Luna's Prophecies Bring Whatever She Thinks About / The Trio Can't Just Let Other People Prophesy About Them

Honestly, Harry doesn't need Trelawney to have the same level of awareness as her, that making Prophecy means you have to be able to interpret it, even at the cost of your own life.

But as a teacher, you should at least be more realistic with your students.

The impression Trelawney gives Harry now is, to give an example, that when Harry criticizes the Wizarding World's measurement system for not being precise enough, she insists on arguing with him about how "stirring Potions clockwise and counterclockwise with a wand yields completely different results"—things that are clearly nonsensical.

Ultimately, she was afraid that Harry would expose her in public, so she could only keep changing the subject.

However, Harry, a BB King, won't let her steer the conversation away.

"So... if I use your methods, I think I can also Prophecy the cup will break. For example... Neville, do you think your grandmother is alright?"

Harry suddenly turned to Neville, his emerald green eyes instantly filled with scrutiny, and even his voice carried a strange, menacing quality.

"I... I don't know! She was lucky to be fine the time before last, but she caught a cold last time... Harry, why are you suddenly asking about this..."

In that instant, Neville, who was already cautious because of his fear of Divination, became so nervous that even his voice changed.

"You don't know? Sigh, I think you'd better not know..." Harry sighed, feigning melancholy. "Let's not talk about your grandmother... Neville, could you please put the teacup on the cup holder?"

"Of course I can, but Harry... can you tell me what's wrong with my grandma?"

Neville hurriedly took the teacup from Harry and walked toward the shelf, glancing back every few steps. Judging from his expression, he was so nervous that he was almost crying.

"Of course I can tell you, as long as you put the teacup back." Just as Neville was about to reach for the cup holder, Harry suddenly spoke up, "But after you break the cup, could you please bring over the cup with the pink pattern?"

"Ah?"

Whoosh!

Just as Neville was about to answer instinctively, the teacup in his hand accidentally bumped into another teacup on the shelf, knocking it to the ground and shattering it into pieces!

"The cup broke?"

"Could he be a Prophet too?!"

Looking at the shards of teacups scattered all over the floor, the entire classroom erupted in discussion.

Harry actually Prophecy, right in front of them, that a teacup would shatter in a way that was almost exactly the same as Trelawney's!

"This... Harry, how did you know I would break the cup?" Neville stared blankly at the shards of the teacup on the floor, then suddenly looked up at Harry with extreme anxiety. "My grandma... Harry, what happened to my grandma?!"

"She's alright. Trust me, Neville, your grandmother is definitely in perfect health now," Harry reassured Neville apologetically. "I was just playing a joke on you to make you panic, and then I took advantage of your agitation and distraction to trick you into breaking a glass."

"But I still can't believe it..." Neville said weakly in a low voice, "Is my grandma really alright?"

"I assure you she's really alright, Neville. The reason you don't believe me is because you need to wake up. Not just you, everyone in this class... needs to wake up!"

Harry patiently comforted Neville, but suddenly waved his wand, creating a gentle breeze in the classroom.

"Scourgify!"

A cool breeze swept through, blowing all the curtains that were blocking the light aside. At the same time, the classroom windows opened wide, and the drowsy fragrance was instantly swept away.

All the students present seemed to perk up immediately.

"So... does everyone understand now?" Harry said calmly, looking at the class. "The most basic psychological suggestion, combined with this incense that makes people drowsy and unable to concentrate, has created what Professor Trelawney called Prophecy of doom!"

If Trelawney's actions can be considered Prophecy, then Harry's series of schemes against Lucius can also be considered a Prophecy.

Because they are essentially the same, they are both exploiting each other's character flaws to drive the other person to do something they want to see.

This is what is known as psychological suggestion.

Neville is taciturn and somewhat clumsy; anyone who spends more than a minute with him will notice these traits.

In their first Divination, Trelawney deliberately teased Neville, making him nervous because he was worried about his grandmother. Then, she asked him to get a teacup, and with some verbal hints, Neville easily broke the cup as she 'Prophecy'.

Once a suggestion is successful, Trelawney will find it easier to make subsequent suggestions, especially since her classroom is filled with this special blend of incense.

Harry smelled sage in it, as well as another special spice, which is the main ingredient used to make sedatives.

This spice is basically harmless to the human body, but its aroma can make it difficult to concentrate... In addition, long-term inhalation can easily lead to excessive intake and memory loss.

"No, I still can't believe you!" Lavender Brown Brown suddenly declared his opposition. "Professor Trelawney once said that my worst fear would come true on October 16th, and that's exactly what happened when I received news of Binky's death. How do you explain that?"

"Hermione already said that your pet rabbit died the day before, and Professor Trelawney's Prophecy was just a coincidence," Harry retorted without hesitation. "Besides, there's a crucial detail you completely overlooked. October 16th wasn't a Friday as Professor Trelawney mentioned, which shows she just said it casually without carefully calculating the date, so it couldn't possibly be a Prophecy!"

"Hmm..."

Lavender Brown Brown was completely speechless after hearing this, while Will's eyes lit up.

Is this what Harry meant by 'finding evidence and exposing the lie'?

If he had Harry's eloquence, that imposter knight Sir Cadogan probably wouldn't have dared to swagger and deceive him, and so casually profane the reputation of the Knights of the Round Table.

(P. S., in the Prisoner's Dilemma, Professor Trelawney's exact words to Lavender Brown Brown are, 'The thing you're afraid of—will happen on Friday, October 16th.')

However, in reality, October 16, 1993, could not have been a Friday, whether calculated according to the normal September 1st school start date being a Wednesday, or according to the book's calculation that September 1st was a Monday.

Chapter 328 Luna Lovegood's Prophecy is exactly what she wishes for.

"Oh no! Child, why would you do such a thing?"

Finally, after all the students who had spoken up for Trelawney had given up, the Divination professor let out a furious scream.

"Your behavior... you are blaspheming Divination, you are trampling on the Prophecy seen by the prophet through his divine eye!!"

Of course, she had actually wanted to scream for a while, but Harry used some tricks to temporarily mute her voice so as not to disturb his performance.

This is truly a long-awaited thrill; since his second year, Harry hasn't really argued with the professors in class much.

After all, people always have to mature. 13-year-old Harry is generally quite kind unless someone provokes him.

Therefore, Trelawney really shouldn't have resorted to those bizarre methods, and more importantly, she shouldn't have let Harry find out...

"Professor Trelawney, I reiterate one last time... I respect all prophets and all Prophecy, but I cannot allow you to use such methods to create panic in the classroom!"

Harry understood Trelawney's desire to maintain an air of mystery towards her students, but didn't she realize how much trouble she was causing them?

Leaving Hermione aside, let's talk about Neville, who's constantly being scared by his grandmother's story and frequently breaks teacups. Shouldn't Trelawney, as the teacher, take responsibility for his fear during Divination?

Harry is different from other students. If others were in this situation, they might just let it go if it didn't concern them, but Harry wouldn't ignore it.

Are you kidding me? Even Snape was silenced by him and dared not openly discriminate against Gryffindor anymore, let alone Sibyl Trelawney Trelawney?

"That's not respect, that's questioning a prophet with supernatural powers! Look at your teacup, there's a falcon in it, which means you have a mortal enemy!" Trelawney grabbed Harry's teacup, glanced at it, made a Divination, and then put it back on the table. "See? I'm a descendant of the famous prophet Cassandra Trelawney, and my Prophecy come true."

"However, what I've been talking about all along is your teaching methods as a teacher, and the things you did to Neville and Brown that weren't Prophecy. I've never touched on your identity as a prophet or any real Prophecy." Harry shook his head in disappointment. "I don't know why you insist on conflating the two, and... I didn't want to talk to you about Prophecy in the first place."

"If you don't want to talk about Prophecy, then what's the point of it being in this class?" Trelawney shrieked in dissatisfaction. "I've already determined that you are completely incapable of opening the 'vision,' so..."

"We've come to confirm a Prophecy with you... Look, it's this pattern."

Luna Lovegood casually picked up Harry's teacup, and with a simple shake, the tea leaves inside transformed into the shape of a roaring canine animal.

"This... it was clearly a falcon just a moment ago, why did it turn into this? And that ghostly-looking dog wandering the graveyard, isn't that...?"

Trelawney incredulously spun Harry's teacup again and again, but no matter what angle she looked from, she felt she could only see a large dog.

"This is the pattern you Prophecy for Hermione before. See, she has it here too."

Luna Lovegood pointed at Hermione and simultaneously shook Hermione's cup, instantly turning the tea leaves inside into the exact same pattern as Harry's cup!

"No... impossible!" Trelawney was so frightened that she staggered, and the surrounding classmates who were watching the commotion all took a step back, their faces grim, not daring to even breathe loudly.

At this moment, Luna Lovegood was exuding an aura even more mysterious and eerie than that of Trelawney, scaring people away from getting close.

"Impossible... How did you do that?!"

Trelawney, still shaken, stared intently at the two teacups in front of her, only to find that the patterns on the tea leaves inside were exactly the same.

Upon seeing this bizarre scene, she instinctively covered her eyes with her hands in fear, her chest heaving violently.

"This is an inevitable outcome," Luna Lovegood chanted in her ethereal voice. "When I want to make a specific Prophecy with tea leaves, I only need to think 'Look at Hermione's fate again,' and the tea leaves will inevitably take the shape I desire."

"That's absolutely impossible!" Trelawney shook her head vehemently, refusing to believe Luna Lovegood's words no matter what. "Prophecy should be profound and sacred; you can't say you can control it!"

"But in fact, I can control it. If I wear this thing, I can control it even better."

Luna Lovegood took out Ravenclaw's Diadem from her backpack and put it on her head. At the same time, she casually shook her teacup, and the tea leaves immediately arranged themselves for the third time into what Trelawney called the 'big dog' pattern.

Trelawney, however, collapsed into her chair, too exhausted to even get up.

"That's... Ravenclaw's... Ravenclaw's Diadem?!"

Trelawney, being Ravenclaw herself, could certainly recognize Rowena Ravenclaw's most prized treasures, yet her divine eye never guided her to foretell that one day she would be rebuked by a Ravenclaw's Diadem Ravenclaw student through Prophecy!

"It is indeed the Ravenclaw's Diadem. It possesses magical power. Wearing it, I can temporarily glimpse my destiny," Luna Lovegood said with a slight nod. "Next is this tea dregs pattern. The large dog represents an ominous sign, so this Prophecy is tentatively correct. However, your Prophecy was incomplete, leading to a deviation in the outcome."

"What you are Prophecy is about the past, not the present, and the big dog does not simply represent an ominous sign, but also family affection; in the Prophecy I see in the present, this image is not a big dog at all, but a wolf, and this wolf image also signifies both danger and protection."

"No...you child, I think you're...you're just talking nonsense!" Trelawney continued to deny Luna Lovegood, but for some reason her tone became increasingly vague. "That pattern is a big dog; it should be an omen of misfortune..."

"Then let's change it. I want to make a different Prophecy for Hermione." Luna Lovegood casually picked up Hermione's teacup, and with a flick of her wrist, she shaped the tea leaves into what appeared to be the shape of a falcon.

"This..."

"You thought it was a falcon? But it's not!" Before Trelawney could speak, Luna Lovegood interrupted, "This pattern doesn't mean Hermione has a mortal enemy; on the contrary, it foreshadows good fortune that's about to befall her."

"Moreover, the creature represented by this pattern is far more ferocious than a falcon!"

Chapter 329 The trio cannot be Prophecy by others.

"You, you..."

Trelawney was breathing heavily. First, she was criticized by Harry for her teaching methods, and then Luna Lovegood launched into a series of prophetic Prophecy. Her emotions were fluctuating wildly, as if she might explode at any moment.

However, Luna Lovegood didn't care at all about Luna's red face and thick neck, and maintained her confrontational attitude.

"You make everyone dazed by burning excessive amounts of incense, because you yourself are unlikely to make accurate Prophecy when you are fully conscious. To increase your mystique and authority, you often make ominous Prophecy for your students. Like this..."

Luna Lovegood grabbed Neville's cup and glanced at it casually. "There's an acorn in his cup. According to the book, he should receive a windfall of gold. But you'll definitely say the image is a skull, and then scare him by saying his future is in danger. And that's certainly an easy Prophecy to believe, because he does look like he's facing a bleak future."

"Well..."

Neville's face fell upon hearing this, and Harry, seeing this, could only offer an apologetic smile in return.

He truly hadn't expected that Luna Lovegood could be just as sharp-tongued as he was when it came to arguing.

"And mine... oh, is it a similar pattern?" Luna Lovegood glanced at her teacup again, a hint of surprise flashing across her face. "This pattern isn't a falcon either; it's smaller than a falcon, but it still means I'm about to have good luck."

"What... what are you trying to do? Get out! Get out right now!!"

Hearing this, Trelawney completely lost her temper. She threw all the books and trays on the ground and hysterically pointed at Luna Lovegood, screaming.

"I've come here to tell you that you've disrupted Hermione's life with an outdated Prophecy, which has made her very unhappy, and consequently... I'm very unhappy about it too. So I must let you experience firsthand just how painful it is to have your talents openly belittled and your life disrupted."

Luna Lovegood spoke in the most melodious and gentle tone, saying the most touching words, leaving everyone present speechless.

Honestly, her values are so warped that they're beyond repair, and this is definitely the first time Harry has ever seen Luna Lovegood be so unreasonable.

He had never anticipated that Luna Lovegood would help Hermione get revenge in such a way that a professor would be forced to empathize with her in front of everyone... and even worse!

But for some reason, it seems kind of cute?

Hmm... I guess that's just his opinion.

"Aaaaah! Nonsense! You're talking complete nonsense! What you just said... that wasn't Prophecy at all, it was utter blatant lies!"

Trelawney had completely lost control of her emotions; she even grabbed a crystal ball and threw it at Luna Lovegood with all her might.

She may indeed be a prophet with a third eye, but when it comes to teaching skills, she is completely incompetent. Therefore, when questioned, she can do nothing but become hysterical.

However, Luna Lovegood didn't even look up at the crystal ball that Luna threw at her. As if she had expected it, she flicked her wand and used Hover Charm to make the crystal ball obediently stop in front of her.

"Thank you, that's exactly what I was looking for." Luna Lovegood held the crystal head by the base and presented it to Harry. "If it's a true Prophecy, then the outcome of the tea dregs can actually be verified using a crystal ball. For example, the big black dog you've been claiming to have—its true form must be a wolf."

As Luna Lovegood began to narrate, a cloud of smoke shifted within the crystal ball, and soon a clear, canine-shaped creature appeared.

Its fur stood on end, its emerald eyes gleamed with a sharp, eerie light, and its nose and mouth appeared more ferocious than those of an ordinary dog.

Awooo!

When it opened its huge mouth as if to roar, almost all the students felt as if they heard a distant wolf howl.

The pattern on the tea stain is a wolf... no one in the class doubts this now!

Except for Trelawney.