"Whew!"

Inside the room, the fallen 'corpse' suddenly came back to life.

Melda staggered to her feet, breathing greedily.

In just ten minutes, he actually experienced life and death.

What a life! It's really a lot of ups and downs.

...

The feeling of death is not too good.

The feeling of suffocation being held down by something, in the last second of his thoughts.

He didn't feel the so-called relief for a second.

The mind is full of marquee regrets.

Now that he is alive, he must not let the regret continue.

Melda quickly got up and ran out.

Towards the outside of the house where there is a request.

He knew where Hermione was! He knew her too well. From the eighth floor to the seventh floor, the moonlight shone on Melda's face through the window where the mermaid princess was depicted.

"Bang!"

He jerked over several flights of stairs and jumped to the ground. The huge inertia forced his head full of black broken hair to drift away with the wind.

Melda casually brushed away a few strands of hair that obscured her vision.

But he didn't see it, and a little golden light began to spread from the roots of his hair.

Fifth floor!

Melda turned into a gust of wind, his face full of excitement, and even the soles of his feet seemed to be a little lighter.

Free and unfettered. And his hair color was slowly dyed with the wind, the color of the sun.

Third floor!

Girls' bathroom. Or it's better known by another name, the weeping myrtle's lavatory.

No student would want to come here because of the golden lady.

Only Hermione would be here, and because of Myrtle.

"Hermione !!"

Melda stepped on, overflowing water, splashing droplets that seemed to transmit his voice as well.

His voice was heard throughout the bathroom, and in addition to that, there were a few faint convulsions.

"I know you're here." He walked straight into the depths of the bathroom, knowing that Hermione was behind some wooden door.

Suddenly, a faint sound came from behind a wooden door.

"Go away!"

Hearing this, Melda easily found Hermione's place, he gently held the handle, and then slowly pushed it away.

"I want to apologize to you!"

A strange light appeared in her amber eyes, and Melda looked directly into Hermione's eyes and asked softly, "I don't want to make some excuses, but please forgive me for my conceit during this time." ”

Hermione rubbed her swollen eyes and looked at Melda silently.

She was stunned for a moment, and then her face was visibly filled with joy.

But the happy appearance didn't last for two seconds, and she bit her lip to endure that look.

It's just that no matter how much she controls it, the corners of her mouth curl up, but she can't take it back.

"So, Ms. Hermione Granger, are you willing to accept my apology?"

"Humph!"

Hermione snorted lightly, then stood up briskly, and said proudly, "Since you sincerely apologized, then I have to accept it with great compassion." ”

After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh herself, and then jumped at Melda.

...

In the Gryffindor common room, the lion cubs continued their celebrations.

As the hero of tonight, Ron can be regarded as raising his eyebrows. Everyone looked at him longingly, but they made him proud.

Ron even felt that his life was worth it. Even now that Voldemort was standing in front of him, he would throw his head up, let out an unbridled laugh, and rush over.

Complete his heroic life.

"Hey, Melda Hermione, why did you guys come back." The lively atmosphere has just dissipated, and everyone still seems to be unsatisfied.

Harry, Ron, Neville, the Twins, Ginny, and the other lion cubs were gathered around the fire, listening to Ron talk about his glorious achievements.

Melda pulled Hermione around and sat around, then looked at Ron with disgust.

He said even more mercilessly, "If Harry was here, he would definitely be able to catch that dark wizard." ”

"It's just a little Merlin medallion, and you're floating?"

"What is the little Merlin Medal, you know..."

Ron was about to have a seizure when Melda immediately made a baa gesture, and then he continued, "Harry can hit you ten, believe it?" ”

"Do you know how urgent it was? I'm not afraid of danger..."

"Harry can beat you ten."

"I've defeated a dozen dark wizards."

"Harry can beat you ten."

"I also rescued a witch from the Ilvermorni School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It's pretty. ”

"Harry can beat you ten."

Ron was speechless, he drooped his head, and said weakly to Melda, "Can we not mention another sentence?" ”

"Hermione can hit you ten. I'm conservatively estimated that I can beat you a hundred. ”

"Hey! Wait a minute. Melda stopped suddenly, pointed at Ron, and said, "What did you just say?" ”

"Uh... I saved a witch? ”

"Oh, that's good. Ron, go out and solve your life's problems? Melda chuckled, a playful look in her eyes.

"What! We're not familiar with it at all, okay? Ron's eyes flickered as he spoke, and then he said something that caused everyone present to laugh like a goose.

"Oops! People are the secret weapon of the Magical Congress of the United States, and it is not accessible to ordinary people at all. Seeing that he was getting darker and darker, Ron quickly changed direction and said.

"Secret weapon?"

"yes!"

Ron nodded solemnly, it was true, as soon as Ioth returned to the Magic Congress, she was taken away by the professors of Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and he never saw her again.

And the group of dark wizards who attacked her were obviously coming for Ios, and she must have some secrets in her. That's why they want her.

"She seems to be able to turn into a black mist, and she is incredibly powerful in the black mist."

"Black Mist?" Something suddenly occurred to Melda. Then he hurriedly asked, "Is it silent?" ”

"Yes, it's called Silence. When the Black Mist started attacking, I heard some adult wizards next to me say the name! ”

"I see!" Melda understood. He finally figured it out.

"Melda, do you know something?" Hermione, who was sitting next to Melda, hurriedly asked.

"Wait, let's take our time."

"First of all, I'll explain what you gave Hermione about your medal." Melda cleared her throat and slowly began to explain in the expectant eyes of everyone.

"Whether it's the Thunderbird Medal or the Order of Merlin of the Third Degree, there is only one reason, and that is to hope that you can remain silent.

Their meaning is simple. The British want you to be taken away by the Dark Wizard and that you don't want to pursue it anymore.

The meaning of the medal is the same on the American side and for Ron.

The benefits have already been given to you, I hope you can shut up, swallow this, and it's better never to mention it again, and more importantly, don't dig into it. ”

"However, the British only hope that Hermione will not make a noise about her abduction by the Dark Wizard.

After all, a first-year Hogwoods freshman was kidnapped by an evil dark wizard, and if this is reported, it is estimated that the Minister of Magic will be replaced if he can't catch someone.

On the American side, it is obvious that it should be deeper. ”