Overall, Rhiannon had a good impression of Wynnona, with whom she had experimented with fried chocolate frogs at the carnival in the fall. Her overall impression of the actual snack had been that it was absolutely disgusting and that no sane human being would ever eat it out of anything other than scientific curiosity, but then they had watched several people order it and enjoy it, and that was a marvel still unexplained. Wyn had been as willing as she was to explore the unknown and had seemed to be fairly intelligent, or at least didn’t spend her time nit-picking what Rhiannon was saying, unlike some Dmitrys she could name. They hadn’t spent a lot of time together since, presumably because professors often encouraged younger students to pair with older students and as they were in the same year, their pairing was in that case excluded. On top of that, Wynnona was in a different House than she was. Rhia wasn’t one to judge, but she honestly had found the revelation of her new (tentative) friend’s House surprising. Wynnona seemed far too coherent of a person to be in Lyra House.
However, the degree to which Wynnona was willing to accept this absolute waste of an evening of education was horrifying to Rhia. Not only were they to spend their evening creating natal charts, which had no significance or bearing on the world outside of the strange fancies of those who mistakenly thought Diviniations was a real field of study, but they were to spend a portion of next week’s class discussing how their predictions had or had not come to pass. Rhiannon knew, of course, that plenty of people would be convinced that their predictions had come to pass because predictions were often vague. People easily convinced themselves that a vague sentence was meant just for them. Or at least, that was what Rhia’s research on fortune-telling had told her, once she had realized that Divinations was actually studied at RMI.
The books claimed that there were actually people with ‘the Sight’ who could predict the future, but Rhia was extremely skeptical of that. It seemed unlikely that people would be allowed to run around Foretelling the end of the world all day long without someone deciding it was for the best that sort of thing be stopped. There was a conspicuous lack of evidence of any of these supposedly true Foretellings in the books too, aside from some very old articles about this witch or that wizard who had predicted major things like the sinking of the Titanic. In Rhia’s opinion, any idiot could have guessed the Titanic would sink because the bigger things got there more room there was to go wrong, scientifically and mathematically, and apparently some idiots had. You didn’t see newspaper articles saying ‘Local Witch Doesn’t Predict Titanic Will Sink’ for example, although there were (probably) plenty of people who claimed to have the Sight who said the giant boat would do just fine.
All that to say, Rhiannon was not about to take this sort of lack of instruction sitting down.
“I see absolutely no reason why we should waste our time writing false predictions. If we wanted to study how to write fairy-tale predictions, we wouldn’t be sitting in Astronomy class. I think we should demand actual instruction. Or an alternate assignment,” she added. From limited elementary school experience, she knew teachers were often willing to let you do an alternate assignment as long as you came up with it yourself.