After that day’s practice. On the way back, Hermione kept a frown on her face as she remained silent.
“Hermione, you’re not still thinking about Trelawney’s bullshit, are you? She’s just an old liar.” Ron advised her, ” You know, I almost got bluffed too. But after thinking about the month worth of bad luck I made up to get excellent, I never believed her again.”
He then looked over at Harry and said with enthusiasm, “I learned a thing or two from what Professor Hap did. And if you ever get splinched up again in the future, I think I can help-” He gave Harry a meaningful look.
Harry shivered, his heart did not gain much comfort.
He squeezed the Muggle coin in his hand, a heptagonal fifty pence that glowed faintly in the sunlight.
Ron stared at the coin and said, “I still have the one you gave me last year, but … Professor Hap is quite clever to have thought of this.”
Before the end of the exercise, Professor Hap asked Harry for a coin. Harry originally wanted to find a copper Knut, and accidentally found this in the corner of his pocket. After asking if there’s no problem, Harry handed the silver coloured coin to the professor in order for him to cast the spell.
It was then that the professor said to him, “I can’t keep an eye on your progress every day, so let’s make a pact that you can’t use the apparition outside the Room of Requirement until it turns into a dazzling gold colour.”
Back in the common room, they saw the twins transfiguring a table.
It’s a dull-eyed lion with floppy ginger fur and a face that looked like it had been punched, and Harry thought the twins must have made a reference to Hermione’s pet Crookshanks.
” It still doesn’t work!” Lee Jordan said in defeat as he pinched the lion’s drooping ears.
“You have to compromise,” Fred said, “at least it can move, can’t it?”
“I don’t want to go out on this thing and get laughed to death!” Lee Jordan exclaimed in trepidation.
Harry asked Seamus, who is looking on with interest, “What are they doing?”
Seamus said enthusiastically: “They want to craft a lion mount. A Gryffindor exclusive, they tried the Transfiguration spell, but unfortunately it didn’t work that well …”
Harry couldn’t help but think of a little Slytherin girl who rode a big snake to show off in the corridor, although she was later detained by Professor McGonagall. But her name became well-known all at once.
Many people became secretly envious and wanted to do something similar.
“Bang!”
“I still can’t figure out why Dumbledore didn’t cancel the Divination class,” Hermione said as she stared seriously at the lion the twins had transfigured for a while before she turned her head to Harry and Ron.
In the evening Rune tutorial, Professor Hap gave her more information –
“Because this branch of magic did work brilliantly. And also, Seer is a true gift.” Felix explained.
“But, Trelawney, she-”
“I’m not sure what Dumbledore thought back then, and I’ve never seen a true prophecy. But Cassandra Trelawney, … Sybill’s ancestor has been solidly proven that she has the gift to Divine. And she is known as the ‘one who can see the future ‘”
Hermione stared at Professor Hap’s fingers brushed the air in front of her, and the golden smoke in midair condensed into a piece of paper with glittering words, which consisted of an autobiographical statement.
“I can see the vague shadow of a person, more hidden than a ghost – He doesn’t always appear, He has no influence during most of the time. Until a certain time, a picture of the future is changed, and the future is visible to me … I once saw a roiling black tide in a dark wizard, and two months after that, he organized a massacre … I blame myself deeply for this, and the inner eye might be a burden …”
Hermione stared blankly at the golden paper, which swayed lightly in midair, and she said softly, “This is …”
“A letter sent by Cassandra Trelawney to a friend. I stumbled upon it after a hundred years.” Felix said, “Cassandra did not live long, and perhaps there was a reason for that; the gift did not make her happy. A few years before her death, she moved away from her family and lived in isolation.”
“So, you believe that Professor Trelawney inherited the gift from her ancestor?”
“I guess it is partially inherited, judging by how she acts on a daily basis.”
Hermione sighed as she realized she didn’t hate Sybill Trelawney that much anymore.
After a few quiet moments, she patted her face and regained her composure, “Professor, shall I continue practicing illumination today?”
“Yes. After all, this is the first ancient magic I intend to teach at the club. I think I should be more cautious. In all of Hogwarts, among the students, you are the only one who has mastered all the runes needed for this spell.”
Hermione nodded and took a deep breath. Magic runes appeared in front of her body, and these runes, with ‘light’ as the core, kept piecing together and converging, as if completing a puzzle.
The light blossomed at her fingertip. A milky white light that is gentle without blinding, as Hermione carefully controlled the magic, her magic pouring out uncontrollably …
Must not be controlled by magic, “Oh, I still can’t -” A ray of light shattered in Hermione’s hand, then she said with some discouragement: “I can’t even use my magic a few times here, but I can obviously do it in the thinking room. ”
Felix smiled: “You’re learning fast, I expect you’ll be able to master it almost by the end of the Easter holidays.”
Hermione wiped the sweat off her face and saw the Marauders’ Map on the workbench in her line of sight, and she couldn’t help but ask, “Professor, did that dark wizard never show up?”
“Yes,” Felix said somewhat helplessly as well, “What a rat, all we can do is wait.”
After a long time, “Professor,” Hermione bit her lip, her expression looked tangled, “can the Fidelius Charm be broken?”
Felix stared into her eyes, “Miss Granger … what have you guessed again?”
“Oh, I,” Hermione pursed her lips and said shakily, “Sirius Black was imprisoned in Azkaban for the crime of committing a mortifying murder, in addition to the fact that he was a loyal spy for the dark lord, he also betrayed Harry’s parents!”
“And if I’m not mistaken, you have a ‘but’.” Felix looked at her calmly.
“But it doesn’t make sense! Even if Black hated Ron’s rats that much, like the Death Eaters’ infighting, or had a personal grudge, he wouldn’t have spared Harry. I thought of a possibility and looked up the information privately, but the Fidelius Charm cannot be broken by external forces …”
Felix, silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: “Miss Granger, if … I mean, if things take an unforeseen turn, and you run into him – Sirius Black. Granger, you can trust him, especially if Harry is in danger!”
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