Hogwarts: The frog cub brings back the Dragon Slayer Crystal at the beginning

"There was a divination class at nine in the morning, and in the afternoon there was a Muggle studies and Luniwen class. "

Hermione looked at the new semester schedule in her hand, turned to Lorne, who was drinking tea, and said.

"Looks like we're going to be busy in the afternoon. "

"So are you two going to give up Muggle Studies or Runifin?"

Harry, who was sitting across from him, couldn't help but ask.

Looking at the relaxed expressions of these two people, it didn't look like they were in a hurry at all.

"Why give up?"

Hermione asked him with a light smile.

With a time turner, they have plenty of time to study without worrying about which class to take.

That's five hours more than someone else's twenty-four hours.

Thinking of this, Hermione touched the golden chain hanging from her white neck, and a circulating hourglass lay quietly in the place of her undershirt.

The time turner was originally held in Lorne's hand.

However, considering that he still had a horse charm on his chest, Lorne gave it to Miss Hermione for safekeeping.

It's the same for whoever you put it there anyway.

"Do you want to go to the Room of Requirement tonight?"

Lorne leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Hearing that there was a room for requirement, Miss Hermione's eyes lit up and she quickly nodded.

"I'll go with you!"

She was more used to spending time in the Room of Requirement with Lorne than in the Gryffindor bedroom.

After all, she didn't know the people in the dormitory very well, even if it had been three years.

"The two of them really don't panic..."

Looking at the young couple who were talking and laughing, Harry turned to look at Ron and shrugged.

Now that he has taken two courses, he feels that time is getting tighter and shorter.

Harry couldn't imagine how the two of them were going to spend the rest of the semester.

Is this the world of Xueba?

It's horrible...

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The Divination class is not in the main Hogwarts building, but in the North Tower.

Lorne and Hermione had been here for three years, and it was the first time they had been to the North Tower.

"Thank you, Fat Madam!"

Hermione smiled at the portrait of the fat lady at the Gryffindor door.

"Alright, alright, you two go away-"

"Annoying little couple..."

The fat lady waved her hand with some disgust.

However, the two of them didn't care, but followed the direction given by the fat lady and headed towards the stairs of the north tower.

Since the last time the door was not closed, the fat lady seems to have remembered the two of them thoroughly.

Although she was a little disgusted, she still chose to tell the two little wizards the direction of the North Tower.

Following the winding and occasional shifting staircase, Lorne finally found the staircase that led to the North Tower.

Harry and Ron, who were following the two of them, were dazed.

The classrooms in the north tower have only one divination classroom, as well as an office.

It all belongs to Professor Trelawney.

The divination classroom is a small classroom, with dozens of round tables arranged irregularly, and the windows are slightly covered with curtains, which looks a little gloomy.

There are all kinds of bottles and cans inside, and the most conspicuous of them are some crystal balls.

These are the basic items needed for divination.

As soon as he stepped into the classroom, Lorne saw the woman with thick lenses hidden in the corner.

Sybil Trelawney.

But apart from him, Ron didn't even notice it, and sat down at a round table because it was the story.

"The professor of the divination class hasn't arrived yet?"

Harry looked around suspiciously, but didn't see the Professor.

Remember, they're a few minutes late.

"No, she's already here, right around that corner. "

Following Lorne's gaze, Hermione noticed it too, and she whispered with her finger to the corner.

"It's a pleasure to see you in the physical world..."

When the crowd was almost complete, the woman slowly stepped out of the shadowy corner.

It scared a lot of young wizards who didn't notice her existence.

"I am your professor of divination, Sybil Patricia Trelawney. "

Trelawney wore a round pair of glasses with thick lenses, all sorts of decorations, a robe that looked a little dirty, and his long, pale blonde hair was covered in a headscarf like an exploding head.

Her eyes looked very nervous, as if she was nervous.

"Is she really our professor?"

Ron said skeptically.

He was just taken aback.

"Red-haired, oh, I see ominous in you - remember to be careful lately. "

Trelawney glanced at Ron, who questioned her, and gave him a prophecy.

For this kind of prophecy of the gods, many little wizards dare not speak out again.

After all, being able to be a professor at Hogwarts is definitely capable.

Lorne couldn't help but squint his eyes as he looked at the crazy old witch.

He really didn't see any difference in Trelawney.

It's like a magic stick pretending to be a god.

"How do I feel like she's an impostor?" Hermione said after a moment's thought, "like Lockhart." "

"I feel the same way as you. "

Lorne nodded approvingly.

The lesson was not destined to be boring, as Trelawney had already begun to make a prophecy for quite a few young wizards.

For example, Neville would break a cup, and the next moment, in a state of tension, a cup would literally shatter in his hand.

This made the people present panic.

I'm afraid I'll be the next target.

"This young lady, I feel that your fate is a little strange..."

Just then, Trelawney suddenly stopped in front of Hermione, her chin twitching and scrutinizing the cute little witch.

"Your fate seems to have changed... I've never seen you in this situation. "

Her tone was different from the one she had started with, but a little low and serious.

"What fate?"

Miss Hermione asked, a little nervous.

"A... Well, romance and a bright future!"

Trelawney whispered.

"But your fate didn't belong like this—"