HP Star Shining

Professor Trelawney came towards them, her dress rustling and her bracelets and anklets jingling.

"Would anyone like me to help interpret the vague signs in the crystal ball?" she murmured.

"I don't need help," Ron whispered. "This is a clear sign of heavy fog tonight."

Harry and Hermione both laughed out loud, and Su Xingchen almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

Why hadn't I realized Ron had a knack for comedy before? He's a perfect twin brother, right?

"Attention!" Professor Trelawney shouted, and everyone turned to look. "You are disrupting your clairvoyance."

Parvati and Lavender, both huge Professor Trelawney fans, looked at their table with disgust.

"There's something here." Professor Trelawney put her face close to the crystal ball on the table. It doubled in the lenses of her huge, heavy glasses. "Something's moving. What is it?"

Harry already knew what she was going to say.

He was willing to bet his entire fortune, including his Firebolt, that whatever it was, it was certainly not good news.

"My dear," Professor Trelawney whispered, looking up at Harry, "there it is, clearer than before, coming towards you, closer and closer... ominous."

"For God's sake," Hermione retorted, "please don't bring up that ridiculous omen again!"

Parvati and Lavender whispered to each other and glared at Hermione.

Professor Trelawney stood up and looked at Hermione with obvious anger. "I regret to say, my dear, from the first time you stepped into this classroom, I knew you did not possess the talent required for the noble art of Divination. In fact, I have never seen a student with such a mediocre and hopeless mind."

The whole class was silent.

"Okay." Hermione said suddenly, then stood up, closed the book "Seeing the Future Through the Mist" and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

"Okay," she said again, throwing her bag over her shoulder and nearly knocking Ron off his chair. "I give up. I'm leaving."

As the whole class stared in amazement, Hermione walked to the trapdoor and kicked it open. The thump thump thump sound of footsteps slowly faded away.

Warriors, Su Xingchen admires them from the bottom of his heart.

Professor Trelawney seemed to have forgotten the ominous news. She gasped, wrapped the colorful gauze tightly around her body, and turned away from Harry's table.

"Oh!" Lavender suddenly cried out, startling everyone. "Professor Trelawney, you foresaw Hermione's departure, didn't you? 'Around Easter, one of us will be gone forever,' you said it long ago, Professor!"

Lavender looked thrilled.

Professor Trelawney gave her a tearful smile.

"Yes, dear. I did know Miss Granger would leave, but one always hopes that one has misread the signs. Sometimes the third eye can be a burden... you know."

Parvati and Lavender looked so impressed that they moved so that Professor Trelawney could sit next to them.

Su Xingchen's jaw almost dropped. How could he wash like this?

She felt numb and tired after listening to the same clichés for more than half a year.

"Professor, I think you shouldn't always intimidate your students." She said faintly, with a careless and slow tone, as if it came from a distance, and her soft voice became ethereal, as if she was a different person.

"I see that everyone is doing well and having a happy summer vacation."

He's good at fooling people, just like everyone else.

By just changing the voice slightly, he can speak in a ghostly voice and scare these Westerners who have never seen the terrifying Chinese people.

Professor Trelawney stared at her blankly, her lips moving as if she were about to say something.

"Professor, what do you want to say? Is there something ominous happening around me?" Su Xingchen narrowed his eyes with an ambiguous smile on his face.

She is very feudal, especially after the incident last year.

Professor Trelawney flinched, but ultimately said nothing.

It seemed that Su Xingchen was displeased with her for contradicting the professor, and she received a cold stare from the ultimate little fan girl Lavender.

She doesn't care.

But, Lavender, Lavender... Su Xingchen suddenly thought, why did she feel as if Ron's first girlfriend was named this?

She glanced at Ron and quickly decided in her mind that if Ron really fell in love with this slightly neurotic Lavender, she would temporarily remove him from her friend list and call it a day when they broke up.

The Easter holiday arrived as scheduled, but this holiday was not an easy one. It was the holiday with the most homework in the history of the third grade.

Neville Longbottom was having a nervous breakdown, and he wasn't the only one.

"You call this a holiday?" Seamus Finnigan shouted in the common room. "We're not even close to the exams! What are they trying to do?"

Maybe they're worried that students will get bored and run around? So they assign more homework?

Su Xingchen raised his head to relax his neck, then lowered his head to do his homework.

My hands hurt. They're about to break from writing.

My eyes. They're so sore. I'm going blind.

The villain in Su Xingchen's heart was crying bitterly.

No one was busier than Hermione, though. Even without Divination, she still had more classes than anyone else.

The excessive workload meant that she was the last to leave the common room every day and the first to arrive at the library in the morning.

Ron took over the appeal for Buckbeak, and when he wasn't doing his homework he would bury himself in thick books like "The Handbook of Hippogriff Psychology" and "A Study of the Brutality of Hippogriffs".

The Gryffindor vs. Slytherin match is held on the first Saturday after the Easter holidays.

Slytherin was two hundred points ahead in the House Cup, which meant that the pressure of the match was almost entirely on Harry, as catching the Snitch would earn him one hundred and fifty points.

"So, you can only catch the Golden Snitch when we're ahead by more than 50 points." Wood kept saying to Harry, "Only after we're ahead by 50 points, Harry, otherwise we'll lose the game. Remember? You have to catch the Golden Snitch, but only when you're ahead..."

"I know, Oliver!" Harry was helpless.

So he could only complete his homework whenever he had time after Quidditch practice every day.

Gryffindor has not won the House Cup since the days of Ron's older brother, Richard Weasley, who served as Seeker.

All the Gryffindor students were concerned about the upcoming game, and even Su Xingchen was made nervous by the atmosphere.

To be honest, she really didn't know who would win or lose this game.

The hostility between Harry and Malfoy reached an all-time high.