Chapter 196

Hermione happily pulled the cup she had just swirled back in front of her. At last, she no longer had to worry about how to deal with that cup of strangely flavored tea.

“I don’t like this professor,” Hermione said in a low voice, craning her neck to look as Professor Trelawney paced back and forth, guiding the other students.

Harry looked at Hermione in surprise. He had never seen Hermione take this kind of attitude toward any professor.