It was their third divination class, and they were still reading tea leaves.
Richard looked around. Trelawny was looking away. And the only people who had their eyes on him were Harry and Ron, who were sitting opposite to him.
Nothing to worry there.
Richard pulled out a concoction he made last night. And on it depended whether or not his inner eye was working properly or not.
Glop
The entire thing fell into the tea cup rather noisily.
"What was that?"
"A special concoction of reduced butter beer, honey and a butt ton of sugar." Richard replied as he stirred the now slowly thickening syrup like thing that used to be tea. " This is what's gonna tell if I have what it takes to be a diviner or not."
It better, Richard thought as he watched the mixture stick to the spoon. He didnt spend a week enduring domestic violence from Tonks to open a path to future vision, only to get a half assed version. Yes he disliked prophecies, and yes he preferred something that would actually help him in battle, but at the moment, it was note about proving Trelawny wrong about his "inner eye" and actually getting everything he believed he deserved. Because Tonks did NOT hold back during their observation training.
He pulled the spoon out, and the liquid stuck to it like a string of streached out gum.
He got observation haki. Now whether he got the future vision depended on this.
"Are you sure you want to drink that?" Hermione looked mortified. Richard rembered that her parents were dentists. This must look like a nightmare given form to her.
" Chill out girl. I mean, this is either gonna work and show my hidden prophetic abilities or it'll show I got no talent for this stuff." Richard replied as he placed the spoon aside, and lifted the tea cup like a true gentleman with his small finger sticking out.
"Yeah, Hermione. Let him drink the sugar."
"Harry, don't encourage him." She admonished him, "And you, what makes you think that giving yourself a heart attack is going to open your inner eye?"
"Simple" Richard replied. "People unlock super powers when they are drunk."
" that's true." Ron replied. " my uncle Bilius becomes a poet every time he drinks."
"And my aunt Marge can cuss in ways to make sailors blush when she's on the brandy."
"The same one you blew up ?"
"Yeah"
"Good for you buddy"
Richard turned to Hermione while inclining at harry and Ron to prove his point. Then lifted his cup to his lips.
" Before I drink this, I need to tell you, I'm horrible at eating sweets. So please stop me if I start doing something embarrassing. "
"Is that stuff that strong?"
"Dunno, never tried before." Richard replied to Ron before sucking and slurping it down in one gulp.
"Just imagining the worst case scenario"
The syrup swallowed still stuck to his teeth even after he swallowed a couple of times.
Richard closed his eyes, and inhaled deeply, taking in the incense . He waited.
"How is it?"
It was probably Ron.
"Still nothing. It will probably take a second."
It took five seconds.
And Richard slowly felt his brain getting injected by formalin. At least that was what it felt like.
Oh yeah.
"It's coming"
Huh
Richard felt let down. There was a light buzzing, but that was it. He expected more though.
So the buzzing slowly grew louder, and he felt things spinning. And then he forgot about everything else.
Woah
He felt a little weird because he was sitting. Why sit, when he could stand? Especially when there are loads of things to check out?
Like that fireplace.
Fire is pretty. He wanted to go there, but the clouds didnt let him.
Come on guys.
"Let the child walk. I sense the inner eye awakening within him. Let destiny guide him to his destination."
That was a really wise thing to say.
He turned from the fire place to the place where a lot of beautiful circles were calling him.
They were really smooth.
He picked one up, and he could see stuff on it. Oh, his robe was going to catch on fire. It was telling him that if he stood there, he's going to catch fire.
But who told him that? And why?
He tried to listen to the guy to catch him. But the person who told it, was inside him. So how did he know?
Right, thats because he can see the entire path which was weird, because he was still walking on it. Does he have GPS ?
If thats the case, he needs to input a destination, otherwise he might get lost.
How about his wand?
He could see some things. His wands gonna turn complete by finally coming together with a snallygaster.
Beak and Claws
And he's gonna meet a black shadow. It looked like a hood actually
A dog, a wolf man, moon, a hand and blood. And his wand is there too.
.........
Ron and Harry suppressed their giggles when they saw him stumble his way towards the fire place, then to the crystal ball nearby.
What was even funnier was the fact that everyone was really believing nth at he was experiencing an episode of psychic interference.
Even Hermione snorted through her nose when Trelawny said that Richard is awakening his inner eye.
"That was a really smart thing to say"
The trio his their faces so that no one could see them turning red from holding back their laughter.
They couldn't help it. Every one was looking at Richard as if he was about to perform a miracle, not stumble around like a drunkard. They had done their best to keep him on the seat, but once it failed, they simply gave up, and decided to watch the free show.
"Think that guy would share the recipie?" Ron whispered aside while he peaked at Richard stumbling away."I could make a butt load selling it during the quidditch matches."
"Beak and claws"
The entire class fell silent. Even Hermione who was about to snap at Ron.
"Cloak Dog Wolf Moon"
"Is he faking it?" Ron whisper asked. "I can't tell, can you? "
"No idea"
Shhhhh
They were shushed by Parvati who sat on the table next to them.
"Hand wand blood future past turning"
Hermione stiffened, her hand reaching for her neck. It was still there. But she was spooked nevertheless.
His voice reached a tone that made it seem as if several people were speaking through that one mouth.
"Death rebirth bondage curse..."
Everyone leaned in, their butts on the edge of their seats as they tried to catch every single word they could.
Richard paused. And his body started to shake. No one moved. No one knew what to do either.
Then as abruptly as he started, he stiffened.
Those nearby noticed him swaying a little. Then like a massive tree, he fell backwards with a loud bang.
....,.....,.....,.....,.....,.....,..
Richard felt the dizziness go away. But he didnt immediately open his eyes.
Instead, he tried to follow the magic that showed him visions.
It started from precognition. No doubt about that. His haki training worked enough to let him see what would happen in the future a second later based on cause and effect observed.
But the fate he saw was not of that precognition.
Instead, he was reading along something.
Richard opened his eyes. For what it was worth, he was right.
Damn it
He massaged his forehead.
He also learned that he was an incredibly light weight drinker.
There were no one near his bed. Not that he cared. Instead he brought out his wand.
Unlike the first time he grasped it, he felt that the wand was incomplete....
No. Not incomplete, but rather at a state where it was possible for it to grow out of its current state. That was because his continuous supply of his own brand of magic opened a path.
If a normal wand is a polished rock that can move through streams without eroding, his magic had been like mineral rich water that created a new growth of mineral crystals on the rock surface removing that perfect shape.
His vision showed what he needed to complete it.
He stood on his bed and immediately ducked the pillow that whipped through the space his head had been a second ago.
"Tonks-"
"Don't you Tonks me! Do you know that I was having my first real rest in three days. Three blasted days! Before you decided to pull this shenanigan"
She was definitely angry. To the point her hair was floating behind her like snakes.
"Look at these" She pulled at her eyes to show the dark circles." After three days of nonstop trailing and running around, I finally got home, and what do I see? I see a letter from Hogwarts telling that Mr Devil put himself into a sugar coma. What the duck man!?"
She was practically grabbing him by the collar while shouting in his ear.
Click
While she yelled at him the door opened, and a disheveled Hermione came in.
"Richard, Since you are awake, can you tell me how-oh"
She stopped mid question at Tonks death glare.
Richard sighed.
"Tonks meet Hermione, Hermione, this is Tonks, auror, hogwarts alumni, and my current guardian."