Meet the Divinations Club!

The real Divination classroom was full of life today. The small number of people who had earned the honor of being trained under the most impressive witch in the realm of divination were now in the room discussing their latest events in their lives.

It may seem strange to someone from the outside that this meeting of teenagers looked more like a meeting of an interest club, but that's how it was. Trelawney would sometimes gather her students so they could share their experiences with each other so they could pull each other forward.

Lavender Brown listened with interest to Jamie White's story about her adventures with some girl from Slytherin because the stars told рук that she would be fun. Parvati Patil was making a new set of incense with Gabriel Truman, and Penelope Clearwater spoke with Trelawney about the possibility of mispredictions.

Each of them was doing something productive, being completely absorbed in their activities, even if it didn't seem so at first.

"My dear, there are no wrong predictions, only wrong interpretations." Trelawney said with a smile. "Any prediction, no matter how small, always comes true. At least if everything was done correctly."

Penelope frowned at the drawing of coffee grounds in her notebook. Each of the students here had similar notebooks to write down their predictions.

First, there was a shape of fire, as an advice to hold back emotions, to think about the situation logically before making decisions. An eight-pointed star, as a sign of an important event happening soon. And a beacon, a sign that Penelope will be in danger, but it will be prevented.

Everything indicated that something terrible would happen in the near future, but it would be prevented.

"...then how does that even make sense? What is about to happen that I have that prediction?" She asked, showing her notes to the professor. "The Dementors are gone, the Aurors left the castle and Halloween has already passed, what else can happen?"

Trelawny stared at the drawings Penelope had made for a minute. Her eyes took in the shapes and single dots of coffee that formed a much larger symbol, one that the girl had missed.

A long, thin hand that reached for an eight-pointed star.

"Oh, so that's what I forgot about." She muttered, making Penelope wince.

Suddenly, the door to the office opened and six heads turned towards the entrance as one, only to see the empty doorway.

The wooden door slowly closed with a loud creak, hiding the office from prying eyes again.

"Professor Trelawney?" Jamie began uncertainly. "This door can only be opened by members of the Divination Club, right?"

"Certainly." She answered, her eyes slowly following something invisible that was walking deeper into the office.

"Then who opened the door?" Lavender asked as she took her wand out of her pocket and slowly looked around.

Seeing her actions, all the other members of the Club also had their wands at the ready, looking for even the slightest movement in the class. Each of them was ready to defend themselves and their friends if it came to that.

"Put your wands away, he doesn't mean us any harm." Trelawney said as she rose from her seat. "This misunderstanding is my fault, so I should explain what's going on."

"He?" Jamie asked with interest.

"Yes he." Trelawney confirmed. "Last week I made the decision to take on another student." She ignored the shocked looks on herself. Such a huge event would normally be the cause of celebration in the Divination Club, because Trelawny didn't take new students lightly.

She was extremely lucky with Lavender and Parvati, together the two girls were very observant and had a good predisposition to Divination arts. If only they didn't use their talents to collect fresh gossip, Trelawney would be happier. But cover stories were important.

"But I completely forgot to warn him that our next lesson will not be one-on-one!" The woman stuck out her tongue and tapped her head lightly with her fist, letting out a soft "Tee-hee!" before the bemused glances of his pupils.

"What are you? An eighth grader?" A raspy voice with a Russian accent came out of thin air, making a couple of girls jump in surprise. Trelawney merely crossed her arms over her chest and turned away with a humph, her nose high.

"Hey, man?" Gabriel spoke to no one, putting his wand back in his pocket. "Show yourself already, I don't think you can be more shocking than…" He glanced at Trelawney with a weary smile, but quickly looked away, least she notices his disrespect, "yeah."

A deep sigh sounded through the room before an unnaturally tall figure began to appear in the center of the classroom. Several students screamed in surprise, even falling out of their chairs.

Daniel expected such a reaction. What he didn't expect was a loud "Yes!" from a Hufflepuff girl with long blonde hair.

Seeing that she was now the center of attention, Jamie lifted her nose to the ceiling proudly, a smug smile on her face. The girl looked fifteen years of age with her height, apparently nature didn't endow her with large breasts, but she easily compensated for this with her cute face.

"I told you the next member of the club would be a non-human! Suck it, Gabriel!" She pointed her finger at the Hufflepuff boy. He just sighed, shaking his head in frustration.

"Shouldn't have made that bet…" He muttered under his breath.

"Lavender Brown. Does our new member have a name?" Lavender asked, tilting her head up to see Danil's face. The girl winced as he turned to her. She decided to keep her opinion of the creature's nature open, because Trelawny put her faith in him, but it was hard to think of him as someone… docile, especially with such a scary face.

"Danil Khromov, nice to meet you all." He glanced at Jamie, who was still laughing at Gabriel's fate - whatever it was - and decided to add something. "And technically, I'm human. Just cursed."

His words immediately made Jamie freeze, the girl's eyes darting from Gabriel to Danil and back. The Hufflepuff boy only smiled wickedly, seeing how the girl's confidence was melting before his eyes.

"Hehe…" Jamie took a step back. "Maybe we can find a compromise?"

"Of course. What kind of friend would I be if I refused to compromise?" Gabriel asked, his smile never leaving his face.

Trelawney chuckled as she returned to her conversation with Penelope, but the girl was still in shock that her prediction had turned out to be true. She was one of the new students, having discovered Trelawney's secret only a couple of months ago and was not yet confident in her abilities as a diviner.

Danil sat down in the vacated chair next to Lavender, looking in confusion at the quiet conversation between Gabriel and Jamie.

"What was their bet about?"

Lavender chuckled. "Gabriel and Jamie were making predictions about who the next club member would be. Jamie said it wouldn't be a human, but Gabriel was sure it would be a human."

A girl with swarthy skin and black hair sat next to Lavender, continuing her words. "The loser will have to… ahem… suck the winner." The girls quietly snickered as Jamie's soul slowly leaves her body.

"... How was Gabriel supposed to suck Jamie?" Danil asked, but seeing how the eyes of the girls flashed with mischief, he was suddenly visited by one very interesting thought. "Jamie is a girl, right? Right?"

The only answer he received was Lavender and Parvati laughing.

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"Looking for a library lost in time?" Trelawney asked with interest.

Danil sat across from the woman, holding a small notepad with entries about the Ravenclaw library. Inside was all the information he knew about this library, and on a separate page were Luna's theories that he considered very likely to be true.

"Yes. The Hat said there should be a record of every deal made since the founding of Hogwarts. I hope to find something that will allow the school to become independent from the Ministry." He said honestly.

"I don't know if that's a good idea." Trelawney muttered. "But since you've decided to start your search with Divinations, then you're welcome to try. Tarot cards won't help much here, but bones… In this case, bones might be your best friends."

Danil drummed his claws on the table in thought. So far, he hadn't tried using divination with bones, the explanations of this branch of magic were too vague and incomprehensible in all the books he read.

"And where should I start?" He asked as he reached towards his bottomless backpack, where there were enough bones to make eight mutant skeletons.

"If the bones have not yet revealed their secrets to you, then it's time to try to reveal them yourself. Usually, they are used as a catalyst in both rituals and divination. Maybe to direct the power somewhere, maybe just to make the result clearer."

That is why all the books were so cloudy. Different diviners had different ways of using and interpreting what the bones showed them. Divination was extremely intimate magic, which is why-

"What to do with the bones is up to you." Trelawney finally said.

Muttering curses under his breath, Danil moved to an unoccupied corner of the room, trying to ignore the mumbling of the students around him.

He didn't like Trelawny forcing him to reveal her secret to six people he was seeing for the first time, but the woman was arguably the most powerful diviner in Britain, and that was worth something. If she thought it was a good idea, then there was a good chance that it was.

He didn't decide to forgive her because she introduced him to people who do not shy away from him in horror. Not at all, he wasn't that sentimental.

Sitting down at the table, on which various maps were already lying around, Danil took out several bones of the phalanges of the skeletons and put them in a small wooden bowl. He decided to start with the general location of the library, so his choice fell on the world map, which served as a tablecloth.

Danil picked up one of the bones and began to twist it in his hands, examining it from all sides. The skeletons in the catacombs were strong enough to lift weapons and shoot arrows. This meant that whatever magic that supported their bodies must have made their bones stronger.

"... Should work." He said to himself and began to sharpen the end of the bone, making an impromptu dart out of it.

The enderman's claws were stronger than the bones of the skeleton, so it was not surprising that within a minute the darts were ready. A small bone levitated in Danil's hand, slowly spinning around its axis.

The monster boy felt something inside his soul move, causing him to speak on instinct.

"In the name of the victor, I command: find what was hidden from my eyes. Show me the way to the library of Rowenna Ravenclaw."

Purple sparks of magic began to dance between his fingers, sticking to the bone and making it spin even faster. As soon as the last word left his mouth, the bone dart immediately rushed to the table and stuck into the parchment, immediately losing all the purple particles around it.

Danil blinked, looking at the map with interest. Except it wasn't a map of the world. It was a map of Scotland that lay a little to the side.

"Should have expected it."