As an old liar, Trelawney had countless embarrassing moments in her divination career.
For example... when she was applying to be the divination professor at Hogwarts, she made an appointment with Dumbledore to meet at the Pig's Head Bar, and the principal asked her to help read palms.
In order to leave a good impression on Dumbledore, Trelawney said that he had a long lifeline and would live a long life.
Dumbledore smiled and told her that he happened to be ninety-nine years old this year.
Even in such an embarrassing situation, Trelawney was able to come around. As soon as she rolled her eyes about this little "mistake" today, she immediately had an idea.
I saw her face solemn and said:
"Is my voice gone? Oops, too bad..."
Everyone looked at each other and looked at Trelawney. She seemed to be performing and sighed sadly:
"This can only mean one thing: the student who was supposed to die from the flu but was revived by me will still die.
So my punishment for leaking the prophecy has disappeared... It seems that destiny cannot be violated!"
Professor Trelawney looked at Rolf again, with a look of pity on her face, and the students all looked at him in horror.
"..." Luofu twitched the corner of his mouth, he was really thick-skinned.
Ever since Rafe was treated for ADHD by Rolf, he has become a little autistic for some unknown reason...especially when facing those female toads, he even feels inferior.
Seeing so many people watching, it felt autistic and inferior at the same time, so it quickly jumped back into Neville's arms.
Professor Trelawney stared at Neville again and said, "Child, is this your pet?"
"Yes...Professor Trelawney...it ran away accidentally just now." Neville stammered and explained, "I'm sorry."
"Well, then you have to be careful." Professor Trelawney's voice was erratic, and the firelight flickered on her long emerald earrings.
"When you are fourteen years old, you will be hit with a disaster that you cannot escape!"
"..."
"Okay." Professor Trelawney stood up, adjusted her shawl, and continued in a lowered voice:
"We finished learning the shape of tea leaves last school year, and we finished learning palmistry not long ago... According to the progress, today we should learn the omens of fire."
Trelawney pointed to the corner and saw a pile of braziers stacked on a shelf. She whispered:
"You each need to pick up a brazier, come to me to get the sage, light it in the brazier, and finally sit down and watch the flames carefully."
"You can use pages 78 and 96 of the book "Looking Through the Fog to See the Future" to interpret the shape of the flame."
Everyone was very excited. Although it was like playing with fire and urinating on the bed, compared to drinking tea and reading palms, playing with fire was more exciting.
After receiving the teaching equipment, Luofu put the sage in the brazier. He snapped his fingers, and a small flame immediately jumped out, like a swift mouse.
Seeing everyone lighting up the sage, Professor Trelawney said in an erratic voice:
"The flame is alive, it changes and jumps, never remains still... just like a book that keeps turning.
If you want to see it clearly, you first need years of hard training to see the shapes in the flames, and then it will take many more years to distinguish which shadows belong to the future, which shadows belong to the present, and which shadows belong to the past.
In any case, the process is quite difficult... It took even me a long time to master the secrets."
Professor Trelawney walked towards the students, the gems on her body kept colliding and making crisp sounds.
"Therefore, I will walk among you to help you, to instruct you, and to peer into the unfathomable fire."
Justin and MacMillan began to snicker uncontrollably and had to stuff their fists into their mouths to stifle their laughter.
However, Professor Trelawney still heard it. She walked over and asked, "What did you see that made you so happy?"
Justin quickly opened the book. He looked at the textbook and read: "An acorn...windfall, unexpected gold...I will have a lot of gold in the future."
"If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure, dear." Professor Trelawney looked at the flames, shook her head and said:
"A cracked peach...your buttocks are in danger...be careful of your roommates..."
"..."
Justin glanced at MacMillan fearfully and moved his chair further away from him.
Everyone also looked at MacMillan, after all, the two of them walked arm in arm together all day long.
MacMillan blushed and retorted loudly: "But Professor, from my point of view, he looks more like a fire dragon, not a peach butt at all."
"Really?" Professor Trelawney's glowing eyes turned to MacMillan, and she asked again: "Then what is the shape of your flame?"
"Well..." McMillan scratched his hair and said, "A rose... means that I am about to gain sweet love?"
"I don't think so." Professor Trelawney shook her head and said in a vague voice:
"I seem to have seen the results of your final divination class...it seems like you are going to fail, dear...you have to work harder."
"..."
With such a naked threat, MacMillan immediately chickened out and did not dare to refute Trelawney. After all, it was not her who had the final say whether he passed or failed.
With MacMillan proofing, no one dared to contradict Professor Trelawney anymore, and everyone observed the flames honestly.
Rolf sat on the chair. He took out a bottle of magic potion from his pocket and poured it into the brazier. The flames immediately jumped up and burned the ceiling black.
This act of playing with fire undoubtedly attracted the attention of Professor Trelawney, who immediately walked over, her bracelet making a tinny sound.
"Child, what are you doing?!"
"Professor Trelawney, I'm observing the flames." Rove quietly put away the medicine bottle and said with a smile:
"I just suddenly discovered that I may have a unique talent in divination. I seem to have awakened what you often call...the third eye."
"It's a pity, child." Professor Trelawney shook her head and sighed:
"I'm telling the truth, don't be upset, dear, I have discovered a long time ago that the halo surrounding you is very small, about the size of a grain of rice.
Like the little girl named Hermione Granger from Gryffindor House, you have a very poor ability to accept future resonances... In other words, you have no gift of prophecy."
"..."
Luofu twitched the corner of his mouth, with a pure smile on his face and said:
"How about we make a bet?"
"A bet?" Professor Trelawney frowned, "What bet?"
"Bet on the shape of my flame." Luofu said with a smile: "You win... I will be your loyal believer from now on. If you ask me to go east, I will never go west. If you ask me to chase the dog, I will never catch him.
chicken.
If I win... I hope my future scores in divination classes will be full marks."
Professor Trelawney narrowed her eyes and looked at Rolf.
Neville looked at Trelawney and seemed a little moved. He wanted to remind her...don't gamble.
The last person who bet with Rolf was Hermione... If she bets a few more times, she should lose.
"You can bet." Professor Trelawney said softly: "I saw a tomb, a cracked tomb, and a monster crawled out."
Luofu shook his head and said, "I saw a fire-ash snake."
"Child, you are wrong... The flames clearly say that it is a tomb... There is truth in the flames, but it is not always easy to grasp."
Before Professor Trelawney finished speaking, she was suddenly stunned.
I saw the flames swaying, and soon condensed into the shape of a small snake. Its body was thin, gray-white, and its eyes were shining red.
It slid in the brazier, leaving a trail of ash behind it.