"You're not allowed to stand by! Hermione, let's go to the library. Forced to helpless, Alan shrugged his shoulders and agreed in the expectant gaze of everyone, and then it was Ellen's turn to ask Hermione to take him to the library on the second floor.

The library now has a much larger collection of books than it had originally been, in addition to the books that had been kept from the original Ravenclaw, as well as the books that had been brought from the Black family, and some of the books that Alan and his family had since purchased.

In this area where magic books, knowledge manuals, and magic notes are kept, bookshelves and storage compartments are neatly arranged on the walls. Hermione and Alan sat on a table and chair in the middle of the library, handing Alan their excerpts from various book materials.

As soon as she entered the library, Hermione couldn't wait to say, "Alan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have made a fool of you by saying this in front of them." ”

"It's all your own trouble, it's all about your own family, it's going to take a lot of your time and energy to sort it out so neatly and organized, Hermione. Alan flipped through the thick notebook that Hermione had written and put aside, and sighed, "You usually have to complete your studies at Hogwarts and manage the Umbrella Company, and the time is already very tight, and you still have to study these things, you don't have time to entertain and relax by yourself." ”

Seeing Hermione's bloodshot and pale face under her tired eyes, it must have been caused by too little sleep. The other party silently did this for himself and paid a lot...... Hermione did like to read and study, but it was definitely not to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

Hermione felt Allen's mood, the corners of Hermione's eyes were red, and she pretended to be relaxed: "Oh, it's nothing, reading books is exactly what I like, reading books is relaxing for me... Eh, wait a minute, what are you doing?" Hermione, who was held in Ellen's arms, was stunned, leaned her chin on Ellen's shoulder, her eyes widened, and she was suddenly squeezed by this strong hug.

Alan hugged Hermione, her nose was pantothenic, and before Hermione could finish speaking, Alan lowered her head and kissed Hermione on the lips, blocking her back from the rest of the words.

Hermione's eyes widened, and even though her mouth was gagged by Alan's lips, she struggled to mutter, "Hmm...... I enjoyed the sense of accomplishment when I saw the material take shape little by little. ”

Allen's lips gradually left Hermione, his hands held Hermione's shoulders, his eyes widened so that it bulged out and stared at Hermione, Hermione's whole person relaxed, sighed softly, put his hand on Ellen's shoulder, put his furry head into Allen's arms, pillowed Allen's chest, and was firmly wrapped in his arms by Allen's arms, feeling an unprecedented sense of security.

Allen's hand caressed Hermione's back, and no one spoke again, but the warmth flowed through the room.

Meanwhile, in the Albanian forest, in a dimly lit room with a closed door, Gilderoy Lockhart sits on a rudimentary stone chair under a magic lantern that casts the spell of Undendable Flame in Slytherin-colored, hunched over to write his new story. Outside there was the sound of the Death Eaters still partying.

Gildelow had no interest in participating, not wanting to join in the act of sitting around a campfire, eating more sumptuous food than usual, and torturing a few hapless Muggles for fun, so he went back to his small room after dinner.

The excitement and joy were theirs, and there was nothing in the iron cage in which he and the Muggles were held.

Although Gilderoy Lockhart habitually boasted about the Muggles, promising them the power to get a few more loaves of bread, he weakly extinguished the idea when he saw Rudolphus, and he could hardly judge what they would do to themselves and what they would do to those Muggles if they were to let them know that they were kind to these "low" Muggles.

Stopping the already somewhat bare quill, Gilderoy picked up the parchment and blew on it with satisfaction. He stood up, tapped his head with his wand, and removed the golden wig from his head, the dark green magic lamp shining on top of his bare head, making Gilderoy appear to be covered in green. (Author's note: In the Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets films, when Gilderoy Loja packs up his salutes and prepares to escape from Hogwarts, we can see him putting a golden wig with the same hairstyle as him into his box, implying that the liar is not even a fake, that he is bald.) )

Gilderoy Lockhart tinkered with his blonde wig for a long time, then tapped the clean wig with his wand, let it fall on top of his head, held it firmly in place, looked left and right in the mirror, combed the blonde hair neatly so that it looked natural, and then put a bag of food on the table in his bag and walked out of the room.

The darkness of the cavern shone brightly, and the numb Muggles cowered into the corners of their cages, fearing that they would be tortured, abused, and even killed like the people who had been called out before. Lockhart walked down the stone steps with a fluorescent wand in his hand, and the Muggles' nerves relaxed at the sight of his short blond hair and big smile, Gilderoy Lockhart was the one who brought them food, and he was not so rude and would not beat or scold them at every turn.

Seeing that every cage was packed with Muggles, Gilderoy Lockhart's eyes flashed, the frequency of those Death Eaters going to catch Muggles had decreased recently, and now that they had accumulated so many Muggles, it was likely that they were already reaching the number required by the devil.

After distributing the food that Gilderoy had prepared for the Muggles to them, he went straight to the cage where Nancy and his daughter were, and handed Nancy the bag of food he had brought with him that he had saved from his own share. The mother and daughter thanked them politely, and through the cage, he stroked the soft hair of the little girl, and let the little guy eat some more delicious food before leaving, and feel the beauty of the world.

Gildero's bright blue eyes winked at Nancy's mother and daughter, and shook her head, and her wavy blonde hair shook with it, showing her dazzling white teeth, "Merry Christmas, dear baby, look what Uncle Lockhart has brought you." Gilderoy stretched out his empty left hand and shook it in front of the little girl, then stretched out his right hand and winked at the little girl again, "Look at it." Gildero's right hand grabbed upwards to the side, and a plate of roast chicken appeared out of thin air, and the little girl jumped up from her mother's arms in excitement and slapped her face.

Gildelow concocted all the delicious food he brought and gave it to Nancy's mother and daughter. "Is it Christmas today?" the little girl's soft voice sounded. "Yes, baby. Nancy lovingly took her daughter in her arms.

The little girl didn't take the food handed by Gildero, and put her hands into small fists on her chest, "I hope the three of us can leave here together and see the sun again." Her small round face had lost its flush due to the long absence of sunlight, and it was a miserable white. The little girl's big eyes and hairy eyelashes flickered slightly, and her eyes were full of hope.

Nancy looked at the food that was much more abundant than before, touched her daughter's head, and felt sour in her heart, a little girl of this age made a wish that should have been a puppet toy or something, but her daughter was worried about her life. Gildero's sudden arrival with so much delicious food did not delight her, but frightened her.

I've been with the handsome wizard in front of me for so long, and I know each other very well, I love to show off and be worshipped, but I don't have much ability. Recently, the cage was about to fill up again, and the frequency of Muggles being caught had decreased significantly, and now that he had brought so much food, it only meant that the possibility of himself and his daughter trying to escape alive was almost non-existent.

"Gildero, are we about to be executed?" Nancy choked, her hand trembling as she held the food, and then immediately realized to her chagrin that she had said it directly in front of her daughter.