Chapter 151: There Can’t Possibly Be a Troll at Hogwarts
Kyle arrived early to the Great Hall on Saturday. He hadn't gone exploring the night before but had gone straight to bed after dinner and slept through until dawn.
Breakfast that morning included sausages, corn soup, and a big plate of baked potatoes. Kyle was halfway through eating when the others joined him.
"Looks like you got a good night's sleep," Cedric said, sitting across from him. "No more strange dreams?"
Kyle smiled. "No, I slept soundly."
"That's good." Cedric picked up a baked potato and began peeling it. "Oh, by the way, I told Professor Trelawney about your situation yesterday. Want to hear what she said?"
Kyle shook his head without hesitation. "No, thanks. I've heard her predictions rarely turn out well."
"Yeah... you're right," Cedric nodded, conceding.
According to Professor Trelawney, Kyle would have recurring dreams for seven days, then suffer a nervous breakdown that would land him in the Hospital Wing. After being discharged, he'd supposedly encounter a troll and be sent back to the infirmary with one hit.
In short, it was a pretty bleak prediction.