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

"It's hot..."

Taking a sip of Lorne's hot tea, Hermione couldn't help but stick out her little tongue.

It's too hot, isn't it?

"Heated up a little. "

Lorne chuckled and pulled out the wand hidden in his sleeve, which still had a glittering glow on it.

The tea just now was cast a heating spell.

"Nasty. "

Seeing the wand still flashing, Hermione also knew that the tea had been used by Lorne.

Wait, sooner or later I'll be back!

Thinking so, Miss Hermione remembered the pink bottle of aphrodisiac again.

The smell of parchment and Lorne's body seemed to tug at her heartstrings at all times, and even after a long time, it still echoed in her mind.

But—

Looking at the steaming tea, Hermione thought for a moment and took out her wand and gently aimed it at the teacup.

"It's getting cold quickly!"

As the light flashed, Lorne, who was sitting across from her, could feel a chill.

And some small crystal Xiaoice particles have appeared on the tea cup, which looks like they have been taken out of the refrigerator.

"Here you go, dear Mr. Granger—and be careful of the burn. "

Hermione winked mischievously, then returned the teacup.

Looking at the frosty teacup, the corners of Lorne's mouth curled.

Icy cold air replaces boiling heat.

Hot tea has also become cold tea.

However, in the hot season of summer, it is still very good.

After drinking, Hermione picked up his teacup and looked at "Piercing the Fog and Seeing the Future", looking for an explanation.

The same is true of the other young wizards, who work in pairs to check each other's tea shapes to make predictions.

Lorne also picked up Hermione's teacup casually, and the remaining tea leaves in it were completely indistinguishable in what shape it was.

Judging the prophecy based on the shape of the tea leaves may sound strange to Muggles, even considering Lorne's first time doing divination.

Three out of ten times this prophecy is a good thing.

"What prophecy do you see in my teacup?"

A curious Miss Granger asked, turning her head sideways.

"I don't have enough talent, and I can't see it. "

Lorne flipped through a few pages of the book, none of which had a corresponding shape for comparison.

"I'm just like you. "

Hermione took his teacup as well, and the spilled tea leaves in it didn't fit into a proper shape.

It seems that the two of them really don't have an innate talent for divination.

"Oh my God—you're ominous!"

At this time, Trelawney let out a sharp exclamation, drawing everyone's eyes to it.

Lorne looked up in confusion.

Trelawney was holding a teacup with a white background, looking at the shape inside in horror, and in front of her stood a panicked Harry.

"Professor Trelawney, is there anything wrong with the shape of my tea leaves?"

Harry asked hurriedly.

"This gentleman with a scar on his forehead... You have recently experienced betrayal, and your friends will leave you, leaving you alone to face death and approval..."

Trelawney held the teacup in a trembling hand, and her tone was also terrified.

Am I going to be betrayed?

Harry's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked at the crazy witch in front of him.

Approaching him, he turned his head to look at Ron, who was also stunned, and Lorne and Hermione behind him.

Harry didn't have many people at school, and those were the only three who came close to him.

"Don't worry, Harry, maybe her prophecy was wrong!"

Ron comforted him when he came to his senses.

However, this sentence completely angered Trelawney.

She hates it when someone says she doesn't use divination, even if it is.

"Red-haired, give me your teacup!"

Trelawney sneered and snatched the teacup from Ron's hand.

"Another bad sign!"

"Pay more attention to your friends, and be careful that people who like you are taken away by others!"

As she spoke, she slammed the teacup on the table, leaving only Ron, who was stunned and holding the mouse.

What do you mean - I'm going to be green!?

But who would like me?

Ron thought confusedly.

"The two of them are too miserable, aren't they?"

Hermione said in a sympathetic tone.

If the prophecy is true, then these two are really brothers.

"Did you notice anything?"

Lorne asked softly as he played with the girl's brown curls.

The exhaled heat made Hermione's petite body stiffen, and she couldn't help but blush.

Hermione hurriedly pushed Lorne away from Lorne, who was leaning on her shoulder, and looked at the chuckling boy with a huff.

"What did you find?"

"The cups in Ron and Harry's hands were exchanged. "

Although pushed away, it was worth it to see the shy little witch.

"You mean, the prophecies of the two of them are opposite!"

Hermione's eyes lit up, and she immediately guessed.

"That's right. "

Lorne looked at Harry in front of them and nodded.

Ron is the one who will be betrayed by his friends, and Harry is the girl who likes him and is snatched by his friends.

"Isn't the girl who likes Harry just..."

Hermione and Lorne glanced at each other, a name popping into their minds.

"Ginny Weasley. "

Lorne uttered the name that the two of them had guessed together.

"If the prophecy is correct, it means that Ginny is going to be Harry's friend as a boyfriend recently?"

"If Trelawney's prophecy is correct. "

Lorne responded.

This prophecy has been solved, but what is left now?

"Ron would have been betrayed by a friend, and that friend would face death and approval," Miss Granger said to herself with a frown.

She had no thoughts about the prophecy.

In the face of death and approval, it is likely to refer to prisons and courts.

Looking at Hermione, who was struggling to think, Lorne had an answer in his heart.

Isn't Ron's friend Peter Pettigrew?