"It's going to be okay Harley, I trust you."

Another week later, the letter from Hermione from France finally reached Hallie's hands.

Hermione was concerned about Hallie's plight and listed a number of ways to deal with the aftermath of traditional potions.

He also instructed Harley to write to Dumbledore or Snape if she really felt uncomfortable.

...

Harley slowly put Hermione's letter away and placed it at the bottom of her box.

Filled with Hogwarts memories.

Melda gave her the aid of Remy, who had been given a pick-me-up.

Ron gave her a complete set of Quidditch skills.

A detailed explanation of the rules of the Quidditch match that Hermione helped her find (a small essay written by the little witch herself). There were also a few uneaten horseshoe-shaped chocolates.

Ron's mom gave her a hand-knitted sweater.

Neville gave her iced lemon candy.

The twins give her a prank doll.

...

Put it all in order. Harley closed her eyes softly, and she felt as if she had been poked in the heart.

A tear ran down her cheek.

She struggled to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes. The sluggish mood that came out of my aunt's house was swept away.

Now she is looking forward to the start of school and seeing her friends.

...

And Hermione, who was in France at this time, had not been having a good time lately.

The reason is simple.

She's holding people hostage.

And the person she held hostage was still her own black cat.

Ever since that defeat in England, Philemon has been hiding in Hermione's house.

His Animagus was a black cat who couldn't go there under the madness of the Ministry of Magic.

In addition to this, he was injured, very seriously. If it weren't for his luck, maybe he would have seen death a long time ago.

It would take months for Hermione to recuperate from her injuries before she could move around.

But he's still trapped here.

Because Hermione was the only eyewitness to the event.

The Auror Office feared that the dastardly dark wizards would do something murderous, so they stepped up patrols around Hermione's house. The patrol continued for months. (Fudge was sanctioned by King again)

As a result, he has not had much of a chance.

Until Hermione came home for the summer vacation.

Until they came to France. (PS: It's very troublesome for pets to enter and exit, but magic, here it is written that Hermione cast an invisibility spell on her black cat.) ）

After leaving England, Philippon remained cautious.

He still didn't choose to be exposed, until a week after the Muggle couple had been walking around France with their witch daughter.

After confirming that there were no pursuers, he suddenly attacked.

And then...

Hehe.

I got up, was seconds, what is there to say.

It's also funny to say that in his Animagus state, he had already lost his wand.

However, his opponent was only a first-year wizard, so he didn't pay attention to it.

After turning back into a human form, he directly prepared to cast a silent spell to kill people and kill people.

Unexpectedly, Hermione's reaction was faster, and after noticing an unusual noise coming from behind her, she raised her hand and threw an arcane flying star.

And then?

There is no then.

Philimon, who has atrophied greatly in his body functions (he has been a cat for too long), can withstand this shock.

His body sank directly into the wall behind him, and he fainted with a tilt of his head.

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"Say it! Who are you? What is the purpose in my home? Where did it come from? What are you going to do? ”

Hermione first found a rope and tied Filimon to death.

Then cast the Leg Lock Spell and the Imprisonment Spell. Completely pinned him down on the couch.

Even the wand in her hand was still uneasy and sat on the side and stared at Philimon, if the other party had the slightest intention of resisting,

Then she didn't mind putting on the petrification charm.

"I'm going to fall on an eleven or twelve-year-old witch!" Filimon said self-deprecatingly.

Although he was tied, he still maintained his demeanor, and there was still a kind of grim smile on his face. Seems to be mocking Hermione's powerlessness.

"You think I don't dare to do anything to you?" Hermione was a little nervous, and although her face looked calm, she was already panicking.

It was the first time she had encountered such a thing, and she was only twelve years old anyway.

But she is very smart, she knows the person in front of her, and she remembers the events of that night vividly, so naturally she will not forget it.

This man was one of the masterminds of the time. A heinous murderer.

"I've informed the French Ministry of Magic, they'll be here in a moment."

In fact, Hermione didn't know how to contact the French Ministry of Magic at all, and now she only said it to scare him.

"Humph!"

Philemon snorted, apparently having seen through Hermione's little trick.

Come to think of it, from Hermione's parents, you can know that Hermione is a Muggle-born witch, and if you look at her age, she is only eleven or twelve years old. How could she possibly know about the magical world of other countries?

"You..."

Hermione waved her wand in a bit of a panic.

She was indeed a little powerless. She didn't know what to do, she didn't dare to leave directly, for fear that Philimon would open her eyes, and she didn't dare to kill, even if the other party was a dark wizard full of evil.

"What's the matter with your magic?"

Philemon could see Hermione's panic.

But what made him more concerned was Hermione's spell that had stunned him just now. That instantaneous magic that was silent and wandless.

It's hard to imagine that such a child of this age could be so profound.

"You don't have to worry about that, anyway, you don't want to run away." Hermione was a little nervous. But she still straightened her waist and said with a majestic look.

"Interesting, you little girl is kind of interesting."

Magic is about talent, and Philemon knew it from a long time ago, whether it was the original Dark Lord or the Dumbledore who stole the results, they all showed amazing talent at a very young age.

Only those who are talented can go further on the road of magic.

As for the identity of the Saints Organization on the surface, the Bohemian Club (which really exists) is famous for making friends with all kinds of magical geniuses.

A platform for geniuses. Developing their own high-end talents is also expanding their contacts.

In Europe, there are a lot of rookies in the wizarding world, and even some politicians are members of the Bohemian Club.

And Hermione's brilliant magical genius succeeded in attracting Philemon's heart.

A Hogwarts student.

A magical genius with outstanding talents.

A Muggle family from the bottom.

If you think about it, could there be better conditions than this? Become an informant of the saints, inside the enemy.

Waiting for the right moment, the sudden eruption dealt a heavy blow to Dumbledore.

This character is simply perfect.