Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Hermione is right.

Divination is garbage...

The first lesson of the new semester was divination.

John and Ethan were sitting in the corner of the divination classroom, looking at the clump of tea dregs gathered in the center of their cups and thinking to themselves.

Hermione's words make sense.

Hermione wouldn't lie to me.

Hermione, I was wrong.

John and Ethan exchanged a helpless glance and silently picked up the tattered book that recorded tea divination.

"Not everyone has a keen eye for interpretation. Sometimes, different people will have different interpretations of the same cup bottom."

In the audience, Professor Trelawney continued to speak eloquently, explaining the tea dregs patterns that were not in textbooks.

But isn't what you're saying just like stating a disclaimer?

So after all that, you still don't know if this prophecy is right or wrong, huh?

"If you can't understand the pattern above, it proves that you are still confused and you haven't clearly defined the object of your divination."

The disclaimer remains in effect.

John silently pushed the teacup toward Ethan.

"Come on, dear Sen, help me see what life lessons are hidden in this mess."

Ethan squinted and leaned closer to the rim of his cup, looking at John's teacup.

Then I looked at my own "textbook".

"Uh, although I can't understand the pattern on the bottom of your cup... according to the book, tea dregs gathered in the center of the bottom of the cup... symbolize misfortune..."

John didn't react much to Ethan's words. He simply stretched out a finger and stirred the tea leaves that had gathered at the bottom of the cup.

"And now?"

"..."

Ethan was speechless for a moment, but he still picked up the book and gave an answer after a long time.

"Uh...the book says that the more you stir up your destiny, the faster your bad luck will come..."

?

Hearing this, John became even more excited.

He stirred the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup vigorously.

The tea leaves at the bottom of the cup were immediately stirred up and spread everywhere, covering the cup walls.

Seeing John's appearance, Ethan couldn't help but make a comment.

"No, if you don't believe in this, why do you insist on making things worse?"

"Why don't you just read a fortune-telling book and do a good luck reading for yourself? That would give you some peace of mind, wouldn't it?"

Hearing Ethan's complaint, John suddenly looked up.

"Wow, dear Mori, you're a genius!"

John snatched the book from Ethan's hand and turned to the image that foreshadowed good fortune and many happy events.

Then he gathered the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup together again, barely managing to create an abstract pattern.

"What do you call this? You call it taking responsibility for your own future, right?"

After doing all this, John chuckled and boasted to Ethan.

Ethan simply gave a thumbs up.

"Come, let your father see what your prophecy is?"

As he spoke, John picked up Ethan's cup and looked at it.

"My dear Mori, the tea dregs piled up on the side of the teacup opposite the handle look like a cross, or maybe a star..."

Does this foreshadow trouble for your loved ones... or good fortune for them?

John looked at the pattern in Ethan's teacup and interpreted it by referring to the textbook.

"Hey, what a coincidence! I'm your friend or relative, and I just got bad luck from a divination, which I then changed to good luck."

"If I hit the jackpot, it proves it's a star, and that my luck-changing was successful."

"If I have a major stroke of bad luck, it proves it's a cross! It means my attempt to change my luck has failed."

"It makes sense both inside and out, hey."

Ethan rolled his eyes in exasperation upon hearing John's words.

You've got your priorities mixed up.

"Are you doing divination? You're conducting some kind of metaphysical experiment."

"This is an ambiguous prediction, and it has no value whatsoever."

It really is.

John scratched his head, about to say something, when Professor Trelawney appeared beside them at some point.

"Prophecy, sometimes, needs to be ambiguous in order to motivate people to move forward."

When he said this, the professor's eyes, behind his extremely thick glasses, were unusually serious.

Both of them were taken aback by Professor Trelawney's gaze and felt a little uncomfortable.

After all, she had just been gesticulating wildly like a charlatan, explaining some strange patterns to the students.

"Ahem—" But the next second, she suddenly cleared her throat, and the look in her eyes behind her glasses returned to that familiar and clear sense of foolishness.

"Huh? What was I just doing?... "

"Oh, child, this is a cross that symbolizes misfortune, but not for you, but for your relatives and friends."

?

Her incredible transformation left the two of them stunned once again.

Didn't you just say it was ambiguous? Now it's become a precise prediction?

And it was the kind of death sentence handed down directly!

John silently shoved the teacup into Ethan's hand.

Divination classes are indeed rubbish.

......

The bad news is, I chose the wrong subject.

The good news is that it's easy to get credits for this subject.

Divination interpretations vary from person to person, so there was no standard answer to the assignment Professor Trelawney gave them.

You can get away with it as long as you make up a little story.

This is a godsend for students who are academically weak.

If you really don't want to waste time on this later, you can simply switch to another elective course.

This prevents top students from focusing solely on one subject.

Very good, very user-friendly.

Ryan and Titus, being pure-blooded, have very different lifestyles and behaviors from Muggles from childhood to adulthood.

So they all chose subjects related to Muggle studies, and didn't study with John Ethan.

As for the other elective course, John chose Ancient Runes, while the three of them all chose Protecting Magical Creatures.

So in the second period, John walked alone to the ancient rune classroom.

It is worth mentioning that the teaching of ancient runes had a very high barrier to entry.

Because very few students chose this subject, all the students who did choose it were put together in one classroom to study.

This means that whether you are a freshman making your first appearance in your third year or a senior student who has studied for three or four years, it doesn't matter.

They were all taking the same class.

You have no buffer or adaptation period, and no basic guidance or introductory guide.

The content of each lesson is slightly different, yet they are all roughly the same.

They all only cover one or two points, progressing from superficial to in-depth.

How much you learn from each lesson depends entirely on your own understanding and self-study after class.

That's why so few people study this subject. Every year, after a group of people are selected, they can't continue studying it and switch to another subject.

Of course, John still enrolled in the course even after learning about these difficulties.

Besides being interested in it, there is also the most important point.

That means we can finally be classmates with Hermione.

Upon arriving at the ancient runic classroom, John immediately spotted Hermione sitting alone in the corner.

She must have just arrived as well, and was pulling a thick stack of books from her bag that could be used as a self-defense shield.

John then slowly walked over and came to her side.

"You don't mind if I sit to your left, Granger, do you?"

Hermione, who was flipping through a book, was slightly startled when she heard John's voice. She looked up at John, blinked, and then smiled as she spoke.

"What if I mind, Merrick?"

"Then I'll sit to your right."

Hearing this, Hermione laughed in exasperation.