Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying - Chapter 329

c329 Disappearing friend

In the arithmetic divination class, Professor Victor first started teaching numbers from 1 to 9.

According to this professor, each number has a unique personality and color, corresponding to different graphics, and any object, person’s name, and destiny can be converted into the corresponding number, and then interpreted using a series of theories .

She also taught students to interpret their own names——

First convert letters into numbers, and then convert the numbers through addition, subtraction, multiplication and division into personal numbers that show personality, spiritual numbers that express inner desires and fears, and social numbers related to external performance.

They are all two-digit operations, so they are naturally not difficult for Vader. He added, subtracted and quickly got his three numbers——

[Behavior is driven by unremitting imagination and strong curiosity, pursuing reality and fantasy at the same time, and has extraordinary creativity. 】

[It’s not easy to establish close social relationships, and I don’t like complicated social activities. I tend to live in a world of ideas…]

——Horoscope divination? Or a personality test?

Wade looked at the results of his “divination” and was silent for a while.

At this time, Professor Victor also came to Vader’s side. She looked at Vader’s calculation results, silently calculated them in her mind, and then showed a slight smile.

“The calculation results are correct, but social figures do not always remain unchanged throughout our lives. To accurately interpret these figures, we need to combine the current celestial phenomena and time.”

“Of course, this is what we need to learn in the future. You have done a good job so far, and I am very satisfied.”

After Professor Victor finished speaking, he nodded at Wade, and then went to see Michael’s results.

Michael showed his parchment nervously.

Wade leaned over and took a look, and suddenly felt speechless.

Because Michael’s interpretation of himself is——

[A warrior with a firm will and courage to move forward. People with poor communication skills, loners and suspicions will achieve great success in politics and become a dictator who likes to give orders. 】

There is absolutely no one that can match Michael.

Professor Victor also did some mental calculations and burst out laughing.

“You made a stupid mistake, Mr. Corner.” Professor Victor said with a smile: “M corresponds to the number 4, not 5.”

Michael looked down and found that it was indeed the case. He blushed and apologized to the professor. Then he finally got serious and leaned on the table to calculate again.

For Wade, his first Arithmancy class was like a simple numbers game, with no calculations exceeding two digits throughout.

Even so, his classmates made frequent mistakes. Professor Victor was very patient. She pointed them out one by one and never got angry at any stupid student from beginning to end.

At the end of get out of class, the assignment left by Professor Victor was also very simple – use arithmetic divination to interpret the names of three acquaintances.

When Michael heard this, he immediately came up with an idea and said on the way back:

“Vide, lend me the content of your interpretation in class; I will ask Hermione to refer to her results later. In this way, I only need to find another person to interpret, and the homework will be reduced by two-thirds immediately!”

“I don’t mind lending it to you for copying,” Wade said, “but aren’t you worried about failing the exam?”

“Don’t worry, I’ve memorized the key points and the symbolism of the numbers, I’m just too lazy to count them over and over again.”

After Michael finished speaking, he went to Hermione to borrow hers, but after looking around for a while, he didn’t even see the girl with messy curly hair.     But there are only a few students in the corridor.

“It’s strange that Hermione, such a conspicuous person, disappeared in the blink of an eye… Vader, did you see where she went? Vader?”

Michael turned his head and realized that Wade was also missing.

He was stunned, turned around and saw Theodore Nott walking around him with a gloomy expression.

“Michael?”

Just when Michael was at a loss, someone behind him tapped him on the shoulder. Michael suddenly turned around and saw that the person was Wade.

He seemed to have just come out of a side corridor. He suddenly had a strange and cheap fragrance on his body, and he yawned lazily, as if he hadn’t woken up.

“What are you doing standing around? Let’s go.” Wade said.

“Oh…ok.”

Michael followed, vaguely understanding something in his heart and feeling weird at the same time.

…

When Michael went to find Hermione, Vader saw that no one noticed him, so he took a step back, blocked other people’s sight with the statue in the corridor, and then turned the time turner back twice.

The feeling of traveling through a time tunnel reappeared, and it was so colorful that it made people dizzy. Vader calmed down and saw that there was no one around him.

The cold morning light shines through the window, and the corridor is lonely and deserted.

Vader did not stay here longer. He summoned his broom with the Flying Curse and flew back to the dormitory to catch up on his sleep. When the time was close to nine o’clock, he flew directly to the North Tower on his broom.

When he passed through the window and landed in the corridor, Wade heard an enthusiastic voice shouting: “Let’s go on foot! Two gentlemen and this lady, move forward! Move forward!”

Vader leaned the broom against the wall nearby, and soon the house elf would return it to his quarters.

He smoothed his messy hair and walked in the direction of the sound. He saw Harry and the other two climbing the spiral staircase, panting and almost falling to their knees.

In the portrait beside them, there was a short, fat, armored knight riding a dark gray pony, waving his hand:

“Goodbye, my comrades! If you need a noble heart and steel-like muscles, don’t forget to call me Sir Cadogan!”

Harry and the others were too tired to talk. They just watched the knight in the portrait leave, and then saw Wade coming up from the bottom of the stairs.

“Good morning, everyone!” Wade greeted happily.

The classroom for divination was hidden. When class started, the trap door on the ceiling would open, lowering a silver ladder. Going up the ladder was their classroom.

The curtains were drawn in the classroom during the day, and many crimson candles were lit with red lampshades, illuminating the whole room with an irritating scarlet color.

The room was filled with small round tables and armchairs, like an old-fashioned teahouse that was not doing well. The shelves on the wall were filled with crystal balls, tea sets and other divination props.

I don’t know what kind of incense Professor Trelawney of the Divination class put in the fireplace, but the whole room was filled with a sweet fragrance that made people want to sleep.

But some people thought this environment was great, full of mysterious and ancient atmosphere – such as Padma’s sister Parvati, who was looking at a gray crystal ball in the corner with expectant and envious eyes.