Ian was leaving the Room of Serenity after a partial failure to meet the requirements of sight. He wasn't sure how this worked, but he had enjoyed this class since his first year here. It was a little hokey, but there was some measure of being an outsider to it as well. Even the strongest wizards seemed to discount divination. Ian felt more like an outsider now than he ever had, and that was saying something. He made a decision and turned around on the stairs down and headed back to the professor's office.

He got to the door and knocked, hoping to get a few minutes of her time. He really needed to know that this was something he could do. He needed to feel like he was capable of something special. He just needed to feel like he belonged at this school. He no longer had that feeling and maybe divination was his way to feel that way.