Analiese wrapped her cloak around her tightly. Even though it was the middle of spring, she still felt cold. She looked at Thereos, her eyes lifeless, as they waited for everyone to arrive. Seriously, the young Claw's mood was so bad that as soon as Trent allowed an evacuation, she was almost certainly never coming back. Beauxbatons would have been much better. Now everyone had arrived, her eyes focused on the centaur, she awaited his instructions. She was not in the mood for question answering at the particular moment, but she, for some reason, decided to answer one. She stuttered as she answered the centaur's question. "W-well, sir, th-there's hippomancy, wh-which is d-divination u-using horses."
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