Chapter 518 A Person with a Sense of Humor
Chapter 518 A Person with a Sense of Humor
Chapter 518 A Person with a Sense of Humor
Hugo left Potions class hesitantly, and stood in the corridor, a little at a loss.
"What's the matter? Are you really planning to skip the magic device research class?" Mo Lin asked.
Hugo shook his head: "I like the study of magic equipment very much-but what if Professor Trelawney is right? She did tell me one thing."
"What did she say?"
"She said, if I want to lift the curse of fate, I can no longer take the magic equipment research class." Hugo muttered.
Maureen said: "Don't you think that the reason she said that is purely because James and Albus, as the sons of Harry Potter, did not take the course of divination, but took the study of magic equipment?"
Although Maureen only met Professor Trelawney once, he didn't agree with the professor anymore, and felt that the professor's prediction about Hugo was suspected of false public benefit.
"That's Professor Trelawney! A fortuneteller who made predictions about Harry Potter and Voldemort, her predictions are very accurate. She also said that I lack magical talent and the aura of a prophet, which is why my wand often goes off fire. , can only be like this for the rest of my life.”
Hugo was in awe of Professor Trelawney. He didn't care much about his wand going off fire before, but now he was completely frightened by the words of a "great prophet".
After all, that was the prophet who predicted "The Boy Who Lived"!
"Cheer up, don't be too scared. I also know a fortuneteller. I'll ask next time. I think the fortuneteller I know is more reliable." Mo Lin said seriously.
"If you mean Magatha—"
"It's not Magatha, she's much better than Magatha."
What Mo Lin thought of was Mrs. Rhea. Mrs. Rhea was the most powerful fortune teller he had ever seen. He had seen Mrs. Rhea's real crystal ball with his own eyes. Mrs. found it in a special way.
He remembered that Mrs. Rhea once mentioned that most of Professor Trelawney's predictions were ridiculous and unbelievable.
But after all, Professor Trelawney made a real prediction, so it is hard to say whether Professor Trelawney's prediction of Hugo is fooling people.
He wondered if he should take Hugo to see Mrs. Rhea on the weekend to cheer Hugo up.
"It's useless, who else is better than Professor Trelawney's divination?"
Hugo was very depressed. It was the first time Mo Lin saw that the heartless Hugo would become like this. Even Professor Francis, who often threatened people with death, had never made Hugo so scared.
"There must be! Some people may have made the same prophecy, but others don't know it——If you want me to say, there is more than one prophet." Mo Lin said.
Mrs. Rhea is a very low-key prophet. It seems that no one has heard of her. She herself said that fate should not be peeped at will, let alone be used as a tool for profit.
In addition to Mrs. Rhea, Mo Lin also thought of Moira, who is now absconding outside without a trace, that old witch who is very good at arithmetic and divination, and her divination skills should not be underestimated.
"Today is the last day of September. Maybe if I get through today, the bloody disaster won't haunt me anymore—I think you should ask for leave for me!" Hugo said hesitantly.
"Why do you ask for leave? It's ridiculous to ask for leave for such a strange reason." Mo Lin said angrily, "Although I don't know exactly what divination is all about, but this kind of prophecy is really out of line, I think Nine times out of ten it's bullshit."
"But--"
"Stop talking nonsense and follow me."
Mo Lin pushed Hugo and dragged him to the classroom of the magic equipment research class on the fourth floor.
Arnock was leisurely fiddling with some interesting equipment as usual.
Maureen walked to Anok's side. There were some silver marbles on the table, rolling slowly. These marbles rolled around on the table, but they just didn't touch anything, and they were chasing each other. I don't know what to do use.
"Arnock, do you have any idea about the magic rules?" Molin asked in a low voice.
He told Anok about the bloody Barrow last time, but Anok seemed to know about these things a long time ago, so he was not very surprised about the bloody Barrow and Helena.
"It's hard to say, I'm still observing." Anok said.
"Is there still nothing abnormal? I thought this kind of thing can be easily seen based on your magic level." Mo Lin said.
Bloodman Baron said that only those who are very familiar with the existing magic structure will discover the heretical rules opened by the stone arch.
Arnock is clearly one such person.
"The sealed magic rules are not so simple. Those magics have been lost for a long time, and it will take some time for people to dig them out," Anok said.
"I still don't understand what kind of magic rules and how to find them?" Mo Lin asked.
"You can understand it as our classroom, where all our existing knowledge of magic is contained. The stone arch is the door of the classroom, and the black cube is the key to the door."
Arnock stopped what he was doing, and said, "Before, the door couldn't be opened without a key, and the dangerous magic rules outside couldn't get in, but now the door has been inserted with a key—you can understand this, right?"
Mo Lin nodded thoughtfully: "You mean, the door has been keyed, just waiting for someone in the classroom to turn the doorknob and let the magic outside the door come in, right?"
"That's right, but—how should I put it? Although the door is keyed, the location of the door is uncertain, so everyone is still groping. I need time to find out the location of these doors before someone else turns the doorknob." Pull the key off the doorknob before," said Arnock.
Arnock's metaphor is easy to understand. Although it is still very abstract, at least there is a general concept.
"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, Arnock, what do you think of Professor Trelawney?" Maureen asked Hugo, who was sitting in the last row of the classroom.
"You can't be predicted by her, and you don't take her class, so why ask this?" Anok asked strangely.
"She made some predictions for Hugo, which made him crazy. Do you think her predictions are accurate?" Mo Lin asked.
"In the past, I might have said she was—but now that I'm a professor, I can't just speak ill of my colleagues." Arnock said with a smile, "You just think she's a woman with a great sense of humor when she's sober." People are better."
"A person with a sense of humor?" Mo Lin thought for a while, and said in surprise, "Do you mean that all her predictions were made as jokes?"
"Oh, you said that, not me." Anok waved his hand.
Mo Lin muttered, "Whenever have you started to speak in such a measured manner."
(End of this chapter)
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