The Druid Master of Hogwarts

After breakfast, Gryffindor's third-grade students rushed to the divination classroom, because the classroom is located on the top of the North Tower, and it takes a lot of time to get there.

However, with Feish, a little cat who knows all the secret roads of Hogwarts, leads the way, their feet are greatly reduced.

Passing through a few doors with a strange appearance, everyone followed Feish around the castle like a headless fly, and in a short while, they came to a narrow spiral staircase.

"Just climb up this staircase and you will find Sybil."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fisch pointed to the staircase whose speed was obviously not quite right and said.

Fortunately, this staircase didn't look very long. Everyone looked at each other and stepped on helplessly.

What they didn’t expect was that this was just the beginning. After climbing this spiral staircase, there were new spiral staircases to climb, and the speed and direction of these stairs were not the same. Everyone finished climbing. After the stairs, everyone felt dizzy and could not breathe.

Of course, except for Fisch, this level of rotation and exercise is nothing to a kitten.

"My God... George and Fred never said that they need to suffer such torture before taking divination lessons..."

Ron clutched his head, which was still somewhat indistinguishable, and whispered.

"Why do you say that?" Fisch shook his head incomprehensibly. "How interesting these stairs are."

Everyone smiled bitterly. In fact, if you walk slowly, apart from being a bit tired to climb these stairs, other things are fine.

But the leading Fei Xu walked with a stride, and everyone subconsciously speeded up, so that all of them were dizzy after climbing the stairs.

After slowing down, everyone looked around.

They were standing on a small platform at this time, there was no door around, let alone the door, not even a window.

When everyone was puzzled, they saw Feish running to the center of the platform, raised his head and shouted to the ceiling: "Sybil! Feish came to class!"

Everyone discovered that on the ceiling, there was a round trapdoor with a brass sign embedded on it, and the sign read "Sybil Trelawney, divination teacher".

Following Fisch's call, the trapdoor opened automatically, and a silver ladder fell from above.

"Come up."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Feishi climbed up the ladder without saying a word, and when he was about to enter the classroom, he turned his head and beckoned to the students below.

Everyone followed Fisch up the stairs and came to a classroom that looked like a mixture of a loft and an old-fashioned tea house.

There are many courses at Hogwarts. Except for flying lessons and astronomy lessons that do not require classrooms, and the magical animal protection lesson they will take in the afternoon, the classrooms for other lessons have their own characteristics.

But the divination classroom was definitely the one they had seen before, and it was the least like a classroom classroom.

In the small classroom, there are at least twenty small round tables packed with calico armchairs and bulging small futons around the tables.

The curtains in the room were tightly drawn. There was no light from the outside to penetrate, but the inside did not appear dim, everything was illuminated by a hazy red light.

The reason for this red light was that the lamps in the room were covered with a big crimson scarf, and the mantelpiece that burned the fire very vigorously.

This makes the classroom not only dazzling, but also sultry.

In addition, on the mantelpiece, there is also a large copper teapot. The teapot exudes a strong tea fragrance. Many people feel that this smell is too strong, even a bit disgusting, let alone Fisch, with a keen sense of smell...

So when Mao Mao entered the classroom, he had already cast a deodorant spell on himself.

"Sybil, long time no see Meow."

(●ΦωΦ●)?

Fisch ran to the corner and greeted a figure in the shadows.

Professor Trelawney originally wanted to show her mystery, but was suddenly broken by Fisch, and she had no choice but to walk out of the shadows.

"Welcome," she walked to the fireplace, her whole body bathed in firelight, looking mysterious, "it is great to finally see you in the material world." Gu

Professor Trelawney's voice was soft and vague. Although it sounded a little weird, it fits her identity as a fortuneteller.

Everyone looked at Professor Trelawney at a loss. Firstly, they didn't understand what the other party was saying. Secondly, the other party's dress was too exaggerated, and they couldn't help but think of the one who had a good relationship with Feish. Luna Gudlov...

Trelawney was very thin. A pair of big glasses magnified her eyes several times, and she was wearing a thin and transparent shawl with many glittering metal pieces.

There are countless beads and chains hanging on the thin and long neck, and many bracelets and rings on his arms and hands, making Professor Trelawney look like a huge, shiny insect .

"She must be a Ravenclaw like Luna."

Ron whispered to Harry next to him: "Just like Slytherin always has dark wizards, Ravenclaw has always liked to make weirdos."

Although this is just a stereotype of Ron or most of the students, he didn't guess wrong this time. Trelawney is also a Ravenclaw.

"Sybil, why do you smell so strong here?"

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The kitten didn’t care about Professor Trelawney’s pretense at all...

Anyway, she still has horses, which has always been this virtue, and Fei Xu has long been used to it.

But the kitty couldn't accept the strong tea smell in the air, so he frowned for the first time and complained to Professor Trelawney.

Professor Trelawney smiled and continued to say in her soft and ambiguous voice: "Deciphering tea is an introduction to divination, and this is also the content of your first class today."

As she said, she patted Feishu's little head gently, pointed to the small round table closest to her, and said, "Sit down first, and you, my children, sit down."

Fisch sat down, and then the three Gryffindor girls, Hermione, Lavender and Parvati, immediately seized the position next to Fisch, and the four people happened to occupy the small round table.

The others also gathered together, looking for a suitable place to sit down.

"Welcome to the divination class," Professor Trelawney also sat down in an easy chair in front of the fire. He did not look at everyone, but stared hollowly at the ceiling and said, "I am Terry. Professor Lawney. You probably haven't seen me before. I have discovered that going down to the chaotic and noisy campus life can blur my eyes."

Regarding the "Tianmu", Harry and the others had already heard the senior students mention it when they were choosing courses, knowing that this is probably a talent for predicting the future...

As for where it grows ~www.NovelMTL.com~ how to feel it, Harry and the others are at a loss.

And Professor Trelawney didn’t explain much, she neatly adjusted her shawl, and continued: “So, you have taken a divination course. This is the deepest subject of all magic arts. I must Put the words first, if you don’t have insight, I can’t do anything. In this field, books can teach you only a little..."

Hermione was shocked when she heard that books did not help the subject much.

At this time, Fisch leaned into her ear and whispered: "The horses in the Forbidden Forest have similar claims, but Minerva said this was just an excuse they found after failing in divination."

"I heard!"

Professor Trelawney's easy chair was next to Fisch and their table, and naturally I heard the little cat's whispers.

In anger, her voice was no longer so soft, but sharpened.

"Minerva is totally jealous because she has no talent for prophecy!"

Hearing Professor Trelawney talking about Professor McGonagall, everyone looked at Fisch with a little nervousness, for fear that he would jump up and punch Professor Trelawney like he did with Professor Lockhart and Lupin.

However, Kitty's mood at this time appeared to be very stable, because of the scolding battle between Professor McGonagall and Trelawney, he had long been tired of watching it.

Moreover, the two of them are arguing and will always pull themselves in...

"Fish, you should listen to me and become a fortuneteller. Unlike Minerva, you are gifted as a prophet!"

Sure enough, it's like this again...

(?ω?)

The kitten raised his eyes to look at Professor Trelawney, and flicked his tail helplessly.

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