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When the Professor greeted the Groundskeeper, Skylar had to turn and wondered how she had missed his arrival, except for the fact that she had been frozen. He should sit near her; he looked like he radiated heat and could be her own personal space heater. Not that Vivian's body heat wasn't enough, but well, it wasn't. Baldvinsson had more of it.
Oh, what was that? The professor needed the airy grounds rather than a hot and stuffy classroom? But didn't Divination require hot and stuffy? It seemed as though that was a thing, anyway.
Pyromancy, how interesting. And the one that Skylar knew about was mentioned, by Vivian nonetheless, but she didn't provide much in the way of what it was, which left room for her to elaborate. "More about capnomancy," Skylar began, "It's divination by using the smoke. Whereas thin, straight smoke plumes are meant to be good omens. Larger smoke plumes means the opposite." Oops? That was kind of like three facts, but she couldn't describe one omen without the other.
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