Tell me, which of you will be dying this year?’ Everyone stared at her. ‘Me,’ said Harry, finally. ‘I see,’ said Professor McGonagall, fixing Harry with her beady eyes. ‘Then you should know, Potter, that Sybill Trelawney has predicted the death of one student a year since she arrived at this school. None of them has died yet. Seeing death omens is her favourite way of greeting a new class.
