Hermione had never been happier than she was when she had been awarded a scholarship to school—she had chosen the closest, somewhat remote restroom—to get back to the happy little group as soon as possible.

This would never have happened before, and she has a good sense of safety, and this kind of toilet in the tree-lined promenade has never been an option for her.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang on the door to the right compartment.

Hermione's hand tucking her coat into her skirt paused, but there was no sound in the cubicle after that, and Hermione didn't pay much attention.

Maybe it's too much of a hurry, right? Understand, understand, understand.

Just as she was about to push the door open, Hermione stopped at the sound of heavy, eager footsteps outside, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Where's she?" It was a hoarse man's voice.

Hermione felt her head buzz.

She took two steps back and quietly stepped on the toilet lid, not daring to make a sound, the old public toilet was dimly lit, and the electric lights were making a 'sizzle' sound.

Hermione forced herself to calm down and looked at her watch, oops, it was not long before the movie began, and no one would find this remote toilet at this time.

"I see—she's running here," another young man's voice sounded, "there shouldn't be anyone else here, right?" ”

"Bang-", "Bang-", two toilet doors were kicked open vigorously in succession.

Hermione shuddered with her head in her hands, her good memory making her remember that she was the fourth door.

Fortunately, the man stopped, "Vincent, go to the door and look, I can't let her slip away anymore." Hermione could see the shadows moving.

A cloud of black dangled across the ground in front of Hermione's eyes.

"Rachel, come out on your own......" The hoarse voice paused for a moment.

Hermione didn't hear any response.

This was followed by a loud slamming of the door.

"What else to expect? Want someone to save you? You don't have any chances anymore, do you? There was no rise or fall in the man's voice.

The girl's cry came from next door, the slamming of the door stopped, and Hermione swallowed, carefully shaking her numb calf.

"I don't want to-" the girl yelled almost heartbreakingly, "and have anything to do with you!" ”

"Dear Rachel, my Rachel," the man's voice was calm, "though I'd love to pat you on the shoulder like your dad and tell you it's okay-"

He knocked lightly on the door, "But do you think it's possible?" You've killed your sister, poor Lisa is still lying in the hospital, and I have to say, I'm afraid she'll never get a chance to appear on stage again-"

"Nope! I didn't—" the girl's voice cried, "it was an accident!" ”

"Oh, of course I believe it was an accident."

"Whew-" Hermione guessed that the man turned on the faucet, followed by the sound of a mop being knocked over.

"Rachel, I believe in you—but the teacher doesn't believe you, JC doesn't believe you, and your dearest dad doesn't believe in you."

The man poured a bucket of cold water into the cubicle, and Hermione could hear screams and cries coming from inside. "Even your favorite sister was bullied at school because of you."

"These—it's all you! It's all you! The girl shivered, already a little incoherent.

"Yes," the man laughed, "but who would believe it but me?" ”

"Boom!" The door to the compartment was slammed open, and screams and scuffles rang out at the same time.

Hermione covered her ears and closed her eyes, praying that the girl would be okay, she was worried and powerless, she couldn't do anything!

- If only the light bulb went out!

“****！” The man burst into foul language, followed by the sound of barrels and sticks clashing.

"Vincent! Catch her! ”

Hermione opened her eyes, and it was already dark.

The lights really went out.

All that was left in the toilet was the sound of water dripping, as if nothing had happened just now, and Hermione was holding on to the door and getting off the toilet seat, she was now very worried about the girl who had been in the cubicle just now.

She should have told her parents, told the police.

Sticking to the door and listening for a while, and repeatedly checking that there was no movement outside, Hermione carefully opened the door.

No one!

She ran as fast as she could, rushed out of the bathroom, and was picked up.

"I actually caught one!"

It was a strong young man, probably Vincent, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who could lift Hermione with one hand, "Little Squirrel-"

Hermione struggled to take off her grabbed tweed coat and ran towards the light, only to be stopped by another man who appeared in front of her.

He was also seventeen or eighteen years old, wearing a priceless black coat and gold-rimmed glasses, and he was rolling up his sleeves and smiling excitedly.

"I'll just say, I'm lucky today to catch another one."

Hermione pursed her lips, her head racing, wondering what she had to do to escape from this situation.

She glanced at the sturdy Vincent, who was still clutching his coat, and turned back to use the man in glasses as a breakthrough.

She rushed towards the man in glasses, trying to slip past him before he could react while he was rolling up his sleeves—

Plan 1 fails, but she is still caught by the man with glasses, who shows an ugly smile.

Almost instantly, Plan 2 was activated, and Hermione pulled out the pen she had prepared and stabbed it into the glasses man's hand.

At this time, Hermione is very grateful for carrying a pen with her and studying hard.

"Ahh

"Vincent, you elm head! Catch this**! ”

Hermione yelled as she ran, "It's on fire!" It's on fire! She could hear the sound of a movie playing behind the woods, which wasn't too far from the crowd.

"Shut up!" The sturdy young man Vincent chased after him from behind with an angry face, "Little cub - wait for me to catch you up-"

"You *** just shut up the old lady!" Hermione heard a beautiful language not far away.

"Faint!"

The white light hit the sturdy young man, and he smiled like a baby breastfeeding in his mother's arms, rolled his eyes, and fell to the ground.

"Boom-"

Hermione stopped, and she saw Anna standing in front of her with a stick.

That white light, that ridiculous power, was completely contrary to the science that I had believed in for so many years, but it was the power I longed to have—perhaps with this power, I would not be so pale in the face of danger.

[Silver Melon Quest - Heavy Rain: Quest Completed; Reward: Memory +50, open side quest: Rainy Night Rose]

The twins surrounded the 'corpses' on the ground.

"He's alive, breathing weakly."

"Well done Anna!"

Anna leaned over to look at the 'corpse' on the ground, and luckily, she had mastered it for the first time with such an offensive spell.

"Hermione—are you alright?!" Ron and Harry hurried around.

"I'm okay!" Hermione took their arms, a little incoherent, "There's a guy - he's holding a girl - Rachel!" She's in a terrible situation! ”

"Rachel?" Ron paused, he always felt like he'd heard the name somewhere.

Ginny hugged Hermione, she could feel Hermione's shiver, "Merlin's beard! ”

"We've got to tell JC!" Harry was in a hurry.

Anna looked at the content of the mission of the 'Rainy Night Rose', and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "George, Fred, how do you know that Hermione is here?" ”

"We were looking at the map on the bulletin board at the edge of the woods—"

"A little girl suddenly ran out of the woods, and let's go and save her sister—"

The twins said in unison, "She said her sister's name was Hermione. Granger. ”

"What?!" Hermione covered her head in disbelief, "I'm an only child!" ”

"We don't think we can reach the Aurors around, so we'll have to take Anna with us first—she's so much better than those Muggle adults!"

"That little girl, did she say what her name was?" Harry frowned.

"No, she quickly ran back into the woods," George thought for a moment, "but I remember she was wearing a dirty yellow sweater and a school uniform. ”

"It was the uniform of the 'Dragon Elementary', and I wanted to see if her badge was painted with 'Protein Eyes' or 'Welsh Green Dragon'—" Fred added.

"I'm a student of 'Dragon Elementary'!" Yellow sweater, a ridiculous idea popped into Hermione's head.

'Rachel!' Dragon Elementary'! I remember! Ron yelled, "I saw it on the morning news!" ”

All eyes were on him.

"Uh, 'Rose Withering on a Rainy Night', Rachel is a high school dancer who, jealous of her half-sister, snatched the only dance college spot and tried to murder her sister while performing at her alma mater, Dragon Elementary—" Ron waved his arm, "She's wanted!" ”

"You remember this very well," Anna complained with relief and helplessness, Ron has a good memory, but he has always used it in strange places-

However, it can always play an unexpected role.

Hermione remembers what seemed to have happened at the recent school celebration, but she was in the library and had no friends who could not mention it to her. Not to mention watching the morning news, the Hermione family was always in a hurry in the morning.

- Not everyone is going to record the morning news and watch an episode like a TV series like Ron.

"Shall we go and save her?" Ron scratched his head, "That pretty wanted man?" ”

[Silver Melon Side Quest - Rose on a Rainy Night: Two of the flowers in a garden bloom beautifully, the gardener tells them, 'I like the prettiest', the two flowers fight openly and secretly, and finally the jasmine in the sunny place wins, the gardener cuts it off, and smiles at the rose on a rainy night with scissors, 'Now you are the most beautiful'. Completion Conditions: Help Rachel escape from danger, Reward: Memory +50, Reaction +50]