At Rolf's suggestion, he also distributed a Hippogriff feather to each student as an after-school reward.
When Hagrid was raising hippogriffs, he collected a lot of fallen feathers and piled them in the wooden house.
It's useless to leave Hagrid alone, and there's a risk of it being picked up by his teeth to make a nest, so it's better to take it out and make some classroom rewards.
This small move undoubtedly received unanimous praise from Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw students, so much so that during lunch in the auditorium, everyone was full of praise for Hagrid.
Many people originally thought that Hagrid would become a strong contender for this year's "Most Unpopular Professor", but little did they know that after the first class, his reputation turned out to be surprisingly good.
It seems that Snape will continue to win the "Least Popular Professor Award" again. It can only be said that the students "prefer" him too much.
Apart from Hagrid, the most discussed person is undoubtedly Trelawney, the professor of divination.
She made a death announcement in Gryffindor's Divination class, foreshadowing Harry's death and causing panic.
However, Rove knew very well that this was Trelawney's traditional performance. Every year, she would predict the death of a student to welcome the new class of students.
She is obviously engaged in a very new "welcoming method".
Hufflepuff's divination class was in the afternoon. After lunch, everyone couldn't wait to leave the main castle and walked towards the north tower.
They followed the stairs and finally landed on a small landing. There was no door on the landing, but there was a circular trap door on the ceiling.
After the students arrived one after another, the trap door suddenly opened, and a silver ladder fell from the sky and landed at everyone's feet.
Everyone started to line up, slowly climbed up the silver stairs, and entered a weird classroom.
In fact, it's not a classroom at all, more like a cross between a loft and an old-fashioned teahouse.
There were at least twenty small round tables crowded into this classroom. Around each table were Indian calico armchairs and bulging little cushions.
The classroom was very warm, the fireplace was full, and oak wood was burning, giving off a scent.
In front of the fireplace, there was a huge armchair covered with soft blankets. A thin witch was sitting on it and sleeping, snoring loudly.
Professor Trelawney probably drank too much, as she was holding an empty wine bottle in her arms.
The students all looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
Death eaters, liars, reformed labor prisoners who have just been released from prison, old men who don't like to wash their hair...and now there's an alcoholic?
Are there really few normal people among the teachers at Hogwarts?
Or has the school deteriorated to the point where it can no longer attract normal teachers?
Hannah, who was wearing two braids, walked over and whispered kindly: "Professor Trelawney, class is here, wake up."
But Professor Trelawney remained motionless and snored loudly.
"How could you wake her up with such a gentle call... It depends on me."
Susan walked over, raised her hand and pushed Professor Trelawney's shoulder. As a result, Trelawney snored even louder.
"..."
Rolf was standing not far away. He thought for a while and suddenly shouted loudly: "Professor McGonagall, why are you here?"
Professor Trelawney shivered as if she had been electrocuted, and woke up instantly. She quickly wiped her saliva with her sleeves, sat upright, and tried her best to show off her popularity and said:
"Minerva...I didn't drink during working hours...I didn't...this is a potion..."
Professor Trelawney suddenly stopped talking and stared ahead suspiciously. She didn't see McGonagall, only saw a group of students surrounding her.
"Oh, kids, are you okay?"
"Professor, the class has been going on for five minutes." Luofu smiled and said, "You were sleeping just now."
"I didn't sleep!" Professor Trelawney put the wine bottle on the ground, then pulled her shawl and said:
"I'm just dreaming."
Luo Fu was speechless and said: "Is there any difference?"
"Of course." Professor Trelawney straightened her body back, with a deep expression on her face: "Sleeping is resting, but dreaming is not."
"If you're not taking a break, you can't still be working, right?" Luofu raised his eyebrows.
"That's right, it's work, kid." Professor Trelawney said seriously:
"Dreams are prophecies and omens. I just peeked into the future through dreams..."
"..."
The students were all speechless. They could think of such reasons, so would they be able to sleep in class in the future... ah no, peeking into the future?
"Then this wine..." Luofu asked again.
"I just said... this is not wine, it is a magic drug!" Professor Trelawney emphasized: "It is a drug that can help me enter deeper dreams. I have a drink at noon... cough, a few sips... like this
Only then can we see further..."
"Of course, if no one wakes me up, this drug will keep me in a dream state for a long time without being able to wake up, which is very dangerous." Professor Trelawney said in a hoarse voice:
"Fortunately... I have already seen the image of you arriving here and waking me up in the crystal ball, so I can enter my dream with peace of mind."
The students looked at each other in confusion, many of them judging whether Professor Trelawney was lying.
"Okay, children, please sit down." Trelawney waved her hand.
While the students were looking for seats, Trelawney took the opportunity to throw the wine bottle into a flowerpot, arrange the sparkling shawl again, and finally picked up the heavy necklace and beads from the shelf and hung them around her neck again.
superior.
"Welcome to the divination class," Professor Trelawney stood up and walked slowly around the classroom:
"I am Professor Trelawney. You may not have seen me before. But I have spied on you many times in my dreams."
Professor Trelawney walked slowly, leaning on a richly decorated oak cane with a crystal ball on the top.
"You have chosen divination, but it is the most difficult course among all the magical arts."
Many students laughed. They chose this course because they heard it was the easiest.
"I must warn you from the beginning..." Professor Trelawney continued:
"If you don't have 'vision', then there will be very little I can teach you. In this regard, books can only take you so far..."
Hannah raised her hand and asked curiously: "Professor, what is the horizon?"
"It's the third eye, also called second sight." Professor Trelawney said in a disembodied voice:
"Only wizards who open their eyes can gain this special ability."
"Aren't we always keeping our eyes open?" Susan asked.
"You just opened your eyes." Professor Trelawney's gaze shifted from Hannah to Susan.
"The third eye has not been opened...that is, the third eye. You have not been able to open it yet."
The students looked at each other.
"With your two eyes, you can see my face and the scenery outside the window, but that's all.
And the Third Eye allows you to see the past, present and future;
The third eye allows you to sit in Hogwarts and witness things happening in distant places;
The third eye allows you to explore mysterious things and hidden histories, and the three eyes never tell lies."
After pacing around, Professor Trelawney sat back down in the winged armchair.
All the noise among the students disappeared, and many students were completely turned off.
Justin asked eagerly: "Professor, how do we open the third eye and get the third eye?"
"This is why you are in my class, children." Professor Trelawney smiled with satisfaction.
"I will do my best to help you break your shackles."
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(Sorry for the late update, I will try to maintain two updates starting today)