Fortune Telling, Wang Yan's Threat
The Prophecy course is a very strange course.
As a new course that replaced "Fortune Telling," it is not included in the NEWT (Higher Wizarding Qualification Examination) curriculum, nor is it even included in the OWLs (Ordinary Wizarding Levels) curriculum.
However, this year, it was determined to be a compulsory course at Hogwarts.
Besides some freshmen, many upperclassmen with nothing to do also stood at the classroom door, seemingly wanting to join in the fun.
Wang Yan sat cross-legged on the futon, his eyes slightly closed, looking as if he were half asleep.
No one dared to disturb him.
Everyone still vividly remembered the scene at the opening banquet where he easily defeated Professor Quirrell, the Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor.
Nobody wants to mess with such a hot-tempered guy.
Moreover, since none of the four bigwigs have spoken, who would dare to utter a single word?
The waterfall beside it roared and swirled endlessly, creating layers of mist.
Some of the new students were getting impatient.
They all focused their attention on the Harry, Malfoy, Hermione, Neville quartet, hoping to encourage these big shots and professors to confront each other head-on and put on a good show.
Unfortunately, the more than 300 days that the Survival Quartet spent in the Little World of Famine made them mentally completely different from the kids around them.
They won't waste their energy and magic on meaningless things.
Not to mention...
That's Wang Yan!
Freeze time with a flick of your wrist, and casually create the existence of a world!
Whew, whiff, whiff...
As the sandalwood and glass water clock ticked, sand dripped slowly.
When the last grain of sand fell to the bottom of the water clock, Wang Yan opened his eyes.
His gaze swept over everyone present, as if he could see through their past lives and their present thoughts.
"As Professor of Divination, I must first state one point."
Wang Yan spoke in Youyou and unhurried tone, like a bard reciting a poem.
His voice was gentle and clear, and every word he spoke resonated deep within the hearts of the young wizards.
"Before your life reaches a certain level, Prophecy is a special and rare ability."
"Even among wizards, the most optimistic estimate is that one in ten thousand people can become a Prophet."
At this point, the young wizards couldn't help but whisper among themselves.
They were somewhat disappointed.
I originally thought I could learn the means to predict the future and use that ability to get rich and famous.
Wang Yan's words pierced the young wizards' illusions with cold indifference.
"In my opinion, none of you have this kind of talent."
"So the purpose of this course is not to teach you how to Prophecy the future."
"Once you have a clear and deep understanding of this, the rest will be much simpler."
Wang Yan looked at the young wizards in front of him with a half-smile and said in a gentle tone, "I am observing your future and sharing what I see with you."
"What you need to do is change what should have happened."
"Final grades..."
"I will give you the points based on your usual performance."
After he finished speaking, he raised his left hand and made two gestures in the air.
Pfft...
The air seemed like an invisible cloth, sliced apart by the sharp Blade of Time.
In an instant, many scenes and sounds transformed into information and were instilled into the minds of the young wizards.
They foresaw the various "critical choices" and "major events" that they would face in the future.
Harry Potter as an example.
He saw it...
In Potions Class, Professor Snape was difficult and demanding of himself.
Draco Malfoy, Snape's godson, helped smooth things over.
On Halloween Eve, a Troll attempted to ambush Hermione, but was burned to ashes by Hermione and Neville.
Become Ravenclaw Seeker and participate in Quidditch Match.
As a result, Malfoy didn't even need to lift a finger; he transformed from the "Chaser" into Shrouding the Heavens Frostwing, scoring like crazy and utterly dominating the other colleges.
During Quidditch Match, his broomstick malfunctioned, and he initially thought Snape was behind it, only to discover that Snape was actually protecting him from the shadows...
Philosopher's Stone, Mirror of Erised, Forbidden Forest, Unicorn, Conspiracy...
Hogwarts is Small world, and among the more than 140 young wizards present, many of them have important connections with each other in the "future" they see.
Wang Yan gave these young wizards time to adapt.
About thirty seconds later, he clapped his hands, bringing the bewildered wizard apprentices back to their senses.
The expressions on the young wizards' faces were quite interesting, ranging from smugness and surprise to fear and bewilderment.
They were talking about it.
"Cho Chang actually confessed her feelings to Harry..."
"Malfoy... he can really turn into a dragon... that's so cool!"
"Neville, can you teach me the Fiendfyre Curse?"
"Professor Snape is horrible, I don't want to attend his classes!"
"I didn't want to either..."
The Survival Quartet were much calmer.
Compared to the abilities Wang Yan had previously demonstrated, the ability to foresee the future doesn't seem to be too astonishing.
They were just thinking silently.
What exactly is Wang Yan's purpose?
"Kids, don't let your imaginations run wild."
Wang Yan extended an index finger to his lips and whispered, "Your fates changed the moment you met me."
"The future you see may happen as scheduled, or it may change because of your own choices."
"See you next class, or rather... next week."
"I hope you will deliver an even brighter future."
Wang Yan casually threatened the poor wizard apprentices with their grades. "One last reminder..."
"Those who don't try to change the future will only get a T on their final exam."
At Hogwarts, students' exam results are generally divided into five levels.
Excellent is "O", good is "E", pass is "A", poor is "P", and very poor is "D".
The full name of "T" is troll, which means "Troll".
This rating is only used when a professor specifically wants to humiliate a student.
This kind of rating only exists in a few extreme cases.
For example, a student might lavish praise on Hitler's work "Mein Kampf" in their paper, and the professor grading the paper happens to be Jewish...
After speaking, Wang Yan waved his hand.
Space changes.
The young wizards were momentarily dazed.
When they regained consciousness, they found themselves beneath the tower.
Many people are excitedly discussing what will happen in the next seven days.
Some overconfident junior wizards tried to show off their skills in those "big events" and steal the spotlight from the Survival Quartet.
Some self-aware wizarding apprentices attempted to join Harry's group of four.
"The Transfiguration Class is about to start. We can talk after class if there's anything else."
Hermione Granger has a real boss-like presence.
Her words silenced everyone.
This is not without reason.
Last night.
In the girls' lounge corridor, several Slytherin students who mocked her as a "Mudblood" were all turned into ugly "Mud Monster" by her using evil spells recorded in "The Compendium of Basic Wizarding Spells".
Those guys are still lying in the Hospital Wing groaning.
Some wizarding apprentices who were not entirely convinced of Hermione's abilities immediately suppressed their urge to provoke her after seeing her three friends beside her.
Neville, the master of Fiendfyre Malfoy, the Dragon; Harry Potter, the Chosen One ...
None of them are easy to mess with.
The first-year students composed themselves and then attended courses in Transfiguration Class, History of Magic, Herbology Class, and Defense Against the Dark Arts.
Compared to Wang Yan's "wonderful lessons," those other lessons felt bland and uninteresting to the young wizards.
Professor Quirrell, the Defense Against the Dark Arts, is practically a living clown.
The only thing worth looking forward to is Professor Snape's Potions Class...
Don't misunderstand.
Nobody wanted to see that sullen Snape.
They just wanted to see how the four big shots would handle the Potions Master's difficult questions.