Louisa smiled at the Prefect handing her the cup and cupped it with both hands. It was hot. A lot. She blew on it gently a couple of times before sipping one sip. It wasn't tongue-burning, so the girl started sipping more and more, looking down at the cup as the tea leaves were showed gradually from under the tea.

A minute or two later, her tea was gone and the leaves lied at the bottom of the cup.

Now what?