The Dark Lord at Hogwarts is not too cold

(The plot officially enters the title part)

(In order to distinguish, the original Hermione is still 'Hermione', and the parallel world Hermione is 'Granger')

'Think about it...Granger, what you've seen' Hermione hid in the girls' washroom on the second floor, looking at the dial of the hourglass that had stopped, trying to remember as much as possible.

She was trying hard to search for the picture she saw when the second grade was struggling on the verge of death.

The incident was too sudden, causing Hermione's emotions to be too intense. She carefully recalled what happened with Gu Yi in her dream at that time, and a strange idea appeared in her heart:

Are those worldlines? !

Hermione gripped the dial tightly, her hands trembling uncontrollably, but fortunately, the wand was still there.

(At the same time, in the original world)

After Granger came out from an empty corner, he hid a dial in his collar. It was a metal thing.Something like a clock, with the hands replaced by a small, shiny hourglass.

There is a line of small characters printed on the surface of the hourglass:

I mark every inch of time, but never surpass the sun; my worth to you is measured by your purpose.

Then Granger ran to the auditorium excitedly, but did not see his friend.

Confused, she could only go to the north tower alone, and came to a platform panting.

"President Hermione?" Lavender and several witches greeted her, "Are you also going to the divination class?"

President?What president?Granger was stunned for two seconds, she knew Lavender, this guy was also Granger's roommate, but she had never seen her greet him so enthusiastically.

Granger, Lavender and others are almost in a weird state: you don't mess with me, I don't mess with you.

"Ah...ah? Yes" she hugged the book, her eyes dodged and she slowed down, deliberately walking behind Lavender, and quietly followed them to the North Tower.

Everything became strange, Granger shook his head, trying to lift some spirits.

She followed Lavender to a huge portrait of women in hoop skirts, behind which was a narrow winding staircase.

The classroom can be climbed through the silver ladder lowered by the brass sign. Of course, in Granger's mind, it is more like an old-fashioned attic.

"Morning~" "Good morning, President" "The spirit is so bad, you won't be with the little angel again last night, right?"

Granger panicked, she lowered her head and hurriedly found a seat, glanced at the expressions of the people around her, her heart suddenly thumped, and a bad emotion spread.

'No way, something went wrong the first time...' thought Granger.

After looking around, Granger only saw Harry, she sat down and asked in a low voice, "Where's Ron?"

"Ron? He seems to have gone to the Muggle Studies class." Harry was a little surprised, but moved his buttocks to the side with the futon, "I was the only one who signed up for the Divination class, and Neville was with Ron too."

"Wait... Didn't he also apply for divination..."

"Aha, President, you also know about this?" Harry was a little indignant, he fiddled with the playing cards on the table, "He also wanted to apply for divination class, but after I took it last semester, he suddenly took changed"

Because of the Chamber of Secrets in the second year, both Ron and Neville took the courses after they were in a coma.

Harry could only blame himself, though, as it was he who often told Ron about museums and the Muggle Wars, which aroused great interest for Ron and Neville.

According to Hermione's words: Muggle Studies is for students from wizarding families, and it carries a lot of subjective thoughts of the professor himself.

'President Hermione looks familiar to me today? ’ Harry shivered, ‘Did I do something wrong?right?no reason'

But before Granger could continue asking, a voice suddenly sounded from a dark corner of the classroom.

"Welcome~" The voice was vague and soft, "I didn't expect to find something from vulgar people in the material world today..."

Professor Trelawney wore a pair of large round glasses. She was thin and walked slowly to a table. After throwing something into the copper teapot, she turned to look at the students.

Not sure if it was an illusion, Granger thought that Professor Trelawney's gaze stayed on him for a while.

The rest of the class bore Granger a bit, especially when Professor Trelawney told Lavender that his 'worst fear would happen' prophecy.

See the future?This seemed unreasonable to Granger, and she couldn't help touching the pocket watch in her collar.

"My dear, you took the wrong teacup." Professor Trelawney calmly took the blue teacup as he passed by Granger's table, "Go and get a pink one...no, a red one."

"Why?" Granger frowned.

This meant that she had to boil a pot of water again, and make tea again.

"I don't know, intuition," the professor sounded nonchalant, just like he opened his mouth to tell Lavender and Parvati about the disaster before, "My third eye is a little sore...it's reminding me"

Granger took a few deep breaths, suppressed the irritability in his heart, and went to look for the cup on the teacup rack.

"No no no... not the red one, the other..."

While supporting Lavender to operate, Trelawney reminded Granger to choose the color. Granger's heart has now reached the breaking point.

She finally chose red at the behest of Trelawney.

Boil water, make tea, and under Sue Lee's Freezing Curse, Granger ignored the scalding tea, shook the teacup three times with his left hand, and put it upside down on the tray.

"You look weird today." Sue Li squeezed to her side, and opened "Picking Through the Fog to See the Future" to assist in the interpretation.

"I... Me?" Granger was a little unconfident, she didn't know Sue Lee well.

"I don't know... Maybe it's because you didn't take care of your hair today." Sue Lee stroked the other party's messy hair with his fingers, "Mandy said you got up early today, and you didn't even dress up well."

"Huh...I don't really care about this kind of thing" She tried not to stutter.

"Cyrus doesn't care, right?" Sue Lee gave her a funny look.

Cyrus?The wizards Granger met along the way today were all saying hello to her, and they mentioned the name many times, but... she was a little strange.

There was a series of crisp sounds, which was the sound of the bracelets and chain beads hanging on Trelawney's body colliding with each other. She looked at Harry's cup in surprise.

"Cross?! No...acorns? No! It's the sign of a deadly enemy..."

"Rival? Everyone knows that Harry and You-Know-Who are rivals," Granger muttered.

"No, no, no... this is! Unknown!" The professor almost lost her voice, she leaned back slightly while clutching her chest, "My dear, this is a great evil, representing death"

"I think it's average..."

Professor Trelawney turned his head and looked at Granger on the opposite side carefully, but he didn't feel disgusted by her because of the sarcasm. She looked at her carefully.

As if seeing something rare, Trelawney was amazed.

"It shouldn't be...it can't be so smooth." Her gaze wandered over the tea leaves and Granger, "The sun...a sun that is biased towards perfection? But why is your halo so rare?"

The sun means great happiness, but a single symbol cannot appear in divination.

No matter how the professor rotates the teacup, even if she puts one eye into the teacup, the tea leaves will always remain the same:

Simple circle, the tea stalks regularly circle around the arc.

Everyone looked at Granger with envious eyes, and no one cared about Trelawney's muttering.

Granger remained alone until the end of the next Transfiguration class, and everything became strange today, because she found that many people looked at her with envy or admiration, or respect.

'President?What the hell happened? 'Granger preferred to hope it was a trick from his friends.

"Hermione!!"

The voice came from behind her, and something grabbed her hand suddenly, causing Granger to shiver.