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"
You
are
preoccupied
,
my
dear
,
"
she
said
mournfully
to
Harry
.
"
My
inner
eye
sees
past
your
brave
face
to
the
troubled
soul
within
.
And
I
regret
to
say
that
your
worries
are
not
baseless
.
I
see
difficult
times
ahead
for
you
,
alas
...
most
difficult
...
I
fear
the
thing
you
dread
will
indeed
come
to
pass
...
.
and
perhaps
sooner
than
you
think
...
"
Her
voice
dropped
almost
to
a
whisper
.
Ron
rolled
his
eyes
at
Harry
,
who
looked
stonily
back
.
Professor
Trelawney
swept
past
them
and
seated
herself
in
a
large
winged
armchair
before
the
fire
,
facing
the
class
.
Lavender
Brown
and
Parvati
Patil
,
who
deeply
admired
Professor
Trelawney
,
were
sitting
on
poufs
very
close
to
her
.
"
My
dears
,
it
is
time
for
us
to
consider
the
stars
,
"
she
said
.
"
The
movements
of
the
planets
and
the
mysterious
portents
they
reveal
only
to
those
who
understand
the
steps
of
the
celestial
dance
.
Human
destiny
may
be
deciphered
by
the
planetary
rays
,
which
intermingle
...
.
"
But
Harry
's
thoughts
had
drifted
.
The
perfumed
fire
always
made
him
feel
sleepy
and
dull-witted
,
and
Professor
Trelawney
's
rambling
talks
on
fortune-telling
never
held
him
exactly
spellbound
-
though
he
could
n't
help
thinking
about
what
she
had
just
said
to
him
.
"
I
fear
the
thing
you
dread
will
indeed
come
to
pass
...
"
But
Hermione
was
right
,
Harry
thought
irritably
,
Professor
Trelawney
really
was
an
old
fraud
.
He
was
n't
dreading
anything
at
the
moment
at
all
...
well
,
unless
you
counted
his
fears
that
Sirius
had
been
caught
...
but
what
did
Professor
Trelawney
know
?
He
had
long
since
come
to
the
conclusion
that
her
brand
of
fortunetelling
was
really
no
more
than
lucky
guesswork
and
a
spooky
manner
.
Except
,
of
course
,
for
that
time
at
the
end
of
last
term
,
when
she
had
made
the
prediction
about
Voldemort
rising
again
...
and
Dumbledore
himself
had
said
that
he
thought
that
trance
had
been
genuine
,
when
Harry
had
described
it
to
him
.
"
Harry
!
"
Ron
muttered
.
"
What
?
"
Harry
looked
around
;
the
whole
class
was
staring
at
him
.
He
sat
up
straight
;
he
had
been
almost
dozing
off
,
lost
in
the
heat
and
his
thoughts
.
