Harry, Ron, and Hermione didn't stay late at Hagrid's Cottage, they also left Hagrid's Cottage shortly after Professor Bryan left.

Mainly because of Hermione, she wanted to go to the school hospital while time allowed, and ask Madam Pomfrey how to recover as soon as possible if someone who had been cursed by an eye disease could recover as soon as possible, and her idea was approved by Harry, but Ron's cold words discouraged the two of them.

"I think it's better not to---"

As they hurried across the field towards the castle, Hermione was telling Harry about her intention to go to the school hospital, and Ron said that.

"Why?" Harry asked, surprised, "Sirius's situation looks terrible—"

"If it's really bad, he'll figure it out on his own--" Ron said with a shrug of his shoulders, "You see, Professor Bryan didn't ask too much about his injuries, so, I guess Sirius just wanted to take this opportunity to spend a few more days at the school, and he wouldn't have been able to get himself much vacation under normal circumstances, would he?" ”

Harry and Hermione stopped and looked at him in surprise.

"What's wrong?" The look in his eyes made Ron a little overwhelmed, "If you guys—"

"Oh, no--" Harry laughed, "you're right, Ron, maybe Sirius's situation isn't that serious. So be it and let Sirius stay at school for a few days. ”

Hermione smiled happily as well. She and Harry felt the same way, they seemed to be missing a piece of their hearts in the nearly month that Ron had been estranged from them, and now that Ron was back with them, Harry and Hermione, including Ron, didn't want to think about whose fault it was this time.

The friendship between them is what matters.

As far as Hermione was concerned, Ron's willingness to reconcile with them brought her as much joy as she did when she passed the first test of the Triwizard Tournament.

The banquet in the auditorium was still going on, and the three of them saw Professor Bryan back in the midst of the guests, but they didn't want to participate in it anymore, so they crept up the stairs of the foyer.

"Professor Bryan just said he was going to check on Tim's soul—" On the way to Gryffindor Tower, as they discussed what had just happened, Harry said with a frown, "What the hell does that mean, and why didn't he say anything later?" ”

"Check the soul--" Ron shuddered, "sounds a little evil, doesn't it?" ”

"But what should I do with Dongm?"

Speaking of house-elves, Hermione said preoccupiedly,

"It can't stay with Hagrid for the rest of its life, it has to be independent. Live the life you want, all house-elves have the right to do so, they can't be enslaved like this anymore."

Both Harry and Ron kept their mouths shut, there was no end to the discussion.

The portrait of the fat lady spun open, and the sudden burst of cheers and noise inside made all three of them lose their minds a little, and Ron was the first to react,

"Surprise Banquet--" He climbed up first, then dragged Hermione, a little dazed, by the arm, "I knew there was going to be this!" ”

Tables and chairs in the common room are piled high with small mountains of cakes, as well as jugs of pumpkin juice and butterbeer. Lee Jordan set off some laborious fireworks, and many stars and sparks flashed in the air. Dean Thomas, who was a skilled painter, hung several striking new banners, most of which depicted Hermione's feet on a rock tumbling in mid-air and landing neatly on the dragon's neck.

"Oh-" Hermione's face turned very bright, "Actually, you don't need to be so excited--"

"What stupid are you talking about-"

Fred grinned and shoved Hermione in front of a pile of cakes and beer,

"You'll have to eat it all to be worthy of me and George and Lee making so many trips to the kitchen, ah, of course, you can also thank the kitchen elves, these little ones are busy tonight, they need to bother with the dinner in the auditorium, there's one in the Hufflepuff lounge, we've got one here, oh, and Beauxbatons and Durmstrang are also celebrating on their respective turf!"

"Indeed—"

Hermione's heart thumped as she remembered Winter's mother, the elf named Regal.

"But how am I supposed to get into the kitchen?"

Hermione asked in a very casual tone.

"It's convenient—" said Fred, "there's a door in the underground hallway, hidden behind an oil painting with a bowl of fruit, and you just have to scratch the pear, and it will laugh, and—"

Fred squeezed his mouth vigilantly,

"You're not trying to do the kind of publicity you used to give the elves in the kitchen, oh, please don't do that, you're going to make everyone have nothing to eat!"

A few people were giggled, but Hermione didn't speak, Harry and Ron looked at each other, sighed, and then laughed in unison.

Then, the celebration began, and when the atmosphere was high, many people were clamoring to see the golden egg Hermione had gotten, so Hermione had to go back to the dormitory and take the golden egg down. She placed the golden egg on the table and let everyone see it.

Truth be told, Hermione hadn't had time to take a good look at it herself!

After the game, she hurried back to the castle to put the golden eggs back in the dormitory and then went down to the common room, where she preferred to have a good conversation with Harry and Ron, and then, not long after, Professor McGonagall told her to come down to the Great Hall to attend the banquet as the representative of the Warriors.

The people were eager to help Hermione analyze what the terrible screams from the golden egg meant, but Hermione covered her ears nervously, unwilling to listen more.

Harry understood that although Professor Bryan had made it clear that the challenges Hermione faced in the first game that had just passed were also real, Hermione obviously couldn't completely let go of the baggage, and she probably wanted to finish the second game completely on her own.

The banquet was held late, and the young wizards returned to the dormitory one after another.

For nearly a month, the atmosphere in Harry's dormitory was not normal, mainly due to the altercation between Harry and Ron, although no one made the topic public, but in private, everyone knew about it.

Today, Seamus, Dean, and Neville were happy to see Harry and Ron talking shoulder to shoulder again, and they all talked a lot about the game in the dorm, and finally, the exhausted people fell asleep without even taking off their clothes.

The same is true for Harry, although he was not the one who played today, but he went to Hogsmeade Station to pick up people early in the morning with his classmates in gym class, and he was already exhausted after worrying about Hermione for most of the day, and he and Neville were the first to close their eyes.

Ron was woken up by Neville's snoring, and he was confused for several minutes before he realized what was going on. He stood up dizzily with his head propped up, looked at his roommates who were sleeping in his clothes, and grinned.

After throwing the quilt on everyone's bodies, Ron went back to his bed, ready to take off his clothes and go to bed, and then, in the dim candlelight of the dormitory, he saw something shining on his bedding, it was a coin.

The coin had been awarded to him by Professor Blaine, who had stayed by his side since he got it, and should have slipped out of his pocket onto the bed.

Ron stared at the coin for a long time, and his sleepiness dissipated.

He looked at Harry, who was already asleep, and somehow he remembered the image of him and Harry rushing into the Slytherin basement to save Ginny, when he was soon killed in the basilisk's mouth, and Harry struggled with the basilisk until Hermione brought Professor Brian over.

In fact, it was just over a year ago, but it seems like a long time has passed.

Ron looked at Neville again.

As Professor Brian's only class at Hogwarts, physical education has always been a special presence, and everyone else has heard more or less about what happens in the class, and Ron knows that Neville has been unable to keep up with the class lately, which has caused him a lot of pressure, but he has never heard Neville say that he wants to give up.

"I did this on myself--"

In the dark, a bitter Ron muttered as he picked up the coin and was about to stuff it back into his robes, and when his fingertips touched the cold coin, he remembered the smile Professor Bryan had given him tonight at Hagrid's Hut.

Call--

The cold wind suddenly entered, and Ron had already snatched the door out.

(End of chapter)