Chapter 63 predicts that

if time could go back, Mu Yu would never choose divination class. She has not had the slightest interest in divination since she was a child. Just as she once said to the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest, being trapped in divination is the real stupidity.

At that time, she just wanted to choose a class that was easy to fool around with. After all, there were too many things to do. She should choose to protect magical creatures with Daphne, and at least be able to breathe fresh outdoor air, instead of sitting in this small, stuffy attic with a disgusting smell in front of her.

Coupled with the fact that she saw Theodore Nott's evasive look as soon as she came in, her mood became even worse. She didn't care about Theodore Nott's opinion, but his behavior was unreasonably reminiscent of old Nott's brainlessness, which was really a headache.

She listened impatiently to the few mysterious prophecies that Professor Trelawney dropped at the beginning. Whether it was Neville's grandmother or the February flu, they all seemed ridiculous to her. As for one person always leaving after Easter, it's all a matter of probability. What does leaving mean and where does it come from? There are so many things that can happen from now to Easter. As long as any one of them meets the criteria for leaving, then her predictions won't all come true.

She is picking thorns here, and He, who is sitting next to her, Min seemed to have the same idea as hers, flipping through the book "Dispelling the Fog" in his hand to look at the future with disgust.

They need to take a teacup from the shelf, fill it with tea, drink until only the tea leaves are left, and then exchange the cups for each other to interpret. Mu Yu and Hermione had a tacit understanding for the first time, and they both saw the carelessness in each other's eyes.

They drank the scalding tea slowly, and it was really good tea.

"To be honest, interpreting any hexagram requires talent. Besides, the so-called predictions are only inferences about the future based on the current environment. And the environment can change at any time." Mu Yu took the last sip of tea and shook the tea leaves casually. Slag whispered to Hermione.

Hermione was very happy that there was finally someone who had the same opinion as her: "The divination class made no sense at all. Look at what she said, not relying on books, relying on the third eye, it's sheer nonsense."

Mu Yu did not talk to her about the third eye. When there was an argument at one point, she just smiled gently and handed the tea cup to Hermione: "Let's just show it off."

The third eye does exist. No matter in the east or in the west, there have always been many capable people who can decipher the secrets of the sky, but among them Definitely not including Trelawney.

Ahead of them Harry and Ron were already reading each other's tea leaves. Ron said to Harry in confusion: "You will suffer, but you will be very happy." Mu Yu suppressed a smile and looked at Hermione's tea cup.

"Well, it looks like a sword, which means you will always stick to justice. There are a bunch of crooked crosses next to it, and your road will be full of thorns." Mu Yu said to Hermione in a joking tone. She didn't lie to Hermione. Their paths are destined to diverge.

Hermione also commented on Mu Yu's teacup in an extremely exaggerated tone: "I really can't see what this pile of tea leaves is. It doesn't look like anything..."

Professor Trelawney was obviously extremely dissatisfied with their attitude, and she left Come over and pick up the teacup in Hermione's hand: "Honey, let me see."

She turned the teacup counterclockwise three times, but screamed the next second she saw the teacup. There was a clang and Neville's teacup broke again. The whole classroom was suddenly silent.

She pointed at Mu Yu tremblingly: "Child, kid, I, should I tell you?"

Hermione said directly: "Just tell me what you have to say." Ron turned to look at Hermione in surprise. This was Hermione again. The first time I publicly contradicted my teacher.

Trelawney didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in Hermione's tone. She closed her eyes and trembled all over. At this time, everyone else looked at her uneasily.

"It's very, very bad, poor child, your future is dark."

The centaur named Firenze also said the same thing. Mu Yu became interested in the divination professor who seemed to be chattering away. She was not angry or panicked, but continued to ask softly in her usual gentle tone: "What kind of darkness is it?"

Hermione pulled Mu Yu pulled her sleeve to signal her not to believe Trelawney's lies, but Mu Yu stared at Professor Trelawney intently. Her concentration clearly pleased Trelawny. Trelawney's voice became even more ethereal: "Nothingness, I only see nothingness in your tea leaves. You come from nothingness, and you can only go to nothingness."

"Professor, what does nothingness mean?" Another Gryffindor girl Lavender Brown asked curiously.

"Oh, don't ask, it's a terrible thing, something more terrible than death." She shook even harder.

Countless sympathetic eyes focused on Mu Yu. Theodore Nott glanced at her quickly and then lowered his head.

The center of her eyebrows jumped. Professor Trelawney had already picked up Harry's teacup again, and she let out another scream. Hermione said almost angrily, "What's wrong?"

"Ominous, I saw ominous." She said to Harry with a sad face, "Ominous means death."

The whole class was silent.

Mu Yu just turned the ring on his hand with some boredom. Tom had to kill Harry himself. All he needed next year was a careful plan. No matter how careful Dumbledore was, Harry's death would be inevitable. There is nothing worth predicting.

"So we have two people here. One is going to die, and the other is going to face something, a nothingness more terrifying than death." Hermione said loudly, "What a misfortune."

"That's it for today's class." Professor Trelawney had already Completely ignoring Hermione.

Everyone walked out of the classroom without saying a word, and Harry felt as if his heart was as heavy as lead. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt as if his scar was hurting again. On the contrary, the other party involved, Mu Yu, looked unconcerned, as calm as if she was not the one who was prophesied.

They were heading to Transfiguration from the tower where the Divination classroom was. Hermione pulled Mu Yu: "Yu, you won't believe that old liar's lies."

Mu Yu played with the jade pendant around his waist over and over again: "No one can define whether you are ominous or nihilistic except yourself. Prophecy. It may only offer one possible path, but the choice is yours. It would be foolish to dwell on the prophecy. "

Her last words were not meant for Hermione.

Harry, who was walking aside, suddenly felt a little more cheerful.

Mu Yu saw Daphne, and she went over to sit with Daphne. Daphne hurriedly asked Mu Yu in a low voice before going to class: "How was the divination class?"

She turned over the intermediate transfiguration spell in her hand: "It's boring."

"I told you, the divination class is the most worthless. A class." Daphne suddenly fell silent when Professor McGonagall entered the classroom.

For the first time, Professor McGonagall's transformation was not met with applause.

"What's wrong with you today? For the first time, no one applauded my Transfiguration."

Hermione raised her hand: "We just had a Divination class."

"Needless to say, Miss Granger," Professor McGonagall simply said Simply put, "Who is going to die this year?"

Everyone looked at Professor McGonagall in surprise, how did she know the content of Trelawney's prophecy?

"Me." Harry muttered.

"She also said that Yu would go to something void, something more terrifying than death." Lavender Brown couldn't help but add.

"Oh, then she has some innovations this year." Professor McGonagall said coldly with disdain, "Since Sybill Trelawney came to teach at Hogwarts, predicting a person's death has become her way of welcoming students. Method. This year she predicted two people, which really surprised me. Divination is a subject that relies on talent, and there are very few real prophets. If it weren't for me, I never speak ill of my colleagues..."

The tip of her nose turned a little white." Potter, I think you are very healthy. As for Miss Mu, I think the thing more terrible than death is that you didn't finish your homework in Transfiguration. Believe me, that will definitely be a hundred times more painful than death. Of course, if any of you die, I promise you won't have to turn in your homework."

Daphne was holding back her laughter, while Hermione laughed out loud.

Daphne patted Mu Yu on the way to the auditorium for lunch after class: "Yu, don't pay attention to the nonsense of that old madman Trelawney."

She cared more about other things than the divination class. Looking at Theodore Nott who was speeding past them, she poked Mu Yu and said, "Theodore hasn't been quite right since the beginning of school. I remember that last semester he was..."

There wasn't much in Mu Yu's expression when she noticed that he was... When she was touched, she sighed and pulled her to a corner: "Yu, I shouldn't have said this in the first place." As she said this, she blushed and couldn't say any more, "I can see it, he , he..."

Mu Yu never makes people embarrassed, even if she is ignorant about this aspect, she still understands some of Daphne's meaning. She grabbed Daphne and led her to the auditorium, but her face was very gentle: "Xiao Di, I understand, no need to say it, I know it myself."

She knew what she could know.

Daphne seemed to suddenly understand. The blush on her face faded away instantly. She held her hand tightly and never said another word.

The hand was not particularly warm, but it was very strong. It was the first time that Mu Yu wanted to break away from someone. She has never experienced friendship between girls, and no peers have reached out to her.

All she got was beatings, scolding, teasing, and then books, stones, and even scissors being thrown at her, and then only dealings with interests.

Daphne's vague comfort felt more like shame to her, not only showing meaningless sympathy, but also reminding her of that past over and over again.

Fortunately, Daphne took the initiative to let go when she walked to the dining table and sat down. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, not wanting to get into a fight with her daughter when Albert Greengrass was needed.

It's best not to do this again.