Chapter 193 The Fruits of Lies and Sweat

It was obvious to everyone here - students and professors alike - that this was the most incredible class they had ever had.

That Oriental, no, everyone now calls him "Professor" sincerely. Professor Tang demonstrated the miraculous ability of divination in a completely unimaginable way.

He seems to have come back from the future, and has long been aware of everything that will happen in the classroom. No matter how outrageous the students say or how unexpected the students react, they are all complete, accurate, and word for word. was recorded on the paper on the blackboard.

Until the bell rang, no one was willing to leave the classroom. For the first time in their lives, the students at Hogwarts did not feel relieved when they heard the bell, but instead were filled with regret.

Unfortunately, just as Professor Tang stepped on the bell to enter the classroom, the moment the bell rang, he also stepped on the bell neatly and left the classroom.

The students could only swarm towards Professor McGonagall and Umbridge as if they were crazy.

In other words, it was the parchment in their hands.

The excited students compared the contents on the parchment with the paper on the blackboard one by one, and screams and exclamations came one after another.

It was rare for Umbridge to stop the crazy behavior of the students. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that no one wanted to pay attention to her, she really wanted to share the shock in her heart with everyone. However, even if no one paid attention to her , she did the same.

"I interviewed him!" Umbridge stood in front of the lesson plan, her nostrils raised high, and said loudly in a high-pitched voice: "When I saw him for the first time, I knew what he was like. Extraordinary! He is a true fortune teller!"

"This is why even if Dumbledore blocks it, I still insist that he is the more suitable person! Facts have proved that my vision is the most accurate!"

Her behavior of taking the credit on herself made the students sneer, but no one refuted it. Tang Sen's performance completely convinced them. Although the voting had not started yet, everyone knew that the result was already determined.

"Ron, you will vote for Professor Tang, right?" With a blush on his face, Harry slapped Ron on the shoulder vigorously and emphasized: "Your words are on the first piece of paper. superior!"

"Ron Weasley: OK, Professor Lockhart!" He read the contents of the paper aloud.

Ron showed an expression of shame, anger and pride, and said: "How can Lockhart be compared with Professor Tang? I mean, he is not only more handsome and gentleman than Lockhart, but also has real abilities!"

"Of course I will vote for Professor Tang. Is there any other choice? No one can deny that this is the most interesting class ever!"

"I can't wait to take the next divination class." Harry said excitedly: "Professor Tang said that he will teach us many simple divination methods in the future, such as tossing a coin-"

"It's coin divination." Hermione looked at the two bad friends who seemed to have completely forgotten how much they had belittled Professor Tang before and how much they wanted to let Firenze the Centaur win. She corrected her seriously: "Professor Tang used this method before. A convenient and simple method of divination to find the right path between stepladders."

"Moreover, Professor Tang emphasized that divination, like magic, requires talent. Not everyone can feel the omens of the future—"

"Of course, of course!"

Ron ignored Hermione's words and couldn't wait to pick up the conversation: "And when we were in the foyer, do you still remember? Professor Tang had divined that he would win two days ago."

Harry winked, took out a gold coin, and threw it into the air imitating Professor Tang's gesture.

"I am a fortune teller. Whether I win or lose is not an unknown thing to me."

He took the gold coin, took a decent look at it, and adjusted his glasses.

"Obviously, I'm going to win."

Ron gave him a thumbs up.

Bang bang bang!

Professor McGonagall had to clap her hands vigorously in an effort to calm the students in the classroom.

"Everyone has listened to Professor Firenze and Professor Tang's open class on divination, and now we start voting."

One student shouted loudly: "Is it still necessary to vote?"

Professor McGonagall coughed twice, took out her wand, conjured up a lot of quills and pieces of paper, and said, "This is a necessary procedure."

Umbridge proudly emphasized from the side: "For fairness, justice and openness! Only the results of the voting can prove that the candidate I chose is more suitable, not some beast that came out of the jungle!"

No one wanted to pay attention to her. When Harry got the note and quill, he said angrily: "I really want to write Firenze's name to wipe out her proud face."

"This idea is too childish." Hermione neatly wrote Tangson's surname on the note, "We all know that Professor Tang cannot be in cahoots with Umbridge."

"He can see the future!" Ron said still enthusiastically: "A prophet will not stand in the camp of people like Umbridge."

"It's a diviner. Professor Tang emphasized that prophets and diviners are different." Harry did not write down Firenze's name in the end. He just said expectantly: "Maybe we can find an opportunity to ask Professor Tang, Wu When will Mmridge be kicked out of Hogwarts?"

"good idea!"

The voting session ended quickly. Almost everyone did not need to think. Professor McGonagall collected all the votes and sealed them in a file bag. He said: "The results of the voting will be announced in the auditorium during lunch time." Announced by Professor Dumbledore himself."

The students dispersed in a rush, eager to share what they had seen and heard with everyone they knew.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

Tang Sen rang the bell, walked out of the classroom regardless of the students behind him, and then let out a long sigh of relief.

He can be sure that he won this divination class competition. The various understatement divination and prophecies in the class were enough to spread his name throughout Hogwarts, and even through the parents of those students, throughout British magic. boundary.

This is a great start.

But it is not easy to do all this.

Divination is indeed magical, but it is not as magical as the students see it. The precise grasp of everything that happens in the classroom comes from Tang Sen's preparation in advance.

For example, he did not know anything about fifth grade students as he said. On the contrary, in the past two days of preparation, he spent a lot of energy and money to collect information through the channels of the Ministry of Magic. All information about fifth-year students at Hogwarts, including their family environment, personal personalities and growth experiences.

Then, Tang Sen used these data as a medium to perform dream divination——

A divination method that allows the fortune teller to enter a dream and see some pictures he wants to know.

For example, Townsend can predict how the students for whom he has the information will react after he says those words.

Of course, a dream divination cannot make Tang Sen know everything like he did in class. After all, the future will change with every detail.

So Townsend did it hundreds of times.

Deduced again and again, perfected again and again.

This not only kept his spirituality dry for the past two days, but also forced him to rehearse as accurately as possible countless times the actions he needed to do and the words he needed to say in class.

Any mistakes may lead to loss of control in the future, failure to develop in the direction you have set, and all previous efforts in vain.

Only Tang Sen knew how much he had paid for this short hour, but it was worth it.

Tang Sen kept walking, relying on the gold coins in his hands to drop, and walked through the complicated corridor with great purpose, followed the messy stepladder, and arrived at the eighth floor of the castle.

Then, he stopped in front of a window that could see the entire Black Lake and a small half of the Forbidden Forest.

Almost no students came up here, and it seemed extremely clean, but Tang Sen's purpose was naturally not to see the scenery. A few minutes later, he saw Professor McGonagall and Umbridge going up to the eighth floor one after another.

They were obviously surprised that Tang Sen appeared here.

"Professor Tang, are you here to see Principal Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Tang Sen noticed the change in the other party's name for him. He smiled and said: "To be precise, it was Principal Dumbledore who came to see me——"

"Of course, that hasn't happened yet, so I'm waiting."

The two of them showed stunned expressions and did not express doubts about Tang Sen's words.

It is not surprising that a soothsayer who can predict the future appears in a place where he is supposed to appear in advance.

"Shall we go in together?" Umbridge said with a smile on her face in the most cordial tone she could send: "Dumbledore must be very willing to see you. I mean, who doesn't want to see a Where are the real soothsayers?”

Such a tone was enough to make people have goosebumps all over their bodies. In fact, Tang Sen did feel uncomfortable.

But he didn't show anything strange, he just smiled and said: "I am more willing to wait here for the arrival of the established future. Moreover, the scenery here is indeed good."

Umbridge nodded in approval.

Waiting for the determined future. This is what a soothsayer would say, isn't it?

Townsend was satisfied with the other party's reaction. Apparently, neither Umbridge nor Professor McGonagall thought there was anything wrong with his actions and words.

They did not realize that they had already acquiesced to what the fortune teller in front of them said, and that they were waiting for Dumbledore to find him in the future. This would definitely happen.

They also didn't realize that this acquiescence would become more and more profound and habitual with each successful prediction of Tang Sen's divination.

These are still two adult wizards. I think that class will have a deeper impact on the young wizards.

The fruits of lies and sweat have begun to bear fruit.

Wizards throughout the magical world will welcome the most magical soothsayer in the history of magic.

And the Dark Lord.