"Regardless of whether Sirius Black really wants Harry's life, at the very least, he has made things miserable for all of us now!"
Lynn and the other six sat at a table in the Library reading. During a break, Ron put down his book and said with a resentful expression.
Harry nodded vigorously beside him, "Miserable indeed."
Hermione looked at her two indignant best friends, somewhat puzzled, "What is wrong with you two? Didn't Sirius Black fail to enter the Gryffindor Common Room? He shouldn't have done anything, right."
"He didn't do anything." Ron got a bit emotional, but considering they were in the Library, he quickly calmed down, glanced in the direction of Madam Pince, and lowered his voice.
"But because of him, the portrait in front of the Gryffindor Common Room is no longer the fat lady; it's been replaced by Sir Cadogan and his pony."
"Merlin above, he can't wait to change the password several times a day, and he's always dueling with other portraits; he won't listen to you properly when you say the password at all."
"He even invites us to duel. I really don't know how we are supposed to duel with a portrait."
Harry curled his lip, "Maybe he wants us to use a spell to blast him out of the portrait, if he could even be blasted out."
The four girls besides Lynn laughed softly, but only she herself spoke with a detached expression.
"Arrogant and selfish personality, not very responsible."
"What?" Hermione suppressed the smile on her lips and asked Lynn, her voice still laced with amusement.
Lynn turned to look at Hermione and answered in a monotone voice, "Based on Sir Cadogan's aforementioned behavior, his personality is arrogant and selfish, and he is not very responsible with his work."
"I personally estimate that there is a high probability he will commit work errors."
"Work errors? What does that refer to? Forgetting the password he designed himself?"
Maranhao looked at Lynn uncertainly and asked curiously.
"That is one possibility."
Lynn nodded with a detached expression, "There are many other types of errors."
"Fine... one day we won't be able to get back to the Dormitory."
Ron leaned back on his chair, looking exhausted, and said in a breakdown.
"Look on the bright side, Ron," Harry reached out and rubbed his chest, "If we can't get in, then Sirius Black definitely can't get in either."
"Oh, that is truly a wonderful comfort, Harry," Ron waved his hand, "Imagine us being trapped outside the Gryffindor Common Room with Sirius Black; just thinking about it is delightful, isn't it."
"Merlin, Ron," Hermione giggled and patted his shoulder, "That terrible situation hasn't happened yet, think positively."
"Perhaps Sir Cadogan just hasn't adapted yet, he will change in the future."
"There is certainly that possibility too, right Lynn?"
Lynn paused and nodded, "Yes, the probability of anything will never be completely zero."
However, according to her calculations, the probability of Sir Cadogan being able to correct himself was even smaller than the probability of Sirius Black popping out to surrender right now.
Only a pitiful 0.15 percent.
"Alright, let me see the homework you two have been writing all night."
Hermione said, casually pulling the homework from in front of Harry and Ron, and began to check it without ceremony.
The two boys quickly sprang up from their chairs to stop her, but it was too late.
"Wow..."
Hermione looked at what was written on the parchment and frowned heavily, "I didn't know you two would be so miserable next week?"
She looked at Ron with a complicated expression, "You're going to be stung by wasps next week? Where would wasps come from in Hogwarts?"
Then she turned to look at Harry, "You're going to be dragged underwater and drowned by the Giant Squid in the Black Lake next week?"
"The Giant Squid wouldn't do such a thing; they have a gentle temperament and even help Young Wizards who accidentally fall into the lake."
Penelope explained on behalf of the Giant Squid, then stood up, walked over to Hermione, glanced at the two boys' homework, and raised her eyebrows.
"However, if what you wrote is for Divination Class homework, then there's no problem."
"Yes, the homework for this course isn't about what you learned, it's about making yourself miserable enough."
Maranhao, who had taken Divination Class for a semester, chimed in with a gloomy expression.
"Make yourself miserable enough? What does that mean?"
Hermione shook the two pieces of parchment in her hand; she didn't quite understand why there was homework that wasn't about what one learned, but about how miserable one was.
"Professor Trelawney won't read your homework carefully or think about whether these things are likely to happen; she only looks at whether you've said that bad things are going to happen to you next."
"If you have, then she thinks your divination was successful and will give you a high grade."
Marietta shrugged and explained, "I once took a semester of Divination Class with Maranhao, just last year."
"Merlin above, at the time we had thought of almost every possible way we could die, and before the school year even ended, we quickly dropped the course."
Upon hearing this, Lynn turned to look at the two senior girls. So that was it. It seemed that the almost impossible deaths of the two seniors she had accidentally glimpsed before were just them dealing with their Divination Class homework.
She had thought at the time that they were estimating all their possible ways of dying, then ranking the probabilities from high to low, in order to avoid those with high probabilities and thereby ensure their own safety.
"Fine." Hermione clicked her tongue, thanking the senior girls present once again for dissuading her and Lynn. Thanks to their dissuasion, they hadn't chosen the Divination Class.
"You guys keep making it up. I can even provide you with one: an asteroid hitting the Earth. This is definitely miserable enough."
"What is that?" Ron, who came from the Wizarding World, asked curiously.
Beside them, Maranhao, Marietta, and Penelope were also full of confusion, while Harry couldn't stop his mouth from twitching.
"That is indeed miserable..."
"This is a type of devastating disaster," Lynn explained in a flat voice to her friends from the Wizarding World, "A moving asteroid in the universe, which can also be understood as a massive rock."
"Colliding with Earth from outside the Earth, if the asteroid is large enough, it can cause a mass extinction of species on Earth."
"Oh..." Ron's face turned miserable for a moment, "I dare say Professor Trelawney would like this one."
Lynn blinked, and her brain automatically began to calculate how much magic power would be needed to achieve this effect using magic, and whether she could bear such a magic consumption.
A massive number of calculation formulas flashed through her mind, and even she only got the result after a full two minutes.
The result was that there was enough magic power to drag down an asteroid, but not enough to protect anyone other than herself while dragging down the asteroid.
Therefore, the usability of this magic was zero.
After making the judgment, Lynn threw this calculation result, along with the possible Charms and spell-casting gestures, into the depths of her mind, lowered her head, and began to write her homework seriously.
Life at Hogwarts passed day by day in the torment of the Gryffindor Young Wizards.
At the moment, being tormented by Sir Cadogan, only the upcoming Quidditch match could make them feel a little more relaxed.
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