The first classes of third year were Divination and Arithmancy.
Tris had chosen neither, so after his morning workout, he went straight to the library to read. He only headed to the Transfiguration classroom when the second lesson was about to begin.
Just as he reached the door, he saw Hermione striding toward him with a dark expression, followed by Harry and Ron, who looked equally unhappy.
"What happened to you lot?" Tris asked, puzzled.
"I can't believe Hogwarts actually offers a subject this unrigorous!" At the sight of Tris, Hermione seemed to have found an outlet for her frustration and spoke loudly.
"Wait, wait..." Tris hurriedly raised a hand to interrupt her complaints. "Can one of you tell me what happened first?"
"It was Professor Trelawney," Harry said, spreading his hands. "She said in class today that Hermione has no talent for Divination and would only be wasting her time in her lessons."
Tris nodded. He knew about Trelawney. She had been quite an eccentric character in the films, though she apparently did have the ability to make prophecies. She just couldn't control it.
Most of the time, she was simply a fraud coasting through life.
Tris didn't know whether Hermione had any talent for Divination. He only knew that she had dropped the subject partway through, making it the first class she ever quit.
"What about you two?" Tris looked at Harry and Ron, whose expressions were just as sour. "You wouldn't care about having no talent for Divination, would you?
"Though, come to think of it, Ron, you seemed pretty convinced you had a gift back when we were in front of the Mirror of Erised."
"That was ages ago. Why bring it up now?" Ron rubbed his nose sheepishly and changed the subject. "Harry and I