HIS TURBAN KEPT FALLING OFF.

He hadn't put it on properly, he was sure of it. Getting extremely frustrated with himself, Theodore almost stomped onto the grounds and was happy to finally come to a stop. What sort of divination could they do out here? Maybe they were gonna build their own stalls and predict each others futures!

How exciting. Theo had no idea whether he would succeed at this.

Knowing his luck, probably not.

He looked at the professor, who wore a purple turban like he was. Hmmm... he was sooooo right about purple being a fortune teller colour.