Chapter 79 Chapter 79
Happiness always fades, the dementors have brought panic, despair spread throughout the castle followed by something awful.
The first was the Divination class, Evan witnessed the whole event.
Since there was no morning class for second-year students, he followed Harry to the third-year Divination class.
To be frank, Evan has always been intrigued by divination and Professor Trelawney.
In the past, when he read the books, Trelawney's prophecy was very accurate; Harry's fate was determined from the start.
But Professor Trelawney's actual performance disappointed Evan.
If most people fear the unknown, Professor Trelawney fears the future; the first Divination lesson was meant to intimidate people.
She made a dreadful prediction about everyone in the room; the first to die would be Neville, Professor Trelawney mentioned his grandmother for no apparent reason, causing paranoia in Neville and the whole class.
For Parvati Patil, she warned her to beware of a red-haired man.
She then told the class that a vicious flu would disrupt classes in February.
After her words, the class was tense and silent.
It didn't surprise Evan when Hermione stormed out angrily; Professor Trelawney's predictions seemed more like a curse than a prophecy.
If not for being polite, he would leave too.
If Professor Trelawney did not enter a certain state, she was nothing but a disturbed liar. As she herself had said, without true insight, there would be little progress in Divination.
Perhaps Professor Trelawney had really seen something, but Evan would bet it was probably nonsensical.
Evan paired up with Hermione in the next Divination class.
They mixed their teas, followed Professor Trelawney's instructions, dried the tea leaves, and exchanged cups.
"Do you know, Evan?" said Hermione as she looked at the tea leaves, "It seems absurd to predict fate with tea leaves."
"Yes, I know," nodded Evan, then he saw Professor Trelawney approaching, so he hastily said, "But it's better to follow the book and see what they mean."
"Well..." Hermione frowned. "It looks like an insect, but I'm not sure, or maybe it looks like..."
"Let me see, lad," they passed the cup to the professor, her face immediately revealing a panicked expression. "It's a spider."
"It means your plan will be thwarted," Professor Trelawney whispered to Evan, "And you better watch out for this creature, I see doom in your teacup."
"Is it?" Hermione stood behind Professor Trelawney and said in an unfriendly tone, "From my point of view, it looks like a sun in the book, which signifies happiness, so it seems Evan will have good luck."
Evan nervously watched the two talking about the cups, acting as if they truly determined his fate.
Whether it was ill luck or good fortune, he dared not say.
But he saw no reason to fear a spider; probably the only spider he would have to fear at Hogwarts would be the forest giants, and he had no reason to go there this year.
"My plan is going to be thwarted?" furrowed Evan's brow.
It was Ron and Harry who were sitting alone; they burst into laughter, drawing Professor Trelawney's attention.
She quickly approached and snatched the teacup from Ron's hand.
Everyone was silent and focused on Professor Trelawney, who was looking at the tea leaves.
"It's a falcon, my dear, you have a mortal enemy," Trelawney whispered.
"But everyone knows that," Hermione mumbled, "Everyone knows about Harry and you-know-who..."
"This is not a fortunate cup of tea," she turned the cup again, "your future will be dangerous."
Everyone was left speechless by Trelawney, who turned the cup once more, suddenly gasped and screamed. She then sat on an empty chair, hands over her heart, and eyes closed.
"My dear child, my poor dear child! No, I shouldn't say it, don't ask me anything..."
"What is the matter, Professor?" Everyone rose slowly and approached Harry and Ron's table to examine the tea leaves closely.
"Well, it looks like a donkey," Hermione hesitantly commented.
"That's a Grim," Professor Trelawney said, opening her eyes, "Poor boy, you have a Grim."
Her words seemed to bewilder the children in the class.
"Excuse me, Professor, what do I have?" Harry asked.
"A Grim, what is a Grim?" Seeing Harry's confusion, Trelawney exclaimed, "The gigantic spectral dog that haunts graveyards! Dear boy, it's an omen, the worst omen, of death!"
Harry's face was unnaturally reminiscent of the great ordeal. He turned to the translatorferal and the dog he had seen on the street.
He turned his head and looked at Evan, who had also seen the dog.
"You think it was a Grim, it was just a stray dog. I've seen it, and if bad luck is contagious..."
Upon hearing Evan's words, everyone involuntarily stepped back, fearing both. Evan tried to suppress his laughter; it was truly fascinating to suddenly be so terrifying, no wonder Professor Trelawney loved it.
Hermione shot Evan a displeased look, approached Professor Trelawney's chair, and said, "Professor, I don't think it's an omen."
Professor Trelawney scrutinized Hermione and said, "Forgive me for saying this, but I perceive very little aura around you. Very little receptivity to the resonances of the future."
Professor Trelawney looked at Hermione and Evan with disdain, dissatisfied with the panic they had caused.
Trelawney said vaguely, "I believe we will end the lesson here for today, please pack up your things..."
Silently, the class returned their tea cups to Professor Trelawney, packed their books, closed their backpacks, not even Ron dared to meet Harry's gaze.
Everyone was pondering what the professor had said.
Hermione seemed eager to continue the debate, while Evan hastened out of the classroom.
Only Harry and Ron remained in the hallway.
Evan's bad luck is contagious and makes everyone nervous.
Everyone lowered their heads and rushed down the stairs as if they had the plague.
Evan, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were left alone, watching as people fled from them, unsure of what to say.
A moment later, Evan looked back and saw that Hermione was no longer there.