After the practice that day, on the way back, Hermione frowned and remained silent.

"Hermione, you are not still thinking about Trelawney's nonsense, are you? She is an old liar." Ron persuaded her, "I was almost fooled, but when I thought about how I made up a bad story for a month and got an excellent grade, I never believed her again."

Then he looked at Harry and said excitedly: "I learned a trick from Professor Happ. If you split up again in the future, I can help--" He gave Harry a meaningful look.

Harry shuddered, and his heart did not get much comfort.

He held the Muggle coin in his hand, which was a seven-sided fifty pence, shining slightly in the sun.

Ron stared at the coin and said, "I still have the one you gave me last year, but... Professor Happ is really interesting. He actually thought of this method."

Before the end of the practice, Professor Happ asked Harry for a coin. Harry originally wanted to take out the copper Knut, but he accidentally saw this in the corner of his pocket. After asking and knowing that it would not affect him, Harry gave the silver coin to the professor and asked him to cast a spell.

At that time, the professor said to him, "I can't watch your progress every day, so let's make an agreement. Before it turns into a dazzling gold, you can't use Apparition outside the Room of Requirement."

Back in the common room, they saw the twins transforming a table.

It was a lion with dull eyes, ginger fur on its body was limp, and its face looked like it had been punched. Harry thought the twins must have referred to the image of Hermione's pet Crookshanks.

"It still doesn't work!" Lee Jordan pinched the lion's drooping ears and said dejectedly.

"You have to make a choice," Fred said, "At least it can move, right?"

"I don't want to ride this thing out. People will definitely laugh to death!" Lee Jordan said fearfully.

Harry asked Seamus, who was watching attentively, "What are they doing?"

Seamus said enthusiastically, "They want to make a lion mount, exclusive to Gryffindor. They tried the Transfiguration spell, but it didn't work very well..."

Harry couldn't help but think of the Slytherin girl who rode a big snake and showed off in the corridor. Although she was later put in detention by Professor McGonagall, her name became known all of a sudden.

Many people secretly envied and wanted to make something similar.

"Bang!"

"I still don't understand why Dumbledore didn't cancel the Divination class?" Hermione stared at the lions conjured by the twins seriously for a long time, then turned to look at Harry and Ron and said.

In the magic text tutorial in the evening, Professor Hepp gave more information -

"Because this branch of magic was indeed glorious, and it is indeed useful." Felix explained.

"But, Trelawney, she--"

"I don't know what Dumbledore was thinking back then, and I haven't seen a real prophecy, but... Sybil's ancestor Cassandra Trelawney has been proven to have a talent for divination. She is called 'the one who can see the future.'"

Hermione stared, watching Professor Happ's fingers brush the air in front of her eyes. The golden smoke in the air condensed into a piece of paper, and the words on it gleamed. It was a self-narration:

"I can see vague shadows on a person, more secretive than ghosts - they don't always appear, and most of the time they have no effect, until a certain moment, when they change into a picture, and then I see the future... I once saw an endless black tide on a dark wizard, and two months later, he planned a massacre... I blame myself deeply for this, and my third eye may become a burden..."

Hermione stared blankly at the golden paper, swaying lightly in the air, and she said softly: "This is..."

"It's a letter that Cassandra Trelawney sent to her friend. I got it by chance after a hundred years." Felix said, "Cassandra didn't live long. Maybe that's why her talent didn't make her happy. A few years before her death, she was away from her family and lived in seclusion."

"So, do you think Professor Trelawney inherited the talent of her ancestors?"

"I guess it's a partial inheritance, judging from her daily performance."

Hermione sighed, she found that she didn't hate Sybill Trelawney so much.

After staying quiet for a while, she patted her face and cheered up again, "Professor, should I continue to practice illumination today?"

"Yes, after all, this is the first ancient magic I plan to teach in the club, so I still have to be cautious. In the whole Hogwarts, only you have mastered all the runes required for this magic."

Hermione nodded, she took a deep breath, and runes appeared in front of her. These magic symbols are centered on "light", constantly piecing together and converging, just like completing a puzzle.

Light bloomed at the fingertips, the milky white light was gentle and not dazzling. Hermione carefully controlled the magic, her magic power poured out uncontrollably... She

must not be controlled by magic, "Oh, still not working--" A piece of light on Hermione's hand shattered, she said a little discouraged: "My magic power can't even try a few times, I can do it in the Thinking Hut."

Felix smiled: "You learn very fast, I expect you will be able to master it before the end of the Easter holiday."

Hermione wiped the sweat off her face and saw the Marauder's Map on the workbench. She couldn't help asking: "Professor, hasn't that dark wizard appeared yet?"

"Yeah," Felix was also a little helpless, "It's worthy of being a mouse. All we can do is wait."

After a long time, "Professor," Hermione bit her lip and said with a tangled expression: "Can the Fidelius Charm be broken?"

Felix stared into her eyes: "Miss Granger...what did you guess?"

"Oh, me," Hermione pursed her lips and said tremblingly, "Sirius Black was imprisoned in Azkaban for committing a shameful murder, and he was a loyal spy of the You-Know-Who, and he betrayed Harry's parents!"

"If I'm not mistaken, you have another 'but'." Felix looked at her calmly.

"But this doesn't make sense! Even if Black hated Ron's rats more, such as the infighting among the Death Eaters, or personal grudges, he would not let Harry go. I thought of a possibility and checked the information privately, but the Fidelius Charm cannot be broken by external forces..."

Felix was silent for a moment, and said in a deep voice: "Miss Granger, if... I mean if, things change unexpectedly, and you meet him - Sirius Black, Granger, you can trust him, especially when Harry is in danger!"