Life is a one-way journey, the scenery along the way, the people and things you meet along the way, whether you like or dislike it, they can only accompany you through a certain journey, and in the end, they will gradually drift away from you.

Loneliness is the norm in life.

The phantom Amosta floated at a height of 100 feet, quietly looking at Louise, who was laughing and playing with her colleagues behind the glass curtain wall, with a faint loneliness in her eyes.

Let's make this innocent girl happy for a while longer, Kingsley's side, and let him wait to contact her again.

The wind in the sky tossed the soft gray hair, Amosta pressed the top of his head, looked up at the blue sky, took a deep breath, raised his feet and walked into the void, and continued his journey.

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries.

Whether it's a Muggle or a wizard's hospital, busyness is always the eternal melody. At noon, the therapists in dark green smocks didn't even have time to sit down and enjoy a good lunch, and it was already the daily routine for therapists to lean against the corner of the corridor and gobble up their lunch boxes in their hands.

Bang Bang –

A loud shout from the fourth floor overpowered the commotion in the hospital, and the therapists who were eating in the corridor on the fifth floor threw off their lunch boxes and rushed downstairs with a roar, which woke Hermione, who was accustomed to the noise of St. Mungo.

There was an extra desk in the originally modest hospital room, and the golden sunlight shining through the window high above the wall happened to be sprinkled on Hermione's desk, and the chaotic trajectory of the dust disturbed by Hermione's steady breathing was reflected in the chaotic trajectory.

Turning her head to look at the therapist running down the hallway outside the door, Hermione blinked with a hint of curiosity in her eyes, but in the end, she gave up on going out to see the excitement and focused on her schoolwork.

It's been almost two weeks since she'd been out of Hogwarts, and as she entered her senior year, her course progress had sped up significantly, and Hermione couldn't afford to lie in bed just thinking about the homework she'd missed during that time.

Therefore, since the curse on her body suddenly disappeared the day before yesterday and her energy recovered, Hermione, who could no longer hold back her anxiety, immediately proposed to return to Hogwarts, but was strongly opposed by Sirius and Tonks.

"Your friends can't wait to meet you!"

Hermione easily took the schoolbag that Sirius, a man in the prime of life, was carrying with some difficulty, and when Sirius said this, Hermione's cheeks flushed and she smiled happily.

She is already imagining her life back on campus, but there are still plenty of headaches.

The lessons and homework that have been missed during this time must be made up, Hermione, who was lying at her desk and was single-minded, thought.

This meant that she would definitely be overloaded for the rest of the day, as there was something else that would take her a lot of energy.

Although she was almost dead from the curse, Hermione never forgot that the second game of the Triwizard Tournament was only ten days away.

It seemed like a good excuse, because she was weakened by the curse and the healing took too much time, so losing the game was a 'justifiable' thing, but Hermione didn't want to make such an excuse for herself, she still wanted to give it her all and hope that she would perform well.

The problem is that St. Mungo's is not a Hogwarts library, there are not so many materials to draw on, and she still lacks a good way to survive underwater for an hour.

Thinking of this, Hermione's delicate brow appeared faintly worried, time was so short, she even missed the time turner she used in her third grade.

When, when, when-

There was a sudden crisp knock on the door, and when she heard this sound, Hermione smiled a little comfortably with a sad face,

"Hello Tonks, is it time for dinner, your hair today. Oh, what's wrong with your clothes! ”

Hermione thumped her chair away and stood up in surprise, staring at the claw marks on the handsome black jacket of the orange-haired Tonks.

"Don't you think it's cool?"

Tonks looked at the claw marks on her clothes and said with a grin, but then, she sighed again,

"The unlucky guy who was bitten by a werewolf downstairs is still in the irrepressible frenzy after being bitten, and the strikers in the ministry can't control him, Sirius and I happened to meet this scene, by the way, help, oh, Sirius is still watching the poor guy below!"

"But!"

Hermione frowned, confused as she asked,

"Haven't the werewolves in the UK been cleared by Professor Blaine?"

"Those guys are like spotted mangs under the floor, as long as there is a dark and damp environment, they will always grow again, and you can't kill them immediately. Of course, I mean the evil werewolves who kill people and turn normal people into werewolves,"

Tonks immediately added,

"Remus's kind is a different story entirely, he can be trusted."

Hermione pursed her lips and didn't speak.

Spending some time with Tonks and Sirius, when talking about Remus, Tonks's words revealed something that went beyond the appreciation of friends, and Hermione saw it clearly.

"Don't mention this—"

Tonks sighed, she put her lunch box on Hermione's desk, she shook the newspaper in her other hand, and smiled happily,

"There's good news, an hour ago, the Daily Prophet urgently printed a special issue, let's take a look!"

Good news?

Hermione raised her eyebrows, she took the newspaper handed by Tonks, and opened it urgently, the moment the familiar calm face came into view above the first page, Hermione's heart throbbed fiercely, and a smile of surprise appeared on her cheeks uncontrollably,

"Professor Bryan is back!"

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic held a press conference early this morning, and Amosta gave an official account of the duel at the Muggle University in Berlin and the fire in the suburbs that took place the other day, tsk!"

Tonks squinted at the young face in the newspaper and admired,

"Needless to say, the fame has soared, and Amosta's limelight has completely overshadowed Dumbledore in the past two years, oh, when I was at Hogwarts, if anyone had told me that Slytherin's 'stuffy gourd' could have achieved what it is today, I would definitely say that he was crazy, but he changed many people's image of Slytherin."

Hermione nodded in agreement.

If you think about it, since Professor Bryant came to Hogwarts, even the Gryffindor students, who have the most acute conflicts with Slytherin House, have had a sharp decrease in the number of conflicts with Slytherin students in the past two years.

It's not because of Professor Blaine's strict discipline, but because he has become a benchmark himself, a target for the Slytherin students to imitate, and, in a real way, change their bad character.

The most obvious one is Draco Malfoy, who has finally figured out that it makes more sense to improve his magical prowess than to be a disgusted 'school bully'.

Hermione swept the words on the newspaper with a glance, but as her gaze moved down, her brow furrowed slightly, and her eyes showed a little confusion, and just as she raised to look at Tonks to ask something, a voice suddenly came from the door of the hospital room, interrupting her question,

"Is St. Mungo's vacation still enjoyable, Hermione?"

Oh!

Looking at the smiling young man at the door, Hermione and Tonks in the hospital room invariably let out a surprise call.

(End of chapter)