Hogwarts of a certain magic

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After finishing this course, William has to work overtime to investigate the practice of ancient magic writing in the third grade.

That's right, his practice test was squeezed to the end by all the teachers.

This highlights the concept of a younger brother.

The results must be fully counted before the end of the term.The sooner you take the exam, the more naturally the professor of that course will have enough time, and the sooner you will be relieved.

So, who will take the first test for the twelve courses... At this time, it reflects the status of the arena.

The Big Four, McGonagall, Snape, Flivy and Sprout, the next two...One is a good guy, and the other has little sense of existence.

Those who take the exam first are usually the first two people.

For example, Professor Snape is the fastest, and even after the written test in the morning, the results will be corrected before lunch.

Then, while eating, he put on an expression that looked like a fool at anyone.

He even looked at someone deliberately, showing a disgusting smile of gloat.

Those who are stared at by his death will subconsciously feel that they have failed the exam, which will affect the subsequent exams.

For example, Neville... has experienced this collapse many times.

The old psychologist!

As the younger brother William, all the professors squeezed his practical exams to the last place.

And feel at ease.

If it sounds nice, it’s the finale, if it sounds ugly...no one treats him as a green onion.

Even the third-grade divination exam, Professor Trelawney, who has always been at the end, is ranked in front of William's practice class!

Isn't this an insult!

Who do you look down on?

In the next school year, why not give a substitute for the dead woman Babling.

Speaking of it, it's been a long time since I heard from her, and I don't know what I'm doing, whether I have gained Tom's trust.

William and Qiu walked toward the North Tower while thinking about things in the United States.

Many students are sitting on the spiral staircase leading to Professor Trelawney’s classroom, hoping to memorize something at the last moment.

What is there to remember this kind of metaphysical examination?You can live with your eyes closed.

William has not taken this course for a long time, but it does not prevent him from learning by himself.

Especially the famous "The Prediction of Tyco Dondonas", he and Hermione often read them as bedtime books and then analyze them randomly.

But this kind of thing is the same as pushing the back picture, only after things happen, will they know later and taste something.

The door was opened, and Elois walked down the stairs, his face full of triumph.

"She said that at Christmas this year, I would meet someone I really like." Eloise said triumphantly.

When she said this, the pimples on her face were all greasy, like salted duck eggs.

A few more students went up, and soon a familiar vague voice came.

"Autumn Zhang!"

Qiu quickly climbed the silver stairs and disappeared.About twenty minutes later, he walked down the stairs with an unhappy face.

"How was your test?" William asked.

"Ah, it's terrible. I almost quarreled with her." Qiu shrugged.

"..."

"She said that next school year, I will encounter misfortune, what almost drowned... Keep me away from the lake." Qiu didn't care.

"Be careful, since a semester hasn't come, she won't say good things to you!" Qiu smiled.

At this time, Professor Trelawney called: "William Stark!"

After meeting William and Qiu, they went down the stairs and got into the room.

In this tower room, the curtains are closed and a fire is burning in the fireplace.The temperature is about forty degrees or more, like a sauna.

Even so, Professor Trelawney wore thick clothes, a shawl like a transparent leno, and various necklaces.

She stood by the cabinet, picked up a bottle of sherry, and removed the lid. The room was immediately exuding rich sherry.

"Drink, kid?"

Professor Trelawney asked, but didn't mean to give William a drink, but raised her head and poured it out.

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"Alcohol is a good thing, it can make my brain empty and better predict the future." She said in a mysterious tone.

"Come on, take a look at our stars." Professor Trelawney said softly.

She waved her silver linden wand, the light in the room dimmed, and the surroundings looked like night, with stars appearing on the ceiling.

"Look at this shining sky... Now time you... Then tell me what you saw..." Professor Trelawney's voice was blurred.

"Oh—" William imitated the horse and said: "Today's Mars is very bright."

"The movement of the planets and the mysterious signs they show represent the fate of mankind." Trelawney's voice was ethereal.

"Mars is very bright...what does this sign?"

"The sparks that can bring war are shining brightly above us, suggesting that fighting will definitely break out again soon."

William repeated Ronan's words confidently.

"Really?" Professor Trelawney sighed.

"Oh, dear, you haven't come to class for too long, and you have missed a lot of important knowledge.

Your answer disappointed me a bit...but I'm sure you did your best.

Would you like some sherry...Although it doesn't taste as good as the one you gave for Christmas, it can also make you sober."

"..."

William grinned and said, "Professor, I still have a lot. If this can make your brain empty and predict the future better..."

"Really?" Professor Trelawney opened her eyes and looked at William deeply.

"Child, be careful... Mars can cause accidents and other things, when it forms an angle with Saturn, like this—"

William immediately repeated Trelawney's answer.

She was very satisfied, and quickly wrote something on the parchment on her lap.

William saw the word'O'.

He stood up and turned to the classroom immediately, but at this moment a loud, hoarse voice was speaking behind him.

William turned his head to look. Professor Trelawney froze in the armchair, his eyes sloppy and his chin drooping.

She seemed to be possessed by a ghost, and her eyes began to turn violently.

"Professor, are you okay... are you drunk?"

Professor Trelawney spoke suddenly, a hoarse voice, completely different from her usual voice.

"The sky is getting gloomy, and the night of vigilance comes.

With the help of the servants, the cruel Dark Lord will rise again.

Coldness breeds resentment, resentment brings betrayal.

When the three traitors appear, there must be death behind...death behind..."

Professor Trelawney's head dropped to her chest, and she snorted.Then, suddenly, her head snapped up again.

"Sorry, dear boy," she said as if in a dream, "I just drank too much cheap wine, you know... my salary has been cut, I think it might be fake wine..."

William was still standing there, frowning.

"Is there something wrong, William?"

"You—you seem to have just made a prediction—the Dark Lord will rise again with the help of servants—and that there will be three traitors—"

Professor Trelawney panicked completely.

"The Dark Lord? The one who can't even mention the name? William, don't scare me, this is not a joke..."

William stared at Trelawney's face, wondering if she was lying.

"Go, William, this tells us one thing, don't drink fake wine!" Trelawney quickly said.

"I remember you were taking the ancient magic text for you? Dumbledore should let a teacher like you become the vice principal, which is much more qualified than Minerva."

"..."

Isn't this an irony?

I've known Professor Snape for a long time, and William listens to whoever speaks like...yin and yang!

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