Yes, For Science.

"Increase Probability," I said. Within a moment, the numbers for Hermione flirting with the girl more, shot up.

70% chance for Hermione to flirt further with Jacolyn

It had jumped 60%. But suddenly I felt sharp pain in my head. I grabbed my skull. closing my eyes for a few moments, before Hermione's voice caught my attention.

"Miss Jacoby," said Hermione, "there are some places I would really like to show you today. If you aren't too busy."

Jacolyn looked back, leaving her ass on display in the tight dress.

"You're not going to try to fuck me in a broom closet I hope," whispered Jacolyn, "I have some pride."

"I know of a bathroom that is always emptry, a clean bathroom." Hermione spat, "And we could even go to the room of requirement."

Jacolyn smiled.

"Hermione," she laughed, "I am just kidding. You can fuck me anywhere you want."

How I envied Hermione at this moment.

"See you later, Miss Granger." Jacolyn began to walk away. As she stepped away Hermione got a hold of herself.

"I don't know why I decided to say that," said Hermione. I had a pretty good idea of why. I had actually changed the odds of something like that happening.

Hermione's face dropped, looking as if she had just seen someone die.

"I was never actually planning on seeing her after this," said Hermione, "I mean, I'm not even attracted to women." Hermione must have just enjoyed getting head from girls. It was understandable.

Numbers revealed themselves.

95% chance to go to Broom Closet

"Well," I said, "bring a light, to the broom closet." Hermione scoffed, but didn't counter what I had said.

"We will talk again," whispered Hermione. Man had this been an interesting day.