Sirius had no objections, and Dumbledore continued his preparations.
At this point, only Harry Potter himself had no idea what was about to happen.
Voldemort knew, the Death Eaters knew; Dumbledore knew, and so did the Order of the Phoenix.
Yet the students from the other two schools who would participate in next year's Triwizard Tournament knew nothing about what was coming. Especially since the long-dormant Triwizard Tournament had already had its champion decided amid the contest between the wizarding world's two opposing factions. Who knew what they would think if they found out?
"They'd probably break down."
"Who would break down?"
Yinsen glanced at Hermione, who had suddenly appeared beside him. This was a Divination class, and Yinsen had little interest in it. Most of the time, he found a corner and quietly muddled through the lesson.
His grades were consistently terrible anyway, so the professor would not single him out—especially after noticing that he had no interest in the subject. More importantly, Professor Trelawney, who taught Divination, could vaguely sense Yinsen's identity, even though Dumbledore had never told her about it.
So unless something unusual happened, that occasionally eccentric Divination professor would not disturb Yinsen.
Since Illya had not chosen Divination, Gryffindor students normally would not take the initiative to sit beside him. Although Slytherin no longer openly hated him, Yinsen had not made any friends there either. Most Slytherins in his year were descendants of Pure-blood Wizards who ran in Malfoy's circle.
But there were exceptions, such as Hermione, the model student who refused to let any elective course slip past her. With the Time-Turner, that cheating tool, she often appeared "out of nowhere," much to Harry and Ron's repeated displeasure.
Later, after she noticed that Yinsen often hid alone in a corner, she began choosing to