Chapter 32 : The Inner Eye
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“You should go,” Professor Septima Vector told Professor Sybill Trelawney. “It’s going to be very dangerous.”
“I know it is going to be dangerous!” Sybill shot back in a matter-of-fact voice. “I have the power of the Inner Eye!”
“Yes. Yes, of course,” Septima agreed feebly. “However, when it comes to dueling--”
“You have not seen what I’ve seen!” Sybill interrupted loudly, gesturing wildly with her arms, as if trying to make a circumference of the world.
Septima’s argument was lost on Sybill. She would not hear of leaving Hogwarts! It was her home! Besides, she had the force of the Inner Eye on her side. Did the others not see the great advantage of such an enormous gift?
The Arithmancy Professor was about to open her mouth to continue her attempt at the impossible task of convincing the stubborn Sybill Trelawney to leave Hogwarts while it was still possible, but Sybill spoke first.
“I must go fetch my crystal balls!” she announced and walked away.
“Your classroom is that way,” Septima told her and pointed in the opposite direction that Sybill was moving. She was beginning to get exasperated with the Divination Professor.
“Of course,” Sybill replied as if she knew that all along and she began to walk in the correct direction to her classroom.
“What are crystal balls going to help, anyway?” Septima called after her, in a last ditch attempt to make her leave before she got seriously hurt.
“It’s the Inner Eye!” was all Sybill called over her shoulder in response.
As the battle began, Septima had no choice but to focus on other things than where Sybill was and what she was doing. Hopefully, she was cooped up in her room peering into crystal balls and trying to figure out whom all would die that night.
But Septima didn’t know that Sybill was onto something with those crystal balls.
A while later, when the battle was in full swing and there were duels littering every square inch of the Entrance hall and Main staircases of Hogwarts, Sybill took position at the top of a marble staircase overlooking the Entrance Hall. She brought a huge bag of crystal balls with her. She armed herself with a crystal ball in one hand and her wand in the other.
Her eyes may not have been the best, but she scanned the Entrance Hall for targets as well as she could. It was hard to pick one out amongst the flurry and chaos. Aiming, especially at further distances, would be a problem since the duelers were constantly moving and weaving through each other.
She caught sight of an ugly, ferocious looking werewolf speeding across the Hall. She searched for what might be its target and saw something that she simply would not stand for.
Lavender Brown. Her star pupil.
The nasty werewolf sunk its teeth into Lavender’s leg. Someone screamed and sent a spell at the werewolf, causing him to hit the marble banisters above which stood Sybill.
That bastard was not going to get away with harming her favorite student!
With a fierce anger the likes of which she had never felt before, Sybill hurled the crystal ball into the air and swung her wand, sending the crystal ball to fall heavily on his head. He stopped moving.
“I have more!” she screeched. “More for any who want them! Here--”*
She threw another crystal ball into the air and flicked her wand which sent it crashing through a window. She continued to rattle the opponent with blows from crystal balls. That would teach those foul Death Eaters to mess with her students!
*Dialogue taken from J.K. Rowling’s Deathly Hallows, page 646, American hardback edition.
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