Hogwarts Melon Eater

"Hey!" Neville shook Anna's hand, because Anna had been staring at a blank wall for a while, and Neville was a little anxious.

Of course, Neville couldn't see the system screen that appeared in front of Anna's eyes. If he could see it, he would probably be like Anna, trying his best to read the small words in the place with strong contrast... Of course he couldn't read it, because the system Chinese is displayed on the panel.

"Did you come alone, Neville?"

"No! And my grandma... But I didn't see her, do you think she has already gone back? Did she want to leave me?" Neville scared himself, looking a little anxious.

"She showed that she wanted to leave you?" Anna thought that Neville's grandma was an old lady who loved Neville very much and was strict with Neville.

"No, although grandma is very strict, she shouldn't do this... I used to get lost, and she would use the Flying Spell to call me back, which is a somewhat complicated spell to retrieve lost items..." Na Wei pinched the corner of his clothes, "Probably..."

"Then when did you come here with grandma?" Anna was going to figure out what happened first.

"In the evening, I'll be here after dinner!"

"Then do you remember when you fell asleep here?"

Neville scratched his hair, "I was done visiting my parents by that time, and grandma went to say something to the therapist, and I sat on the sofa, and then I fell asleep? Maybe? I don't remember how I fell asleep, If you want to know..."

This way... Neville's grandma should find out that Neville is missing, and use the Flying Curse to find him back...

"What's the matter with the bag on your head?" Neville touched the bag on his head, looking at Anna with some doubts and some grievances.

Anna raised her hands in surrender, "I didn't do anything!"

Observing that there was some gray powder on Neville's head, Anna walked to where Neville was sitting and looked up at the ceiling.

"Neville... I guess your grandma was upstairs..."

"how do you know?"

Anna looked at Neville sympathetically, "The bag on your head should be the effect of your grandma using the Flying Charm upstairs," Anna pointed to the ash-dropped ceiling, "It just hit there, I guess You fainted..."

Neville swallowed and touched the bag on his head with lingering fears.

"I suggest you go to the sixth floor to see, maybe your grandma hasn't left yet."

"What about you? Do you want to go with me?" Neville hoped that Anna, who seemed reliable, could be with him.

But Anna refused, "I just had a magic riot, I have to wait here for inspection and can't walk around..."

"Magic riot! My God! But you look... um... fine?"

"Yes, I really don't feel anything, just leave me alone, go to the sixth floor, child, come down to find me if you can't find grandma!" Anna estimated that she should be ready for the examination soon.

"...Okay... I wish you good health..." Neville took the elevator to the sixth floor with a worried look.

Anna sat on the bean paste sofa, and a few minutes later, Arthur Weasley came over with a short-haired lady.

"Anna, are you feeling okay? This is Ms. Daisy, the therapist."

Daisy looked at Anna up and down, "To be honest, this really doesn't look like a child who just experienced a magical violence!"

"Hello! Ms. Daisy!" Anna greeted politely.

"Hello dear, we're going to give you a comprehensive inspection, come with me!" Diane nodded to Arthur and took Anna to a seemingly ordinary room.

"Please sit on the wooden chair and straighten your arms." Anna sat on the wooden chair against the wall in the room, straightened her arms, and looked around.

A desk for the therapist with some chocolate cockroaches on the table, the movable chair seems to have a mind of its own and is preventing Daisy from putting Anna's coat on it.

The large file cabinet drawers were opening and closing by themselves, and the small wooden chair sitting under Anna's buttocks - Anna always felt the urge to run...

This is magic...