Chapter 413 Dancing Snowman
In the morning, the sky was gray and the snow was still falling. The ground was covered with several feet of snow, and the lake was already covered with a thick layer of solid ice.
Christmas is coming, and students are looking forward to the holiday and don’t focus on their studies at all.
However, divination classes do not require everyone to put much effort into learning.
Today's Divination class has almost become a joke among the third-year students of this year. No one really takes this class seriously. Many students who choose Divination class spend their boring class time chatting and laughing.
Now, everyone thinks that Professor Trelawney is a liar. She doesn't know how to divination at all, and just likes to play tricks to fool everyone. Unfortunately, Professor Trelawney's true face was quickly seen through by everyone.
Compared with Professor Trelawney, no one mentioned that Albert could do divination. After all, his words had always been accurate. Many people even suspected that Albert might really have the ability to divination. .
Currently, divination classes are still teaching everyone how to interpret tea leaves, which is the so-called tea divination. It is almost one of the most inaccurate of all divination.
As for why Albert had such an idea, it mainly came from the fact that he had been learning tea divination for several months, but he still could not find the skills related to tea divination on the panel. This directly made Albert suspicious. Does tea divination count as a skill?
As for the skills related to divination, such as palmistry and card divination, he learned them by reading books by himself. However, after studying tea leaves for several months, he has never developed the relevant skills.
Could it be that he is too stupid to learn?
Obviously not.
If Albert really had no divination talent, it would be impossible for him to master many divination skills such as runestone divination, crystal divination, card divination, plus palmistry.
Since it’s not Albert’s problem, it’s naturally a problem with interpreting the tea leaves.
Every time you drink tea, there will be a bunch of tea residue left in the cup.
Yes, it’s tea residue, not tea leaves.
The information left on the tea leaves in the book is just a template that can be used to predict the results you want every time?
Obviously not.
Interpreting tea leaves is a very subjective matter.
It’s like someone thinking about lottery tickets all day long, and everything they see looks like lottery numbers. In the end, the person connects all the numbers he “saw” in an attempt to make a fortune, but of course he loses his money.
Before the end of get out of class, Albert received another compliment and extra points from Professor Trelawney. She also told everyone that next semester they will start learning palmistry and have preliminary contact with crystals for divination.
Halfway through, Fred asked in an exaggerated tone what he had been unable to understand just now, "Tell me honestly, how do you see the acorns in the teacup?"
“Of course it’s a guess.” Albert replied honestly.
"Guessed?" The three of them were speechless. They could guess so confidently, and they didn't think that Albert had guessed. From his performance in class, it was not difficult to see that Albert could really interpret tea leaves. .
"Yes, you guessed it. Yes, that's what it is." Albert seemed to emphasize it again in order to emphasize the tone of his words, "Honestly, interpreting tea leaves is almost one of the most unreliable divination I have ever seen. .”
“What are the second and third most unreliable fortune-tellings?” Li Jordan’s mind twitched, and he asked without thinking.
“Birthreading and leaf divination.”
“Then how did you guess it?”
"We can't understand it anyway, so we just need to make speculations based on certain things that may happen in the future. This is what I call interpreting tea leaves." Noticing the astonished looks of his three companions, Albert shrugged. , "Don't look at me like that, I also learned it from Professor Trelawney."
“So, Professor Trelawney doesn’t actually know how to divination?”
The three of them looked at each other in confusion. Although they had known about this for a long time, they were still surprised when Albert said it.
“Wait, that’s not right. I remember last time, didn’t you say that Professor Trelawney could do divination, so that’s why she became the divination professor at Hogwarts?”
"Methods to deceive others?" George curled his lips and asked, "Are you sure you still need to learn those things?"
In the eyes of the three of them, Albert's ability to deceive people is really great, and his words are more accurate than prophecies. There is no need to learn any prophecies or interpretation of tea leaves, he only needs to use his words.
As the four of them passed by the corridor, Fred suddenly suggested, “Would you like to build a snowman?”
"Don't go to the library whenever you have free time. It's not like you can't finish your homework." Fred and George carried Albert to the yard.
"No, I'll go by myself." Albert suddenly paused, stayed somewhere for a few seconds, and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong?"
“Nothing.” He shook his head and followed the three of them to the school yard. When he first entered the yard, snowballs flew towards Albert.
Albert immediately stopped and moved aside, and the snowball hit Lee Jordan directly in the face.
"Who ambushed me?" Li Jordan quickly bent down, scooped up a ball of snow and squeezed it tightly, preparing to give the guy who ambushed him a hard hit.
"Sorry, I didn't mean it just now." Truman apologized with a smile, without any sincerity at all, and then threw another snowball in this direction.
This snowball fight started inexplicably.
The three **** on Truman's side cast a spell on the snowballs they made, causing the snowballs to chase Albert and smash them. In the end, Albert used magic to block them.
“No one can have a snowball fight like you.” Truman couldn’t help but protest.
Albert waved his wand, and a snowball grew bigger and bigger, rolling towards the position of Truman and the other three, forcing them to dodge.
Albert had already rolled a small snowball for himself. After Truman and his friends dispersed, he threw it directly towards Truman. Truman, who was hit in the face by the snowball, fell directly onto his buttocks in the snow. on the ground.
“Good opportunity, come on.”
"It hurts. Can you stop hitting me so hard, and why did you only hit me?" Truman couldn't help complaining. Truman found the snowball just rolling towards him.
“Because you deserve a beating.” Truman’s companion said to him with a smile.
"Damn, you're still here. Are you planning to crush me with this big snowball?" Truman was chased around by a huge snowball. He was taking out his wand from his pocket and preparing to crush the snowball. When he broke it, he found that the snowball had stopped. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and complained to Albert, "What the **** are you doing."
"I'm just going to make a bigger snowman." Albert used magic to create a snowball and placed it on top of the big snowball.
Fred, George and Li Jordan were stunned when they saw this scene.
“You call this a snowman?”
"Otherwise, do you have any opinion?" Albert asked with a smile. While talking, he had easily completed a snowman as big as Hagrid.
“Wow, what a big snowman!”
As Harry, Ron and Hermione walked towards this side, they were also attracted by Albert's snowman.
"If you know how to use magic, you can do the same." Albert raised his wand and cast a spell on the snowman.
The originally heavy snowman actually grew a pair of short legs, and suddenly he started to tap dance by himself, because the snowman was so bulky, and the ground was shaking slightly every time he jumped.
“What kind of magic is this?”
Harry stared blankly at the big snowman tap dancing in front of him. He was very shocked. He couldn't help it. This big guy was really scary.
Others also watched this scene with interest, some applauded, some applauded, and the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became lively.
“What the **** are you doing?”
Snape appeared without warning like a ghost.
(End of this chapter)