v2 Chapter 530： Divination class repertoire

After cleaning up the internal organs of his nails, Neville went back to sleep. He was tired this evening.

Ai Wen continued to study the ancient magic on the sofa in front of the fire, and Colin did the deformation class at his side.

Harry and Ron took their "open the fog and look at the future" and found a table in the corner, began to predict their fate for the next month, and kept filling in the numbers in the complex planetary trajectory table.

The time is already late, there are fewer and fewer people in the lounge, and the little wizards go back to sleep.

An hour later, Colin also went back. Ai Wen put away the parchment filled with magical words and took the live map out for a while.

undefinedThe above is a dense name, and the little wizards are mostly concentrated in the common room and their respective bedrooms.

Ai Wen saw Fred and George in the Owl Room, and Hermione was alone in the library.

Then he moved his eyes to other places.

Ai Wen has been looking for a whole week, but did not find the name of Little Batty Crouch.

This is really weird, and I don't know who Batty Crouch is posing for in the Hogwarts.

Or, he has not sneaked into Hogwarts, after all, the hegemony has not yet begun.

Or, like Carresis, he also enchanted his name and would not mark it on the live map.

Ai Wen can't be sure, but anything can happen.

He thought for a while before he collected the live map.

It seems that by finding the hope of Little Batty Crouch through the live map, I can only find another way.

Ai Wen blinked and stood up, stretched out, and he was waiting for Hermione for a while. She hadn't returned yet in the library.

Harry and Ron were also at the small table, whispering something and discussing the prophecy of the divination class.

In fact, the two of them did not progress, and the table was throwing a lot of parchment papers filled with numbers and symbols.

Harry felt that his mind was still foggy, as if it had been filled with smoke from Professor Trelawney's fire.

"What exactly does this game mean? I don't have a clue." He looked down at the long row calculation formula.

"I don't understand it at all!" said Ron, the hair on his head was erected because he had been scratching his head in distress. He pointed to a planet and said, "Ivan, you know that Saturn and Mercury are running to this position. What is it?"

"I don't know!" Ai Wen took a look at the complicated star map and was confused.

"It's not easy, isn't it, we finally found something that even Ai Wen didn't know!" said Ron, turning to look at Harry. "Harry, in this case, we still use the divination class." Show it."

"You mean, make up out of thin air?" Harry's brow picked up.

"Yeah," said Ron, sweeping the messy pile of draft paper onto the floor.

He filled the pen with ink and wrote it in his head.

"I may cough next Monday, because Mars and Jupiter are unfortunately matched!" He looked up at Harry and scribbled. "You know her, let's try to make some bad things, she loves to watch this." "

"It's the opposite!" said Harry, smashing the results he had just thought through and throwing it into the fire. "Well, I will meet on Monday, um, the danger of being burned."

"It sounds good. I didn't write my divination assignments. We can do it together!" Ai Wen said, quickly took out his divination textbook and parchment and sat next to Harry and Ron.

He also needs to predict his fortune next month, and Ivan doesn't want to spend the weekend on tea and tea leaves.

Without predicting talent, it is doomed to not make much progress in the divination class.

Instead of wasting time making useless predictions, it's better to solve these jobs as quickly as Harry and Ron.

Anyway, Ai Wen has already made up his mind, and he does not expect the Trelawney professor to give him a high score.

Seeing that Evan did this seemed to give Harry and Ron a lot of encouragement, and the two became excited.

"I may also be at risk of burns next Monday," wrote Avon's parchment. "Because I saw the flame in the cup."

"Yeah, we all have this danger!" Ron nodded and said, "We will see the fried snail again on Monday, isn't it?! Ok, Tuesday, I will."

"You will break the money." Harry turned to "open the fog to see the future" to find ideas.

"Good idea!" said Ron, and quickly wrote this article down, "because, because Mercury. Ivan, you, someone will slay a death curse for you, because you will see Trelawney again on Tuesday." Professor! As for Harry, you were stabbed by a man you thought was a friend, how about?"

"It's so cool!" Harry recorded and said, "This is because Venus is in the twentieth tenth house of the ecliptic."

"Then, on Wednesday, we lost in a fight with people."

"Yes, you can come to Malfoy with a fight, but I don't want to lose to him anymore, just write a bet and lose money."

"Because the bet is forecast to rain on Tuesday, I am still sick and I have been lying in bed for a whole day."

They make up prophecies, and the colors of tragedies are getting stronger and stronger.

It took another hour, and the time was close to eleven o'clock. There were only three of them in the common room.

Crookshan walked over and jumped lightly into an empty chair, shaking it gently.

It looked at Evan, Harry, and Ron with esoteric eyes, and it looked like Hermione.

If Hermione knew that they were opportunistic when doing homework, it would show such a look.

This scene is really interesting. The three of them sat there and thought about the unfortunate incident that Zhang had not used before.

After a while, Fred and George walked into the common room. They both held thick parchment and feather pens and whispered. They didn't know what to do. They looked tired and said good night. Then go back to sleep.

"The two of them are definitely studying something like the Wesley magic trick order." Ron said, "Remember, soon after the summer vacation, my mother burned their last order. So they have to do something new."

"But why should we carry us, if it is an order, they will let us participate," Harry said puzzledly.

"Who knows!" Ron shrugged his shoulders.

Ai Wen knows what is going on. The two of them actually wrote to Ludo Bagman to bet to win Jin Jialong.

Although the Quidditch World Cup ended with an attack and a Dark Mark, they were both right on the outcome of the match.

The Irish team won the victory and Kröm grabbed the Golden Snitch.

This is a very rare result, and Bagman gave a high odds.

This means that he now owes Fred and George a lot of money.

However, he did not intend to pay back the money at all. The letters before the twins were all sinking into the sea.

The two of them decided to write a letter that appropriately threatened Bagman.

"So late, how did Hermione not come back?"

"She must have forgotten the time in the library. Mrs. Pins does not drive her away, she will not leave."

As soon as the voice fell, the hole after the portrait was opened again, and Hermione climbed into the common room.

She holds a roll of parchment in one hand and a box in the other.

As soon as I walked, the things in the box creaked.

Crookshank arched his back and screamed. (To be continued.)