After breakfast, everyone went to the first divination class of the new school year.
The divination classroom is on the top of the north tower, which is far away from the castle, at least ten minutes away. Walking up the spiral staircase is a test for students going to the divination class.
It is worth mentioning that there are actually quite a few students who choose Divination. This course is the first choice for students who want to make up the numbers and is more popular than Muggle Studies.
There is no way. The homework for divination classes is usually relatively simple. You can easily get away with it by making up some bad things. It doesn’t take much time and energy, and you don’t have to study hard, because most students can’t learn divination at all. At most, they can only learn some common sense of divination.
There's no way, divination requires talent.
Very few people can truly predict the future.
"Is there a shortcut? This is really terrible."
Lee Jordan asked breathlessly. It took them at least fifteen minutes to reach the small platform below the divination classroom. There were already several people around who had arrived earlier than them.
"Unfortunately, there is no shortcut to get here directly." Fred took a deep breath and spoke after steadying his breathing. "However, there is a secret passage, but don't expect it to be much faster."
"Where is the shortcut?" Angelina asked immediately.
"Behind the nun portrait on the third floor." Fred did not hide it. "It leads to the fifth floor, but you still have to climb the stairs here."
"I hate the stairs here." Albert muttered. The stairs they came up were very narrow and spiraled upwards. When he climbed up, he felt an inexplicable dizziness.
"This is my first class, what about you?" Albert noticed Katrina looking at him, so he took the initiative to greet her and spoke words that no one else could understand.
"Just came from the math divination." Katrina said anxiously, "It's really terrible."
"What are you talking about?" Fred asked with a raised eyebrow. He felt that the conversation between the two guys was a bit confusing.
"Where is the divination classroom?" George looked around and asked with a frown.
"Red-haired people are really a bunch of idiots." Graham Montague's sarcastic voice came from the side.
The relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin has always been bad, especially the Quidditch players, the relationship is even worse, and they never forget to mock and ridicule each other whenever they have the chance.
"Since when do gorillas have the right to call others stupid?" The twins looked at Graham Montague and said seriously.
Monta did not refute because he was under a spell and his tongue was stuck to his palate. He was unable to speak for a moment, let alone refute the twins' words.
He pointed at his tongue with his finger, then gestured to his partner, his cheeks turned red with frustration, and finally he almost punched the twins directly, but was stopped by his partner.
Before Fred could continue to taunt the other party, the trapdoor above suddenly opened and a silver ladder was lowered down. Seeing this, the others stopped watching and climbed up one after another.
"Well done!" George winked at Albert, feeling very happy.
Albert pretended not to hear and looked around the divination classroom. It didn't look like a classroom, but more like a mixture of an attic and an old-fashioned teahouse.
The classroom was warm, with a cluster of small round tables, each with a few armchairs and soft cushions, and a fire burning in the fireplace next to it, with a large copper kettle burning on the fire. The curtains were drawn, and the surrounding lamps were covered with crimson lampshades, creating an odd atmosphere.
All around the circular wall were shelves filled with dusty feathers, candle stubs, old playing cards, numerous crystal balls for divination, and a vast array of tea sets.
"Welcome to Divination class," Professor Trelawney said to all the students, "I'm Professor Trelawney, you may not have met me before."
"Divination is the most difficult course in all magical arts." Professor Trelawney said in a soft and vague voice: "So, I must remind you at the beginning: if you don't have 'sight', then there is very little I can teach you. In this regard, books can only take you so far..."
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other, and most people failed to understand what Professor Trelawney meant.
"Does she mean that this book is of little use?" Katrina asked Albert with a frown.
"What she meant was that divination classes require talent. Without talent, nothing will happen." Albert explained in a low voice, "There are actually very few wizards who can truly predict the future."
"Mr. Anderson is right," Professor Trelawney walked to Albert's side and said to him with a smile, "I'm glad you can come to my class."
Many people looked at Albert, making him not know what to say.
"Sit down, everyone, please sit down first!"
Professor Trelawney sat in an armchair in front of the fireplace and continued, "This year we are learning various basic divination methods. In the first semester, we learned how to interpret tea leaves. Next semester, we should learn palmistry. By the way, I don't expect 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 knowledge and basic usage of divination."
The students began to whisper.
"In the summer term," Professor Trelawney pretended not to hear and continued, "we will learn to read crystal balls. This is also the main thing we will learn. If you have 'sight', the crystal ball will take you into a whole new realm."
"I remember that Albert seemed to be able to see things from the crystal ball?" Lee Jordan muttered softly, not knowing whether it was intentional or not.
"Oh, it seems that Mr. Anderson already has '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 fiercely, then at Professor Trelawney's urging, sat down in the seat next to Professor Trelawney under the gaze of countless students.
Professor Trelawney placed a crystal ball in front of Albert.
At this moment, all the students gathered around, as if they wanted to see how Albert predicted the future.
Albert stared at the crystal ball and stretched out his hand to touch it. The silver mist began to swirl, and there were faint shadows moving inside.
He stared intently into the mist in the crystal ball, thinking about what he wanted to know.
With the experience from last time, Albert did not doubt that he would fail.
"What did you see?"
Professor Trelawney's voice seemed to float in from far away.
"A pool of silver liquid."
"A pool of silvery liquid?" repeated Professor Trelawney doubtfully.
"I was just predicting possible dangers." Albert said softly, "I saw a pool of silver liquid."
"What do you think that is?" asked Professor Trelawney.
"Unicorn blood." Albert said affirmatively, "As far as I know, unicorn blood is silver."
"Is there a unicorn corpse 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 very dangerous in the Forbidden Forest." Albert said cooperatively.
At this moment, everyone exploded and started whispering.
"Everyone knows that the Forbidden Forest is very dangerous." Several Slytherin students couldn't help but sneer.
"I think you can organize Slytherin students to take a walk in the Forbidden Forest." Fred said sarcastically, "Maybe you will have some incredible adventures."
"Quiet!"
Professor Trelawney had to raise her voice to suppress all the confusion, "Mr. Anderson, continue."
"As far as I know, unicorns are magical creatures with very strong magic powers. There are 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 could use a crystal ball to make predictions.
During her time teaching at Hogwarts, Professor Trelawney had never met a student who truly possessed the gift of prophecy, but she did see a momentary change on Albert's face just now. Perhaps he really did see something from the crystal ball.
In fact, Professor Trelawney guessed it right.
Albert had just predicted the possible danger in Hogwarts, and he had even predicted it. In the blurry mist, Albert saw a scarf from the crystal ball.
He realized what it was the moment it occurred: the ridiculous scarf Quirrell had wrapped around his head.
But Albert couldn't tell this story, so he could only make up a true prophecy and tell his roommates who liked to commit suicide to stay away from the Forbidden Forest.
"Professor Trelawney." Albert said suddenly, "I have a question."
"What's the problem?" said Professor Trelawney.
"Why can't I see my prediction clearly?" Albert said, "As far as I know, a true prophet can make himself and others see what is shown in the crystal ball."
"Yes, yes, many people think so." Professor Trelawney looked at Albert with a complicated expression and replied softly, "However, few people know that only very few people have this kind of talent."
"But having talent doesn't mean you can do it right away. You need training, you need to try, and you need the knowledge to do it." She continued, "I suggest you finish reading "Seeing the Future Through the Mist" first. This book will take you into the world of fortune tellers, but you don't have to pay too much attention to it, because that's all it can do."
"Okay, go back to your seat, we are about to start class." Professor Trelawney said, "Add 20 points to Gryffindor. You really have a talent for this."
Perhaps because of Albert's stimulation, everyone was extra attentive in class. They all hoped to have the ability to predict the future like Albert.
No one thinks they are incapable.
"Did you really see it?" Lee Jordan couldn't help but ask when Professor Trelawney was teaching everyone how to use tea leaves for divination.
"What do you think?" Albert asked back expressionlessly.
Katrina next to her was very crazy. She couldn't be sure whether Albert could really use the crystal ball to make predictions, but she couldn't accept that he could cheat Professor Trelawney out of 20 points with just a few simple words.