued to nitpick over the teacup.

Aaron shook his head with a wry smile and began to interpret Hermione's teacup by referring to the textbook. The shape of the tea leaves resembled a chain, with the ends connected, but with a small gap in the middle.

“Impressive!” Aaron raised an eyebrow. “Professor Trelawney is truly a prophet.”

“What did you decipher?” Hermione asked.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Aaron asked with a playful tone.

Hermione snatched her teacup, but after looking at the textbook for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out.

"Tell me right away."

“Okay, okay,” Aaron chuckled. “You’ll be under immense pressure to drop out of the course, probably around Easter.”

Hermione: ......

"Impossible, you must be mistaken."

"We'll see. Let me see mine first."

Hermione handed Aaron his teacup, but he couldn't make out the pattern inside either. Or rather, the tea leaves in his cup were unusually chaotic, almost revealing various shapes.

"Can't figure it out, can you?" Hermione said smugly. "I even suspect that the tea leaves in your cup are alive."

At this moment, Professor Trelawney walked up to their table and said, "Broaden your thinking and let your vision transcend worldly boundaries."

“Uh… Professor, I think I see it very clearly,” Aaron murmured. “One of your previous prophecies was about her, and I’m at least 70% sure about it.”

Upon hearing this, Trelawney looked at Aaron with a hint of a smile.

Before Dumbledore started school, he told her to pay special attention to a Slytherin, but she didn't care at the time because divination was about talent and had nothing to do with academic performance.

But now it seems she was too hasty; this student is one of the very few in the wizarding world with a talent for divination.

“Yes, but he can’t see himself clearly,” Hermione said, pursing her lips.

“My dear, let me see.” Professor Trelawney gave Aaron a gentle smile, then took the teacup from the table.

She didn't need textbooks; she just focused intently on the tea leaves in the cup, constantly swirling the cup and carefully observing it from all directions.

"How could this be?"

"How is it?" Hermione asked somewhat nervously.

“I’ve never seen such a complicated fate.” Trelawney’s eyes widened with excitement. “Sword…flame…darling, the tea leaves indicate that you’ve been through a fierce battle. What war did you participate in?”

"Haha..." Aaron chuckled awkwardly, but his heart was in turmoil.

Holy crap! Holy crap!! Holy crap!!

How can someone tell that? Are divination techniques that good?

This course is a must-take, even if you can't learn it. It doesn't matter if you have to give up the remaining four courses.

“You must be mistaken,” Hermione interjected, displeased. “Aaron is only thirteen years old; the brutal fighting has nothing to do with him.”

Aaron swallowed hard, then gave Trelawney a guilty look.

Trelawney glanced around at the curious stares and immediately understood what Aaron meant.

"Perhaps I'm seeing things." Trelawney didn't feel embarrassed and continued to examine the teacup from various angles.

"A short flight of stairs... You'll be going on a long trip, but you'll be back soon."

Upon hearing this, Aaron's brow twitched slightly.

Good news, it seems his next trip to another world won't take too long.

"Wait, there's another one, an endless staircase... You're going to have a particularly long journey."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat. What did "long" mean? That was terrifying!

"Professor, what else did you see?"

Trelawney didn't answer, but instead stared intently at the teacup, not even noticing his glasses bumping into it.

Chains, portals, arrows, stars, vortexes, thrones...

Professor Trelawney's unconscious interpretation went unnoticed even by herself.

The teacup kept making 'crackling' sounds as clear cracks slowly appeared, and bright red blood dripped from her palm.

Finally, the teacup shattered, and Trelawney snapped out of her daze, staring in disbelief at the shards scattered on the floor, along with brownish fragments mixed with blood.

"Who exactly are you?" Trelawney asked, his voice filled with suspicion.

"I'm just a thirteen-year-old wizard, there's no need to make such a fuss."

“No, I cannot predict your fate,” Trelawney said seriously. “The divination tells me that you will grow infinitely amidst all kinds of troubles and crises, to the point that I can’t even look up to you.”

"It can't be that exaggerated!" Aaron said sheepishly, but in his heart he already believed the prophecy to a large extent.

This was determined by his identity. Before he could grow into the God of Magic, or become the head of the Gaius clan, or get married and have children, he had to fulfill his corresponding obligations according to the clan rules.

hiss!

From this perspective, staying in other worlds might not be a bad idea. At least you don't have to bear those responsibilities, which is a form of retirement.

"Believe it or not," Trelawney said with a squinty smile.

Aaron's lips twitched slightly. "Then, if I may ask, is there a time limit to this prophecy?"

"do not know."

"Okay! I'm fine now."

“Child,” Professor Trelawney said hesitantly, “your future is limitless, but it will be a considerable test of your mental fortitude.”

"Thank you." Aaron let out a slow breath. "I was fully prepared for this."

Trelawney continued to walk around the classroom, occasionally answering other people's questions.

“Aaron, don’t take what she just said to heart,” Hermione comforted him. “It’s all made up.”

"Who knows?" Aaron shrugged. "The truth is definitely not as exaggerated as she described, but... it might not be false either."

"The divination lessons are truly amazing! Looks like I'll have to ask Genes to prepare a crystal ball for me."

"Don't you have a crystal ball?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

“It’s a different level! I need a higher quality… crystal ball.” Aaron said seriously, “A good craftsman needs the right tools. A high-quality crystal ball is very helpful for divination.”

Just then, a few gasps came from the side. Professor Trelawney threw Harry's teacup onto the table as if it were a hot potato.

She appeared extremely fearful and anxious, and her gaze towards Harry was very heavy.

“My dear,” Professor Trelawney said tremulously, “you have an ominous sign.”

"Not strong?" Dean Thomas asked, puzzled. "What do you mean by not strong?"

“Ominous, dear, ominous,” Professor Trelawney emphasized. “That sinister dog that haunts the cemetery is the most malevolent omen in our world; it foretells…death.”

Chapter 301 The Clone is Exposed, a Winged Beast with a Hippogriff's Body

After leaving the Divination classroom, Harry remained silent, lost in thought.

Others might have doubts, but he had seen the 'ominous' thing Professor Trelawney spoke of on the very night he ran away from home.

He could have easily fooled himself into thinking it was just a coincidence, but now he couldn't help but worry.

Aaron's expression wasn't good either. He hadn't received a 'death notice,' but the prophecy about him symbolized the thing he disliked most—trouble.

Although this future may be several years away, it will eventually come, and he is certain that the accuracy of this prediction is 100%.

"Do you think that ominous sign is related to Sirius Black?" Ron asked.

“It must be related,” Aaron said with certainty. “Although I don’t want to say it, Sirius Black is the only one who fits the bill.”

“To be honest, I don’t think divination holds up to scrutiny,” Hermione said unhappily. “Arithmetic divination is much more interesting.”

"You say that because the textbook on arithmetic and divination is more useful than 'Seeing the Future Through the Fog,' right?" Aaron said with a hint of amusement.

Arithmetic divination uses numbers to interpret a person's fate and character, thereby predicting the future.

Compared to simple numbers, the shapes of tea leaves are much more abstract. The crystal ball divination we will learn later doesn't even have shapes; it all depends on individual talent.

Hermione rolled her eyes. "Professor Victor's mathematical cryptanalysis is based on a set of rules and rigorous mathematical operations; it is traceable."

Aaron shrugged. The methods of learning divination and arithmetic seemed somewhat contradictory, and Hermione clearly preferred the one that allowed her to utilize her talents.

"Wait, aren't Divination and Arithmetic Divination at the same time?" Ron looked at Hermione in confusion. "How are you taking both classes at the same time?"