"I really can't believe that I missed the Happiness Incantation class," Hermione said in annoyance. "I bet it'll be in the exam. Professor Flitwick just hinted that it's possible …"
"If you need, I can help you practice the incantation," Elwyn said hurriedly.
"Thank you, Elwyn." Hermione put her bag on her shoulder and let out a long sigh. She looked very depressed. "You've already helped me a lot. Without you, I really don't know what I'd do. I really want to practice the incantation, but I don't have the time. It's hard to imagine that I'll waste the whole afternoon in divination class, staring blankly at a crystal ball … "
A week ago, the third-year divination class had already progressed to crystal ball divination.
Elwyn could very well understand Hermione's current feelings. For most wizards without the talent of divination, it was impossible for them to see anything from the crystal ball.
Just as Hermione said, they were completely wasting their time there.
After all, the talent of divination was extremely rare. It was very important to have bloodlines and inheritance.
To put it simply, if there was no prophet among your ancestors, then you would not get anything useful from divination.
At least, among the little wizards that Elwyn knew, no one had this talent.
Considering Hermione's current course pressure, if she chose to give up the divination class, Elwyn would definitely raise both hands in approval. He comforted her a little more. A few minutes later, Hermione went to the divination class. It seemed that she was about to reach her limit.
In her current consciousness, Professor Trelawney was a liar.
And she had to listen to Professor Trelawney's nonsense for an entire afternoon. This was completely unbearable.
Therefore, during dinner, Elwyn was not surprised to hear the other third-year Gryffindor students discussing Hermione's departure from the divination class.
"As usual, Professor Trelawney was predicting that something bad would happen to Harry." Ron scooped himself a big spoonful of mashed potatoes and explained the whole incident to the others. He wrinkled his nose and said exaggeratedly, "Hermione suddenly interrupted her. Professor Trelawney said that Hermione did not possess the qualities required for the noble art of divination. She said that she had never met a student with such a worldly mind. Do you know what Hermione did?"
The first and second years all shook their heads, curiosity written all over their faces.
"She was silent for two or three seconds, then suddenly stood up." Ron tried his best to imitate Hermione's tone. "She directly told Professor Trelawney that she was giving up and that she was leaving. Then, she left the divination class under the surprised gaze of the whole class. She was really brave. Was I frightened by her at that time? I dare say that Professor Trelawney must have been frightened. She stood there tightly pulling on her cloak, breathing heavily, like … "
"Come on, Ron. Professor Trelawney predicted this a long time ago. She predicted her departure. Remember our first class?" Lavender, who was sitting across the long table, interrupted Ron. "Around Easter, one of us will leave us forever. She has already said this, hasn't she? "
"In a sense, she does know everything." Ron waved his hand, unhappy with Lavender's interruption. He added disdainfully, "As long as it's about something unfortunate …"
"This is the charm of divination. Predicting future danger and then avoiding it, isn't it?" Lavender whispered, trying to convince Ron.
The two of them continued their discussion on this topic. Elwyn asked Harry, who was sitting beside him, about Hermione's whereabouts.
"I don't know. She might have returned to the common room. Leaving directly from class, this incident must have been a huge blow to Hermione. " Harry said uneasily, "We'd better look for Hermione. I dare say that she must be very sad now …"
Before Harry could finish his sentence, he stopped.
Hermione was walking into the auditorium from outside. She did not look sad at all. Instead, she was very happy. Her face was full of smiles as she sat in the seat that Elwyn and Harry had vacated for her.
Because of what had happened in the divination class, almost half of the students at the table turned to look at her, hoping to know what would happen next.
"Are you alright, Hermione?" Elwyn asked tentatively.
"I'm fine, Elwyn." Hermione looked very happy. "I've never felt better since the beginning of the semester. Think about it, I can finally get rid of Professor Trelawney and the meaningless divination class. I can use my precious time for other things. "
"But you left the class directly. This has never happened before." Ron's attention shifted from Lavender to Hermione. He asked curiously, "I mean, what would Professor Meg say about you giving up the divination class?"
"Thank you for your concern. I just came back from Professor Meg's." Hermione took out her class schedule and used her wand to remove the divination class from it. She replied casually, "She was very supportive of my decision. From today onwards, I don't have to waste my time in divination class anymore. If you want to give up, you can say it at any time. You don't have to worry about what Professor Meg will say. "
"That's because of you," Ron muttered softly. "If I gave up divination class like you did, Professor Meg would definitely scold me harshly and ask me to apologize to Professor Trelawney. Then, I'll write a letter to tell my mother about it …"
Hermione could more or less relax by giving up divination class.
Although she didn't attend divination classes anymore, she still attended more classes than anyone else. However, she was in a very good state of mind.
Compared to before, she was now smiling all day and full of motivation. She didn't seem to feel the pressure from her studies at all.
To Hermione, learning was a happy thing. However, the others weren't so optimistic. This Easter holiday wasn't really relaxing. As the school year's exams were approaching, there was more and more homework for Year Two.
In Corin's words, he had never seen so much homework.
In fact, it wasn't just Year Two. All the little wizards in the school were spending all their time on learning. They spent more and more time in the common room and library. Someone as fragile as Neville was on the verge of a nervous breakdown from the endless homework, and he wasn't the only one.
At noon on the last day of the Easter holiday, Elwyn had just walked into Gryffindor's common room when he heard Seamus Finnegan shouting in the corner.
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