(A/N: Want to read ahead of what I have posted so far? Go to my Patreоn and get your early access chapters ^_^
By becoming a patron, you'll instantly unlock access up to 29 chapters (Chapter 150 already!)
spаtreon/HPMan
Thank you for your support! Enjoy new chapters.
______________________
I spent the rest of the evening quietly morizing everything, just leafing through books. From the outside, it might seem like I'm just wasting my ti. Perhaps it is so. Maybe I should go to soone more knowledgeable, and if I were Harry Potter, I'd already be standing in front of Dumbledore's desk. What's the point, though? I bet I'd be told sothing like:
"Harry, my boy, I'm well aware that you've been through a difficult ordeal. It's not easy for any of us, and we'll get through it together. I can't help you now, unfortunately, but I can promise you that I will gather the necessary information, prepare myself, and I will be sure to tell you when the ti cos. For now, go ho to Privet Drive - the full moon is coming soon."
Hehe. Thoughts like that made smile inadvertently.
"Mr. Knight," Mada Pince's voice distracted from my books, and I turned around at the sound.
"Yes?"
"In just a few minutes, the students will be arriving, and the new sester's feast will begin."
"Thanks for reminding ."
"You're welco."
Putting the books in their places delayed a bit, and so when I approached the great hall, the other students were already gathered there - just enough ti for them to leave their outerwear in the common rooms and their rooms. Hermione stepped out of the crowd and was imdiately beside .
"Hi," the girl smiled, giving an imdiate hug. I couldn't help but smile and reply.
"Hi. How was your vacation?"
"Just great! Let's hurry up and go to the hall. Honestly, I'm hungry. You can't imagine how much."
The students who had arrived from vacation were expressing their happiness in every way possible because there were no Dentors. Noise and happy faces everywhere. Everyone talked about so story that had happened to them over the vacations or how they'd spent the holiday with their relatives. Even the Slytherins, always strict about themselves and their table manners, were much more open. And in the heat of brainstorming, I didn't even notice how those necro-monsters flew back to Azkaban.
"Max, you have no idea how glad I am," Hermione smiled as she put all sorts of at on her plate.
"Yeah?" I love at too, and I'm keeping up with my friend's portion size.
"Of course," Hermione nodded confidently and with a smile. "Don't you feel it? It's even easier to breathe when the Dentors aren't around. Now we can study and train without any problems."
"You did it without any problem with the Dentors, too. Even with more enthusiasm."
"That's not it," Hermione chewed on a piece of chop. "Previously, it was as if from despair. No enthusiasm. It's different, and the results are a little different too."
"I can't argue with that."
After satisfying the first hunger, we slowed down and ate more asuredly, leaving pauses for conversation - an hour was allotted for this feast anyway.
"Why don't you tell what happened at Hogwarts while I was gone?"
"Well, I don't know all the details, but after Christmas, there was a terrible panic. From what I understand, Black snuck back into the castle. But, apparently," I waved my hand in the air, "this problem was solved on its own, and the next morning the headmaster said that Black, it turns out, didn't need Harry at all. Also, he had nothing to do with any Hogwarts student or professor. He had his own business here."
"Even so?"
"It's generally better to discuss this in a quiet environnt."
We were sitting next to each other, and no one cared about our conversations, so if quietly, we could. But not about everything.
"Got it. Listen, why are Ron and Harry looking suspiciously in our direction? I'd even say at you."
"Well, you know my parents, right?"
"Uh-oh, I see."
As the feast ca to an end, Dumbledore took the floor and congratulated everyone on the successful resolution of the situation regarding Black and the departure of the Dentors back to Azkaban. Good luck with your studies, and go to your beds! Nothing new, really.
For almost the first ti this school year, the senior courses decided to throw a party in the common room, having managed to change into looser clothes, so to speak, not according to the dress code. Not without the help of the twins who brought in the contraband. Hermione and I settled down on our couch, which no one ever pays attention to - third-year students are no longer chased to their bedrooms at bedti. The others were enjoying the absence of ntal pressure, sipping Butterbeer, bragging about the joking spells they'd learned, conjuring up various vivid special effects. The twins were handing out all kinds of incomprehensible sweets that did all kinds of transformative, color-changing nonsense to their students without any consequences.
Hermione took her wand out of the sleeve of her robe and waved it briefly, whispering a spell with just her lips. The air around us seed to float for a second, and everything went back to normal, only the sounds were a little muffled and as if under water.
"Tell ," she turned to half-turned.
Reviews
All reviews (0)