Hermione was about to say something, but Douglas interrupted her.
"Miss Brown, may I ask under what circumstances Professor Trelawney made that prediction for you?"
"Er!"
No one quite understood what Douglas meant, and Hermione also looked at him in puzzlement.
Although Lavender did not understand, she thought for a moment before saying:
"When we first started Divination, Professor Trelawney asked me to bring her my cup, then casually said that the thing I dreaded most would happen on Friday, October sixteenth."
Douglas nodded at this, then said with a regretful expression:
"I'm afraid you guessed wrong, Miss Brown. What upsets you today isn't the news that your rabbit died, but the two-foot-long assignment I'm about to give you because your performance in this lesson has been so poor... Of course, everyone else still has a minimum of ten inches."
Hearing Douglas's words, the students all looked at Lavender sympathetically.
Lavender froze at the news, then suddenly seemed to choke on her own saliva and began coughing uncontrollably.
Douglas shrugged and said:
"Clearly, this upsets you more."
Hermione suddenly thrust her hand high into the air. After Douglas gave her permission to speak, she asked in puzzlement:
"But Professor, Professor McGonagall said before that Divination was the least rigorous branch of magic, and that true Seers were very rare. She seemed to think Professor Trelawney...
"Besides, she predicted that Harry would die this term, and obviously, we know that isn't going to happen..."
After speaking, Hermione looked cautiously at Douglas.
Ron excitedly patted Harry on the shoulder and said:
"Professor, Harry's clearly in very good health!"
At this point, whether they believed Trelawney or not, all the students looked at Douglas, wanting to hear what this professor thought. After all, she had predicted his nephew's death.
The corner of Douglas's