HP Nocturne and Evening Bell

Chapter 33

"Greenwald, is he really dead?"

Hermione didn't answer Tom's question, she still had a look of disbelief on her face.Suddenly realizing it, she turned her head and looked around, but she didn't find Professor Dumbledore.

Seeing Hermione's puzzled expression, Tom couldn't help chuckling: "The professor hasn't come yet, I lied to him."

"But how do you know..." Hermione stopped talking just in time when she realized that she was about to say something she shouldn't have said.

"That mirror."

"What?" Hermione turned her head and found that the mirror had been shattered in the battle.

"When Greenwald passed the mirror, I saw the image of Dumbledore in the mirror." Tom finally explained "kindly".

Hermione didn't know what to comment on. At this point in the matter, she knew that the timeline had been completely changed, and all the known suddenly became uncertain unknowns. The known changed the known and affected the unknown.The future she existed in no longer exists, and she probably lost her place in the future.

But these are not the most important things.

Tom's next question was the trickiest thing.

"What the hell is Greenwald talking about time travel?"

Hermione felt that her blood had almost stopped flowing, she avoided Tom's gaze stiffly, and tried to revive herself with a few deep breaths.

After a long time, she finally spoke with difficulty: "If you say, I don't know what's going on, will you believe it, Tom?"

Tom didn't answer.

"When I woke up, I came to [-]. But I have no idea how all this happened. Even the tattoo on my body was discovered by you. I have been investigating the reason why I came here, but I didn't really understand what was going on until Greenwald caught me here." Hermione continued to add.

Tom simply folded his arms: "So, what era are you from?"

"In 17, I was [-] years old."

"So you came to London almost 60 years ago, were you also in the UK before?"

"Yes."

"So you went to Hogwarts and got sorted into Gryffindor, right?"

"You?" Hermione looked up in surprise.

"You just have to answer yes and no."

"Yes, it is."

"I think you must be the top student in your grade."

"Yes, yes." Hermione blushed a little.

"Why did you come 60 years ago, what is your purpose? What do you want to change?"

"I didn't, I never thought I'd time travel. I don't even remember what happened to my friends at the end, I was thrown 60 years ago without knowing anything, and I'm stuck here now."

"Stuck here? Do you want to leave?" Tom took a few steps forward, reaching into the pocket of his robe with his right hand.

"No, I promise you, I will not take the initiative to leave you first. Please believe me."

"You really don't know why you travel through time and space?"

"What I said is true. No one wants to leave their friends, family, everything, and inexplicably come to the distant past. If it wasn't for the Watsons who rescued me from the snow, I might have frozen to death It's on the side of the road."

"But you said you have no relatives." Tom looked at Hermione, as if casting some spell, but Hermione didn't feel it at all, and she felt that she might be worrying too much.

"Yes... yes." Hermione's eyes darkened a little.

"Did that wizard named Voldemort do it?"

"Yes." Hermione spat out a word heavily.

"Who is he?"

"He, I don't know, I never knew his existence until I was 12 years old, but he was a ghost in the wizarding world, no one dared to mention his name. Later, he came back, and the world fell into killing and war, Just like in the Muggle world now."

"Voldemort? Strange last name."

"Yeah, weird last name." Hermione responded weakly.

"But why do I feel like I have some kind of connection with him?" Tom's next words rang in Hermione's ears.

Before the atmosphere became frozen, some sounds startled the two people in the conversation.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione shouted excitedly, thanking him for saving her from the next problem.

"Oh, Merlin, I'm late, are you all right, oh, Gellert!" Dumbledore strode to Greenwald's body in a few strides.

He squatted down slowly, the robe embroidered with stars and moon patterns was stained with dust and ground glass shards, his blue eyes were hidden under the shadow of eyelashes, the edges of his brown curly hair were trembling slightly, the tiny little things in the air Particles surrounded him like a melancholy rain.He lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, and put his hands on the edge of Grinwald's black wizard robe spreading on the ground. After a long time, Dumbledore raised his eyes: "Who? Killed him?"

"Me." Tom replied frankly, "otherwise you will see the corpses of me and Hermione."

"You used the Killing Curse?" Dumbledore stood up, frowning.

"It seems that you would rather see the corpses of me and Hermione." Tom showed no sign of weakness.

"No, Tom, killing damages the soul, you can send him to Azkaban instead of killing him."

"Wait until he escapes from prison one day and hunts me down? I don't trust the quality of Azkaban's guards."

"You know..." Dumbledore interrupted his blurted words, he looked at Hermione who had collapsed and fainted, then turned his head and continued, "Anyway, thank you for saving Miss Granger, Gellert Has turned into a demon, maybe that's fate. I'll report the victory over Grinwald to the International United Ministry of Magic, and I think you'll have a Medal of Merlin soon."

"Thank you, Professor, for your kindness, but I hope that you should add such an emphasis in the description of everything: under the leadership and help of Professor Dumbledore. Without you, I can't do all this, can I?"

"......If this is your wish." Dumbledore stared into Tom's eyes, the blue eyes were full of waves, and he glanced back at Grinwald's body for the last time , asked in a low voice, "Tom, the last question, did you take Gellert's wand?"

"What?" Tom said blankly, "I don't think I know where Grinwald's wand is."

Dumbledore looked at Tom's expression carefully, and finally found no flaws. He sighed: "It's nothing, Miss Granger is seriously injured. I think we should go back to England first and find a hospital to treat her. Notify the Ministry of Magic And the follow-up processing work, leave it to me."

Tom nodded, bent down and hugged Hermione. He looked around Hermione, and sure enough, he found that the wand that she had taken away was gone.

After chanting the spell, the three of them Apparated and left Greenwald's castle.

Hermione woke up again in St. Mungo's ward, and realized this because the huge sign of St. Mungo's was shining on the ceiling, blinding her eyes.Sensing that the left hand was a bit heavy, she raised her head slightly, and saw a black-haired head resting on her left hand, she moved her fingers lightly, and she touched Tom's soft cheek.His long eyelashes were quietly closed, outlining an innocent and beautiful expression.Hermione couldn't help reaching out her other hand to stroke his curly black hair, imagining how his fingers would feel when he kissed her, and couldn't help but blush.Unknowingly, Tom's gestures cast rippling ripples in her heart. As time went by, shocking waves gradually set off. She was unaware of all this or subconsciously avoided it.However, when an angry Tom kissed her, she realized that all this was something she expected but strongly denied.

"So you like my hair so much." Tom's deep voice made Hermione itchy.

"You, I..." Hermione was speechless.

"Feeling better?" Tom looked up, brushing her cheek against Hermione's fingers, making her shudder.

"The legs are still weak."

"A death curse is really a kind of forgiveness for Greenwald. He gave you at least ten times the normal wizard's load of hypnotics, hallucinogens and veritaserum, which greatly damaged your nerves. System, if you don't treat it in time, you may be paralyzed in the hospital bed for the rest of your life. I really should let him taste the same." Tom narrowed his eyes.

"It's all over. Is the wound on the back of your hand better? Are there any other wounds? Are they serious?"

"Aren't you going to see for yourself?"

"what?"

Tom suddenly lowered his head, pressed Hermione's hands, and kissed them.

The two lips touched, and the two sighed comfortingly at the bottom of their throats, feeling each other, comforting each other, the tiny pulse in the blood beat, the warm breath in the nose intertwined, the breathing became more and more rapid, and between the entanglements, Tom Relaxing the control of her hand, Hermione stretched her arm across his neck, gently grabbed his curly hair, pressed hard to her lips, and deepened the kiss with satisfaction.

I don't know how long it took, until a few obvious coughs, they separated from each other panting.

Dumbledore frowned and stared at the two with red lips, hesitating whether to say the following words, paused, and decided to express euphemistically: "Tom, cough, I don't think you have passed your 15th birthday yet. , I don't mean to offend, but after all Miss Granger has..."

Dumbledore stopped talking, wondering if it was an illusion, he saw a flash of red light in Tom's eyes.

"Professor, I...it's my fault." Hermione replied eagerly, she knew how serious the blame for a teacher-student relationship was in this day and age, although she was not technically Tom's teacher.

"Hermione is my fiancée," Tom replied calmly.

"What?" Dumbledore and Hermione exclaimed at the same time.

Ignoring Hermione's reaction, Tom looked into Dumbledore's blue eyes and smiled provocatively: "You can see that, can't you?"

"It turned out to be yours, okay, since it's your decision." Dumbledore also smiled slightly, and before turning to leave, he said to the two, "By the way, Miss Granger, in a few days you You can be discharged from the hospital, and it happens to be the day when Hogwarts starts, I hope you don't miss the opening ceremony. As for your relationship, I will keep it a secret."

"Thank you for your kindness." Tom nodded and watched Dumbledore leave.

"What do you mean by fiancée?" Hermione asked impatiently after Dumbledore disappeared from sight.

"It's literally."

"Tom, you can't...you're not....I can't...you don't understand...I...you're too impulsive." Hermione's thoughts converged into the conclusion that "you are too impulsive" reluctantly.

"Hermione, I, from, come, no, yes, rush, move." Tom lowered his eyelashes, unable to see clearly the turbulent waves in his eyes.

"I...."

"What, do you need me to prove it with more actions?" Tom suddenly approached Hermione's bedside.

"I..." Hermione's cheeks were flushed, and she pressed her fast-beating heart with both hands, not daring to look into Tom's eyes.

"Hermione, you haven't told me who Voldemort really is."

Like a basin of cold water pouring down from the head, Hermione broke out of the bewildered state in an instant. She observed Tom vigilantly from the corner of her eye, and then replied seemingly inadvertently: "Voldemort experienced from being a big man to a man before I was born." In the process of disappearing, I really don't know his information."

"But he is your enemy, right? It's not your style to fight rashly without knowing your enemy."

"I didn't choose to be his enemy!" Hermione's voice suddenly rose, "He chose to be our enemy! We just want a peaceful life, and he is the one who creates tragedies everywhere!"

Tom could clearly see a trace of hatred flashing in Hermione's eyes.For some reason, the word "Voldemort" was like some kind of mysterious spell, which always caused some strange fluctuations in his heart.Hermione must still be hiding something important.

"And what about the wand?"

"What wand?" Hermione played dumb.

"Greenwald's wand, I know you hid it."

"I..." Hermione wanted to refute, but found nothing to say.She pulled her hair in frustration and let out a painful growl.

"If you don't want to say it now," Tom walked closer to Hermione's hospital bed, "I won't force you, but Hermione, you hide too much, and one day you will tell me all the secrets, remember, Never, ever, never betray me, or lie to me, otherwise..." Tom's voice disappeared between the lips and teeth of the two people, which was different from the gentle and tender kiss before, this kiss was full of anger and aggression, hehe Min clings tightly to Tom's chest, feeling his powerful magic power surrounding her body, pulling her body half in pain and half in torment. She is immersed in this kiss, and a tear trickles from the corner of her eye. .