HP fan, I'm Ron Weasley

Come on, there's something wicked about this place! !Harry, let's go. "

Harry looked anxious:

"But Hermione—"

I'm still uneasy, and I always have a hairy feeling in my heart—why did the Department of Mysteries get in so easily?Now that Hermione is gone, I can't wait to get out of here immediately:

"Let's go first, Hermione isn't here! Neville!!"

Neville has already stretched out his hand to take the "jelly" with a smile:

"Look, it's all right—it's really like jelly, I feel like I can crush it when I squeeze it, really—"

"Don't pinch!! Neville, put it back!!"

Neville reluctantly put the thing back:

"What are you making such a fuss about, I don't think there's anything wrong with it!"

"This is the Department of Mysteries!! Don't move anything, let's go!!"

Although Harry was not reconciled, he had no choice but to follow me out. Just as we were about to reach the door, the wooden door creaked itself shut, followed by a burst of low-pitched ridicule:

"Well, well, well, it seems our savior has arrived long ago!"

With that platinum-blonde long hair, Harry had already whispered:

"Malfoy!!"

Three or four Death Eaters wearing black robes and silver masks were standing at the closed gate, looking at us maliciously, I turned around, not only the front, but also the back appeared at some point A few Death Eaters - we're surrounded!I could hear the terrified gasps of my companions, only Harry arched his body, raised his wand and said loudly:

"Where's Hermione?! Where did you hide Hermione?!?"

A female voice giggled nervously:

"Poor little Potter, 'Where did you hide Hermione'!"

Malfoy twirled his wand absently, sneered:

"Your stupidity is always shocking, Potter, Hogwarts has a magical barrier, and no one can bring students out—"

"The Dark Lord is omnipotent—"

That neurotic woman with greasy messy black hair, pale, contorted face that looked crazy and aggressive, voice that was shrill and piercing - she was the only one I'd seen without a mask, on the Daily Prophet , she is Bellatrix Lestrange who escaped from prison that year!Malfoy turned slightly sideways, respectfully said:

"Of course, the Dark Lord is omnipotent!"

"Stop talking nonsense—you dirty little white face! How long do you think the master can be fooled by you?!" Although the words were directed at Malfoy, her eyes seemed to be quenched, making people shudder, He stared straight at Harry: "Do your business!"

Malfoy didn't refute, he raised his chin, looked at us high above, and said coldly:

"Potter, I advise you to be obedient—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted loudly by Harry:

"And Hermione - I saw it, I saw Voldemort torturing her!!"

Bellatrix Lestrange looked like she had been punched hard in the face, and she pointed her wand at Harry:

"How dare you?! How dare you call the Dark Lord by his first name?!"

She looked like she was going to tear Harry into pieces at any moment, and Malfoy pushed her arm away:

"Bella, we still have business to do!!"

Lestrange panted heavily, and then said maliciously:

"Your mudblood is not here, believe me, I want her in our hands more than you!" He licked his lips pervertedly as he spoke, "I really can't wait to treat 'her' well!"

It was a trap from beginning to end, a trap for Harry! ! , there are 7 Death Eaters in total, and we only have 5 people, we are finished!I feel more hopeless than I've ever felt:

"What are you guys doing?!"

No one paid any attention to me, the five of us were close together, as helpless as lambs strayed into a pack of wolves.Malfoy's snake stick tapped the ground one after another, glanced at me, and continued:

"Potter, if you obey me obediently now, how about I let you go?"

"You're going to let me go, Malfoy?! Are you kidding a three-year-old?!"

Bellatrix Lestrange sneered:

"You're right, Potter, none of you are going to leave here tonight!! I advise you to be obedient if you want to avoid suffering!"

"Bella!" Malfoy interrupted her displeasedly: "I think I'll be in charge tonight, right—this is the master's order!!"

Bellatrix Lestrange glared at Malfoy bitterly, sneered and stopped talking, Malfoy continued:

"Potter, since you're not some 'three-year-old', let's open the skylight and say, there's no way you're leaving here tonight, but as long as you do what I say, I'll let your friend go leave!"

"you promise?!"

"I promise!"

Harry swallowed:

"What do you want me to do?"

I don't know if I'll have time to sneer—has Harry freaked out, he believes the Death Eaters' promises!

"First, hand over your wands - I don't want any unnecessary conflict right now."

I gripped the wand tightly, only a fool would want to hand over the wand at this time!Bellatrix Lestrange impatiently pointed at Neville, who was closest to her:

"Use your weapon—"

Immediately, the wand in my hand was pulled out of my palm by a strong force—our wands were all confiscated.Malfoy held Harry's wand in one hand, and pointed at Harry with the icy snake wand in the other:

"Now, I need you to take one thing - do you see these things on the shelf, there is a name underneath, take out the one with your name written on it!!"

We were pushed and pushed on, and Harry said:

"Why don't you take it yourself?!"

Malfoy said impatiently:

"Shut your mouth, Potter, do what you're told! Would I make it harder for you if I could hold it?!"

Passing through the long shelf, we were soon stopped to stand still, and the words "Harry Potter" were written on the shelf to my right.Malfoy's voice seemed very soft:

"Give it to me, Potter, give me the Remembrall—"

Harry hesitated for a moment, and took the so-called memory ball into his hand. Malfoy said urgently:

"Give it to me, Potter!"

Instead, Harry raised his hand high:

"Back, Malfoy, back with your people!!"

Malfoy took off the Death Eater's mask and threw it on the ground, angrily said:

"You'd better not play tricks, Potter - do you think you can escape?!"

"I say it one last time, back off!! This thing is not strong, I guess I could crush it hard!! I can't believe your master wants a broken memory ball!!"

Bellatrix Lestrange grabbed me, and pressed her hard wand against my neck:

"You're looking for your own death, brat!! Get the Remembrall or I'll let Weasley die in front of you right now!!"

I'm really glad that I have the habit of carrying Muggle supplies. After Kreacher's incident, I just took a small knife on my body. I didn't think about any danger I would encounter, and I didn't expect it to be useful. .All eyes were on Harry, and I stabbed Bellatrix Lestrange hard in the right side of the stomach - I've been secretly holding the knife in my hand since I was removed from the wand - Taking advantage of her pain, it was too late to pull out the knife, so she struggled to break free, and stood behind Harry with everyone. Harry said loudly:

"Now, back away from me!!"

Division of Mysteries IV

No one moved, I reacted quickly, and stood sideways in front of Harry, in case he was hit by the curse.Malfoy was furious:

"You little bastards, don't you really think that you will leave here safe and sound?!"

"But you really don't dare to do anything to us now, do you? Now, back off, trust me, this 'memory ball' isn't very strong!"

Malfoy stared at me and said viciously:

"Weasley, if you dare say one more word, I swear—"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Harry:

"Back off - I'd listen to Ron if I were you - now, give us back the wands!"

"Impossible! Without the memory ball, killing you is the same, Potter, the Dark Lord will reward us—"

"You're lying!" Harry said calmly, "Voldemort wants to kill me with his own hands, and he won't let you do it—I heard it with my own ears."

The Death Eaters fell silent, Malfoy narrowed his eyes and said:

"That's better than letting you get away with a memory ball! Potter, don't make me die—"

"I will stay, you let Ron and the others go, I will stay with the memory ball!"

"Harry—"

"It was my fault from the beginning, I put you in such a dangerous situation!"

Malfoy looked at Harry, smiled lightly and said:

"Yes, I can let your companions go, but you must stay - and of course the memory ball!"

"Give us back the wand!"

Malfoy said maliciously:

"Do you think that makes any difference, boy, don't make any more conditions—"

"Now! I swear I don't have that much sentiment, give us back the wand now, and let Ron and the others go, or we'll all die together!!!"

Malfoy's face turned cold, and he turned his head slightly to signal that the Death Eater behind him handed him his wand, while Bellatrix Lestrange sneered, and deliberately threw the wand on the ground. I touched Malfoy's face, and Malfoy's expression became even worse. I cautiously stepped forward under the eyes of a group of Death Eaters, and took the wand.Pass it to everyone quickly.Malfoy said impatiently:

"Except for Potter, everyone else should get out of here, before I'm in the worst mood!"

Harry was holding the memory ball, his eyes were fixed on Malfoy, I was close to him, and I could see him trembling slightly - Harry was afraid.Neville and the others looked at me begging for help.

"Dean, let's go!"|"

Neville trembled and said:

"Ron?"

"Go! Go back and find out where Hermione is!"

"Really!" Bellatrix Lestrange cursed loudly and uttered a spell—the wound on her stomach seemed to have completely healed—the large shelf not far away fell down, and all Everyone was taken aback.

"Do you think I'm playing with you?! Useless bastards, hurry up, or you'll never leave!!"

"Let's go, we are not their opponents, it's useless to stay, it's just a sacrifice for nothing, Dean, take them both away, thestrals are outside, run quickly, don't look back!!"

"Ron, you go too!!"

Harry looked at me stubbornly, I smiled at him comfortingly, and urged:

"Run, you guys, before it's too late!!"

Dean gritted his teeth and dragged Neville tremblingly around the group of Death Eaters and walked out the door step by step. Seamus looked at us, opened his mouth and followed.Harry hurriedly said:

"Ron—"

I helplessly raised my wand and lowered my body:

"Harry, don't be so willful next time!"

Neville and the others had already run out, and Malfoy tapped the ground with his silver wand:

"Very well—very well, it looks like we're the only ones left now! Potter, do you want to give me the memory ball first, or do you want to hand me the wand first?"

The Death Eaters laughed and looked at us like a helpless lamb.The Death Eaters approached step by step, and Harry and I stepped back step by step until we reached the end of the big wooden shelf. Throw the memory ball at them vigorously:

"This is what you want—"

A masked Death Eater hurriedly caught it, and everyone stopped and looked at the Death Eater.

"Smashed to pieces—"

The wooden frame in front of him exploded, and all the wooden blocks and memory balls flew in all directions, falling on the ground and the wall, and then translucent ghost-like figures appeared out of thin air, each of them began to talk about themselves. Words—I swear I've never cast such a successful shattering spell!Harry took advantage of the chaos and ran back crazily.I didn't dare to look back, and kept smashing the wooden frame around me as I ran-Harry was doing the same thing.Various curses flew by, and Bellatrix Lestrange cursed loudly behind him.It's a mess.

"Run to the gate—"

Harry shouted loudly, and Malfoy's shout sounded at the same time:

"Dolokhov, Rookwood, you two stand in front and don't let these two brats get away! Wiedersing, Janus, Bella, go right! The rest come with me—"

They want to outflank me!The door seemed hopeless as if it would never be reached, we didn't have time to think about it, we could only run back and forth in a panic, and soon Harry pushed me away, I couldn't control myself and rushed forward, and then I saw Harry flew past me like a parabola faster - he was hit by some spell.I lay on the ground and turned my head, the Death Eaters gradually approached through the "ghosts" one after another, Bellatrix Lestrange's hideous face was the closest, her wand was pointing straight at me , I could see the red light gradually emerging from the tip of her wand, I didn't even have time to despair, my mind went blank, I raised my wand subconsciously, and shouted out of nowhere:

"Avada Kedavra—"

As if time had been elongated, I saw two red lights crashing into my chest silently like lightning—one was from Bellatrix Lestrange, the other I don't know who sent it - I can feel a strong pressure into my chest, and my body takes off.A green ray of light sank into Bellatrix Lestrange's body, the back of her head collided with something, there was a "jump", the last scene before falling into darkness was Bellatrix Lestrange mixed A grim and bewildered face.

murderer

Professor Dumbledore came in time with someone to save me and Harry.The next morning, the Daily Prophet began to report the news of the return of the mysterious man.Professor Dumbledore is back at Hogwarts - no one is calling the Headmaster and Harry crazy anymore.All the people in our dormitory entered the medical wing, and I had a big bump on the back of my head, and I felt like throwing up whenever I moved.Seamus and the others were all slightly injured—they went back and forth, joined the battle with Professor Dumbledore—everyone was uncontrollably scared and excited.It's just that Hermione beats him up every time he tries to brag...Harry is the worst, he suffers from the Cruciatus Curse.Umbridge was expelled from the school, she used her authority to detain Hermione in private - it is not known whether this was the plan of the Death Eaters - and her corporal punishment of students was exposed up.The distance between Hermione and me finally completely disappeared, and the three of us became close again-literally.I never saw Draco again.

Two weeks after the summer vacation, Harry couldn’t wait to move from his aunt’s house to Sirius’s. The three of us basically lived in Sirius’s house. My mood has never been better, and I have nightmares almost every day. Stabbed Bellatrix Lestrange with a knife, with blood all over his hands and face, sometimes with a death curse, and then in the harsh laughter or screams of the crazy woman wake up.I started throwing up and couldn't sleep all night.I don't want to go home - afraid to face my family.After we came out of the hospital wing, Harry told me carefully in private that I killed Bellatrix Lestrange.I avoided what happened in the Department of Mysteries that day, because everyone was fine, so I didn't ask about the deaths and injuries of the Death Eaters. No one mentioned it, so I always thought I was fainting or dreaming.I can't forget the look in Harry's eyes when he was talking to me, trying to dodge like... like he was afraid of me.He and Hermione were always watching me and whispering behind my back, which annoyed me and didn't know where to explain it - they didn't even dare to ask - they never brought it up, didn't ask How did I know that spell, and didn't ask me what the hell was going on.In any case, I'm grateful that the two of them didn't tell anyone.I started shutting myself in my room all day and hid all the black magic books - I was terrified to see them - I finally understood why daddy they didn't let me touch black magic - there was a line, if You use black magic, then everything will be different, obviously, I crossed the line, I killed people! !I dare not even think about it in my waking hours.I killed people—every time I think of this word, my heart will shiver and twist unconsciously, as if I was thrown to the end of the wet and cold world, as if I can no longer feel the sunshine and warmth—I am A murderer! !I dare not see anyone—I am afraid of the eyes of Harry and Hermione, I would rather they hate the vicious cursing and questioning me than such a crude whitewash—but no matter how I try to escape, I can't escape this nightmare, I am soberly aware that I am a murderer - I will not be able to get rid of this in my life.Just when I felt that I couldn't take it anymore, Professor Dumbledore was welcomed in Grimmauld Square.

I woke up again, dripping with sweat, from Bellatrix Lestrange's screams. The pajamas on my body were stuck to my body, and I tore them angrily for a long time. Da" and "pa da" bounced to the ground, my stomach was churning, I was afraid of being retched a few times by the bedside, buried my face in my arms, and finally cried out helplessly, Merlin, I did it to the end What? !

In the silent darkness, I suddenly remembered the knock on the door, I stopped crying, and wiped my face indiscriminately.

"Ron? Are you awake?"

It was Professor Dumbledore's voice, and I opened the door:

"Yes, Professor Dumbledore? Anything?"

"It's all right—may I come in?"

I hesitated for a moment and said:

"It's late, Professor Dumbledore..."

"Yes, yes. I'm sorry—forgive me, an old man who can't sleep at night—perhaps you'd like to have a cup of tea with me?"

I could only nod, the old professor lit up the room, and summoned two cups of hot black tea and some biscuits:

"How's it going, Ron?"

I didn't know what he meant, and said nervously:

"It's okay, I'm fine, I mean, I'm doing fine..."

"I heard about you."

I thought I was stung and jumped up from the chair. Although the professor's tone was as kind as ever, I could clearly know that he was talking about Bellatrix Lestrange. With his mouth open, unable to breathe or move like a fish thrown onto the shore, the old professor looked more amiable:

"Ron, sit down, sit here." He pulled me to sit on the chair, and kept patting my shoulder with his hand: "Relax, relax, honey. It's okay, I didn't tell anyone."

I was panting heavily, my body began to tremble uncontrollably, my trembling mouth couldn't make a sound.

"It's all right, Ron, you can talk to me - no one's blaming you - can you talk to me?"

"I... I... I don't know, Professor Dumbledore... I don't know, Bellatrix Lestrange... She... She—"

"She's dead."

"Do not--"

I let out a short growl—there is nothing more painful than this, I think—I know this fact, but I have never heard it from other people—it is more painful than I imagined. fear.

"Shh, calm down, Ron, sit down and listen to me? I want you to be quiet and listen to me. Have a sip of tea, come, some water, will you?"

I held onto the edge of the table tightly until my fingers started to go numb, staring closely at the old man in front of me, lest he say any words that would make me collapse in despair.Professor Dumbledore picked up the cup, took a sip of tea slowly, looked past me, and said softly:

"I've killed fourteen people in my life—so far." He looked at me with a glass in his hand. The more desperate you are—the bloody hands, this is your sin, a sin that should never be forgiven."

He said softly, as if he was talking to me, and also like his own Nani.I breathed lightly and listened unconsciously.

"I'll never forget the day I brought death myself. I was just a young man, high-spirited and powerful. Believe me - the future was bright and I never doubted that I would do something great. I was humble and Amiable, but I never look down on anyone - I slyly hide all my pride - I am better than anyone!"

The old professor's hands began to tremble. He gently put the cup on the table and clenched his hands tightly. His voice became softer. In order to hear clearly, I couldn't help leaning forward:

"I found a like-minded partner - he was better than anyone else - I thought so at the time - this is the person I should associate with."

The old professor closed his eyes and was speechless for a while.I can't help but ask in a low voice:

"You...you killed him?"

The old professor opened his eyes, gave a short and hopeless laugh, and said shyly:

"I'd rather hope . . . we had an argument—there was an accident—and my sister . . . died of the accident."

My eyes widened, my heart seemed to be twisted by something, and I was so shocked that I didn't know what to say for a while.The old professor took off his glasses slowly, lowered his head and wiped them carefully with a corner of his robe, and when he raised his head to put on the half-moon eyes, I clearly saw that his eye sockets were red and his eyes became moist, and I sat down even more. Lying restlessly, not knowing how to comfort him - if anything happened to Ginny because of me - I couldn't help shivering.

"I still don't dare to get to the bottom of it. Who actually issued the spell... But what's the use of saying this now? I killed my sister, I killed the sister who swore to protect me at my mother's bedside... ..."

The old professor's voice began to choke, but he still smiled and said to me:

"Don't cry, my boy, it was a long time ago."

I didn't realize that I was crying unknowingly.The old professor still looked at me kindly - he has always been able to make people feel at ease from his expression and his voice:

"I just want to tell you that killing people is always a heavy thing that makes your soul tremble. We can't lie to ourselves that this is something that can be forgotten. The question is, is it worth it? Isn't that right? Ron, you did the right thing, you and Harry were surrounded by seven vicious Death Eaters, you protected yourself and Harry - that's the most important thing!"

The old professor stood beside me, and I snuggled close to him.He put his arms around my shoulders, and I finally felt safe after a long time.

"Bellatrix Lestrange, she is one of the most deserved Death Eaters, she brutally killed 23 people including Muggles, and she tortured countless people Quite a few! I know it won't be easy, but, Ron, you did the right thing! You gotta believe in yourself!"

I finally cried loudly with joy, as if I could vent all the pain and anxieties I had recently.

"Cry, cry, good boy."

After I calmed down, the old professor sat on the opposite chair:

"Eat something?" As he spoke, he began to eat big mouthfuls, and said vaguely, "Your mother's craftsmanship... Merlin knows——I haven't eaten since lunch!"

Speaking of making a face for me, I couldn't help laughing, and then started to feast on it-I haven't eaten much recently.We ate two big plates in silence, and when we stopped, my stomach was heavy—I finally found the long-lost feeling of support.

"Ron, the Killing Curse, it's a powerful spell, and you'll find out more and more later, when you have that kind of power in your hand, just cast it - it's easier than you think - you know What do I mean—some things you can stop at, but some things you can never turn back!"

Casting the Death Curse again?I couldn't help shivering:

"No! No!! I...I would rather die!!"

"I trust you, Ron. Promise me you won't touch it until you have to!"

"I swear!"

Laugh

After Professor Dumbledore left, I finally slept well until dawn.Early the next morning, as soon as I opened the door, I saw Hermione standing outside my door furtively. I suppressed my anxiety and smiled at her:

"Good morning--"

Hermione stammered as if frightened:

"Ro... Ron?"

"What's the matter?"

"Sirius asked me to wake you up - it's time for breakfast."

I nodded and walked towards the stairs:

"Where's Harry?"

"downstairs."

I smiled unnaturally:

"Harry got up so early today?"

Hermione brushed her messy long hair, cleared her throat, and said calmly:

"He gets angry very early recently, but you——are always lazy on the bed recently."

Harry saw me come down, looked at Hermione, then at me:

"There are pumpkin pies, come and eat."

I haven't had breakfast with them for a long time.Harry was alone at the dinner table.

"Didn't Sirius call me, what about others?"

"Just called away by Remus."

I sit down as naturally as possible:

"Leaving without breakfast? Remus?"

Harry and Hermione looked exactly the same, looking at me cautiously:

"do not know."

Harry looked at Hermione as if begging for help, but Hermione pretended not to see it, and just poured me a bowl of pumpkin juice:

"Drink it while it's still warm."

I really laughed this time—the two of them were as apprehensive as if they were dealing with something fragile.

"Why is breakfast all pumpkin today? Who made it?"

"Who else? Of course it's me." Hermione said, "No one goes shopping, the only thing left in the house is pumpkins!"

Hermione looked like "it's just a very ordinary breakfast", but her eyes kept sneaking at me when I wasn't paying attention, while Harry made up his mind to bury his head in the rice bowl, only showing greasy The back of his head refused to lift his head.None of the three of us spoke, and Harry deliberately ate and kept making "sucking" and "sucking" sounds.I picked up the pumpkin pie on the plate with a spoon and sighed:

"You don't have anything to ask me?"

Harry paused for a second, then lay down on the table and coughed violently - choking with excitement... Hermione looked at me stiffly.After a while, his eyes turned red, and he stammered:

"Ro... Ron..."

Harry also stopped. He looked at me, then at Hermione, and at last when he asked for help, he opened his mouth and couldn't speak for a long time.I stopped looking at them, the spoon in my hand was about to cut the pumpkin pie into pumpkin puree:

"I've tried the Killing Curse before—"

There was a moment of silence before the dinner table, my nose was a little sore, and I didn't know why I felt a little wronged.I continued:

"In second grade—"

The two of them gasped in unison.

"I've been studying black magic, and you all know that."

Still Hermione hesitated and said:

"Ron..."

"That was the first time I knew about the Three Unforgivable Curses. Do you still remember that in the second grade, my dad and the others were ordered to search Malfoy Manor and found the book of black magic. I took advantage of his drunkenness, I secretly copied all the contents of the book. I was just curious at first, after I found the Avada Kedavra, when I was cleaning up the goblins in the garden, I couldn't help but use that spell on the goblins."

Hermione interrupted her before she finished speaking. Hermione widened her eyes and looked at me complicatedly and shocked:

"Stop it, Ron, stop it..."

I frowned and stared at her:

"It didn't work that time, the goblin just got hit by the spell and fell a somersault, and then almost lost my ear."

Hermione seemed to be out of breath, forced a smile and said:

"I remember, haha, you were miserable that time!! I didn't expect it to be..."

The voice became smaller and smaller, I pursed my mouth and kept silent. After Hermione finished speaking, she opened her mouth and couldn't say anything else. Harry suddenly raised his head:

"Ron, we didn't tell anyone!! I swear, nobody knew!!"

I smile wryly:

"why?"

Hermione was finally able to speak, and she screamed:

"Why?! Because you cast the Unforgivable Curse!!! You?!"

Hermione gasped, as if she had exhausted all her strength.Harry looked at me, hesitated and said:

"No one can know about this, Ron, otherwise you will have to spend the rest of your life in Azikaban. Hermione and I have checked the relevant laws in the past few days..."

I took a deep breath and said with difficulty:

"I...I didn't think about killing her...I didn't think about killing her...I don't know..."

"Stop it, Ron," interrupted Harry. "You saved my life!"

This time it was Hermione's turn to be silent, and I covered my face with one hand, trying to control the trembling in my voice, but the effect was mediocre:

"I don't know why the spell works...I don't know why there's nothing in my head but the spell..."

Harry hesitated for a moment:

"Voldemort said that to use the Unforgivable Curse, you have to have a strong hatred in your heart. You have to... really want to kill someone to..."

I opened my mouth, not knowing how to explain:

"I... I didn't think about anything at the time... It's just that, seeing that they were about to hit me, I couldn't dodge it... I just thought, I'm going to die this time..."

Harry, scratching his hair:

"Anyway... I think Professor Dumbledore knew - Sirius asked who killed Bellatrix Lestrange later, and he said he..."

Hermione looked at me nervously, and I looked at them, and they didn't think I thought I was the bad guy!I affirmed:

"Professor Dumbledore knows."

"what?"

"real?!"

Hermione looked terrified:

"Really? Then what shall we do?!"

It warmed my heart - Harry and Hermione were on my side, no matter what I did.

"It's okay, Professor Dumbledore came to see me last night."

Harry's eyes widened:

"He...he came to catch you?!?"

Hermione calmed down:

"Impossible. If you wanted to catch Ron, you would have already caught it—you idiot! What did Professor Dumbledore say?"

I hesitated for a moment, and said without confidence:

"Professor... he said, I did the right thing..."

I don't dare to say this - I always feel like I'm justifying myself, but I didn't expect Harry and Hermione to let out an exaggerated sigh of relief after listening to it, and Hermione asked in surprise:

"real?!"

I nodded, and the atmosphere relaxed, Harry also looked happy:

"Great!"

Instead, I didn't know what to say, so I managed to say something after a while:

"I thought... I thought you would blame me..."

Harry and Hermione looked at each other, and Hermione put her hand on my arm, hesitated and said:

"No, we're just...you don't know what state you're in these days—like a bomb bag—it's about to detonate at any moment!"

Harry looked cautious again:

"Hermione said your mind must be in a mess - after all it's... the first time... you know - you need to be left alone."

I barely crack