"What are you looking at?" Hermione had finished eating.
"Nothing. Just admiring my beautiful face and wiping a smudge off the mirror." As she spoke, Harley straightened her hair and tilted her face toward the mirror.
Hermione gave Harley a once-over. A blush suddenly crossed her face, and she hurriedly stood up.
"I know you're beautiful, so stop admiring yourself and let's go!"
"We'll go to the library to read first, then head to class at eight thirty."
The Divination Classroom was at the top of the North Tower. Even from the library, it would take at least eight minutes to get there.
After leaving the library, the two of them took a shortcut and soon reached a small landing.
All the third-year Gryffindor and Hufflepuff students who had chosen the class were waiting there.
There were a lot of them. Almost every student had signed up for it, after all. Professor Trelawney had a "very good" reputation among the students.
Who didn't like an easy class where it was simple to get high marks?
The classroom door was in the ceiling, and it hadn't opened yet, so everyone could only stand around waiting.
"Professor Sybill Trelawney, Professor of Divination."
Hermione read the words on the brass plaque beside the round Trapdoor, then furrowed her brow and thought hard.
"Trelawney... I remember a Seer in A History of Magic named Cassandra Trelawney."
"Do you think Professor Sybill Trelawney is related to her?"
"Maybe. There aren't many people in the Wizarding World with the Trelawney surname," Harley replied casually.
When the students nearby heard them talking, their previously cheerful faces grew serious. They felt more anticipation and awe than ever toward the Divination professor they had yet to meet.
The older students had said this was a doss class, but