At this point, Edward put down his pen and thought for a moment before writing again:
"Rule three: based on rule two, when an Astrologer successfully reverses the good or bad fortune of a divination result (for example, predicting danger but turning misfortune into good fortune), potion digestion accelerates noticeably." At the end, he added a large question mark to indicate that this was still uncertain.
Rule two was confirmed feedback from the dozens of divinations he had performed over the past two days.
Rule three came from Audrey's earlier brush with danger-there were too few cases, and the data did not yet support a firm conclusion.
As for the final rule: "Although an Astrologer can act and digest the potion through various methods of divination, an Astrologer ultimately cannot do without astrology. Relying solely on other divination methods may make it difficult to digest the potion completely!"
But astrology was such a hassle to use.
"Meow~"
Lilith padded across the tabletop, her fluffy tail brushing Edward's cheek with a ticklish sensation.
"Edward."
Audrey sat down opposite him, smiling mischievously. "Have you heard? Professor Trelawney, who teaches Divination, has declared that she wants a public contest of divination skills with you to defend her dignity as a Seer."
Edward shrugged. "I have. The Weasley brothers deserve a great deal of 'credit' for this. In fact, the contest has already begun."
"Huh?"
"Early this morning, Professor Trelawney publicly announced that, through more than a dozen methods, including stargazing, reading tea leaves, and tarot cards, she had determined that I would definitely suffer terrible catastrophes in the future. These included, but were not limited to, falling off a flying broomstick, being bitten by a werewolf, being struck by a Killing Curse, being hit by a train, and being thrown into Azkaban..."
"Pfft,