Hogwarts: I Became the Third Dark Lord

Everyone watched in astonishment as Professor Trelawney walked around Wentworth, and the light in Professor Trelawney's eyes, even through the thick spectacles Can be seen clearly.

"My God, dream divination is actually a dream divination. I didn't expect that I could see someone performing dream divination in front of me."

"It's incredible that this first-year child can awaken such a talent when he takes my class for the first time! He is simply a born prophet!"

"Perhaps, his ancestors had a prophet? Well, it's also possible!"

All the students present looked at Professor Trelawney in a stunned manner, chattering about something.

Suddenly, Professor Trelawney seemed to remember something and hurriedly walked to the podium. Then, Professor Trelawney held a small jar in his hand and walked to Wentworth's side.

"Merlin's beard, such a good talent, let me help you!"

I saw Professor Trelawney put his hand into the small jar, and then, with a fingernail, he filled a little dust-like thing, and then blew lightly on Wentworth.

"Professor Trelawney, what are you talking about?"

A student asked curiously.

"Oh, it's bone powder!"

Trelawney said disapprovingly.

But as soon as Trelawney finished speaking, a few students ran out of the classroom retching, and many other students were also pale.

Seeing this scene, Professor Trelawney seemed to want to explain something, and hurriedly said:

"Don't get me wrong, I haven't done anything to dig graves. These are actually the bones of my great-great-grandmother, ground into powder!"

After Professor Trelawney finished speaking, almost all the students covered their mouths and ran out retching.

"My great-great-grandmother, but a true prophet!"

Professor Trelawney said with some grievance.

While there was chaos outside, Wentworth was sleeping soundly. Originally, Wentworth was having some beautiful dreams. Cassandra was wearing a witch costume, holding a leather whip, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. Slowly walk towards yourself... (10,000 words omitted)

Suddenly, Wentworth, who was shaking non-stop in his dream, found that the scene in front of him suddenly changed. There was smoke all around him, and he couldn't see anything clearly, except for a ray of light in front of him.

Wentworth walked along the light, but saw a middle-aged man in front of him, tied to a chair. Around the chair, three or four people stood, questioning the man about what he was doing.

Seeing this scene, Wentworth's first reaction was, farewell, goodbye!

However, Wentworth was about to step back when, in a trance, Wentworth seemed to have heard a name - Thomas Levo!

Wentworth's heart moved! Thomas Rever? Cassandra's father?

Thinking of this, Wentworth gritted his teeth and turned around to continue watching, but when he turned around, he found that the scene behind him had changed again.

I saw Cassandra, who had flashed in my heart just now, was being tied not far behind her, and behind Cassandra, there was a big hand that was quietly grabbing Cassandra. , do not let her break free, but the master of the big hand is in the dark, making it difficult for people to see.

When Wentworth wanted to get closer and see more clearly, suddenly, Wentworth felt a hand on his shoulder!

Wentworth's hair stood up instantly!

Wentworth only felt that the blood all over his body instantly solidified, and then Wentworth turned his head slowly, stiffly, only to see a man with glasses, messy hair, and hanging around his neck. Many strange women with necklaces are looking at themselves with strange smiles.

Wentworth threw a punch subconsciously, then jumped up screaming, and was about to run away, but was surprised to find that he could see the surrounding environment clearly.

Wentworth's eyes swept around, and found that this scene was so familiar, as if he had just seen it not long ago.

At this moment, a painful moan sounded. Wentworth looked in the direction from which the moan came, and saw the woman who had startled him just now, covering her eyes and sitting on the ground.

"Wentworth, are you awake?"

At this time, a voice came from behind him. Wentworth turned back, but was startled again. He saw many familiar Hufflepuff first-year freshmen standing behind him with pale faces. , if it weren't for the day, Wentworth would have been screaming in horror.

But seeing this, Wentworth also gradually came to his senses. Obviously, he fell asleep just now, and what he had just had was a dream. Thinking of this, Wentworth breathed a sigh of relief.

"Professor Trelawney, what's the matter with you?"

At this moment, the new Hufflepuff next to Wentworth, someone finally found Trelawney sitting on the ground and wailing, and hurriedly ran over and helped her up, although Trelawney was a little crazy. , but it's not a Hogwarts professor after all.

And Wentworth looked at Trelawney who was being lifted up, and then looked down at his fists, wailing in his heart.

"Professor, I'm sorry~www.NovelMTL.com~ I just..."

Wentworth stood honestly in front of Professor Trelawney and was about to apologize, but was interrupted by Professor Trelawney.

"Don't talk first, I'll ask you first, were you divination in a dream just now?"

Professor Trelawney looked at Wentworth expectantly and asked.

But Wentworth was blinded by Trelawney, and after a moment of stunned Wentworth responded:

"I just fell asleep and had a dream, Professor Trelawney, it's my fault for sleeping in class, I..."

Wentworth was about to open his mouth to promise that it would not happen next time, but was interrupted by Trelawney's wave.

"If you have a dream, you can't remember the details when you wake up. Think about it, can you remember every detail of the dream? If you can remember it clearly, it's not a dream, but a dream. Divination is prophecy!"

Looking at Trelawney with hot eyes in front of her, Wentworth slowly recalled it, only to realize that he could really remember it clearly!

I clearly remember that Cassandra was caught by a big hand, and there was a figure tied to the seat being interrogated, and Cassandra was wearing a witch costume and holding a leather whip...

Thinking of this, Wentworth immediately said seriously:

"I still don't believe that a dream is a prophecy? Unless you can tell me when this prophecy will come true!"

But Professor Trelawney looked at Wentworth quietly, showed a mysterious smile, and said:

"You will believe that there are some things that you can escape, but you can't escape!"

Wentworth looked at Trelawney in front of him and said slowly:

"Professor Trelawney, should I change your glasses for you?"