As a result, Neville added another learning content to his extracurricular activities—Holy Light!
Breathing methods should hone the body and breathing, and strengthen the body's energy to overflow and produce effects.
The holy light is to hone the will and soul, strengthen the spiritual energy and turn it into the holy light.
Well, no conflict.
Unknowingly, Neville's warrior level has reached level 3, which is only 1 level lower than the wizard profession!
Neville has reached level 7 (level 4 wizard/level 3 warrior) before he knows it!
Growing up so fast!
What Ted didn't expect was that Hermione actually had a talent for the Holy Light!
After some trial and training, she found that she could integrate this golden positive energy into defensive and healing magic!
She simply regarded this energy as a kind of positive energy magic, and the Holy Light Armor Curse after incorporating the Holy Light, in terms of defensive power alone, was no worse than Ted's Safety Helmet Curse of the same level. It's just that it's not that convenient in terms of functionality.
Even this is a big improvement. This is more than double the defense power of her previous armor curse!
She even took the time to learn two-handed healing spells from Madam Pomfrey in the school hospital.
Look at it this way, this knowledge from another world is worth the exchange.
600 experience for two people!
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Divination class.
Today I will teach you how to use a crystal ball for divination.
The crystal ball here is different from those on the market. There is a slowly rotating mist inside.
Before casting, sprinkle a circle of salt around the crystal ball to avoid being affected by the mixed magic power from the outside world.
Then reach out and hold the crystal ball. After injecting magic power, pay attention... look! Look~look…
"Hmph~~~" Ron was so fascinated that he fell asleep with his hands on his arms and snored.
Jerry quickly pushed him awake.
"What are you doing! Be serious! This is learning divination. If I learn it, I can pick up money everywhere in the future."
When Ron heard about the money, he felt a little more energetic. I peered carefully into the crystal ball, but could see nothing but the slowly rotating mist. I feel sleepy watching it!
"Did you see anything?" he asked.
Jerry frowned and said with a grimace, "Soon!"
"But all I saw was mist!"
"Mist? Yes, it's fog. But what does fog mean?"
Suddenly, Jerry suddenly realized: "I know! It means there will be heavy fog in the near future!"
The female classmates at the table next to him were all amused by him.
You are the weather forecaster!
Until the end of get out of class, Jerry was still worried, saying that there must be heavy fog in the past few days.
Ron disagreed, "Give it up. This thing needs to be inherited and innate. Either your ancestors have prophets and diviners, or you really have this talent..."
"Like Ted?"
"Maybe!"
Ted had previously used the method of stuffing three coins into the fire crab shell (turtle shell) to divine the lost pet for a girl in their lion courtyard, and he really found it in the approximate location of that direction!
Now everyone is saying that Ted may have the gift of a fortune teller!
These words even reached the ears of Trelawney, who didn't have much contact with people.
She really couldn't bear to hear such words.
The burden on her was so heavy that she even had to rely on acting, pretending to be crazy or stupid to maintain her image as a superior person.
She doesn't even dare to come into contact with her colleagues. She can hardly be seen at the professor's chair during meals.
The huge pressure caused her to develop alcoholism, and she became drunk day by day.
In short, she has paid a lot for this industry.
And now, a third-grade wizard, less than two months after he first started practicing divination, was said to have the talent of a fortune teller.
This is simply grabbing her heart!
Still holding on and scratching hard.
She felt she had to do something!
So, at the end of get out of class, Ted was given detention.
"Classmate Epiphany, please stay for a while, we need to talk..." Trelawney looked a little excited and a little nervous.
She herself felt guilty, a little jealous and angry, all in all it was extremely complicated.
"Okay, Professor."
Everyone left, and Hermione gave Ted a look before leaving: Be careful, or run away if you can't!
Ted smiled and nodded.
Trelawney's mind was as active as a monkey dancing in front of her, and it was difficult not to notice.
He could understand her performance.
However, he had no intention of comforting the other party.
"Uh... um..." Trelawney seemed a little unsure of how to speak.
Ted smiled and said: "Does the professor want to say that I have the talent of a diviner? It's all a joke among my classmates. Some people even say that I have the talent of the Dark Lord!"
Trelawney quickly lowered her head and pushed up her glasses. She didn't expect her thoughts to be seen by the other party, "Oh, yes, yes."
Ted rolled his eyes, I laughed at myself Dark Lord, what are you doing here? !
Facing this good-looking young man in front of her who was no shorter than herself, Trelawney suddenly didn't know what to say.
"You, you have to know that divination and prophecy require talent, not... not everyone can go far on this path. So, you have to study hard, you know?"
Trelawney didn't even know what she was talking about, so why did I encourage her?
Shouldn't we sternly remind the other party not to waste time in this industry with unreasonable thoughts?
Ted smiled: "Okay Professor, I understand. The Defense Against the Dark Arts class will start soon. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
"Oh, alright."
Ted lifted his legs and walked out, suddenly feeling something was wrong.
When she turned around, she found that Trelawney was sitting upright on the chair, her pupils were dilated, and her whole body was tense in an unspeakable manner.
"Professor! Professor, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Ted didn't even dare to reach out and touch her.
I am Cao! Don't you want to get into trouble?
Professor Trelawney's pupils had dilated to the limit, and a series of rapid words came out of her mouth: "Darkness! Death! Is approaching! Stop him, stop him, he is coming!"
Ted was stunned and immediately became serious: "Who? Who did you say is coming? When?!"
"Ah? Epiphany, what did you say? Aren't you going to take the Defense Against the Dark Arts class?" At this time, Trelawney returned to normal.
Blanch!
Ted frowned slightly, "Professor, do you remember what you just said?"
"What? I said: Oh, okay."
"That's not it!"
"Isn't that the sentence?"
"You say: Darkness! Death! is approaching! Stop him, stop him, he is coming!"
Ted looked so much like her, not only the tone and speed of her speech, but also her voice and tone were the same as Trelawney's.
Trelawney was startled when she suddenly heard her own voice coming from Ted's mouth.
Then I was shocked by the content!
"Is this what I said?!"
"That's right!"
"I have no impression! I don't remember it at all!"
"I know, don't worry. Sit down first." Ted simply reassured her.
The psychic power quickly calmed Trelawney, who was a little panicked.
"Professor, you have the gift of prophecy. Did you know that?"
"Really?"
Trelawney immediately beamed, but soon realized something was wrong: "Oh, I mean of course, I am the divination professor."
Ted turned his face to the side and straightened his expression, "I mean, you really have the gift of prophecy. Do you still remember why you were hired by Dumbledore as a divination professor?"
Trelawney fell into memories, and Ted guided her with words: "Remember? At night, in the Hog's Head Bar, you and Dumbledore, the candlelight was dim... He didn't want to hire you as a professor. In fact, he didn't want to at all. Cancel this class. But you suddenly made a prophecy..."
Trelawney's consciousness began to wander in her past memories, but she really couldn't remember them clearly. Ted could see that this small part of her memory was blank.
This ability of hers was unconscious when she prophesied, and she had no memory.
"Okay, Professor, we'll talk more about this later. Let's talk about this new prophecy. Now I have to go to class..."
After Ted left, Trelawney was both scared and happy!
Death is approaching!
It turns out it wasn’t Dumbledore who took pity on me! I really have the gift of prophecy!
Years of spiritual baggage was suddenly lifted, and I felt relaxed...
(End of chapter)
