Amosta, who has become famous in the wizarding world, is busy dealing with the endless invitations to banquets and seminars, but in school, life is not so easy for Harry, Hermione and Ron.
Although all three of them claimed that they had fully recovered, Madam Pomfrey was stubborn and determined to keep them in the school hospital for observation, and forced them to drink a lot of weird potions every day. Every once in a while, they would open their eyelids and carefully observe whether there were any disturbing changes in their pupils.
Finally, one week after the werewolf incident, and the weekend came again, Harry, who was eager to return to his classmates, couldn't bear it anymore.
"I swear on my life, Madam Pomfrey, none of the three of us have been bitten by a werewolf!"
"This is something that is impossible to say!"
Madam Pomfrey quickly grabbed Harry's eyelids, and while shining the light from her wand into Harry's emerald green eyes, she said displeasedly,
"I'm afraid you don't know exactly how many wounds there were on the three of you when you were carried back. Of course, no traces of bites were found, but studies have shown that werewolf claws may also cause pathological changes. If this possibility cannot be completely ruled out, let you go back. Think about it, having a sexual outburst in the common room or classroom. Hiss."
The thought of this possibility made Madam Pomfrey tremble. She let go of Harry's eyelids, grabbed Hermione who was trying to avoid it, and did the same to her eyelids.
"But--"
Ron, who was standing in line, pointed out sharply,
"Snape and Hagrid have gone back a long time ago, haven't they? I mean, they were also seriously injured. Why are you willing to let them go and leave us here!"
"Oh, you know, Mr. Weasley--"
Madam Pomfrey opened Hermione's other eyelid and said casually,
"Professor Snape is proficient in potions, and most people who are good at potions are also good at healing. He has the ability to figure out whether there are any bad changes in his body. And Hagrid, yes, he was indeed bitten by a werewolf. But Dumbledore has promised that his special bloodline will be extremely resistant to that terrible virus."
"Special bloodline?"
Harry, who was rubbing his eyes, stopped and stared at Madam Pomfrey who was beginning to examine Ron.
"Does Hagrid have any special bloodline?"
"Please don't interrupt my work, Mr. Potter."
Madam Pomfrey said distractedly, perhaps because she was a little unhappy with Ron's questioning just now, so she treated Ron a little roughly, causing Ron to hiss in pain and gasp.
"But Madam Pomfrey-"
Hermione's eyes were red and she said pitifully,
"We have been behind on our homework for a week, and Professor McGonagall certainly doesn't want to see us fail every class during the final exam."
They ultimately failed to persuade Madam Pomfrey to let them leave, but she agreed to help them consult with Principal Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall during lunch.
In order to prevent the three of them from potential danger, Madam Pomfrey arranged separate wards for the three of them, and they were strictly not allowed to meet with the little wizards outside. Even the three of them were only allowed during inspections. They get together.
However, due to the existence of Harry's invisibility cloak, these regulations are ineffective for them.
Half an hour later, Harry and Ron reunited in Hermione's ward. She was studying on the wooden cabinet beside the bed, turning a blind eye to the arrival of Harry and Ron.
Harry and Ron didn't mind enjoying a relaxing break between their pressing classes, but being detained in the school hospital for a week without being allowed to have contact with anyone outside felt no different from being in jail.
"I thought we were being praised—"
Ron raised his head and stared at the cold ceiling with a lifeless look on his face.
"But as a result, the school treats heroes like wizards treat ghouls and keeps them in small enclosed spaces?"
Harry was also dejected. The main content reported in the Daily Prophet in the past few days had been Professor Blaine. About Peter and Sirius, not a single word was mentioned.
"Objectively speaking-"
Hermione grabbed the quill and wrote quickly on the parchment, saying without raising her head,
"We didn't make any difference that night, did we?"
"Are you crazy?!"
Ron puffed up his cheeks in surprise, and even Harry stared at Hermione in confusion. They all thought she was a little delirious because she was angry because she couldn't attend class.
"Think about it-" Hermione said calmly,
"Sirius was not saved by us. It was Hagrid, Professor Remus, Professor Snape and the centaurs who fought off Greyback - of course, it was us who captured Peter. But you have to know that this matter cannot be told outside, after all, we did not do it through legitimate means. I mean, we used the time turner."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, and for a moment, they really couldn't refute Hermione's point of view.
"but--"
After a while, Ron finally thought of a good reason, he frowned and retorted,
"Hagrid, Professor Lupin and Snape, they all entered the Forbidden Forest because of us, right? If we hadn't violated the school rules, Sirius would have died due to Madara Peter's conspiracy."
Harry nodded in approval, but then he thought that the reason the three of them ran into the Forbidden Forest that night was because they accidentally discovered Scabbers appearing at the door of the lounge, but then they went back to the past through the time turner. At that time, judging from the Marauder's Map, Banana should have been lingering on the edge of the Forbidden Forest at that time. In other words, the 'Scabbers' who seduced them was probably fake.
Ron didn't follow him and Hermione on time travel. He didn't know the details, but with Hermione's head, she must have realized that something was wrong.
Hermione sighed, but did not continue to speak. She had been worried about the time turner.
Professor Blaine took the damaged time turner from her before and said he would help her deal with it, but this week he never returned to school.
"what is that?"
Hermione subconsciously glanced under her pillow, and Harry, who was observing her expression, followed Hermione's hidden gaze and noticed the corner of a magazine sticking out from under the pillow.
This scene seemed familiar. Ron quickly pulled out the book with quick eyes and hands. He blocked the angry Hermione with one hand and raised the magazine in the air with the other hand.
"Wizard Weekly, my mother likes to read this-"
Ron muttered, and then, when Harry and Ron noticed the handsome-looking wizard smiling gently on the edge of the cover at the same time, the corners of their mouths twitched.
"So to say--"
Ron wanted to laugh but didn't dare because Hermione was glaring at him furiously, as if she wanted to eat him and Harry alive.
"Professor Blaine inherited Lockhart's reputation as a liar, and you transferred your admiration for Lockhart to Professor Blaine?"
"This has nothing to do with you, Ron!"
Hermione screamed angrily, jumped up and took back the magazine from Ron's hand. She didn't know why, but she subconsciously explained,
"Professor Brain's knowledge is genuine!"
Ron shrugged.
"Why do you have to be so secretive? When Harry and I sneaked out last night, several Ravenclaw girls were talking loudly in the corridor about whether Professor Blaine has a girlfriend. If you ask me, this is really stupid. It’s clear that Professor Blaine won’t be interested in a little witch with pimples on her face.”
boom--
Harry didn't know where Ron's words had poked a hornet's nest, but Hermione was obviously even more angry. Her amber-like pure yellow eyes showed a frightening light. Ron and Harry, realizing that something was wrong, backed away. But they accidentally tripped over each other and rolled to the ground.
"Potter, Weasley, what are you playing?"
The door to the ward was suddenly pushed open. Professor McGonagall pursed her lips into a thin layer and looked sternly.
(End of chapter)
