They then entered the dining room to prepare for dinner, and Vio, who had been curious about his aunt and Snape being alone, kept poking the beef pie in front of him with utensils until it was about to turn into pie puree, and Hermione couldn't stand it anymore, reminding her that she had one last class in a short time. Huo Ran?Wen ??? ．?

All around them, people were talking excitedly over lunch, happily predicting the outcome of the afternoon's exams, but instead of participating in the conversation because they had seen Fudge and Signes and Mr. Alex here, Harry told Hermione what had happened outside the Screaming Shack that day.

The rest, Ron, finished speaking.

"But," Hermione said constructively, after listening carefully, "haven't you ever cared about what happened after Malfoy had Crabbe and Goyle take Coles Alex away?

"Hahaha," Ron let out a hearty laugh.

"If it's acting, then they must have spent a lot of money, at least Alex will never agree to play such a role in the future. Harry said.

Hermione shrugged, looking at Vio thoughtfully, holding back what she really wanted to say, at least after the exam, and thinking about it herself.

Harry, Ron, and Vio's final exam was divination, and Hermione was Muggle studies.

Together, they walked up the marble staircase.

Hermione broke up with them on the second floor, leaving the three of them all the way to the eighth floor, where many of the students sat on the spiral staircase leading to Professor Trelawney's classroom, hoping to memorize something at the last minute.

As Vio stood in the doorway, he thought that he hadn't been to a divination class for most of the semester, and he couldn't imagine Professor Trelawney's exaggerated approach when he saw her.

There were quite a few people in Slytherin who still insisted on taking the course to the end and did not abandon the class, so there were not a few people who came to the exam today, but Draco was not one of them, and Vio didn't care anymore after glancing at it.

As usual, Harry and Ron sat among the Gryffindor students with vio. Neville Longbottom sat next to them.

"She wants to see us separately. Neville told them.

He had a copy on his lap and flipped to the chapter on the crystal ball. "Have any of you ever seen anything in a crystal ball?" he asked, botheredly.

"Nope. Ron said, the voice didn't care. He had been looking at his watch, and Harry knew he was counting down, calculating the time until he was actually done with the test and became free.

The line outside the classroom was slow to shorten.

As soon as someone came down the silver staircase, the rest of the class whispered, "What did she ask?"

But they all refused to answer.

"She said the crystal ball told her that if I told you, something terrible would happen to me!" Neville said shriek, as he descended the stairs to them, and the three of them had now reached the elevator platform.

"That's right," Ron said contemptuously, "you know, I'm starting to think now that Hermione said she was right, she's an old liar. ”

"Yes. Harry said, looking at his own watch.

It's two o'clock now, but he still has a lot of unpacked luggage. "I hope she's faster...... After listening to her judgment of my death again, I still have a lot to do. ”

"I have a hunch that I'm probably going to die again today. VIO said with the same heavy heart.

Ron couldn't have agreed more. "Good luck to you. ”

At this moment, Parvati walked down the stairs with a smug face.

"She said I had all the qualities to be a true foreseeer," she told them aloud, "I saw a lot of things, well, good luck to you!"

She hurried down the spiral staircase to find Lavender.

"Ron Weasley. The familiar muffled voice above their heads said. Ron grimaced at Vio and Harry, climbed the silver staircase and disappeared.

Now Harry and Vio are the last two people waiting for the exam.

They sat on the floor, their backs against the wall, listening to a fly buzzing in the sunlit glass window, their minds flying over the tall walls of Hogwarts.

"I think we might as well go in together later," Vio suggested.

"But she wanted to talk to us one by one," said Harry, who was actually eager to give the offer.

About twenty minutes later, Ron's big foot reappeared on the stairs.

"How's it going?" Harry asked, and he stood up.

"Mess," Ron said, "I couldn't see anything, so I made it up." I don't think she believed it, but ......"

"Meet in the common room. Harry whispered, as Professor Trelawney's voice shouted, "Harry Potter, Virgo Santriel!"

Harry looked back at Vio.

Vio stood up, not even thinking to herself, that Trelawney really intended to do this, she was just idle and bored, and said casually.

This tower room was hotter than ever. The curtains were drawn, the fireplace was blazing, and the usual disgusting smell made Harry cough as he and Vio were tracing their way from between several tables to Professor Trelawney.

She sat waiting for the two of them, with a large crystal ball in front of her.

"Hello, dear," she said gently, "you two look at this crystal ball together, time it now, and tell me what you see in it." Harry and Vio leaned over to look at the crystal ball, trying as hard as they could, hoping it would allow them to see something but the swirling white mist, but nothing.

"Huh?" Professor Trelawney asked thoughtfully, "Harry, you come first, what do you see?"

The room was scorching with heat, and Harry's nostrils tingled from the puffs of scented smoke wafting from the fire.

He remembered what Ron had just said and decided to pretend.

"Oh," said Harry, "a black thing, ......"

"What shape does that thing look like?" Professor Trelawney asked in a low voice. "Now, think about ......"

Harry remembered, and then he thought of Newbalun.

"It's a hippony, a winged beast. He said firmly.

"Really?" Professor Trelawney whispered, quickly writing something on the parchment that lay on her lap. "My child, you may be seeing the consequences of the troubles between poor Hagrid and the Ministry of Magic, look closer, does this Hippogriff look like a winged beast, does it have a head?"

She apparently did not yet know about the adjournment of the appeal against New Ballen.

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