Hogwarts Homecoming

Hermione felt like everything was back to when she first entered the first grade. She was alone at all times, going to class, eating alone, and going to the library alone. Her classmates kept her at arm's length. Oh, you can't say that, she I can feel a few pairs of worried eyes falling on me, but I have been hesitating whether to approach or not.

"We should go and comfort her."

The students left the auditorium in an endless stream, and there were not many people on the long table in Gryffindor. Harry tried to persuade Ron, who was a little bit unbearable, but was rejected by Ron, who was still angry.

"I think we can use this opportunity to make her change her arrogant temperament!"

When Ron's angry words reached her ears, Hermione's lips tightened suddenly, and she suddenly had the urge to cry, but she tried her best to hold back the urge, grabbed her schoolbag, got up and was about to leave .

"Miss Granger, please stay -"

Hermione turned around in surprise, and saw Professor Blaine standing up from the staff table and striding towards her.

"I wish you would find time to stop by my office before dinner, Miss Granger."

Ignoring those curious peeps, Amosta looked at the haggard Hermione and calmly dropped this sentence.

"But, Professor—"

Suddenly, after Hermione returned to Hogwarts, she hadn't visited Professor Brian alone. A bit too indifferent for the professor who helped me this time,

"I probably won't be able to spare time, Professor Brian. I have two classes in the afternoon. During dinner, I need to finish my thesis on the history of magic. In the evening, I will have Professor Sinistra's astronomical observation."

Amosta raised her eyebrows, feeling a little troubled by Hermione's uprightness and stubbornness,

"Since this is the case,"

Amosta said to Hermione in an indecisive tone, "Come with me now, Miss Granger."

"Professor Bryan also knows what's wrong with Hermione's nasty beast,"

When Hermione left with Professor Brian in a daze, Ron immediately said impatiently,

"Could he have called her to persuade her to throw it away?"

"I don't think it's very likely, Ron"

Harry said a little helplessly,

"Professor Blaine won't go to war just because a cat ate a mouse."

"professor--"

Pushing open the window, the sky was still that unpleasant gray, and on the wet lawn, Mrs. Hooch was teaching Ravenclaw's first-year wizards how to sit steadily on broomsticks.

Amosta groped around from her bosom, took out a bottle of light green potion and poured a few drops into the teacup, then poured boiling tea, and handed it to Hermione with puzzled eyes, Back to the seat behind the desk.

"When I went to visit Professor Snape yesterday, I took some dried Billywig pincers from him and brewed some sobriety potions for myself, but," Amosta took the bottle containing the sober potion Putting it in front of Hermione, "I think you may need it more than I do."

"Oh, thank you, Professor!"

Hermione bit her lip and said emotionally.

Amosta waved his hand casually, signaling Hermione to wake himself up first, and the office fell into silence as a result, only the cold wind breaking in through the window grille was blowing their wizard robes.

"yesterday afternoon--"

Amosta, who had been staring at the rippling microwaves of the Black Lake, keenly noticed that Hermione, who had breathed a sigh of relief, was obviously in better spirits. He turned his head and said with a smile,

"Potter and Mr. Weasley came to visit me,"

Hermione immediately became nervous. She thought that Professor Brian would blame her for not visiting him with them, but she heard

"They told me that because of Crookshanks, Ron's rat named Scabbers doesn't seem to be doing well lately?"

Hermione suddenly showed a sad expression, she lowered her head, tears rolled in her eyes,

"Scabbets is dead."

After a while, Hermione said in a crying voice.

died? !

"He thinks Crookshanks did it. When did it happen?"

After understanding the general situation, Amosta frowned imperceptibly, looking at the little witch whose thin shoulders were trembling slightly, feeling a little confused inside.

In order to prevent inexplicable people from entering and exiting the Shrieking Shack, the warning spell that I set around the house will feed back any living creatures with certain magical powers that try to break into the room, and automatically attach a positioning mark, Amosta The reason for doing this is to make it easier for someone to accidentally break in and find something, so that I can find them in time to erase their memory.

When dining in the auditorium last night, judging from the feedback from the vigilance magic, Crookshanks probably didn't have enough time to 'crime'.

"It is not necessarily a cat that eats a mouse. Is it possible that an owl slipped in through the window?"

"But Ron has Crookshanks hair on his bed."

Hermione was grateful that Professor Brian didn't immediately accuse Crookshanks of committing the crime, but Hermione couldn't pretend that was the case with Professor Brian's guess.

"Well, since that's the case"

Amosta rested his elbow on the armrest, propped his chin with his palm, and said thoughtfully,

"Did you try to sneak back with the Time-Turner?"

"No, Professor—"

After drinking some sober potion, Hermione shook her head with quick thoughts,

"It's against the law, Professor Blaine, and Professor McGonagall gave me a stern warning when he handed it over to me, not to use it for anything else"

As she was talking, Hermione suddenly realized what she was talking about. She stared at the smiling Professor Bryan with her wide and pretty eyes, with a frightened expression on her face.

The silence continued, one second, two seconds, three seconds.

clang!

Suddenly, Hermione jumped up from the stool and staggered back a few steps,

"Professor Boo, Professor Bryan, you know. You are Professor McGonagall. Oh, impossible, this is something that needs to be kept strictly confidential. I didn't even tell Harry and Ron. It is impossible for Professor McGonagall to tell you! "

"Hehe, don't be nervous, Miss Granger, I have no intention of sending you to Azkaban."

Looking at Hermione, who was a little nervous, Amosta made a joke.

"But!" Hermione still had a bewildered expression, "How did you know that if Professor McGonagall didn't tell you?"

"Harry and Ron didn't tell you about the Weasley brothers' speculation about my means of preventing Black from breaking into the castle again?"

Using the time-turner, a magical alchemy tool, means that I can spend a lot more time studying than others. In the eyes of others, this is equivalent to using cheating to improve academic performance. Professor Brian hastily exposed it. Hermione's Her face was blushing, but after hearing this question, a look of sadness appeared on her cheeks unconsciously.

"No, Professor—"

At the request of Professor Brian, Hermione sat back on the chair again, she shook her head aggrievedly and said,

"Because of the Crookshanks incident, the two of them don't like to talk to me very much recently"

Amosta called Hermione into his office, not to have a casual conversation with her. After understanding what was going on, he waved his hand, and the black curtain across the desk swung open, and the hundreds of small people behind the curtain The small partition screen with swaying figures was exposed to the air.

"You are very cautious, Hermione, you strictly abide by the operating regulations of the Time-Turner during use--"

Amosta was a little amused and said,

"But to me, it's a weird thing to see you sneaking around all over the screen.

Fortunately, my brain is flexible, and I guessed what was going on, otherwise, I should rush into Professor McGonagall's classroom to check carefully, among so many 'Hermione Grangers', is there any one who is drunk? Sirius Black with Polyjuice Potion! "