Group Chat Notebook (Thanks to Wen Hong, Who Loves Black Paste Wine, for the Flowers, Thank You)

These past few days, Su Yu noticed that the Slytherin snakes had become quiet and spent Tenten clutching the Group Chat Notebook, especially after Su Yu added the Moments feature to it.

Students from many other colleges were also very envious, and countless people wanted to buy them, but Su Yu only gave a few extra copies to a few students from other colleges who were on good terms with them.

Sure enough, early this morning, Callis Selwyn Blaise was a really good person.

Callis: My lips were a little dry just now, Blaise said he had just put on lip balm, then he touched my lips with his own. He's so sweet, hee hee.

Daphne: Blaise, you...

Malfoy: That's called kissing!

Fa-jie: Malfoy, that's the new kind of harassment!

Callis: What if he really just wanted to moisturize my lips...?

Upon seeing the group chat, Blaise didn't want to stay on Earth for another second. Now everyone knew how he usually harassed other female classmates...

Astoria: Draco! Draco!

I miss you!

Could you bring me a cake when you come back from the Great Hall?

Malfoy: I don't believe it.

Say it three times

Astoria: Bring me a cake!

Bring me a cake!

Bring me a cake!

Malfoy:...

Astoria: Oh, oh

Miss you!

Miss you!

Miss you!

Daphne: You're not allowed to eat that!

Pansy: I ate it for you, you're welcome!

Blaise: Callis, what are you doing by the lake?

Callis: I'm reading a book.

Blaise: Oh? Really?

Can I watch it with you?

Callis: Don't you have any books yourself?

Why should I look at mine?

Blaise:?

Malfoy:?

Theodore:?

Su Yu:?

Blaise: Chief, please stop teasing me. I just feel that Callis is a really nice person. She comforted me until midnight yesterday when I was heartbroken!

Callis: No way! You're such a nice person, handsome and outstanding, of course lots of girls would like you, no need to be so sad.

Blaise: Would you be my girlfriend?

Callis: I was trying to give you some advice.

Don't repay kindness with enmity!

Late at night, Callis secretly drank red wine and got drunk.

Callis: I've loved, hated, suffered, and been hurt...

Hermione: I just haven't studied it.

Pansy: As long as I haven't gone hungry.

Blaise: I like you, visible only to you

Callis: You didn't even block me? That's so kind of you...

Did you forget to block me...?

You must have forgotten to block me, right...?

I'm begging you...

Su Yu: You two, that's enough! I didn't even add a blocking function!

Blaise: Callis, why didn't you send a good morning message this morning?

Callis: I sent it...

Blaise: Huh? I didn't receive it...

Callis: I didn't send you anything, what did you receive...?

Below is a bunch of 66666, Haha

It wasn't until Blaise met Kalis that Su Yu realized you can't judge a book by its cover. All that talk about perfect manners, proper etiquette, gentleness, and obedience was a lie. This female player was a perfect match for the male player Blaise. They flirted, teased, and sabotaged each other in the group chat every day.

Today is the first day of school at Hogwarts. The corridors of Hogwarts are filled with the smell of damp stones and candles. When Su Yu came out of the Slytherin Common Room, Kurama was still asleep on his shoulder.

Daphne remained as aloof and elegant as ever, her long, light golden hair flowing smoothly over her shoulders. Her school uniform was neat and exquisite, and she carried her Divination textbook. Seeing Su Yu approach, she nodded slightly and said calmly, "Su Yu, Divination is about to start. We need to get to the North Tower quickly; it's a bit hard to find. Don't be late."

Su Yu nodded in agreement. He only knew that the North Tower was located in a very remote area. The two walked side by side, their steps light as they passed through the castle corridors. Along the way, they encountered many students who were also heading to the North Tower, including Harry, Ron, and Hermione from Gryffindor.

Harry clutched his timetable, his face a mixture of curiosity and bewilderment at the unknown courses; Ron followed beside him, occasionally complaining about the winding stairs, his face full of impatience; Hermione, on the other hand, carried a thick textbook, walking briskly, having already flipped through the Divination textbook beforehand, fully prepared for class. Their eyes met, and Su Yu nodded slightly to Harry and Hermione, who rushed into his arms. The group then headed together towards the North Tower.

The journey to the North Tower was much longer than expected. They climbed one spiral staircase after another, bypassed several talking and moving portraits, and took the wrong turn several times before finally finding the right way with the guidance of Sir Cadogan's portrait.

Sir Cadogan, clad in heavy armor and riding a short, stout pony, led the way with enthusiasm and recklessness, the armor clanging against each other as he shouted rousing slogans. The group followed behind, Harry and Ron panting as they climbed the last flight of stairs and finally reached the top of the North Tower.

There was no wooden door like in a typical classroom, only a round Trapdoor embedded in the ceiling. A brass plaque hung on the Trapdoor, with the words "Professor Trelawney Sybill Trelawney, Divination Classroom" written in cursive script.

As soon as everyone stood still, the Trapdoor slowly opened, and a silver ladder descended down, landing right at their Trapdoor. A rich, sweet aroma wafted down the ladder, mixed with a faint smell of smoke, lingering around their noses.

"Let's go up," Hermione said first, stepping onto the ladder.

The moment they climbed the ladder and stepped into the Divination Classroom, the little ones couldn't help but be stunned. This classroom didn't resemble a traditional magic class at all; it was more like a cozy yet eerie attic teahouse. The room was densely packed with more than twenty small round tables, surrounded by soft printed fabric armchairs and puffy futons. Stepping on the thick carpet, even the sound of footsteps was completely absorbed.

The entire classroom was bathed in a hazy red light, all the curtains were tightly drawn, and the oil lamps were wrapped in deep red scarves. The fire in the fireplace was burning brightly, and the warmth wafted out, instantly warming the slightly cool body. Above the fireplace, a copper teapot bubbled and brewed tea, and the sweet aroma emanated from the teapot, filling every corner of the classroom.

The walls of the classroom were covered with shelves stacked upon shelves, on which countless items were haphazardly arranged: dusty quill pens, burnt-out candle stubs, decks of worn-out playing cards, crystal balls, and piles of teacups of various styles, making it look both mysterious and somewhat messy.

The students entered the classroom one after another and found their seats. Su Yu and Daphne Hermione chose a small round table by the window and sat opposite each other, placing their textbooks on the table. Harry and Ron sat at another table not far from them.

Hermione couldn't wait to open her textbook as soon as she sat down and began to study diligently, while Ron looked around curiously. Harry, looking at the strange arrangement of the classroom, felt a vague unease in his heart.

Not long after, a soft, ethereal voice rang out from the shadows of the classroom. The voice was gentle and melodious, almost dreamlike, and it made one's mind wander. "Welcome, my dear children, welcome to the world of Divination."

Everyone turned to look, and saw Professor Trelawney slowly emerge from the shadows.

She was extremely thin, wearing a light shawl adorned with sequins, and countless beaded necklaces hung from her long neck. Her arms and wrists were covered with various bracelets and rings, which made a soft rustling sound with her movements.

What's most striking is her oversized glasses, which magnify her eyes several times over, making them look like the compound eyes of an insect. Her gaze is empty and mysterious, as if she can see through all the past and future of the world.

Professor Trelawney walked to the armchair by the fireplace and sat down, elegantly adjusting her shawl. Her gaze slowly swept over each student in the classroom, her voice still ethereal. "I am Sybill Trelawney, your Divination professor. As you probably know, I rarely descend the mountain to the bustling castle campus, for the noise of the world obscures my Third Eye."

She paused, then continued, her tone shrouded in mystery. "Divination is the most profound and mysterious of all magical arts. It doesn't rely on rigid incantations or precise magical manipulation; rather, it requires innate talent and insight. Book knowledge is merely a guiding Fire Fly. Without the talent to see the future, even if one studies all the theories, one will ultimately fail to grasp the true essence of Divination."

Hermione frowned instantly at these words. She had always firmly believed in the importance of book knowledge and clearly disagreed with Professor Trelawney's dismissive attitude towards theory, but she still patiently continued to listen.

Ron and Harry exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of disdain in each other's eyes. Su Yu remained calm, listening quietly to her boasting. In front of the true master of Prophecy, Grindelwald, she acted like a clown, even less impressive than Centaur.

"This year, we will start with the most basics of Divination. In the first semester, we will focus on tea Divination, and in the summer semester, we will gradually explore more advanced topics such as crystal balls and fire omens." Professor Trelawney's gaze suddenly fell on Neville.

Professor Trelawney paced slowly around the classroom, stopping in front of Neville, who was sitting next to Ron. Neville's round face wore a look of bewilderment, as if asking, "Why did I choose this course?" Professor Trelawney stared at his palms for a long while, and Neville's face began to turn pale.

"How is your grandma?" she asked.

Neville paused for a moment. "I think... it's fine."

"If I were you, I wouldn't be so sure," Professor Trelawney said, turning and walking away. Neville's face paled even more, Ron patted him on the shoulder.

She walked up to Lavender Brown. Lavender was sitting next to Parvati, and both of them craned their necks, waiting to be called. Professor Trelawney took Lavender's hand, turned it over to look at it, and then released it, saying in a heavy tone, "What you fear will happen on October 16th." Lavender's mouth opened, and her eyes widened. Parvati quickly grabbed her hand.

She walked up to Parvati Patil and took her hand. "Beware of red-haired men." Parvati glanced at Ron and moved her chair aside; Ron was looking down at his palm and didn't notice.

Professor Trelawney walked to Su Yu's desk. She stopped, looked at Su Yu, and then at Kurama, who was squatting on the desk. Kurama raised his head, his amber eyes fixed on her. Professor Trelawney took Su Yu's hand, turned it over, and stared at his palm for several seconds. Her eyes behind her glasses seemed magnified several times, but her expression was unreadable.

"Your life path..." She paused, her voice lowering, almost uncontrollably muttering to herself, "Very unusual. I saw three branches of death, one in flames, one in the light, and one in... I don't know what that was; it doesn't belong to this world."

Su Yu didn't speak, but Kurama's ears perked up.

Professor Trelawney released Su Yu's hand, glanced at Kurama, Kurama was also looking at her. They stared at each other for a few seconds, then Professor Trelawney nodded slightly, turned, and left.

Kurama snorted. "She didn't see anything." Yousu Yu could hear her voice.

Su Yu didn't reply.

Daphne and Hermione looked at Su Yu with concern. Su Yu squeezed the two girls' hands, indicating that everything was alright. She said that if even one out of ten of her Prophecy came true, it would be considered good.

These dangerous remarks caused some panic among the students, but Professor Trelawney seemed oblivious to their unease and continued calmly, "By the way, I have a premonition that in February, our classes will be interrupted due to a sudden and severe flu outbreak, and around Easter, one of our students will leave us forever."

As soon as those words were spoken, the classroom fell into an instant silence. All the students looked tense, and the previously relaxed classroom atmosphere instantly became heavy. Everyone looked at each other, a sense of unease rising in their hearts. Professor Trelawney, however, seemed completely oblivious, maintaining her enigmatic demeanor.

"Now, let's begin today's lesson." Professor Trelawney raised her hand and softly instructed, "Everyone, pair up and take a teacup from that shelf over there. Come to me one by one, and I will pour you some hot tea. What you need to do is drink the tea completely, leaving only the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup. Hold the teacup with your left hand, gently swirl the tea leaves three times, then invert the cup onto the tray. Once the last drop of tea has drained, hand the cup to your partner and, referring to the illustrations in the textbook, decipher the patterns on the tea leaves."

As soon as the words were spoken, the students immediately began to form groups. Su Yu and Daphne were in one group, while Hermione had no intention of participating at all. Helpless, the two of them got up and went to the shelf, each taking a clean white teacup. They also got one for Hermione and pulled Hermione to line up in front of Professor Trelawney. The professor picked up the copper kettle and poured steaming hot tea into the cups. The tea, carrying a rich aroma, swirled gently in the cups.

On the other side, Harry and Ron, as a pair, poured their tea and returned to their seats. The classroom instantly fell silent, with only the soft sounds of drinking tea and the gentle tapping of teacups on the tray.

Su Yu picked up the teacup, took a small sip, and savored the sweetness of the tea on his tongue. He drank slowly, quickly finishing the tea and leaving only the tea leaves at the bottom. As instructed by Professor Trelawney, he held the teacup with his left hand, gently swirled it three times, and then inverted it onto the tray in front of him, watching the tea slowly drain down the sides of the cup.

Daphne and Hermione moved with equal grace and composure, each step precise and flawless, without the slightest sign of panic.

After draining the tea, the group exchanged teacups. The two girls then opened their copies of "Unfogging the Future" and carefully examined the tea leaves at the bottom of their cups, comparing them to the illustrations in the textbook.

Hermione held Daphne's teacup, gently swirling it as she intently watched the tea leaves gathered at the bottom. The leaves had created fine yet continuous patterns on the cup's surface. Referring to the illustration in her textbook, she softly said, "These patterns resemble stars, representing good luck and inspiration. The smooth, flowing lines beside them signify that things will go smoothly recently, without too many setbacks."

Daphne nodded slightly, and then both women looked at Su Yu's teacup, carefully examining the shape of the tea leaves. She calmly explained, "The patterns on your tea leaves resemble a shield, meaning you'll be accompanied by protective power, able to avoid unnecessary trouble. The fine lines around them represent that this semester will finally be free of those terrible things."

Su Yu almost laughed. This? Doesn't your Britain Empire know when it even started producing tea? This is supposed to be tea Divination? Using tea from the East University for Divination? He might as well just throw in two tortoise shells...

Meanwhile, Harry and Ron, not far away, seemed rather flustered. Ron gulped down his tea, swirled the tea leaves as instructed, and after exchanging cups with Harry, stared blankly at the damp tea leaves at the bottom of his cup. "What pattern is there? It's just a bunch of messy tea leaves!"

Harry frowned, staring at Ron's teacup for a long time before barely making out a vague outline. "It looks like the shape of a cross. The textbook says it represents hardship and suffering, and next to it is something like the sun, symbolizing great joy."

"Happiness amidst hardship? This Divination is too strange." Ron couldn't help but mutter to himself, looking at Harry's teacup in the textbook, saying it looked like a top hat one moment and an acorn the next, interpreting it all in a jumbled mess. The two of them couldn't help but chuckle softly, but they were afraid of being discovered by Professor Trelawney, so they could only suppress their laughter.

Just then, Professor Trelawney slowly stood up and paced back and forth in the classroom, checking on each group of students. When she reached Neville, Neville fumbled and Teuchi a teacup. The sound of the shattering porcelain was particularly clear in the quiet classroom. Neville instantly blushed and stood awkwardly on the spot, at a loss for what to do.

"It's alright, child, we can just get another one." Professor Trelawney's voice remained gentle, but carried a hint of barely perceptible regret, as if she had already foreseen this scene.

She continued walking and soon reached Harry and Ron's table. When she saw the tea leaves in Harry's teacup, she stopped, picked up Harry's teacup, stared intently at the bottom of the cup, and slowly turned the cup, her expression gradually becoming serious.

"There are eagle markings here, my dear child, you have a mortal enemy," Professor Trelawney's voice rang out, her tone low and somber.

"It's no secret," Hermione couldn't help but speak up, her tone somewhat blunt. "Everyone knows that Harry's rival is You-Know-Who."

This was the first time Hermione had so bluntly contradicted the professor. Harry and Ron looked at her in surprise, while Professor Trelawney gave Hermione a cold glance, ignoring her rebuttal and continuing to swirl her teacup, her voice growing increasingly grave. "A big club means you'll be attacked, a skeleton, your path is fraught with danger..."

Suddenly, Professor Trelawney's hand froze, staring at the tea leaves at the bottom of the cup. She let out a short gasp, her hand trembling slightly, her face turning pale. She slowly put down the teacup, took a step back, and slumped into the armchair behind her, clutching her chest and looking at Harry with horrified eyes.

All the students in the classroom were drawn to this scene, stopping what they were doing and turning to look at them, instantly creating a tense atmosphere.

"Professor, what's wrong?" Dean Thomas couldn't help but ask, his voice tinged with apprehension.

Professor Trelawney slowly opened her eyes, her gaze empty and filled with terror. She stared at Harry and said, slowly and deliberately, "I saw Grim. It was that giant black dog wandering in the graveyard. It's a death omen, the worst possible omens!"

"Grim?" Harry's heart skipped a beat. The image of the large, dark dog he had seen on Magnolia Crescent before the start of the school year flashed through his mind. His heart pounded, and a chill ran through him. Even though the classroom was warm, he couldn't help but shiver.

The surrounding students all looked terrified. Lavender Brown covered his mouth in fright, his eyes filled with fear. Everyone looked at Harry with strange eyes, and the whispers were quiet and tense.

"I don't believe it. The patterns on tea leaves are just naturally formed and cannot represent any so-called omen of death. It's just baseless speculation." Hermione immediately stood up and firmly refuted the claim. She never believed in such unfounded Divination and disagreed with Professor Trelawney's prediction of such an ominous sign for Harry.

Professor Trelawney gave Hermione a cold look, her eyes filled with displeasure and contempt. "My dear child, the aura around you is too weak; you have no ability to perceive the future. You don't understand the true meaning of Divination, so don't dismiss it so easily."

"These patterns can be interpreted however you like. You say it's Grim, but from another perspective, it's just ordinary tea leaf patterns!" Hermione retorted firmly.

Harry watched the two arguing, then looked at the teacup on the table, feeling irritated and uneasy. He couldn't help but speak up, his tone slightly strained. "Alright, it's just a Divination, there's no need for this."

The atmosphere in the classroom was awkward and heavy. Professor Trelawney, pale and weak, slowly waved her hand, her voice weak and weary. "That's all for today's class. Everyone, please pack your things and leave the classroom in an orderly manner..."

Upon hearing this, the students began to pack up their textbooks and teacups, moving carefully and not daring to make a loud noise. Their gazes towards Harry still held a hint of evasion and pity. Harry suppressed his unease, finished packing his things, and Ron stayed by his side, whispering words of comfort.

Su Yu, Daphne, and Hermione had also packed their things. As the three of them stood up, Su Yu glanced at Harry, who looked uneasy, but didn't say much. He simply walked with Daphne toward the Trapdoor. Daphne remained calm throughout, seemingly unaffected by Professor Trelawney's Prophecy. She maintained a rational attitude towards the Divination, neither blindly believing nor excessively denying it.

The group climbed down the silver ladder from the North Tower and returned to the castle's corridor. A cool breeze swept over them, instantly dispelling the heat and oppression in the Divination Classroom.

Harry remained immersed in the Grim Prophecy, looking dejected, while Ron kept comforting him. Hermione, on the other hand, was still indignant, feeling that Professor Trelawney's remarks were baseless.

Su Yu and Daphne walked to one side, Daphne said softly, "Divination is something that depends on whether you believe in it or not. Professor Trelawney's Prophecy are mostly based on subjective assumptions, so there's no need to take them too seriously."

Su Yu nodded slightly, agreeing with her statement.

Just then, Isolde Rozier approached Su Yu, and judging from her expression, she seemed somewhat anxious.