"It's so hot..."

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

It's too hot.

"Warm it up a bit."

Lorne chuckled and took out the wand hidden in his sleeve. There was a glistening light on it.

The tea just now had a heating spell cast on it.

"A nuisance."

Seeing the still shining wand, Hermione also understood that the tea had been manipulated by Lorne.

Wait, sooner or later I will return it!

Thinking of this, Miss Hermione thought of the bottle of pink again A erotic intoxicant.

The smell of parchment and Lorne's body seemed to be tugging at her heartstrings all the time. Even if a long time passed, it still echoed in her mind.

But - looking at this risk With the steaming tea, Hermione thought for a moment and took out her wand, pointing it gently at the teacup.

"Getting cold quickly!"

As the light flashed past, Lorne, who was sitting opposite her, could feel a chill.

And some small crystal ice particles had appeared on the tea cup, which looked like it had been taken out of the refrigerator.

"Here you go, dear Mr. Granger—and be careful with the ironing."

Hermione winked mischievously, and then returned the tea cup.

Looking at the frost-covered tea cup, the corners of Lorne's mouth curled up.

The cold air replaced the boiling heat.

The hot tea also turned into cold tea.

But in In a hot season like summer, it is still very good.

After finishing the drink, Hermione picked up his tea cup and looked at"Puer the Fog and See the Future", looking for the corresponding explanation. The other little wizards also In this way, two people worked together to check the shape of each other's tea leaves to make predictions.

Lorne also picked up Hermione's tea cup casually, and the shape of the remaining tea leaves inside could not be seen at all.

Judging prophecies based on the shape of tea leaves may sound weird to Muggle ears. Even Lorne thought so when he did divination for the first time. If such a prediction can be successful three times out of ten, it is considered good.

"What prophecy do you see in my teacup?"

The curious Miss Granger asked, turning her head.

"I don’t have enough talent, and I can’t tell."

Lorne flipped through a few pages of the book, but there were no corresponding shapes on them.

"Me too."

Hermione also took his tea cup, and the tea leaves spilled inside couldn't form a proper shape at all.

It seems that the two of them really have no innate talent for divination.

"Oh my God - you are ominous!"

At this time, Trelawney gave a sharp exclamation, attracting everyone's attention.

Lorne also raised his head in confusion.

He saw Trelawney holding a white tea cup, horrified Looking at the shape inside, standing in front of her was a flustered Harry.

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

Harry asked quickly

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

Trelawney held the tea cup with trembling hands, her tone also filled with fear.

Am I going to be betrayed?

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

As he approached, he turned around and glanced at Ron who was also stunned next to him, and Lorne and Hermione behind him.

There weren't many people in Harry's school, and these were the only three people who were close to him.

"Harry, don't be nervous, maybe her prediction is a mistake!"

Ron comforted after coming back to his senses.

However, these words completely angered Trelawney.

She hated people saying that her divination was not effective - even if it was really not effective.

"Redhead, give me your teacup! Trelawney sneered and took the teacup from Ron's hand.

"Also a bad sign!"

"Pay more attention to your friends, and be careful that the person who likes you is taken away by others!"

As she said that, she slammed the teacup on the table, leaving only Ron standing there holding the mouse.

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

But, who will like me ? ?

Ron thought confusedly

"It's too miserable for both of them, right?"

Hermione said with a sympathetic tone.

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

"Did you discover something?"

Lorne played with a strand of the girl's brown curly hair and asked softly in her ear.

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

Hermione hurriedly pushed away and leaned on her shoulder. Lorne looked at the smiling boy angrily.

"What was found?"

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

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

"You mean, their predictions are opposite!"

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

"That's right."

Lon looked at Harry and nodded in front of him.

Ron was the one who would be betrayed by his friends, while Harry was the one who liked his girl and was snatched away by his friends.

"The girl who likes Harry is..."

Hermione and Lorne looked at each other, and a name subconsciously came to mind.

"Ginny Weasley."

Lorne said the name they both guessed together.

"If the prophecy is accurate, does it mean that Ginny will find Harry's friend as her boyfriend recently?"

"If Trelawney's prediction is correct."

Lorne responded.

This prophecy has been solved, but is there still one left?

"Ron will be betrayed by his friend, and this friend will also face death and approval..." Miss Granger frowned and whispered to herself.

She had no idea about this prophecy.

Facing death and approval, everyone Probability refers to prisons and courts.

Looking at Hermione thinking hard, Lorne had an answer in his mind.

Ron's friend is Peter Pettigrew.

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