v2 Chapter 947： Failed performance (1/2)

The diviners always like to predict the end of the world as their last prophecy, but until now, the end has never come.

This kind of signboard does not damage the name of the prophet. Because the prophecy was verified, it was mostly hundreds of years or thousands of years later. Instead, people talked about it and thanked the prophecy for not fulfilling it.

If you like, you can find a book in this area, almost every year is the end of the world...

Just like the ominous and the signs of death, everywhere, everywhere, if you believe in the words, you first scare yourself crazy.

”Yes, Cassandra Trelawney is my mysterious grandmother.” Professor Trelawney said, put his head higher.

”But I think that if I am wrong, you can correct it. Well, after Cassandra, are you the first person in your family to have a second vision?” Umbridge said, on the board. Write down a few strokes.

”These things are often passed down from generation to generation,” said Professor Trelawney.

”Of course, of course!” Umbridge remembered a few more pens, and the sly mouth smiled even more. She said with care, ”This is a very precious gift. In this case, I wonder if you can predict me. What is it, eh?”

She raised her head inquiringly, still smiling.

Professor Trelawney was so tight that he couldn't believe his ears.

”I don't understand what you mean,” she said, shudderingly grabbing the shawl around her thin neck.

”I hope that you can make a prophecy for me.” Umbridge said clearly.

This is undoubtedly a challenge and will soon be verified to be fulfilled.

This is the matter of signboards. No diviner will do this stupid thing.

Every prophecy, every divination, every sentence is fulfilled, that is not divination, probably only the ancient prophet can do it.

Now, everyone in the classroom is staring at Professor Trelawney.

I saw her straighten her body, and the beads and bracelets were jingle.

”The sky is not going to be watched!” she said in an angry voice.

”Understood.” Umbridge said softly, seemingly disappointed, and wrote a few more on her writing board.

”I, I, but, wait, wait!” Professor Trelawney suddenly said that she tried to speak in the usual ethereal voice, but because of the tremor of the whole body, it destroyed the mysterious effect of that sound. ”I, I think I did see something, it’s about you, ah, I feel something, some kind of black thing, some kind of extremely dangerous...”

Professor Trelawney pointed to Professor Umbridge with his trembling fingers. Professor Umbridge’s face was still so amiable, and the two eyebrows were raised.

”You are afraid of terrible dangers, dangers of life!” Professor Trelawney ended her words dramatically.

A moment of silence, Umbridge's eyebrows are still rising.

”Okay!” she said softly, pulling a few more strokes on the tablet. ”If you can only do this at best.”