Amosta, who came out of the campus hospital, walked through the corridor towards the stairs. Unexpectedly, he encountered several little guys from the Weasley family standing at the corner of the stairs. They seemed to have discovered that Professor Blaine was heading towards the stairs. He walked this way, but didn't avoid it, as if he was waiting for him.
"It seems it's almost bedtime now, Mr. Weasley?"
Amosta looked at Prefect Percy and the twins and Ron Weasley standing behind him, "Did you suddenly want to hold a family party?"
"Actually, that's the case, Professor Blaine--"
Except for Ginny, it was rare that all the Weasley children were present and looked at each other. Finally, the oldest Percy stood up and explained,
"Professor McGonagall doesn't allow us to visit the campus hospital, but we are worried about Ginny..."
"ah--"
Amosta smiled and nodded understandingly,
"It is reasonable to worry about the safety of your family. Don't worry, everyone, your little sister is very healthy. In fact, no little wizard has suffered any substantial harm. Madam Pomfrey has already said that they only need to stay overnight in the school hospital. He will be observed overnight and can be discharged from the hospital early tomorrow morning."
This answer was undoubtedly reassuring. The brothers exhaled in unison. Ron, who was lucky enough to be scheduled to participate in the second half of the trial by Amosta today, blinked and asked hopefully,
"Professor Blaine, could you please allow us to go see Ginny...Harry and Hermione are also there..."
"Sorry, little guy--"
Amosta walked right through them and went downstairs.
"I think it's better for you to follow the doctor's instructions and not disturb their rest... Go back to the dormitory and sleep. When I get back to the office I find you guys still standing here stupidly. Then Gryffindor wants to re-elect the house this year. I’m afraid the cup’s dream is about to come to naught.”
"Actually, I also want to ask Professor Blaine what he has prepared for the senior practical classes." Percy smacked his lips regretfully as he stared at Professor Blaine's disappearing back.
"Don't have such wishful thinking, Percy. Professor Blaine has a very strict mouth. We tried, but he didn't want to say a word!"
After the common goal was disintegrated, a small gap unknown to outsiders emerged between the Weasley brothers. Ron looked sideways at Percy, his disdain palpable.
"I'm not like you, Ron. I'm a--"
The twins laughed and cheered, "Prefect!"
"Go back to bed, you three!"
Percy's face turned red at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and he shouted loudly to the twins and Ron, who had already left.
"If you don't learn to behave in the next few months, I will write to mom!"
"everything is normal?"
......."Um...."
The moment the door cracked open, Amosta caught a glimpse of Professor Snape sitting on the chair with his hands covering his face and his shoulders slightly hunched. This strange behavior had completely disappeared when the door was halfway open. After that, Snape Nep strode straight out of the office.
"I cried when I was frightened by the Inferi. I can't do that..."
Amosta walked up to the stool in the middle of the room and stared at the few drops of water stains on the ground in front of the stool with strange eyes. His eyebrows were raised high until there were no traces of tears left. He slowly raised his head and let out a meaningless laugh.
Maybe, before leaving Hogwarts, I should find a chance to talk to Professor Snape.
The wand was waved down, and the curtains and curtains were instantly closed. In order to ensure that no evil old man would peep at him, Amosta kept writing in the air with his wand, and powerful protective spells flashed with dazzling brilliance. The back imprint was carved into the void, isolating his office from Hogwarts through magic and multiple dimensions of space.
At this moment, this office is like a floating island in the boundless sea. No one can locate it except Amosta who is inside.
After a period of research, and relying on his profound magic background, Amosta finally digested the research information on memory magic obtained from Lockhart, and finally had the confidence to work without the assistance of the legendary alchemy tool Pensieve. Next, you can get a glimpse of the secrets hidden in the memory without bringing that memory back into your brain.
The light from the fireplace and candlesticks was extinguished, and the moonlight and starlight were blocked from the room by Amosta's magic. The office was truly plunged into darkness like the abyss of the universe.
In the eternal darkness, a bit of silver light infected the void, like ink dripping into a clear pool, gradually spreading and rippling with rhythmic ripples like breathing. After a while, a beautiful Milky Way appeared in Amos Tower. In front of you.
"Is it a plot that I can't remember?"
Amos has been waiting for the opportunity for this mystery to be revealed for some time. After being briefly dazed, he regained control of his reason. After the magical fluorescence enveloped his body, Amos did not hesitate. The tower plunged into the soothing flowing silver mist.
Amosta is like a fish swimming in the long river of time, walking lightly in forgotten memories. Pictures that really existed are clearly engraved in his mysterious eyes, and his brain is spinning at full speed. , his mood fluctuated and fluctuated...
"Do you think we can actually make it?"
The school hospital was dark, and all the little wizards were quietly staying in bed. There was only one reason why they were so honest - to ensure that there would be no accidents tonight in the school hospital where so many junior wizards gathered. Professor McGonagall and Professor Sprout are sitting here personally, looking after the little wizards together with Madam Pomfrey.
This was a new experience for the two professors. At this moment, they were huddled in the small office, chatting animatedly with Madam Pomfrey under the drunken moonlight.
However, the little wizards are not that easy to give in. Professor McGonagall ordered them to sleep well. Although they did not dare to resist, there were countless people who sent messages from Feihe in private.
Harry's partner is not Hermione - his partner is lying on the opposite bed staring at him with evil eyes, so he can only talk to Hermione about some 'not taboo' topics.
"I don't think...Professor Brain would lie to us..."
Feihe, who was flapping his wings cautiously, got into Harry's quilt and opened the note. Hermione's views were written in beautiful handwriting on it.
"However, I recalled the content of every class taught by Professor Brain, and I didn't find that he ever mentioned anything about the things in the maze-"
Distraught, Harry balled up the note, rolled over and closed his eyes.
That night, when Professor Blaine mentioned that he had given a hint, Harry confirmed that a light flashed in his head, and the truth was only a few steps away from him.
However, it is indeed a very discouraging feeling to be so close but still unable to break through.
After confirming that Harry was no longer prepared to continue chatting, Hermione's beautiful eyes gradually became foggy, and her thoughts were no longer so clear.
She tucked the quilt in for herself and prepared to rest, but after tossing and turning for a long time, she still couldn't fall asleep.
The quiet ward became a battlefield of different styles of snoring. Hermione only left her forehead outside the quilt and entrusted her body to the warm quilt.
"What did Professor Brain do before coming to Hogwarts?"
On the first night, Professor Brain explained to everyone that the dark creatures in the maze were encountered by him during his journey. Because they had some research value, he kept a few of them... What kind of journey would be like this? What about dealing with dangerous creatures?
With doubts that may never be answered, Hermione's eyelids gradually drooped, and soon she fell into a deep sleep. On the other side, Amosta dispersed the silver mist and returned to the chair behind the desk. fell into a long silence.
