Chapter 284: The Shining Ninth Star |
Chapter 284 The Shining Ninth Star
The talent of "divination" was so rare that it was far above the talent of magic energy.
But in such a classroom, more than eight talented people had appeared at the same time, and it was just this evening alone.
There were also quite a few talented people who hadn't found that "feeling".
Professor Medea lit up the first star first: "Then, Sara Swati, you first."
But after Sara stood up, she hesitated for a while: "Professor, divination is a very personal matter."
Professor Medea blinked, and casually said: "No. What you see now is not considered divination unless you are like Eudora."
Hearing this, Eudora, who still knew nothing about her own divination, couldn't help but look at Sara blankly at this moment.
Sara gave her a side glance, then raised her head and said, "Okay then. I saw the night sky surging like the tide, showing the sign of a violent storm. So I think there will be a disaster coming soon."
Sara: "Uh..."
Medea: "Next! Emma Mortis."
Emma stood up slowly. She didn't know how Professor Medea knew that she had seen something from the projection. It was obviously just an unnoticeable trace of feeling. Even she herself almost wasn't sure if what she felt was real.
But since she was named by the professor, she could only stand up and tell her about the unnoticeable feeling she had.
She thought for a moment before replying: "Professor, I saw the shining gold star. Maybe it's a sign of luck for wealth. Well, I mean, in fact, my luck for wealth has always been good."
Professor Medea tapped her wand and said with a smile, "That's really enviable."
Emma sat down nervously, and was slightly relieved when she found that the professor didn't ask her to stand up again to re-interpret.
As she hadn't learned anything yet, she really didn't know how to "interpret".
"Then the next one..."
...
The little magisters watched eagerly as the "Seers of Fate" were called up one by one, the envy in their hearts was almost written on their faces.
But the students who were named felt very troubled.
Because they did not really observe the fragments of the future like Eudora, but only saw the most superficial omen.
It was obviously difficult to make any decent "predictions" with just a little change in the night projection.
The interpretations that come out after being named were mostly the product of hard thinking and imitation by virtue of the impression of a fortune-teller.
But this was actually what Professor Medea wanted them to do, which was to make vague speculation on limited information.
That was pretty much what those students did.
...
"Robert Brogheim." Professor Medea called Robert's name at this time.
But when Robert stood up, he was very agitated.
He kept gesticulating with his hands and said anxiously: "I saw blood! Professor. I think a bloody disaster will soon befall me... Oh, my God! Will I be one of the corpses Eudora mentioned?"
"Calm down, Brogheim." Professor Medea blinked. "What you need is to go to bed on time, stay healthy, and stop nosebleeds."
Robert's mouth was half open, unable to speak for a long time.
Professor Medea tapped him with her wand, telling him to sit down: "Okay, next one."
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Following Robert, a student from Fool House was also forced to stand up and tell other students what he had seen.
However, after getting up, the student spoke in an almost inaudible voice and eventually sat back without saying anything clearly. It made other students wonder what exactly he saw.
This student seemed to be the type that couldn't speak under the gaze of many people.
If this kind of person wanted to make a career as a fortune-teller in the future, it would probably be very difficult.
However, it was said that there was also a type of fortune-teller who would always live behind the scenes. They would not show their faces or see their customers directly. They would only let their servants pass on the predictions to maintain a sense of mystery.
...
After Professor Medea said a few words to calm him down, she pointed to the eighth star that appeared tonight. "The next one, Rose Rothrock. It is the fate of us fortune-tellers to read the future from omens again and again."
Although Rose had already guessed that she would be named, she was still quite nervous.
She subconsciously looked at Dianna beside her, trying to draw strength from her best friend.
Dianna was always so brave, which actually made her very envious.
"You can do it!" Dianna clenched her fists and encouraged.
Rose took a deep breath and looked towards the podium.
Under the gaze of all the students, she couldn't help blushing slightly.
"Professor, I saw stars gradually increasing in the night. But I don't know what that means." Although Rose didn't stutter, her voice was obviously nervous.
Professor Medea said softly: "Don't be nervous. Try to recall that feeling in your mind carefully, That will lead you to the correct interpretation."
Rose hesitated slightly, and remained silent for a while.
Dianna quickly covered her own mouth with her hands, and whispered, "It's just making something up. Just make it up."
Rose couldn't help but look down at her, her eyes gradually widening.Please vote for this novel at