While it was time for lunch, Rosie was absentmindedly pulling the stew when she saw Hermione, unhappy, sitting next to her.

Well? Why didn't she sit next to me instead of Harry?

Rosie lifted her ocean-blue eyes and looked to her left in some surprise, only to see Harry, who had noticed her turn her head, nodding at her in embarrassment.

Next to Harry, Ron turned his back to this side, watching him raise and drop his arm, and Rosie judged that he was cooking.

"Awkward?"

Rosie turned her gaze to Hermione beside her and asked in a low voice.

"It's okay, don't worry about ......"

Hermione said with a nonchalant expression, "Maybe my temper hasn't been very good lately, and every time I see Ron's look, I want to lose my temper for no reason." ”

Forehead...... Is this an ignorant feeling that belongs to the student days?

Muttering inwardly, Rosie let go of the original entanglement and said with a light smile: "Maybe you can try to make a cup of brown sugar water?" ”

"Brown sugar water?"

Hermione first glanced at Rosie in surprise, then her face turned red as she thought of something, and explained in a low voice, "No...... It's not because of that...... I haven't ...... this month."

Before the last word "come" came out, she suddenly felt that she shouldn't tell the other party this, so she forcibly changed the topic and said, "It's a divination class, do you know?" Professor Trelawney's tea divination method is completely imaginary! But Ron was convinced of that, and he was really angry! ”

Tea divination?

Since he did not choose divination as an elective, Rossi did not know much about the techniques of divination. But as far as she could remember, Professor Trelawney's divination was sometimes very accurate, but it was an innate talent that no one else could learn.

"Divination is such a thing, unless you are a real soothsayer, there is no need to care about it at all."

Rosie paused for a slight two seconds, and after seeing Hermione's inquiring look, she continued, "What do you think, if you plan to do something very important, and you do a divination before doing it, and the divination results are not very good, then what do you do?" ”

"Uh......"

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then said in a slightly hesitant tone, "If something is important, it must be done." ”

Hearing this, Rosie shrugged his shoulders with a smile: "So, as long as you make a plan and prepare well before acting, there is no need to think so much." ”

This sentence reached Hermione's heart, and she nodded in agreement, and then she thought of something and asked, "What about the real soothsayer?" ”

"True soothsayer......"

Rosie chuckled, "Of course, if you don't make a decision, you should first divination, follow your heart's wishes, and once the divination is in danger, try not to go out if you can stay at home!" ”

"Poof!"

The pumpkin soup that Hermione had just drunk in her mouth couldn't help but squirt.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! ”

Apologizing, he drew his wand and pointed to the dining table in front of him:

"Whirlwind sweep!"

As the incantation was pronounced, the pumpkin soup poured on the table was instantly cleaned up.

"I'm sorry, you eat slowly, I'll go first!"

Hermione, blushing, embarrassedly dropped a sentence, and then hurriedly left the auditorium.

Belch...... How can you eat this?

Rosie suddenly understood how Draco, who had been trampled on by him, had heard him use the Restoration Charm to repair it.

"Yo! Po~Te, I heard you're going to die? ”

It's really Cao Cao, Cao Cao!

Muttering silently, Rossi turned his head sideways, his round and smooth neck white and beautiful.

I saw the pale blonde-haired Draco standing proudly behind Harry, his gray eyes looking at Harry with a bit of amusement: "Aren't you trembling with fear in the face of approaching death?" ”

"Shut up! Malfoy! ”

Harry turned his head and scolded, "I don't want to quarrel with you right now, please let me eat quietly." ”

"Oh! Oh, my God! ”

Malfoy exclaimed, "It's pathetic! Potter is about to start enjoying the Last Supper! ”

"Draco!"

Rosie, who had lost his appetite, got up and stepped forward, "I guess the tutor of the Malfoy family hasn't fallen to the point of cursing his classmates, right?" ”

Looking at the other party's pale cheeks, the corners of her mouth suddenly sketched a playful smile: "Or do you actually care about Harry, but you are just not good at expressing it?" Hmm~ In Muggle words, are you tsundere? ”

"Huh, what nonsense! Who cares about this scar! ”

As he spoke, Draco glared at Rossi fiercely, and walked away briskly with the two non-existent henchmen behind him.

"Thank you!"

Harry, who whispered a word of thanks, glanced strangely at Ron, who was still eating with his head down, and then looked up at Rosie and asked, "Do you know that it is ominous?" ”

"Ominous?"

"It's the big black dog that haunts the land of the dead."

Harry asked, a little heavy, "I saw one one one night before school started.

Ron said his uncle died after seeing an ominous day! ”

Hearing Harry mention himself, Ron, whose mouth was stuffed with stew, looked up.

He snorted and tried to speak, but found that he couldn't swallow the food in his mouth for a while, so he nodded to Rosie, indicating that Harry was right.

"In today's divination class, Professor Trelawney prophesied that I would die." Harry added in a muffled voice.

Looking at his worried face, Rosie almost couldn't hold back her laughter: "So, she predicted when you would die?" ”

"Uh...... That's not true. ”

"Who wouldn't die? One day, everybody will die, won't they? ”

With that, Rosie put her hand on Harry's shoulder and comforted, "Cheer up, even if you really have to face the threat of death tomorrow, you still have to live well today, don't you?" ”

"What's more, divination is not omnipotent!"

Listening to Rosie's words, Harry felt a lot better: "Thank you Rosie, I feel much more relaxed with your words. ”

After saying goodbye to Harry, Rossi went to the bathroom on the first floor to solve the hygiene problem, and then returned to the Great Hall again.

Finding a corner where no one was around, Rosie pulled out his wand and practiced the charm he had learned a little earlier.

She had chosen this place because the Muggle Studies class, which began twenty minutes later, was held in the Great Hall.

Because it was an elective course, Rosie had no interest in opening the book Muggle Culture and Etiquette at all.

Muggle culture and etiquette? Not too simple for a real Muggle!

Dispelling the thoughts that flashed quickly through his head, Rossi, who was practicing the spell, focused his eyes.