69novels Chapter 158 You Are Seen by the God of Destiny
Chapter 158 You Are Seen by the God of Destiny
The next day, Allen planned to find the entrance to the secret room in the common room, first to meet the basilisk that had been hiding for thousands of years, and then ask who was behind it.
However, God made it harder for him again.
From this day on, his mission has never stopped——
Divination class, Potions class, homework to be corrected, paintings of the Hogwarts protective circle...
It almost made him dizzy.
And that short divination class almost left a shadow on Allen for the entire school year.
Before he went to the only divination class in his life, he had a big lunch without knowing it.
At the lunch table, Allen took the fried fish cakes from Draco and invited, "Draco, thank you——I'm going to attend the divination class specially approved by Dumbledore in the afternoon, do you want to come with me?" ?”
Draco looked at him suspiciously.
Alan continued his efforts, "You will have to choose courses next year, don't you want to know in advance?"
The little peacock nodded reluctantly, and followed Allen to the north tower.
For the first time, they realized the hugeness of Hogwarts. Fortunately, Alan can still find a way-he has been painting the protective circle of Hogwarts these days, and other than that, it is not without gain.
At least in terms of overall understanding of the castle, Allen should be second to none among the students.
They struggled up ten stairs, and Draco wailed countless times.
Allen thought, maybe the little peacock didn't want to go back, but was afraid that he couldn't find his way back.He suppressed a smile, and under the guidance of the magic power factor, he took a smooth path to go there.
In short, after experiencing a difficult mountain climbing and cross-country, the two of them finally reached a strange platform.
Dizzy from the spiral staircase, Draco swore, "I'm definitely not taking this class next year - that's outrageous!"
Allen raised his eyes and comforted him, "Okay, Draco. We found it!"
Draco looked up in the direction he was pointing, and saw a circular trapdoor in the ceiling with a brass sign reading "Professor Trelawney, Divination Teacher".
The little peacock cursed, "This class is unreliable at first glance! The old bee's brain must be covered with sugar - Alan, let's go!"
The blond boy hesitated, at this moment, the trapdoor opened by itself, and a silver ladder descended from top to bottom and landed at his feet.
Allen pursed his lips and said softly, "Maybe...we can go up and have a look?"
He raised his hand and grabbed the ladder, motioning for Master Malfoy to invite first.
Draco gritted his teeth and walked up, and said, "Alan, I will never join in your fun next time!"
He struggled to climb into the attic through the small trapdoor, stretched out his hand and pulled the quiet Muggle crown prince up, and said disgustedly, "What are these things?"
Allen was also momentarily speechless.
It was the strangest classroom he had ever seen.
In fact, it didn't look like a classroom at all, but more like a cross between an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.
There were at least twenty small round tables crowded here, surrounded by calico armchairs and bulging poufs.
Everything in the room was illuminated by a dim red light, the curtains were drawn tightly, and many lamps were covered with large crimson scarves.
It's so hot here that people can't breathe, and a strong aroma makes people feel at a loss.
On the circular wall opposite them were many shelves, crowded with a great deal of stuff—
Dirty quills, candle stubs, tattered playing cards, countless silver crystal balls, and a large pile of teacups.
The little wizards looked at him blankly, obviously it was the first time they came to this classroom.
Allen nodded gracefully at them, raised the confusion barrier halfway, and pulled Draco to sit in the corner.
He handed over a few liqueur chocolates, and comforted, "I'll give you all of today's share—bear with it, we'll be back after class."
Draco snatched the chocolate and popped one into his mouth.
He regained some energy, lay down on the table boredly, and asked, "Why did Dumbledore ask you to come to the divination class?"
Allen smiled, looked at the teacups on the table, and said, "I don't believe in the authenticity of the prophecy, but he thinks the divination class will make me change my mind."
The sea blue eyes looked warm, "Draco, what about you? Do you believe in prophecies?"
Draco looked at him strangely, seemingly not knowing what to say for a moment.
After a while, the little peacock hesitated and said, "Oh... Allen, all wizards believe this... Maybe some prophets are unreliable, but the predictions are indeed reliable..."
He also seemed to find that his words were too contradictory, and he scratched his head for a while.
After a while, he stammered, "Think about it, even the Dark Lord believes in prophecies! And...Dumbledore also believes in it!"
Allen smiled lightly, noncommittal.
He raised his chin, "Look, that Professor Trelawney is here..."
The ending sound of the blond boy disappeared into the air.
Draco looked at it strangely and frowned inexplicably.
I saw a thin female professor walking forward from the darkness.She wore a thin shawl, countless chains on her body, and countless rings and bracelets on her hands.
She wears a pair of very huge glasses, which make her eyes look five or six times bigger.
...much like an occultist.
Allen thought restrainedly—that's a group of liars pretending to be tricks!But Professor Trelawney, after all, is a real wizard.
"welcome!"
Professor Trelawney said in an ethereal voice, "It's great to finally see you in the physical world."
Allen felt Draco poking himself, he nodded restrainedly, and stuffed a few chocolates into the other's hand.
This made the little peacock shut up pickily.
But in fact, without Draco's comments, Alan's own ideas would not be respected much.
Professor Trelawney sat in an easy chair in front of the fire and said, "Welcome to Divination, I'm Professor Trelawney. You probably haven't seen me before.
"I found that frequently going down into the chaotic and noisy campus life blurred my celestial vision."
None of the students spoke, listening to the opening remarks of this somewhat crazy professor.
"Many wizards are talented in the field of ping-pong, smells and disappearances, but they cannot see into the mysteries of the future.
"...it's a talent that only a few people have."
This made Allen a little interested.
Professor Trelawney straightened her shawl, and continued: "So, divination is the most profound knowledge of all magical arts. If you don't have insight, neither I nor the books can help you at all..."
Allen sat calmly, listening to the other party finish the lengthy opening remarks, and then picked a few students to say some specious words.
The crazy professor asked them to make tea, drank the tea to reveal the tea dregs underneath, then exchanged cups with their companions, and analyzed their weekly fortunes according to the symbols in the book.
Alan: …
He approached Draco uncertainly, and asked, "Is there really such a divination method?"
Draco himself also felt that it was very unreliable, but he thought that he still had the responsibility to maintain the dignity of the prophecy against Muggleborns who did not believe in prophecy.
So the little peacock stuck his neck and said duplicity, "... I seem to have heard of it."
Allen had no choice but to take his cup and tried to follow the instructions in the book, "Well, you have a sun... will you have good luck in the next week?"
Draco tried to say, "You have a cross here... um, and a moon?"
"Children, come..."
Professor Trelawney floated over at some point, took the cup in Draco's hand, and glanced down.
She threw the cup away in a panic, let the tea leaves spill on the tablecloth, stepped back a few steps, and yelled exaggeratedly.
Allen calmly straightened his cup.
——After the baptism of the past few days, he felt that there was nothing outrageous that could make him show an outrageous expression.
He listened to the professor's words and said earnestly, "Oh, child—you have been seen by the gods of fate, and they will weave a grand drama for you...to warn you with an absurd mistake!"
Allen smiled.
He said softly, "Draco, I shouldn't expect anything from this class at all."
Draco looked at him tremblingly, carefully buckling his cup down.
In the sight of the platinum peacock, the blond crown prince nodded calmly and said gently, "Thank you for your reminder, Professor."
Professor Trelawney looked at him sadly, her huge eyes seemed about to pop out of their sockets.
She said, "All your pursuits are in vain, child, maybe you will feel that you have got something, but it will only cost you more...
"Give up those demented delusions and go back to where you should be! At least you will suffer less."
Allen slowly clenched his fists.
He restrained himself and got up, nodded, "Thank you for your reminder—if you have nothing to do, please forgive me and leave first!"
Professor Trelawney waved at Allen inexplicably, glad that he listened to his persuasion.
Draco stood up tremblingly, watched Allen strode towards the door, opened the door and stepped out.
He glared at Trelawney, and quickly chased after her.