The Alchemist of Harry Potter

After breakfast, everyone went to the first divination class of the school together.

The classroom for the divination class is at the top of the north tower, which is far from the castle, and it takes at least ten minutes to walk up the stairs. It is a test for the students who go to the divination class.

It is worth mentioning that there are actually quite a few students who choose divination courses. This course is the first choice for students who choose to make up numbers, and it is more popular than its Muggle studies.

No way, the homework in divination classes is usually relatively simple. You can easily fool the past by making up some bad things. It doesn't take much time and energy, let alone studying hard, because most students do not You can't learn divination, you can only learn some common sense of divination at most.

No way, divination requires talent.

Very few can truly predict the future.

"Are there any shortcuts? It's choking."

Lee Jordan asked breathlessly. It took them at least fifteen minutes to get to the small platform below the divination classroom. Several people around had arrived earlier than them.

"Unfortunately, there is no direct shortcut to get here." Fred took a deep breath and said after breathing steadily, "However, there is a secret passage, but you don't expect to be much faster."

"Where is the shortcut." Angelina asked immediately.

"Behind the portrait of the nun on the third floor." Fred did not hide it. "It can lead to the fifth floor, but the stairs here still have to be climbed."

"I hate the stairs here," Albert muttered. The stairs they went up were very narrow, and they were still spiraling upwards. When they climbed up, he felt an inexplicable dizziness.

"This is my first class, how about you?" Albert noticed that Katrina was looking over, and he took the initiative to say hello to the other party, talking about words that others couldn't understand.

"Just came over from Mathematical Divination." Katrina said anxiously, "It's really boring."

"What are you talking about?" Fred asked, raising his eyebrows, feeling that the conversation between the two guys was a little inexplicable.

"Where's the divination classroom?" George asked with a frown, looking around.

"Redheads are really a bunch of idiots." Graham Monty's sarcastic voice came from the side.

Gryffindor and Slytherin have always had a bad relationship, especially with the Quidditch players.

"When did gorillas have the right to call others stupid?" The twins looked at Graham Monty and said solemnly.

Monta didn't refute, because he was cursed and his tongue was glued to the roof of his mouth, and he couldn't speak for a moment, let alone refute the twins.

He pointed his finger at his tongue and gestured towards his partner again, his cheeks flushed with suffocation, and finally almost punched the twins directly, but was held back by his partner.

Before Fred could continue taunting the other party, the trapdoor above suddenly opened, and a silver ladder was put down. When the others saw this, they stopped watching the fun and climbed up one after another.

"Nice job!" George winked at Albert, feeling very happy.

Albert pretended not to hear and looked at the divination classroom. It's less like a classroom, and more like a mixture of a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse.

The classroom was warm, surrounded by a bunch of small round tables, each with a few armchairs and small soft cushions, and a large copper kettle was burning in the fireplace next to it. The curtains are drawn, and the surrounding lamps are draped in crimson shades, creating a quirky atmosphere.

The circular walls are surrounded by shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle heads, old playing cards, countless crystal balls for divination, and a huge pile of tea utensils.

"Welcome to Divination," Professor Trelawney said to all the students. "I'm Professor Trelawney, and you may not have seen me before."

"Divination class is the most difficult of all magical arts." Professor Trelawney said in a soft, vague voice: "So, I must remind you at the beginning: if you do not have 'Sight',

Then there's very little I can teach you, and books can only take you so far in this regard..."

After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and most of them could not understand the meaning of Professor Trelawney's words.

"Does she mean the book isn't much use?" Katrina asked Albert with a frown.

"What she means is that divination classes require a lot of talent, and it's just like that without talent." Albert explained in a low voice, "There are actually very few wizards who can really predict the future."

"Mr. Anderson is right," Professor Trelawney walked up to Albert at some point and said to him with a smile, "I'm glad you can come to my class."

Many people looked at Albert, so that he didn't know what to say.

"Sit, everyone, sit down first!"

Sitting in an armchair in front of the fireplace, Professor Trelawney continued: "This year we're learning all kinds of basic divination methods. First term we learn how to interpret tea leaves. Next term we should learn palmistry. By the way, I don't expect to be able to teach you how to predict the future, as Mr. Anderson said, there are actually very few wizards who can really predict the future, but I can let you understand the most basic common sense and basic usage of divination."

The students began to whisper.

"During the summer term," continued Professor Trelawney, pretending not to hear, "we will learn to look at the crystal ball, which is the main thing we will learn. If you have the 'sight', the crystal ball will take you through the into a whole new field.”

"I remember that Albert seems to be able to see things from the crystal ball?" Lee Jordan mumbled softly, not knowing if it was intentional or not.

"Oh, it seems that Mr. Anderson already has a 'sight'." Professor Trelawney looked Albert up and down, and suddenly said, "Then why don't we let him show us?"

Albert glared at Lee Jordan, and at Professor Trelawney's urging, he sat down on the seat next to Professor Trelawney under the watchful eyes of countless students.

Professor Trelawney placed a crystal ball in front of Albert.

At this moment, all the students gathered around, as if to see how Albert predicted the future.

Albert stared at the crystal ball, stretched out his hand and brushed it over it, the silver mist began to spin, and there were faint shadows moving inside.

He stared intently at the mist in the crystal ball, thinking about what he wanted to know in his mind.

With the last experience, Albert did not doubt that he would fail.

"What do you see?"

Professor Trelawney's voice seemed to come from far away.

"A pool of silver liquid."

"A pool of silver liquid?" Professor Trelawney repeated suspiciously.

"I was predicting the possible danger just now." Albert said softly, "I saw a pool of silver liquid."

"What do you think that is?" Professor Trelawney asked.

"The blood of unicorns." Albert said affirmatively, "As far as I know, the blood of unicorns is silver."

"Is there a unicorn's body next to the blood?"

"No." Albert said affirmatively, "I only saw a pool of silver blood."

"What do you think this means?" Professor Trelawney continued.

"It's dangerous in the Forbidden Forest." Albert said cooperatively.

At this moment, everyone exploded and began to whisper.

"Everyone knows that the forbidden forest is very dangerous." Several Slytherin students couldn't help sneering.

"I think you can organize Slytherin students to go for a walk in the forbidden forest." Fred sneered, "Maybe, you will have incredible adventures."

"Quiet!"

Professor Trelawney had to raise his voice to suppress all the disturbance. "Mr. Anderson, go on."

"As far as I know, unicorns are magical creatures with strong magical powers. There are very few things in the Forbidden Forest that can hurt them. This is a bad omen." Albert said calmly.

Professor Trelawney looked at the crystal ball on the table, then at Albert.

To be honest, she wasn't sure if Albert was able to use the crystal ball to make predictions.

During her time at Hogwarts, Professor Trelawney never met a student with a real gift for prophecy, but she did see a momentary change in Albert's face just now, maybe he really looked from the crystal ball to something.

In fact, Professor Trelawney really guessed right.

Albert had really predicted the possible danger at Hogwarts just now, and he also predicted that, in the fog, Albert saw a scarf from the crystal ball.

He knew right away what it was: that ridiculous scarf wrapped around Quirrell's head.

It was impossible for Albert to tell this story, so he could only make up a true prophecy, and by the way, let several of his roommates who like to kill themselves stay away from the Forbidden Forest.

"Professor Trelawney," said Albert suddenly, "I have a question."

"What's the problem," said Professor Trelawney.

"Why can't I see my prophecy so clearly," said Albert. "As far as I know, a true prophet can make himself and others see the scene in the crystal ball."

"Yes, yes, many people think so." Professor Trelawney looked at Albert with a complicated expression and replied softly, "However, very few people know that this kind of talent is only extremely talented. Few people have it.”

"But having a talent doesn't mean you can do it right away. You need training, you need to try, and you need this part of the knowledge." She continued, "I suggest you read "Pull the Fog and See the Future" first, this book The book will take you into the world of fortune-tellers, but you don't need to pay too much attention to it, because that's all there is to it."

"Okay, go back to your seat, we're going to start the class." Professor Trelawney added, "Gryffindor adds 20 points, you really have a talent for this."

Perhaps because of Albert's stimulation, everyone was very attentive in class, and they all hoped to have the ability to predict the future like Albert.

No one thinks they can't do it.

"Did you really see it?" Lee Jordan finally couldn't help asking when Professor Trelawney taught everyone how to use tea for divination.

"What do you think?" Albert asked blankly.

Katrina next to her was mad. She couldn't be sure whether Albert could actually use the crystal ball to make predictions, but with just a few simple words, she got 20 points from Professor Trelawney. Can not accept.