Astoria's eyes fell softly on Phoenix's sleeping face. His breathing was steady and deep, and he had obviously fallen asleep.

She adjusted her position slightly to get a better look at him, feeling a warm sensation in her heart.

Although today he snuck out on his adventure without telling her.

She felt a little apprehensive, but his honesty and frankness made her worries disappear.

Phoenix did not try to justify his actions or make up stories to avoid responsibility.

He chose the most direct way - to apologize. This simple act, for Astoria, was more powerful than any fancy words.

It proved his respect for her and the importance he placed on the relationship, which was very satisfying to her.

Although Astoria had little experience in social situations, she was not one to be easily hoodwinked.

Her mentor is Damocles, a well-informed wizard.

Many books were given to her, which not only enriched her knowledge but also broadened her horizons.

Among these books are works from the Muggle world, including works on psychology.

By reading these books, Astoria learned how to understand human psychology and behavior.

She knew that if Phoenix wanted to lie, he could easily find a suitable excuse.

He could have said he was in the Headmaster's office to take care of some urgent business, or he was going to see Grindelwald to discuss some important strategy.

These were all reasonable excuses, reasons enough for her to trust him, but Phoenix chose to be honest, and that was something she found very precious.

Astoria stroked Phoenix's hair gently, her heart filled with gratitude.

She was grateful for his honesty, grateful that he hadn't caused her to worry more.

She knows that their relationship, built on trust and understanding, is the key to their ability to face future challenges together.

On this quiet night, Astoria and Phoenix's hearts communicated silently and their feelings deepened in tacit understanding.

Astoria snuggled gently into Phoenix's side, and the two of them were immersed in the peace and contentment together.

It was as if the whole world made way for them, allowing them to enjoy this rare peace.

As the first ray of morning light shines through the gap in the curtains, a new day comes quietly.

Astoria woke up in her warm bed and stretched gently, feeling the fresh morning air.

She turned to look at Phoenix. He was still deep in his sleep with a contented smile on his face. It was obvious that last night's adventure had not affected his sleep quality.

Time waits for no one, Astoria knows, even though she wants Phoenix to sleep a little longer.

But today's class schedule did not allow them to delay. She gently pushed his shoulder and whispered:

"Phoenix, wake up, we still have classes in the morning!"

There was a hint of tenderness in her voice, but also a firmness that could not be ignored.

Phoenix grunted in his sleep, clearly unhappy at being disturbed.

His eyes slowly opened, revealing a hint of confusion, but he soon realized the urgency of time.

He rubbed his eyes, sat up, and began to prepare for the new day.

Meanwhile, Astoria was already busy, quickly organizing the books and materials she would need for today's class.

Her movements were skillful and methodical, and she soon had everything ready.

She knew that Phoenix needed some time to sober up, so she didn't rush him but gave him enough space.

When Phoenix finally finished washing up, he felt a little more refreshed.

He looked at everything Astoria had prepared, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart.

He knew that with Astoria by his side, his life became more organized and fulfilling.

Phoenix walked into the bathroom half asleep and half awake, staggering slightly.

He stood in front of the mirror and subconsciously wanted to check his appearance.

However, when his eyes fell on the reflection in the mirror.

He felt something was wrong - his vision seemed blurrier than usual, as if a thin layer of mist was covering his eyes.

He instinctively rubbed his eyes, trying to dispel the blur.

But no matter how hard he tried, his vision still did not become clear.

This suddenly made him sober up a lot. He frowned and started to think seriously.

Phoenix smiled bitterly and sighed, feeling somewhat helpless.

He realized that the blurry vision might be a side effect of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

Even though he only used it a few times, this powerful eye technique obviously put a certain strain on his eyes.

However, he quickly comforted himself that this mild degree of myopia would not affect his daily life.

He can read, write, and even perform magic normally.

Phoenix decided not to bother about it anymore, he thought to himself.

In the future, when using the Mangekyō Sharingan, you must be more cautious and try to reduce the number of times you use it.

He hopes the minor vision problem will heal naturally over time.

After all, he has a lot of important things to do and can't let his vision problems get in his way.

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