Hermione and Elena appeared at the end of a strange spiral staircase.
They heard buzzing voices above their heads, mixed with a clear voice, which was Qiu Zhang's voice. Obviously they found the right place, because according to the class schedule, their divination class happened to be
With third grader Qiu Zhang.
"Going up this way is Professor Sybil's classroom, Miss Kaslana and Miss Granger."
The two house elves who responded to Elena's summons bent down and spoke softly.
Although most little wizards are now aware of the existence of Hogwarts house elves, they still abide by that rule: try not to appear in front of the students unless necessary. Even if they are Apparition, they usually stop.
In an uninhabited area near the destination.
"If you need anything, you can let us know at any time."
Pa. Pa.
There were two more slight crackling sounds.
"Is this...eh? The one just now was..."
Hermione pointed to the place where Dobby and Burley were standing just now, and looked at the surrounding environment again.
"Well, I call this the House Elf Summoning Spell."
Elena explained casually, and at this time the two house elves had disappeared, "Remember to keep it a secret for me. This is one of the few privileges of the Hogwarts chef. But it usually has to be in a place where no one is around.
.As for the way they move, it’s just phantom movement.”
"But "Hogwarts: A School History" says that Hogwarts has been enchanted to prohibit everyone from apparating."
"That's right, but house elves don't count as humans, right?"
Elena blinked slyly, and did not explain much in this regard, but played a word game.
The magic system of house elves is different from that of wizards, and their inheritance seems to be engraved in their blood.
When they reach a certain age and have a certain level of magic power, they will automatically unlock "spell slots". This is also a characteristic of most magical creatures. They do not need to be taught like wizards to control extraordinary powers. Because of this, it is difficult to decipher their magic.
The principle will also be difficult.
"But"
"Okay, don't worry about the details. It's not time to study elf magic and Hogwarts restrictions yet."
Without giving Hermione a chance to continue asking questions, Elena took Hermione's hand and walked towards the upper platform,
"We don't have much time. It's time for us to go to the divination class. You don't want to be late for the first divination class, right?"
Perhaps, sooner or later, the "House Elves Rights Protection Association" will finally be born.
But before that, Elena also wanted to have more quiet time for herself,
If Hermione awakens the consciousness of "racial equality" as in the original work and hopes to liberate all house elves, then as the chef of the Hogwarts kitchen, Elena is in charge of nearly a thousand house elves in Hogwarts.
, he is definitely a proper big devil.
Elena didn't want to become the evil slave owner in the eyes of "Little Beaver", and she didn't want to show the cruel world to Hermione so early.
"Okay, you're right," Hermione muttered, "Then tell me after class, we agreed not to lie."
They climbed up the steps on the back left and boarded a small platform. Most of the people in this class were here.
There was no door on the stair landing. Elena pushed Hermione, who was looking around, and pointed at the ceiling. There was a circular trap door with a bronze plaque on the door. It was obvious that unlike other professors, there was no Divination classroom.
In the classroom in the hallway.
"Sibyl Trelawney, Professor of Divination." Hermione read softly, a little confused, "How can we get up there?"
"Hermione? Oh, I understand, you also chose Divination this week, right?"
Qiu Zhang turned his head when he heard the sound, waved friendly to Hermione, and explained to them with a smile.
"Don't worry, Professor Trelawney will open the door for us when the time is right."
"Open the door? But... what is the right time?"
At this moment, as if in answer to Hermione's question, the trap door in the ceiling suddenly opened.
A silver ladder was placed in front of Hermione's feet, and everyone on the platform fell silent.
"You go up first." Elena said expectantly, so Hermione took the lead in climbing up the ladder.
She came to the strangest classroom she had ever seen.
In fact, it doesn'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 squeezed into the narrow, airtight space. There were calico armchairs and bulging little futons around the tables. Everything in the room was illuminated by a hazy red light, and the curtains were drawn.
Tightly, many lamps were covered with large crimson scarves.
It's so hot here that people can't breathe. Under the well-arranged mantelpiece, a fire is burning. There is a large copper teapot on it, exuding a strong and disgusting aroma.
.
There are many shelves lined up along the circular wall, which are crowded with dirty quills, candle holders, many tattered playing cards, countless silver crystal balls and a lot of tea cups.
Elena came to Hermione, and the other third-year students in the class gathered in groups and whispered.
"Where is she?"
Hermione frowned and looked around.
She was not used to the atmosphere here, although it seemed more "magic" and "mysterious" here.
But she really preferred the open and bright place like the Charms classroom, at least she wouldn't feel out of place and suffocated.
A voice suddenly sounded from the shadows, a soft, unclear voice.
"Welcome," said the voice, "it's so good to finally see you in the physical world again."
Hermione's first impression was that she saw a huge, shiny insect.
Professor Trelawney walked into the firelight and found that she was very thin. A pair of large glasses magnified her eyes several times in size. She was wearing a thin and transparent shawl decorated with many shiny metal pieces.
There were countless beads and chains hanging on her long and slender neck, and she also wore many bracelets and rings on her arms and hands.
"Sit down, my children, sit down."
She said that the students all climbed onto the armchairs or sat down on the futons uneasily.
Elena, Hermione and Cho sat around the same table.
"Welcome to you, fellow students, and, of course, to our new classmates..."
Professor Trelawney sat in an easy chair in front of the fire and looked incomprehensibly at the two "transfer students" sitting in the first row.
"Dear, welcome to the Divination class, I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. I found that often going down to the chaotic and noisy campus life will make my third eye blurred.
But I've been watching you and I know you will come."
After hearing this strange talk, Hermione sat up straight nervously, exchanged a look with Elena, and said nothing.
Professor Trelawney adjusted her shawl elegantly and continued.
"So, you have taken a course in divination, which is the most profound of all magical arts. I must say it up front. If you don't have insight, there is nothing I can do. In this field, books can teach you
It’s just a little bit…”
After hearing this, Elena glanced at Hermione with a half-smile, and the show was about to begin.
If the battle between Luna and Hermione is a daily arena battle between "inspiration" and "calculation power", then Professor Trelawney is equivalent to fighting in an abyssal battlefield for Miss Granger.
It's the environment, the strength of both sides is not conducive to Hermione's performance.
Sure enough, Hermione looked very surprised when she heard that books had not helped much in this subject.
"Although many wizards are very talented in the fields of ping-pong-pong sounds, various smells and sudden disappearances, they cannot see through the mystery of the future." Professor Trelawney continued, with a pair of terrifyingly large,
The shining eyes looked from one nervous face to another, and finally stopped on a calm face, "This is a talent that only a few people have. You, child"
She suddenly spoke to Elena, which surprised Elena, who had originally planned to make a fuss.
"Why did you choose Divination as a course, or...what do you hope to gain from this course?" Trelawny asked softly.
"Well……"
Elena pondered for a moment, then answered very obediently.
"I hope...to meet the unknown self?"
"That's a good answer. I find that the aura surrounding you is particularly bright, my dear."
Professor Trelawney was stunned for half a second, then nodded thoughtfully, the firelight making her long emerald earrings shine.
Meet the unknown self?
This sentence sounds interesting.
Maybe next year we can consider adding it to the welcome opening remarks for the new round of students.
However, the reason why Professor Trelawney looked at Elena from the beginning was not because he had predicted these words in advance.
Before class this afternoon, Dumbledore specially pulled Professor Trelawney and told her an extremely secret little secret.
Another... witch with the gift of sight?
Trelawney's eyes swept over Elena's delicate face, and Dumbledore's words quietly drifted through her mind.
As a descendant of the famous prophet Sandra Trelawney, she naturally knows that wizards who can predict the future are real.
But on the other hand, although Dumbledore generously invited her to be the Professor of Divination at Hogwarts, this did not mean that Sybill Trelawney would lose herself because of it. She understood clearly and frustratingly early on
, she may not have inherited most of her ancestor’s prophetic abilities.
In order to achieve her teaching goals as much as possible, Sybil developed a dramatic method to help students better understand the prophecies.
but……
In the flickering firelight, Professor Trelawney took a deep look at Elena.
For a wise and knowledgeable person like Albus Dumbledore, if he thinks that this child has the gift of vision, then the credibility of this is even more reliable than her own judgment, and this is what she has been teaching for so many years.
Come and meet a truly gifted child for the first time.
Professor Trelawney suppressed the chaotic thoughts in his heart and continued to speak calmly.
"This year we will learn the basic methods of divination. In the first semester we focus on reading tea leaves. In the second semester we start palm reading. In the summer semester, we start studying the crystal ball. I mean, if we finish learning the omens of fire...
"
Perhaps this statement is a little extreme and even inhumane.
But in a sense, the existence of divination classes is mostly to wait for such little wizards.
And now, another important responsibility of hers at Hogwarts has finally arrived. She has to find a way to use herself as a medium to pass on the wisdom and prophecy skills left by her ancestors in this era. This is also the home of the Trelawny family.
training.
Try your best to protect the prophecies so that future "prophets" will not be born in a world that does not believe in prophecies.