MTL - The Day of the Draw at Hogwarts-v4 Chapter 135 Thunderbolt (2 in 1)

Hearing this, Tom frowned.

Professor Trelawney often said unpleasant things that Tom would laugh at in the past, but this time he really felt disgusted with Professor Trelawney.

"You're joking." Tom lowered his eyes and suppressed his inner dissatisfaction. He was controlling himself and trying not to have a direct conflict with Professor Trelawney.

But although he has tried his best to restrain his emotions, as long as he is not blind or has emotional cognitive impairment, he can see his inner dissatisfaction.

"This old liar has stabbed Tom in the back." Ron looked at Harry and said schadenfreude.

Faced with Ron's words, Harry did not respond, and he remembered an image he had seen from Voldemort's perspective.

He was almost certain that Hermione had been hit by Voldemort's spell. Combined with Professor Trelawney's prophecy, wouldn't that be...

But isn't this professor a liar? Could it be that she just happened to be talking nonsense?

Professor Trelawney also sensed Tom's dissatisfaction.

To be misunderstood and ignored is the fate of a fortune-teller. Under normal circumstances, Professor Trelawney has nothing to do with a wizard who does not believe in his own fortune-telling. She couldn't defend herself, couldn't prove the veracity of her prediction, she could only let time speak for herself.

This is also the reason why it is difficult to distinguish a soothsayer from a magician.

A well-known fortune-teller must be good at predicting what will happen in the near future.

If the time span of a prophecy is too large, even if you prophesy correctly, you will not be able to reap the dividends of the prophecy. Take, for example, a valiant general who was an idle rascal in his youth. One day he met a prophet who thought he could become a general. At that time, the rogue boy who had not eaten his last meal felt that the fortune-teller was teasing him, so he beat him up - but he really became a general when he grew up!

The fortune-teller's beating was truly wrong!

However, Professor Trelawney is really the type of fortune-teller who "puts a long line to catch a big fish", so she is regarded as a liar by many people, and she has not been able to prove her innocence!

For this reason, although Professor Trelawney said nothing on the face, he was still very unconvinced in his heart.

But today, she got a chance to prove herself!

In scientific experiments, there is a very important parameter called repeatability. An experiment, even if the results are hype, if other laboratories can't reproduce it, it will eventually make people feel guilty. But once other labs can draw similar conclusions, the results are reliable.

Professor Trelawney planned to let Tom "repeat" his prediction. In her opinion, Tom is enough to be called a prophet. If he is guilty, can he make a prophecy for himself? With his own reminder, his "Heavenly Eye" is no longer in a covered state, and a correct conclusion can be drawn.

"Student Yodel, if you don't believe it, why don't you do the math yourself? You are the most talented person I've ever met." Professor Trelawney laughed, and his tone was not so ethereal. At this time, she was more like an ordinary witch.

Tom scratched his head, took his astrological chart, and made a serious calculation. He couldn't think of any reason for his refusal. Anyway, it was a while before get out of class ended, so it was time to pass the time.

[But Professor Trelawney, don't blame me if the results don't match]

In Tom's eyes, Professor Trelawney shot herself in the foot this time, and her prestige, which was not high, might be weakened again.

The little wizards in the divination class closed their mouths and watched Tom's calculations quietly.

After counting, Tom's face changed.

Does the astrology look a little menacing?

His face was ugly.

After several checks, Tom had to admit that Professor Trelawney's prediction was theoretically correct. According to the interpretation of the astrology, his natal star does not look abnormal, but his guest star is wrapped in a layer of death, and the position is not good.

According to the interpretation, it really means that people close to him will have "unknown" or "death calamities".

Tom pursed his lips and frowned. He was a little confused about the situation.

Professor Trelawney could hardly contain his delighted expression when he saw Tom's bad face. For her, the accuracy of the prediction is the most important thing. As for the blood, tears and mourning behind it, that is not something that a fortune-teller should consider.

Fortunately, she still knew that it was easy to be beaten when she laughed at this time, so she restrained her smile after putting in a lot of effort, and said to Tom in a heavy tone, "My child, I believe the horoscope has revealed a corner of the future to you. Although the prophecy is sad, as a professional fortune teller, I want to remind you that what we see is always only a corner of the future, and the future is always changing."

In order to prove his own words, Professor Trelawney even took out his wand and turned a teacup on the table into a star fruit. This fruit is shaped like a five-pointed star when viewed from the side, but a five-pointed star when viewed from the front.

Professor Trelawney's words made Tom feel a little better. Yes, it is only a corner of the future, and things are not irreversible.

Lost a loved one...

Tom will never accept it!

The conversation between Tom and Professor Trelawney surprised the little wizards who were listening. Because inside and outside the words, it seems that Tom has reached the same conclusion as Professor Trelawney.

This is amazing.

Even the little wizard who was sure Trelawney was an old liar had a goo in his heart - after all, Tom was a very reliable person, and he wouldn't joke about this kind of thing. He said the conclusion is the same, it is the same.

Some of the little witches looked at Tom with sympathy in their eyes. Poor Tom, he must be in pain to lose his beloved... Then let me heal the wounds in his heart! Some people have used their brains.

Ron was a little surprised - he was a person who was swayed by the wind, and when he was in the third grade, he still believed in the "unknown" that Professor Trelawney said!

"Why do I think what the old liar said this time is true? But if it is true, isn't it..." He turned to his side and bit his ear with Harry.

Harry coped casually, but a huge wave turned up inside. This prophecy, combined with the pictures he saw that day, can be said to have proved something from all angles. He decided to chat with Tom after class.

"Okay, that's it for today's class." Seeing that the atmosphere was in place, Professor Trelawney ended the class with great satisfaction and signaled that the little wizards could leave. As for today's homework, I will give my own destiny in December according to my astrological chart.

After class, the little wizards left the classroom one by one.

Seeing Tom's figure gradually disappearing on the hanging ladder, Harry made up his mind.

"Ron, see you in the Potions Classroom." He hurriedly packed his schoolbag and walked quickly to the trapdoor of the Divination Classroom. "You go first, I'll catch you later."

Ron was stunned: "That's Snape's Potions class, you'll be late!"

"It's okay, it's not a big problem."

Ron: ?

Looking at Harry's back running towards Tom, he could only sigh that love is a dizzying thing. Harry didn't even fear Snape because of Cho Chang.

Tom was in a very complicated mood at this time. The prophecy was pressing on his heart like a big rock, and he couldn't breathe.

Will Hermione's life be in danger?

he does not know. All he could do was stay with her for the rest of the day, and all he could guarantee was that he would be a corpse before Hermione was mortally endangered.

What made him a little embarrassed was that there were a lot of girls around, talking nonsense, which made him upset.

At this moment, he felt something, the wand slipped to the cuff, but the next moment Tom's mind moved slightly, he stopped the movement abruptly, and let the magic spell flying from behind hit his schoolbag.

"Fractured!"

It was Harry who cast the spell that attacked Tom. He doesn't want anyone who doesn't matter to hear his conversation with Tom, so he falls behind Tom and cuts Tom's bag open with a splitting spell.

Tom's quill, parchment, and textbook all fell out and scattered all over the floor. Luckily Tom never used ink, otherwise it would have been worse.

"Hey, it looks like I have to change my schoolbag!" Tom said fakely, while urging the classmates around him to go to class first.

The chattering girls finally left reluctantly.

Tom no longer pretended to pack his things. He stood up, looked at the direction where the spell was shot from behind him, and said, "The spell almost hit me just now."

Harry, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed, but fortunately Tom didn't continue to dwell on this matter.

"What's the matter?" he said.

"Uh... In fact, I hope you can help me ask Qiu Zhang for her... Does she have a dance partner?" Harry hesitated for a moment before saying something outrageous.

Speaking of which, he regretted it.

Sure enough, Tom's face became very wonderful.

"Did you break my schoolbag just to say this?" He couldn't help laughing. "Will it cause misunderstanding? Can I mention your name?"

"Of course, but it's not important," Harry woke up a little and hurriedly made up for it: "It's actually like this..."

He told Tom what he had seen that day.

"I think I can connect to Voldemort's point of view sometimes." Harry looked serious.

Tom moved indiscriminately to avoid looking Harry in the eye.

"Have you spoken to Professor Dumbledore about this?"

"No."

"Then you must tell him."

"Um."

The two fell silent, as if they had finished speaking.

"Any thing else?"

Harry gritted his teeth, "I saw in Voldemort's memory earlier that Hermione was hit by Voldemort's spell—"

"I see." Tom said blankly. "Go to class quickly. If you don't hurry up, you will be late."

After all, he took out his wand and pointed at the debris on the ground, which floated up with the cracked schoolbag, and was gathered together by Tom.

Harry opened his mouth to speak, but Tom walked away.

The curse, the omen of death, Voldemort... The broken information gradually formed a line in Tom's mind, and the context of the matter became clearer and clearer.

Contrary to the expected reaction, Tom gradually calmed down.

He felt that he was in the calmest and most rational state right now, as if he was in sage time.

He just walked straight back to the common room. As for the next class, he skipped it without hesitation. He piled the broken schoolbag and various sundries on the table in the corner of the lounge, then sat on the stool in a daze.

Tom's absence from school caught Hermione's attention.

His unusual behavior made Hermione realize something. So when everyone went to the auditorium to eat, Hermione ran back to the Ravenclaw common room against the flow of people.

"You're here," said Hermione, panting. "Why didn't you go to Charms? Professor Flitwick must have noticed, and you'd better explain it to him—and here are my notes. …”

As she spoke, she closed her mouth. Because she saw that there was no light in her boy's eyes. At this time, Tom was like a lifeless piece of meat, sitting on a chair lifeless.

"It's back to normal!" Hermione first repaired Tom's schoolbag, then sat next to Tom, took his hand, and asked softly, "What's wrong? You seem... not quite right?"

Tom pulled his hand out~www.novelbuddy.com~ which made Hermione even more uneasy. She reached out and stroked Tom's cheek, forcibly breaking Tom's head over and making him look at her.

"What's the matter? There's something you can say, and I might be able to help."

"Do you understand that too?" Tom finally spoke. His tone was very calm, which made Hermione's heart go numb.

Her face turned pale a little bit, and she had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Have you been struck by Voldemort's spell before?"

Faced with this question, Hermione was silent for a while.

Finally, she nodded slowly.

"But, but the problem is not very serious, Professor Dumbledore is already helping me find a way-"

"Hermione, you know what? You raise your eyebrows every time you lie."

"I didn't raise my eyebrows?"

"You admit that you lied?"

Hermione:  …

Damn it! Why is Tom so clever here?

"Can you tell the truth, I beg you..." Tom took the initiative to hold Hermione's hands, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.

Looking at Tom's sad eyes, Hermione could no longer hide and told Tom about her situation.

"Seventeen years old..." Tom's body swayed, he only felt a suffocation in his throat, and two lines of clear tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

Seeing Tom's appearance, Hermione panicked, and she quickly hugged Tom and let him snuggle into her arms, letting the front of her shirt gradually get soaked.

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There has been no update in the past two days, mainly because Hermione invited me out for dinner the night before. I was too tired and accidentally overslept last night, sorry!

Here is a two-in-one four-thousand-word chapter, I hope everyone is satisfied~