Traveling through Hogwarts, just wanting to have a love affair

At that moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Phoenix and Astoria.

The two of them became the focus of the room, but what each of them was thinking was very different.

Harry and Draco sat side by side on the sofa, their eyes revealing their excitement and joy at Phoenix's awakening.

However, they couldn't help but feel a little envious when they witnessed the intimate interaction between Astoria and Phoenix.

Both Harry and Draco knew that they themselves would not dare to express their emotions so openly in public.

They know that such behavior may attract the attention of people around them and may even lead to unnecessary gossip.

They long for it in their hearts, perhaps as they get older.

They can also be like Phoenix and Astoria, brave enough to show their emotions in front of others without worrying about other people's eyes and comments.

Despite this, they could only sit there quietly and observe the happy couple with envy.

Their hearts are full of longing for the future, hoping that one day they will also have such courage and freedom.

Lucius Malfoy, despite having had a tense relationship with Phoenix for some time, now had a soft look in his eyes.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart that Phoenix's existence was undoubtedly a salvation for the Malfoy family.

He thought silently:

"Luckily we have Phoenix, otherwise our Malfoy family would be cut off!"

The words echoed in his mind, causing him to be a little more forgiving of some of Phoenix's actions and decisions.

However, when his eyes turned to Draco and Harry, his feelings became mixed again.

He noticed that there was only a one year age difference between Draco and Phoenix.

But Phoenix had found a partner in Astoria, while Draco seemed to be making no progress in that regard.

Lucius couldn't help feeling a little dissatisfied and anxious. He secretly compared the two young men, his heart full of doubts and disappointment.

"Draco and Phoenix are only one year apart in age, how come Phoenix can find a girlfriend?"

Lucius repeated this in his mind, his eyes revealing his anticipation for Draco and his envy for Phoenix.

He sighed softly, his heart filled with worry about Draco's future:

"But why is Draco...Alas!"

His sigh contained worry about the future of his family and deep concern for Draco's personal happiness.

Narcissa Malfoy, with her unique elegance and nobility, watched the warm scene before her with satisfaction.

Her eyes showed approval of Phoenix and Astoria, and she was pleased with the development of their relationship.

However, when her gaze fell on Phoenix's eyes, which seemed difficult to open due to exhaustion, a trace of pity welled up in her heart.

She called their names softly, and said with a hint of tenderness in her voice:

"Phoenix, Astoria, sit here."

She pointed to a beautifully decorated table where comfortable seats had been prepared for them.

When Astoria heard Narcissa's call, she immediately showed respect for her elders and care for Phoenix.

She carefully held Phoenix, making sure he didn't feel any discomfort.

Her movements were gentle and careful, and she took every step with extreme caution so as not to disturb Phoenix's rest.

With Astoria's help, Phoenix slowly walked towards the table, and although his eyes were still half closed, there was a grateful smile on his face.

Narcissa watched them approach step by step, her heart filled with blessings for the young couple, and she was also satisfied with Astoria's thoughtfulness and care.

She knew that with Astoria by her side, Phoenix would be in the best possible care.

Draco and Harry, with concern and curiosity, quietly approached Phoenix and Astoria.

Draco frowned slightly, and with a hint of hesitation and worry in his voice, he asked softly:

"Phoenix, your eyes..."

He didn't finish his words, but the meaning was clear: he was worried that Phoenix might have suffered some kind of eye damage.

Phoenix sensed Draco's worry, he shook his head slightly with a wry smile on his face.

His voice was calm but firm, trying to ease Draco's concerns:

"Don't worry, it's just temporarily invisible. After all, the power is too strong."

His words revealed confidence in his abilities, but also a hint of helplessness.

He continued, with a hint of self-mockery in his tone:

"If I can use it all the time, wouldn't I be invincible in this magic world?"

There was a hint of relief in his laughter, as if he was using humor to alleviate the concerns of those around him.

He knew that his power was a double-edged sword. Although it was powerful, it also came with risks and costs.

Harry stood aside, listening to their conversation quietly, his eyes full of concern.

He knew that Phoenix's power was extraordinary, but he also knew that there were limits to how this power could be used.

He didn't interrupt, just stood there silently, supporting Phoenix with his presence.

Astoria gently squeezed Phoenix's hand, her gesture full of comfort and encouragement.

She believed Phoenix would recover soon and was proud of his strength.

Her eyes were shining with trust and love, as if telling Phoenix that she would always be by his side, whether he could see or not.

Lucius stood aside, his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something to Phoenix.

There was concern in his eyes, but in the end, he chose to remain silent and did not speak out the questions in his heart.

He was conflicted. On the one hand, he was worried about Phoenix's condition, but on the other hand, he didn't want to appear too proactive.

However, at this moment, Harry's voice broke the silence.

He asked directly and with concern:

"Phoenix, can your eyes really be restored?"

His question directly touched upon the concerns of everyone present, and also made Lucius feel a little relieved because Harry asked the question he wanted to ask but couldn't.

Harry's question heightened the tension a little, but his concern was obvious.

He continued:

"But Professor Snape said it would be difficult for your eyes to recover!"

There was a hint of uncertainty in his voice, clearly he was worried about what Professor Snape had said, but at the same time he was hoping Phoenix would have some positive response.

Phoenix's expression became somewhat serious when faced with this series of questions.

He knew that his answer would not only affect himself, but also those who cared about him.