"Hey!" Neville shook Anna's hand, as Anna had been staring at a blank wall for a while, and Neville was anxious.

Of course, Neville can't see the system screen that appears in front of Anna's eyes, and if he could, he would probably try his best to see the small words on it like Anna, in the place where the contrast is strong... Of course, he couldn't read it, because the system panel was displayed in Chinese.

"Are you here alone, Neville?"

"Nope! And my grandma... But I didn't see her, do you think she's going to go back? Did she want to leave me? Neville scared himself and looked a little anxious.

"She showed she wanted to leave you?" Anna remembers Neville's grandmother to be an old lady who loves Neville very much and is strict with Neville.

"No, although grandma is very strict, she probably wouldn't do that... When I was lost, she would use the Flying Charm to bring me back, a somewhat complicated spell to retrieve lost items..."Neville pinched the corner of his coat, "Like..."

"And when did you come here with grandma?" Anna was ready to figure out what had happened first.

"In the evening, I'll be here after dinner!"

"And do you remember when you fell asleep here?"

Neville scratched at his hair, "At that time I had already finished visiting my parents, and Grandma went to say something to the therapist, and I sat on the couch and then I fell asleep?" Maybe? I can't remember how I fell asleep, if you're wondering..."

Such... Neville's grandmother should notice that Neville is missing, and use the Flying Charm to get him back...

"What's the deal with this bag on your head?" Neville touched the bag on his head and looked at Anna with some confusion and some grievance.

Anna raised her hands in a gesture of surrender, "I didn't do anything!" ”

Observing some gray powder on Neville's head, Anna walked over to where Neville was sitting and looked up at the ceiling.

"Neville... I guess your grandma was upstairs at the time..."

"How do you know?"

Anna looked at Neville sympathetically, "The bag on your head should be the effect of your grandmother's flying spell upstairs," Anna pointed to the somewhat dusty ceiling, "just hit there, I guess you fainted..."

Neville swallowed and touched the bag on his head with trepidation.

"I suggest you go to the sixth floor and have a look, maybe your grandma hasn't left yet."

"What about you? Are you going with me? Neville wanted Anna, who seemed reliable, to be with him.

But Anna refused, "I just had a magical riot, and I'm going to wait here for inspection, and I can't walk around..."

"Magical Riot! Oh, my God! But you look... Well... Very good? ”

"Yes, I really don't feel anything, leave me alone, go to the sixth floor, kid, if you can't find grandma, come down to me again!" Anna figured she should be ready for a check-up right away.

“… All right... I wish you good health..."Neville took the elevator away to the sixth floor with a worried look.

Anna sat down on the bean paste couch, and a few minutes later, Arthur. Weasley walked over with a lady with short hair.

"Anna, are you feeling okay? This is Ms. Daisy, a therapist. ”

Daisy looked Anna up and down, "Honestly, this really doesn't look like a kid who just went through a magical riot!" ”

"Hello! Ms. Daisy! "Greetings from Anna.

"Hello dear, we're going to give you a full check-up, come with me!" Diane nodded to Arthur and led Anna to a seemingly ordinary room.

"Please sit on the wooden chair and stretch your arms straight", Anna sat on the wooden chair against the wall of the room, stretched out her arms, and looked around.

A desk for the therapist with some cockroach chocolates on the table and a movable chair that seems to have a mind of its own is preventing Daisy from placing Anna's coat on it.

The big filing cabinet drawers were playing with themselves, and the little wooden chair sitting under Anna's buttocks—Anna always felt the urge to run...

That's the magic...