Harry Potter Reborn

Chapter 196 Arithmetic vs. Divination!

Hermione happily brought the shaken cup in front of her. Finally, she no longer had to worry about how to deal with this strange-tasting cup of tea.

"I don't like this professor." Hermione poked her head and saw Professor Trelawney walking around, instructing other students, and said in a low voice.

Harry looked at Hermione in surprise. He had never seen Hermione treat a professor like this before.

Even Snape always deliberately targeted Harry and Gryffindor with a bad attitude.

And Hermione would argue loudly and unceremoniously with Snape in class, ignoring his gloomy face.

However, Hermione never expressed her dislike for Professor Snape.

One would even praise Professor Snape for his very high level. Even the Compendium of Materia Medica, written by the most powerful wizard in the field of potions, could find three errors in this book, which is regarded as a classic.

"Why don't you like Trelawney?" Harry asked.

Hermione tilted her head and said sheepishly: "I don't know either, because of her dress and the way she talks."

Hermione touched her shawl as Trelawney did and imitated her speaking gestures.

"You don't know, I got seriously ill once when I was a child."

She said in embarrassment: "The doctors couldn't cure my disease, so my father took me to a psychic. The psychic said... there was something dirty on my body..."

"Hehe... of course that liar didn't cure my disease... When I first saw Professor Trelawney, I thought she looked very similar to that liar."

"Pretending to be mysterious and pretentious."

Next to me came the results that other people came to after comparing the books and hesitatingly.

"There is a crooked cross in your cup..."

"That means you will have 'tribulation and pain'...ha...I'm so sorry..."

"You seem to be a sun thing, which means 'great joy'."

Another said: "This one looks a bit like a bowler hat,"

"Maybe you're going to work at the Ministry of Magic..." I don't know who is talking nonsense.

"From another perspective, you look like an acorn...what is that?"

"The book says it means 'an unexpected income, a windfall.' Can you lend me some then?"

A female voice said: "Your tea leaf looks like an animal, yes, if that's its head... like a hippopotamus... no, a sheep..."

Harry listened to the students making prophecies one after another in a matter-of-fact manner, and Professor Trelawney's "profound" instructions to them. It was really ridiculous.

Finally, Professor Trelawney walked up to Harry.

Seeing that Harry and Hermione were not immersed in studying the tea leaves or opening the books, they were a little angry.

"Honey, let me see." She said to Hermione dissatisfied, and walked over quickly, taking Harry's tea cup away from Hermione.

The students all fell silent, stopped talking, and stared at Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney stared at the teacup and turned it counterclockwise.

"Eagle...my dear, you have a mortal enemy."

"This is something everyone knows." Hermione, who had no good impression of Professor Trelawney, deliberately said it so that everyone could hear it.

Professor Trelawney glared at her.

"That's right," Hermione said, "Everyone knows about Harry and You-Know-Who, is there any point in telling it again?"

Everyone else looked at Hermione in surprise.

Professor Trelawney did not answer. She lowered her eyes as big as insects, looked at Harry's teacup again, and continued to turn the teacup around.

"The stick...this means you will suffer a terrible attack, dangerous, very dangerous."

"Skeleton... there are dangers on your way, my dear..."

Everyone stared blankly at Professor Trelawney, because no matter how she looked, she saw Harry's dangerous side.

She turned the cup one last time, took a deep breath, and screamed.

Neville was so frightened by this weird scream that his hands shook, and the cup in his hand ended its life.

Professor Trelawney sat down on an empty armchair, covered his chest with a hand covered with shining rings, and closed his eyes.

"My poor dear child... don't ask me what I saw..." she said in horror.

"What is it, Professor?" Thomas asked immediately.

They were all frightened by Professor Trelawney's appearance, and at the same time they were curious about what she saw in Harry's cup. They all stood up and slowly gathered around Harry and Hermione's table, approaching Trelawney.

He sat down on Professor Ni's chair and looked carefully at Harry's tea cup.

Harry's face was calm, and she looked as if Harry was about to die, but Harry didn't have any fear at all, and there was even a smile in his eyes.

Trelawney slumped in the chair: "Dear, this is really an unexpected tragedy. Please don't ask me. It's too cruel."

Harry said: "Well, don't worry, Professor, I'm not curious at all. I will never ask you, and you must not tell me. Even if you beg me, I don't want to listen."

After saying that, he looked at Professor Trelawney with a smile on his face.

Professor Trelawney: "..."

She suddenly opened her huge eyes and struggled to say: "No, child, I really can't bear that you know nothing about your danger..."

Harry put away his smile: "I said, I don't want to know. Since you asked me not to ask you, then you should keep this 'secret' well."

"No, no, I must tell you, that is a big black dog, and you have... signs of death!"

Harry's eyes were like a deep pool, calm and cold.

Only a few people looked at the people around them blankly, and almost everyone else covered their mouths with their hands in horror.

"Ominous, dear, ominous!" Professor Trelawney shouted. Her expression was not worried, but she was relieved to have said these words, and she was slightly annoyed to see Harry's expression unchanged.

So she continued to confuse: "That is a big gloomy dog ​​that brings death! My dear child, it is the most powerful omen... You will definitely die!"

Everyone looked at Harry as if he had turned into a corpse.

Only Hermione stood up and said: "I don't think this is unknown. This kind of knowledge is too childish. It only relies on the appearance of tea leaves. A diviner can guess at will, and different wizards can definitely see different results from the same tea leaves.

pattern!"

Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione with displeasure, and said with some disgust: "My child, forgive my honesty, with all due respect, the halo that surrounds you is very small!"

"I'm afraid you have no more talent in the field of divination than a flea on an Irish pasture."

"Ha ha……"

"puff……"

Many people laughed.

Hermione was shaking with anger and her eyes were red.

"Okay, it's almost time. That's it for today's class."

Harry stood up suddenly. Trelawny was startled by his tall stature.

"Child, don't ask me how to avoid the signs of death, that is to be the enemy of death!" she said.

Harry made no secret of the disdain in his eyes: "You predicted that I would die from a big black dog?"

Trelawney raised his neck and said, "It's obvious!"

"I thought you were just stupid, but I didn't expect you to make me feel so sick!"

Hermione's eyes widened and she looked stupidly at Harry, who said these words and looked a little calm and scary.

Harry said: "You predict other people's misfortune, but did you predict that you would have a bloody disaster today?"

Trelawny turned pale and stepped back in fright.

The divine edge is invisible!

This attack spell, which Harry had learned from Snape's notebook when he was young, was used by Harry for the first time.

Trelawney's face and chest were filled with blood, as if he had been struck countless times by an invisible sword.

She staggered back and fell on a chair, covered in blood.

"Ah!" screamed.

The classmates' faces were as pale as Trelawny's, their lips were trembling, and they looked at Harry in fear.

"Hermione, have you studied Arithmancy?" Harry said softly.

"Yeah." Hermione nodded and glanced at Trelawney worriedly.

She has nothing to do with Trelawny. She is just worried about what will happen to Harry who did such a thing. He will not be expelled, right?

Harry looked down at Trelawney and sneered: "In my name, Harry Potter, I will make it difficult for you to move in the wizarding world."

He patted Hermione on the shoulder: "In half a year, I will use Hermione's arithmetic divination knowledge to compete with your divination ability. If you lose, haha, you will have a place in the history of divination, and you don't have to be a prophet anymore.

His identity was deceived and abducted."

Harry took one last cold look at the people who had just laughed at Hermione. Their hearts suddenly tightened, and they found that Harry's eyes had turned into pitch black, and the pupils and whites were all black.

But when they looked again, the strange eyes were gone. Were they dazzled? They slowly calmed down their accelerated heartbeats.

Harry took Hermione and disappeared.

At this time, others dared to speak: "Quick, who knows the healing magic?"

"Hurry and call Madam Pomfrey, and notify Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore!"

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