Chapter 435: Restoration

"Dumbledore?" Severus Snape asked in a low voice after seeing that he hadn't received a reply for a long time, giving him a suspicious look at the headmaster.

"Oh, Severus, it's nothing ......" Albus Dumbledore nodded quickly and responded, "I mean, it's very doubtful...... Dolores Umbridge, why did she show up on Privet Road......"

Professor Snape couldn't help pacing around the Chancellor's office, frowning—

He said to himself, "yes, why did she do this, and how did she know......"

"Severus, I think ......" Dumbledore carefully organized his words, "but it can't be, it's just an accident...... After all, it seems to me that Dolores can't know your secret!"

"There is no other wizard within a few dozen miles of Privet Road. Snape shook his head solemnly, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone: "How could she, a senior deputy minister of the Ministry of Magic, appear in such a place for no reason?"

Seeing Professor Snape's resolute attitude, Dumbledore could only nod, "Okay, Severus...... I think you're right......"

"I've got to find out!" said Snape with a determined expression.

Severus Snape didn't stay in the Headmaster's office for long, and he didn't need Dumbledore's expulsion order to leave.

Albus Dumbledore looked relieved, then collapsed on the Headmaster's bench.

"If I'm not mistaken...... Phineas Black's slightly eerie voice came from the portrait wall next to him, "we all heard about it a year and a half ago...... At that time, Dumbledore wanted to take the initiative to tell Snape what was going on, but after thinking about it, he gave up......"

"Phineas, don't speak...... "in a state of deformation," Albus Dumbledore said with a slight hideousness.

"Then how are you going to end up with this matter?" asked Principal Daris Devonte on the side, with some concern.

"How do I know. Jon Hart had finished his transformation, and he sighed softly, "One step at a time!"

"By the way, there's one more thing ......," Principal Dalys-Derwent continued.

"What's wrong, Dalyse?" Jon looked up.

"Madame Poppy-Pomfrey from the school hospital has asked me to tell you that the girl you arranged for her to be hospitalized in the school hospital is almost recovering...... Dalyse said with a smile.

"Oh!" Jon got back up from his chair with some surprise, "That's ......"

"Yes, Madam Pomfrey said that it only takes a little more observation before she can be discharged!"

"Oh my God, that's amazing...... I'll head to the school hospital now!" Jon hurriedly shouted.

......

"Astoria, did you hear what Madam Pomfrey said, you'll be discharged soon......" Daphne said with a happy face at this moment, in front of the hospital and in front of Astoria Greengrass's room.

"I heard that, sister!" Astoria also had a faint smile on her face: "Thank you for taking care of me here every day during this time......"

"What else do we want to talk about between our sisters!" Daphne gently rubbed her sister's face and said with a smile: "It's almost time for you to be discharged from the hospital, just in time for the Christmas holidays to begin...... When the time comes, when you are discharged from the hospital, we will go home together......"

The smile on Daphne's face, as she spoke, froze.

She bowed her head in some frustration and remained silent.

Astoria on the hospital bed had a sullen face and didn't say anything.

Both sisters knew very well what the other had in mind...... The mother is gone, the two house-elves, Emily is dead, and Hord is getting nervous...... Home is no longer the home it once was.

Daphne smiled a little reluctantly, and then began to change the subject: "By the way, Astoria, do you have any news of him?"

"He?" Astoria whispered.

"Jon, didn't he save you in the first place?" Daphne asked casually, "He's going to contact you later......"

"No ......" After a moment's hesitation, Astoria shook her head.

"Okay......" Daphne looked a little dejected.

But just then, there was a soft knock on the door of the ward.

"Who?" muttered Daphne as she walked in the direction of the gate.

"Good morning, Miss Greengrass...... "A gentle, kind voice came from outside the door.

"Professor Dumbledore!" exclaimed Daphne, who quickly bowed to the Headmaster.

"Hello, Mr. Headmaster!" Astoria's voice rang out from behind Daphne.

Daphne only felt that her sister's voice had become a little strange, but she didn't think about it.

"Why are you here, Mr. Headmaster!" said Daphne, a little apprehensive, as she hurriedly opened the door, invited the Headmaster in, and helped the Headmaster move a chair.

"Poppy told me that Miss Greengrass was recovering soon...... So I came to take a look!" Albus Dumbledore smiled at Daphne Greengrass and explained, "A friend told me to take care of her at school. ”

"That's a real nuisance. Daphne hurriedly said politely, it took her a long time to realize that "Poppy" was referring to Madam Pomfrey.

Then he turned and looked in Astoria's direction, "How are you feeling now, Miss Greengrass?"

In front of her sister, Astoria didn't dare to show her feelings, so she had to nod respectfully: "I feel better, Professor Dumbledore!"

“...... One more thing......" Dumbledore spoke again, "I received news from Azkaban...... Diana, she also heard about your recovery, and she wanted to be able to see you, so she asked me to ......"

"Mother!" Daphne covered her mouth in shock.

"Yes...... I got permission from a few friends from the Ministry of Magic, and it wasn't easy to get into Azkaban's cell. Dumbledore said calmly, "If the time is concerned, it will be the first day of the Christmas holiday...... When the time comes, you should be able to be discharged freely!"

Professor Dumbledore...... I...... Can I go see my mother too......" Daphne whispered.

"I don't dare to make any guarantees about this, after all, Azkaban is very strict about visitation......" Dumbledore nodded at Daphne, "I'll help you with your application, Miss Greengrass!"

"Thank you so much...... Daphne said quickly.

Astoria on the side pouted without leaving a trace, of course she didn't say anything.