Chapter 92 The True Bloodline of a Fortune Teller

If serum antibodies could be effective against wizards who had become werewolves, Chen Bin would not have to study such troublesome treatment options.

"What? To prevent reinfection?" The two of them shouted at the same time.

Chen Bin believed that what he just said was in vain, and responded with arrogant and contemptuous eyes.

"Have you tried it?" Dumbledore asked with concern.

"The whole family has already been injected." Chen Bin did not mention that he had found hundreds of Eastern European wizards for clinical testing for two years.

"I want to notify the Ministry of Magic." Old Deng was about to stand up, but was pushed back by Chen Bin. "Don't be so hasty, don't you have something important to discuss?"

Only then did the three of them remember that they were here today to discuss how to prove Sirius' innocence while letting Pettigrew go.

The three of them discussed it all morning, missed two classes in a row, and were finally visited by Professor McGonagall.

However, after learning about the emergence of the vaccine, she also forgot that she was urging them to go to class. It was not until Snape showed up that she stopped the topic, all because Lupine didn't want him to know now that werewolves can be cured.

However, it was already time for school to end, and Snape came to urge Chen Bin to prepare for the Potions Study Club activities. This year he no longer has to keep an eye on Lockhart, so he agrees to be the extracurricular tutor.

Now the operation of community autonomy is very complete, and the Du siblings can effectively supervise discipline. There are no major changes in the main clubs. The graduated presidents and members have already announced who will take over before leaving school, and there are no applications for new clubs yet.

In "Potion Study Club", Chen Bin introduced the professor with shiny black hair as this year's instructor, and then floated out of the activity room as the club members watched with sad eyes.

"Unqualified poor students, turn to page 35. Mr. Jones, I'm talking about the first-grade textbook. With such 'excellent' grades, can you catch up with the fifth-grade progress? I say everyone starts over - study-"

"Squeak—pound—" Chen Bin closed the door and observed half a second of silence for the members.

Chen Bin walked to the activity room of the Defense Against the Dark Arts Club, opened the door and took a peek.

The atmosphere was very good. Lupine's few practical tips made the students gather around him to learn how to quickly open the magic shield.

Taking a peek along the activity room, there is generally a good learning atmosphere. Even Professor McGonagall's "Transfiguration Study Club" and Professor Flitwick's "Charms Study Club" are happy and relaxed.

Although extracurricular activities are a model for top students to lead bad students, their main priority is to stimulate students' interest in active learning.

In the next two days, Chen Bin attended two classes and dealt with some scattered documents. The rest of the time was pestered by third- and sixth-grade students, hoping that he could provide suggestions for choosing subjects.

In desperation, he guest-starred as a career planning tutor, first asking them about their ideal careers, then looking at their transcripts from the previous school year, and finally persuading them which additional clubs they should apply for, and introducing which elective courses were suitable for them at this stage.

Then, in the "Divination" class the next day, Chen Bin saw that all the third graders were familiar faces. Almost all the students in the same grade as him had also chosen this course, making the small classroom even more crowded.

When his eyes glanced at the two tables in the middle of the front row, Chen Bin smiled helplessly and said: "Professor Trelawny, I want to teach this class by myself today so that you can get enough rest. I don't know what you think. How about next?”

Among these two tables, one was occupied by Harry and Catalina, and the other was occupied by Ron and Hermione.

Trelawney was frightened by Chen Bin last year. He had been out of character for three days, but Chen Bin's prank counterattack made him lose his temper.

For example, there are curses placed under teacups, ghosts appear in crystal balls, and fangs sprout from textbooks. The more boring they are, the more effective they are for her. However, her magic level cannot beat Chen Bin.

After looking at the ceiling at an angle of 45 degrees and snorting coldly, Trelawney quickly walked down the stairs, fearing that Chen Bin had set some trap.

Amidst a long burst of laughter, Chen Bin started the third grade "Divination".

"Students, how many of you are passionate about divination? Please raise your hands?"

Most people also raised their hands.

"How many of you believe in divination? Please raise your hands."

Some raised their hands, some lowered their hands.

"Stop, stop, stop. I didn't make it clear. Please go back to how you answered the first question."

Seeing that most of the original people raised their hands, Chen Bin continued: "Those who didn't raise their hands don't need to raise their hands anymore. Those who believe in divination continue to raise their hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, four people were missing and one person still raised his hand.

"Anyone who has had three successful fortune-telling experiences privately, please continue to raise your hand."

There were only two students left in the class, one was Caitlina and the other was Hermione.

Chen Bin was so angry.

"Okay, students, please put down your hands."

Chen Bin glared at them fiercely and continued: "Okay, let me tell you the truth. The reason why "Divination" has not been abolished is because the Ministry of Magic wants to find the descendants of the divination family who are living abroad, so as to avoid Divination skills are gradually disappearing. Therefore, if you do not have a divination bloodline, 99.99% of the time the divination will not yield results. If you are not sure whether you have this bloodline, you can ask Professor Trelawney to test it privately. If you really do not have a bloodline, you still want to learn it. In this subject, I can help you get O’s in O.W.L.s and N.E.W.T.s. Anyone want to ask?”

The students' eyes lit up when they heard this, and they all raised their hands.

Chen Bin asked Ernie MacMillan to ask: "You mean, you can train us all to be excellent fortune tellers?"

"No." Chen Bin shook his head and smiled, "I can make your diploma look better. Every year, there will be an elective course that doesn't require you to concentrate on the class. In the end, it will become an efficient divination dictionary. You only know the result but not the reason."

Everyone thought it was a joke and laughed along.

Chen Bin said seriously, "It's true. As far as I know, the examiners of the Examination Authority don't have the talent for divination, so they will only see how much your answer differs from the book. Even if Professor Trelawney and I become examiners, we can't see the authenticity of the prophecy in a short time, so the scoring method is the same as other examiners."

Everyone's face froze, not knowing whether to cry or laugh. Wrong subject!

"I have parchment here. If anyone wants to give up this course, come and write an application now." Chen Bin paused, looked at Catalina and the three people who were looking for death, and said lightly, "If you just want to get an O, stay."

After Chen Bin's intimidation, more than half of the students also gave up "Divination", but this class should start.

"Everyone, drink up the tea on the table first, then turn to page 36. According to the three factors of tea stains, shape, and scattered distribution, use magic to sense the connection between the fate on the teacup and your future. The method of magic transmission should be the same as the chart at the bottom of page 38, with the rhythm and emotions described on page 41, and the observation method should follow the instructions in the second half of page 43, first turn 55 degrees clockwise..."

The students tested the teacups, and the whole classroom was filled with the sound of flipping books and chattering discussions.

Chen Bin started from the last row and listened to them one by one to see if they were talking nonsense, that is, whether they summarized the omen according to the operating procedures.

"I will become a Quidditch star, hired by the German national team, and participate in the international Quidditch competition next year."

Chen Bin rolled his eyes at the student, opened the textbook and pointed to the middle line. "This is a bad omen, either a broken leg or a broken neck. That is, you have a 99.99% chance of making an operational error when injecting magic power, and you don't have the blood of divination, so only 0.01% of the prediction will come true. Next."

The students handed over their cups one by one, and almost all of them were unlucky omens, and only two were good omens.

All the students' results were also checked, leaving only Harry and Catalina's table.

Chen Bin first looked at Harry's cup, and there was no sign of bad omen. It seems that the original plot did not happen in this class.

Then, when Catalina described her cup, Chen Bin's face suddenly changed drastically. He took the cup in one hand and looked at it again and again, and his mood became very complicated.

Trelawney's prediction should have shown that Harry's tea leaves showed the revelation of death, but now Catalina saw that her own cup showed the same result.

There are two conclusions here:

First, the cup is Harry's;

Second, Catalina has the blood of a fortune teller.

Chen Bin, the pseudo fortune teller, saw that the pattern on the teacup was not a sign of death, but Catalina could see that several nodes of the pattern were consistent with the pattern in the second half of the book.

That is to say, her magic with the talent of fortune telling can trigger the real prophecy that only fortune tellers can see.

Chen Bin did not believe that the sign of death happened to Harry's classmate just by coincidence, so there was only one result.

"Caterina, is this Harry's cup?"

Catalina and the three people who were looking for death were shocked and asked in unison: "How did you know?"

They originally planned to play a trick on Chen Bin to see if he was really a charlatan, but he still saw through the secret exchange of cups.

Chen Bin did not explain, shook his head and said: "Caterina is the only one here who has the blood of a fortune teller. I will arrange for you to receive special guidance from Professor Trelawney. Other students who want to get credits can take classes with me."

Catalina was not happy. She signed up for "Divination" just to see Chen Bin more. "I want to listen to your class, otherwise I will also drop the subject."

"No, your talent is very rare, I can't teach you anything."

The quarrel between the two attracted a crowd of students to watch, and also made Hermione's gums itch. She wished that Katerina would be taught by Trelawney one-on-one in every class.

Seeing more and more students watching, Chen Bin glared at everyone fiercely, and then whispered to Katerina: "Good Kate, stop making trouble, you learn divination from her, and I promise to come to the club you register every time."

Katerina was half aroused by what she heard. She didn't expect Chen Bin to flirt with her in class and call her good Kate so shamelessly.

A touch of pink flashed on her face, and she asked weakly: "How can I register for any club?"

"You will have one more club if you register today, right?" Chen Bin winked at her, and Katerina instantly understood what he meant, and imagined the two-person club and the unspeakable activities in her mind.

She nodded shyly, and it was finally over.