Violet sat and stared at the wax in her bowl. All she could see was a lot of vague shapes. Were they...clouds? Violet would like that, because it meant (she double-checked it in her book) that her dreams were coming true. Well, one of them already had over the summer! But then again...Violet looked again and wasn't sure. Really, everything could look like clouds if you wanted to see them. And now, it looked like the 'clouds' (if they were clouds) were stretching out at one end in a shape like a bird's foot. Violet didn't see anything about birds' feet in her book, but there was something about a fork meaning a decision is coming. Well, she guessed that could be a fork...sort of. And it was her seventh year, so certainly she had a lot of decisions coming.

"Oh, bother!" she muttered to herself as she thumped her book shut and cleared away her things. She had no idea what these shapes meant. There was a reason she hadn't gotten an O.W.L. in Divination.

"Goodbye, Professor," she said as she passed by on her way out. Then she added, ""Inconclusive," referring to the Divination results. Shrugging, she continued on her way out of class.