Divination Prediction

The next morning, the weather was gray, and there was a gloomy mist above everyone's heads. While Albert was having breakfast, a drizzle began to fall from the sky.

At this time, there was a sudden noise in the hall, and the surrounding area began to be filled with whispers. Everyone seemed to be talking about something in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't know." George took one step ahead of Li·Jordan and ran to find others for information.

"This guy stole my job again." Li Jordan took out a piece of parchment from his backpack and handed it to Albert.

"What is this?"

"Wizard Card Competition The list of top 16 players." Li·Jordan took a big bite of peanut butter-smeared bread slices and replied inarticulately.

After Albert finished eating the food on the plate, he picked up the list of Wizard Card Competition's players given by Li Jordan. The selection of the top 16 ended yesterday, and there was not much change from the previous session.

If we insist on making a difference, it is that a dark horse may have emerged.

A guy like Isobel who rarely plays Wizard Card can actually defeat other players and easily reach the top 16.

"I just heard someone say that Filch found Kenneth Toler unconscious in Third Floor's bathroom." George brought back some unpleasant news.

Fred paused as he spread peanut butter on a piece of bread, then raised his head and looked at George, "Kenneth was attacked?"

"When Filch found Kenneth, his head was stuffed into the toilet and his pants were taken off. He looked very miserable."

Everyone can actually guess who attacked Kenneth.

The eighth achievement is Flint from Slytherin.

Last time, Kenneth Toler had Slytherin Quidditch Team's long Marcus·Flint's pants stripped off, and the two parties became enemies. Just at the beginning of this month, Kenneth was found fainted in the bathroom, with his pants also stripped off.

"If he was in the Third Floor bathroom, why didn't anyone find him in advance?" Fred took a bite of bread and asked in confusion.

"Disillusionment Charm should have been administered to him, or he might have been stuffed directly into a cubicle. If he hadn't woken up, it would have been difficult to find him." Albert stuffed the list into his schoolbag.

"This thing is totally weird." George muttered.

"Tell me what you found." Fred motioned to George to continue.

"Will Marcus·Flint take revenge on Kenneth·Toler twice?" George thought for a while and asked, "If the first time was revenge, what will happen the second time?"

"It's also revenge." Li·Jordan hurriedly finished the piece of bread, picked up his schoolbag and left the hall with his roommates.

Neither Fred nor George agree with Li Jordan's point of view.

On the way to Divination's classroom, Albert suddenly asked, "Have you taught Kenneth Disillusionment Charm?"

"Taught, Kenneth has already mastered it initially, although he is not yet able to use Disillusionment Charm proficiently." When George answered Albert's question, he seemed to have thought of something.

"You mean..."

"This time, it is estimated that Kenneth wanted to seek revenge from Flint, but accidentally fell into the hands of the other party." Albert told the three of them his guess.

If that were the case, some things would be easy to explain.

If someone comes to trouble them, they will definitely give the other party an impressive lesson.

At this moment, Albert and his partners also realized that Disillusionment Charm was not as reliable as before. Flint was obviously on guard against Disillusionment Charm.

"By the way, there is one more thing." George whispered, "I heard that Kenneth can't remember who attacked him, and 80% of his memory has been erased."

"It seems that the other party is well prepared!"

Albert can guess what is going on without even thinking. Marcus·Flint is preparing to take revenge.

"What are you going to do?" Fred also found it troublesome. Ever since they started researching joke props, they no longer wanted to waste time on that group of people.

"Look for an opportunity to catch them all and erase some of their memories." Albert is also prepared to solve the problem at once and does not want to continue to entangle with them.

"How about you Divination later?" Fred suggested. They were just about to go to Divination class.

Divination class studied Crystal Ball Divination in the second half of the semester. Currently, except for Albert who is suspected of being able to predict the future, there are no other wizards who can predict the future. Most students just make up random things to deal with Professor Trelawney.

"This is a good idea." Albert walked along the stairs and entered the attic.

Before class, Professor Trelawney directly announced that Crystal Ball Divination would be the main content of Final Exam, and everyone needed to tell her what she saw in the crystal ball.

"Do you think we should think about what to predict better when the time comes?" Li·Jordan laughed at himself in a low voice, "How about Prophecy who gets Gryffindor from Quidditch Cup?"

"I think we should predict that Gryffindor will eventually defeat Slytherin and win House Cup." Fred said without thinking. "In fact, we did predict future outcomes."

"What did you see?" George asked in a low voice. Within his field of vision, nothing could be seen in the crystal ball except the swirling white mist.

"Well, I saw... an attack, and there were many people on the other side." Albert couldn't help but frown, recalling the scene passing by the crystal ball, he speculated, "Maybe you and Fred were attacked by someone?"

"Child, tell me, what did you see in the crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney came towards this direction at some point.

"I saw there was no paper in the bathroom." Albert muttered.

"Does this mean that if you want to go to the toilet, you'd better bring your own tissues?" Fred joked in a weird tone.

When the other students in the class heard Fred's teasing, they all couldn't help laughing.

Professor Trelawney frowned and looked unhappy.

"Mr. Weasley, tell me, what did you see in your crystal ball?" Professor Trelawney's tone couldn't help but be a little higher.

After being asked by Professor Trelawney to perform Divination, Fred started to show off. After about two minutes, he told everyone that he saw a trophy and announced that Gryffindor would win this year's Quidditch Cup.

"Okay, dear," Professor Trelawney looked at the crystal ball and sighed, "I'm sure you've tried your best."

"She actually thinks Gryffindor will lose the game?" Fred watched Professor Trelawney walk away and couldn't help but sarcastically said, "Harry easily defeated Slytherin Team and Hufflepuff Team. This year's Quidditch Cup must belong to none other than Gryffindor Team."

"That's not the point. Albert said we will be attacked." George lowered his voice and reminded, "The other party may find a lot of helpers."

All three of them have participated in the training of Albert, and their actual combat abilities are much stronger than most students. Even if the opponent is a senior student, their side will not necessarily lose.

But if the opponent has a numerical advantage, the situation is completely different.

"Why didn't the two of us act as bait and actively lure the other party to take the bait?" Fred obviously did not agree with George's point of view. Knowing that he was being attacked by someone, but doing nothing to let the other party subdue him was not a stupid thing they would do. What's more, they also had Albert. Even if there was a numerical disadvantage, they would not necessarily lose unless Albert was attacked and knocked down directly.

The probability of this is very small. After all, Albert can see through those Disillusionment Charm with inferior techniques.

After listening to Fred's words, Albert was also stunned.

He understood what Fred meant. Was he planning to use it as bait to lure out the other party and catch them all in one go?

This seems to make sense, but... it seems a bit...

"We can't be sure when the other side will attack us. Don't forget that Albert said there are many people on the other side." Lee Jordan rarely used his brain to think hard.

"Being able to gather a bunch of people means it's definitely meal time, or weekend break time."

"If we really want to do that, we can use him." George raised his finger and pointed at Slytherin's Montague. That guy's head was not very bright.

"I think it's a good idea."

The three of them looked at Albert, waiting for his final decision.

"Okay, just do it."

Albert glanced at the newly released task panel and nodded in agreement with the three people's plan.

After class, Albert deliberately whispered to Fred, George and Li·Jordan about the next plan, and it happened that Slytherin and Montague heard it.

"Do you think he will believe it?" Li·Jordan looked at Montague's leaving figure, not thinking that the other party would believe the conversation just now.

After all, they had just made it too obvious, as if they meant it for him to hear.

"No." Albert said softly, "But I think he will be smart, and that's enough."