Harry Potter: Who cares about belated motherly love?

―――Although it felt like I had been unconscious for a long time, in reality it seemed like only a few minutes had passed.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself being held by Professor Lupin and rushed to the infirmary.

"Ronnie! Are you awake?"

The first person to notice that I woke up was Hermione, who ran after Professor Lupin while holding my textbooks (I later learned that Harry and Neville wanted to come with me, but were ordered by the professor to stay in the classroom to avoid confusion).

"Ronnie! That's great... How did it feel? Do you remember what happened before you passed out?"

Hearing Hermione's voice, Professor Lupin also stopped and leaned over to check my face. He was originally gentle and melancholy, but now he looked even more anxious and his face was paler than mine.

"I remember...but I really wish I could forget it."

I sighed and said. Professor Lupin tried to smile soothingly, but obviously failed, and the expression on his face became even more painful. He hesitated for a moment, but continued out of his professorial duty:

"…I'm sorry, Ronnie. It was my mistake to choose 'Boggart' as the teaching topic for the first lesson. Boggarts can sometimes even give adult wizards trouble... We should have started with low-threat magical creatures like 'Pixie the Goblin'."

"No, Professor. It's not your fault. I've been having nightmares lately, and something like this was bound to happen sooner or later."

I exhaled slowly and told the truth. Professor Lupin's face showed even more guilt, but he didn't say much, just nodded.

"…Anyway, let's go to the infirmary. Your body is cold as ice. We need to have Madam Pomfrey check it out as soon as possible."

Then he turned to Hermione and said:

"Hermione, as a professor, I officially authorize you to run through the corridors. Please go to the infirmary immediately and inform Madam Pomfrey of the situation so that she can prepare herself."

"Okay, Professor!"

Hermione agreed decisively and ran away, even her hair, which was always neat, was messed up. I watched her disappear at the end of the corridor, my head still dizzy.

"Well, we have to hurry. Madam Pomfrey will be angry if we are late."

Professor Lupin said with a wry smile, deliberately slowing down his pace to avoid making me feel bumpy.

Under the escort of Professor Lupin, I was finally sent to the infirmary.

Madam Pomfrey was already waiting at the door. When she saw me, her brows furrowed, but she quickly began her professional and thoughtful care.

The bed was piled with soft cushions, and I was covered with three thick blankets. In my hand was a large mug filled with hot chocolate, with a few large pieces of chocolate floating on it. Even after drinking the hot chocolate, my fingers were still cold and my body could not warm up. Madam Pomfrey specially stuffed two hot water bottles under the blankets, and she was relieved until I finally felt warm.

"Ah, that's great. Your complexion has recovered a little. How do you feel now?"

"Much better, thank you."

As my body temperature gradually returned to normal, I felt a lot more relaxed.

"You may be experiencing shock symptoms due to the huge mental shock and continuous lack of sleep. Looking at your dark circles, I'm afraid you haven't been sleeping well recently? ... Miss Ronnie, this question is a bit sensitive, but I have to ask: Have you had your first period?"

"Yes, at the beginning of the summer vacation."

"Is the cycle normal? About once every 28 to 30 days?"

"Well, actually… I haven't had it since the first time. Not for the past two months, so I was planning to come to you for consultation."

"Oh, my God! Why didn't you tell me earlier? For a pure-blood wizard like you, emotional fluctuations have a great impact on your physiology. This may be irregular menstruation caused by environmental changes and mental stress. Considering that you have just started to develop, it is too early to use medicine now... Let me give you some conditioning herbs. Drink a spoonful of feverfew extract mixed with water before going to bed. Also, make a cup of tea made from kudzu grass. It is best to drink a cup on an empty stomach every morning after getting up."

"Ok, thank you."

"You're welcome. But the infirmary has a limited supply of herbs, so you can ask Professor Sprout for some seeds or seedlings. Many senior students will divide the plants from her and grow them themselves."

"I see. Thank you."

"You're welcome. But you have to stay in the infirmary for observation today. Wait for me to bring dinner and then take a rest. Don't forget, a good rest is the most important thing."

Although I had recovered a little, I still curled up in the cushions and lay down. Soon, the warmth of the hot water bottle made me relax, and the fatigue came over me like a tide. I closed my eyes and fell asleep unknowingly.

Although this day had a bad start, it ultimately made me realize that both physical and psychological trauma require careful care and healing.