The second half of the divination class was spent in a strange atmosphere. Tom felt as if he had replaced Harry's position and became the focus of everyone. And the reason why he was noticed was naturally because of that one shot that was so accurate that it was almost
A prophecy that was fulfilled immediately.
[Unlock title: Diviner
Function of the title: After wearing it, your words will be more convincing, even if they sound ridiculous, the probability of being stopped by others to ask for fortune-telling will increase]
Tom:……
He didn't expect that just by talking about his divination findings, he actually unlocked a title. But this title was a bit too awesome, and what the hell was the last half of the sentence! Do you really think of me as a roadside fortune teller?
After class, he tried his best to get rid of the little wizards who gathered around him, found a secluded place and used the time turner to go to class.
And the turbulence that followed this Divination class was far from over. When Tom and Hermione walked outside the auditorium after class, they saw a sign nailed under Filch's bulletin board.
[Lost and Found: If you have recently lost jewelry, coins or other items, please go to the castle administrator’s office to collect your lost items]
Tom didn't think any students would go to Filch's office to collect the "lost items".
However, there seemed to be accidents. For example, Fred and George colluded together secretly and seemed to be planning something. The two of them were delighted to have the opportunity to enter Filch's office openly. As the saying goes,
There is no way to catch the tiger's cubs without entering the tiger's den. Although Filch's office is dangerous, risks and opportunities coexist. The Fred brothers' last adventure allowed them to harvest the Marauder's Map there. So they will naturally try again after having tasted the benefits.
Willingness to take a gamble.
After the meal, Tom leaned on the armchair in the common room and closed his eyes to relax. Crookshanks sat cross-legged on his lap and stroked its furry back. Tom felt a warmth and peace.
He needs a good rest after having classes all morning.
He was not like Hermione, who could still sort out the star charts for astronomy class at noon after four classes.
"Yordel, please—" A female voice sounded beside him, pulling Tom out of his little comfort.
"I don't do divination for other people, and I was really blinded by the divination in class." Without hearing the second half of her sentence, Tom knew what this female classmate wanted to do: it was just to know that he had made a very accurate prediction.
Divination, I want him to calculate my marriage and other things.
Tom opened his eyes and saw Padma standing next to him, holding a teacup in her hand. Hermione, who was sitting next to him, stopped holding the quill in her hand and looked at him with a half-smile.
"Okay." Padma bit her lip, a look of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and turned to leave.
"Why, doesn't the great prophet make predictions for his followers?" Hermione said teasingly.
"That must be impossible," Tom said with a look of helplessness. "If you agree to one person's request, you can't refuse the others' entrustment. I don't have the time to tell everyone's fortune. And the most terrifying thing is,
If I calculate it correctly, I’ll be in trouble.”
Hermione couldn't help but laugh.
At this time, Professor Flitwick walked into the common room and posted a notice on the notice board in the common room, next to the lost and found copy.
Hermione's eyesight was very good, and she saw clearly the content of the notice across two tables: Hogsmeade will be open to students!
She showed a hint of excitement, "Hogsmeade, that's the only town in the UK where all wizards live. Let me arrange where to go - I've wanted to go there for a long time, but unfortunately
You have to wait until the third grade to..."
The opening of Hogsmeade Village was good news for all students. The originally quiet lounge immediately became buzzing with buzzing sounds. The young wizards were chattering about their travel plans, and the entire lounge became very lively.
Of course, some people are happy and some are sad. Harry Potter was the one who felt bad after seeing this announcement.
He sat down on a chair next to Ron, frowning, and his mood hit rock bottom. His tightened brows were incompatible with the joyful atmosphere in the lounge, and even Ron, who had always been slow, could feel it.
The depressed mood in Li's heart.
"Harry, don't be so sad. To be honest, I think you can ask Professor McGonagall. They are just worried about you being caught by Black in Hogsmeade, but Black can't go to Hogsmeade.
He wasn't a fool - sure, he could go a little crazy after being in a place like Azkaban for so long - but him being around Hogwarts was a trap. I mean, there were so many photographers.
Where’s the ghost monster!”
Ron's rambling words did not make Harry happy, but instead made him more anxious. He didn't know whether Professor McGonagall would be "extraordinarily merciful", but he still decided to ask.
"Okay, then I'll go -"
"Are you out of your mind?" Suddenly, a familiar voice came, and Harry knew it was Ron's brother Fred without turning around. Of course, there was also a possibility that it was George.
He looked back and sure enough, Fred and George were looking at them with smiles.
"It's really unlucky that Filch refused to let us into his office," Fred said, saying that he had also miscalculated. Ever since Fred and George threw a dung egg in his office, Filch was very worried about it.
The two were full of vigilance and would never let them get close to his office. This time, he even took a photo of each lost item. When the twins came, they were asked to choose one by one from the photos.
"I didn't expect him to be so smart - we usually don't see it. If he was half as witty as he is today, we would have been expelled from campus long ago!" George blinked and said, which was very scary for the students.
Punishment. But judging from his appearance, it seems that being expelled from campus is not a big deal to him.
"So you haven't dealt with your uncle yet?" The two chatted for a while and got to the point.
Harry nodded with a grimace.
"You must have been with Ron for too long and got infected with his stupidity -" Fred took out his application form, "Here, look, here is an application form, and here is a quill.
At the same time, I also have a hand that can write and a clever little brain. Harry, what do you think these four things will become when combined?"
"Pass to Hogsmeade." George said with a smile.
Harry:!
He slapped his head suddenly: Why didn't I think of that!
That’s right, it’s just an application form. You can definitely imitate Uncle Vernon’s signature and sign it!
He took out his own form, looked at the blank space after the "signatory", and his breathing gradually became faster.