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Until the hotel owner Aberforth sent away the Death Eaters, Harry and Ron went downstairs to find him.

"Why did you come down suddenly?"

When he turned around, he saw the faces of the two little ghosts were pale, as if they had fought a desperate fight with a dementor just now, and the cold sweat shed could wring out a basin of water.

I originally wanted to scold them to wake them up, but at this critical juncture, I didn’t hide well, and I actually appeared in Hogsmeade recklessly, but the thought was just thinking about it, and Harry and the others were just thinking about it. It was a bunch of underage kids, Aberforth also extinguished the thought.

Aberforth shook his head, his tone was not gentle at all, and he said roughly: "Go, go, go upstairs for me, just appear here casually, there are Death Eaters everywhere. Looking for death."

"Don't push me, I have to go out and find someone—"

"Why is it so important that you have to look for it now? No one is protecting you now, so go into the house." Aberforth didn't care about the willfulness of these children, grabbed their arms and dragged them towards the door.

Ron struggled desperately. The dirty old man's withered hands were exceptionally strong. Ron could only squeeze his fingers bit by bit, but it still didn't work. He cried out in despair——

"It's Hermione! On the way upstairs, Hermione disappeared!"

The mournful howling resounded through the night sky, and the whistling wind quickly carried Ron's roar into the distance.

Aberforth was shocked when he heard the words. He looked around and found no one saw them. He pushed the two of them into the door, slammed the door with a "bang", pressed his back heavily, covered Ron's mouth, and asked through gritted teeth He: "Do you know, this is likely to kill us."

Ron twitched his neck and lowered his head.

Aberforth softly opened a crack in the door, through which a gleam of light from the moon at night was revealed, vaguely outlining the outline of Hogsmeade. In the quiet street, few people went out since the curfew walk around.

He glanced roughly, the movement just now didn't attract Death Eaters, and he probably got ruckused and thought it was just another story about a wolf coming.

"No one," asked Aberforth quickly and briefly, not to lose time. "Where did she go missing?"

"Just before entering the door." Harry glanced at Ron, and Ron was so lost that he couldn't answer the question completely, "We encountered Death Eaters on the streets of Hogsmeade, and then fled in a hurry, probably on the way lost."

Harry looked anxiously at Aberforth pondering the countermeasures, and added: "Hermione may be in danger at any time, and I don't know when she will be caught by the Death Eaters."

Aberforth glanced at Harry, his face was blocked by his long beard, Harry couldn't see any expression, "Hide here obediently, don't come out."

After speaking, he opened the door and quickly merged into the night.

There was no light source in the dark room and it became dim again. Standing behind Ron, Sean could feel the boy in front of him trembling constantly, making small crackling sounds.

It was nail biting, Sean discovered.

Ron was terrified at this time, and he was annoyed why he let go of Hermione's hand. Although Hermione was better than Ron in every aspect, from Ron's point of view, she was still the girl he liked, and she was always in need. own protection.

Without outstanding brains and excellent eloquence, Ron can only show with actions that he is obliged to stand in front of Hermione and prevent her from any harm.

Ron thought so, but he didn't do it.

He slapped himself violently, and his tone was full of disappointment with himself, "Why didn't I protect her well, why..."

There was a slap in the face, and Harry grabbed Ron's hands tightly, shaking him awake, "It's none of your business!"

Harry couldn't stand his friend's remorse, and said in a low voice, "I was also at fault, if I found out that Hermione was behind..."

"no."

Ron grabbed his hair and squatted on the ground, his head sunk deep in his knees.

Sean moved to Ron's side, and he could hear Ron panting and whispering, "What to do."

With a "bang", the door slammed open and fell against the wall. After Harry jumped hurriedly, he drew out his magic wand, and Ron also looked up at the door.

The moon, which had been hiding behind the dark clouds, emerged and sprinkled over the silent Hogsmeade village.

Aberforth, who was standing against the light, looked extraordinarily tall and eerie.

He gasped heavily, and Ron swore that he would never forget this scene, "She was captured by Death Eaters."

The coldness that had been shrouding Xiao En's side began to gradually fade away, and the dim picture began to lose its color, as if it had been a long dream and finally woke up.

When he recovered, he was standing in front of the Pensieve, surrounded by the protagonists in the story, Harry and Ron.

The faces of both of them were not very good-looking, and Ron's eyes were fixed on the crystal bottle in Harry's hand. This memory has always been a pain that they don't want to touch.

After knowing that Hermione disappeared, at first everyone thought that Hermione was captured by the Death Eaters, and the Death Eaters captured the wizard, mostly to torture the location and actions of Dumbledore's Army. In order to know in advance, they will not easily killed, but left life behind.

Ron thought the same way. Hermione was determined. She must believe that someone would come to rescue her, so she couldn't give up the idea of ​​searching and rescue.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry defeated Voldemort, who had been a shame in the British wizarding world for decades, and truly became everyone's savior again.

The dragons had no leader, and the Death Eaters collapsed into sand, walking and fleeing.

The Ministry of Magic immediately organized the Aurors to set up a special investigation team to arrest the Death Eaters in the country, and more people needed to ask for foreign support because they had already fled the country.

They kept digging deep from the mouths of these Death Eaters, broke through the lairs hidden all over the UK one by one, and rescued hundreds of wizards.

Most of the wizards were cursed, resulting in irreversible mental damage, and a small number of them recovered after a week of recuperation in St. Mungo and could go home.

And more wizards listed on the missing list have not been found, and it is very likely that they were tortured to death by Death Eaters before the war.

Hermione was at the bottom of the list, also with a red badge - death pending.

Ron didn't believe it, and neither did Harry.

How could they believe that their friend who had been with him day and night for seven years died just like that without seeing the corpse.

They protested at the Ministry of Magic with many family members who were also missing. The "Daily Prophet" first interviewed Harry, the savior of the wizarding world.

Under pressure, the Department of Injuries and Accidents of the Ministry of Magic temporarily formed a search team to search for these missing persons who have not received any information.

They lived and worked as usual every day. After the day ended, they waited for news from the search team. Letter after letter repeated similar content—there was no news of the missing person.

Every year, there are people who can't bear such a long wait, and it is very likely that one day they will receive a collapsed judgment. They reject the search team's search and paralyze themselves with the illusion that their family members are still there.

With the withdrawal of personnel, the work of the search team was reduced, and it existed in name only. Finally, one day, the Minister of Magic announced that the search team would be disbanded, and all personnel returned to their respective departments to start working again.

Ron just looked at the seal behind Hermione, which turned into death.

Harry talked about the past in a heavy tone, and it didn't sound like a good memory. Sean knew it would be unreasonable to interrupt him at this time, and stood silently from beginning to end.

"Tell him what to do with these things," Ron muttered uncomfortably. "He can't help us."

Harry smiled embarrassingly. Ron's words made him a little embarrassed, and he turned half of his body to block the line of sight between the two of them.

"Ron isn't usually like that," said Harry dryly. "He's actually quite nice to people."

Ron said quietly, "Yeah, I'm usually nice and approachable, and Harry's right."

Sean: "..."

In fact, you don’t have to sing and harmonize like this, it’s too scary.

"We are not the only race that exists in the world. In addition to wizards, there are werewolves, vampires, mutants, etc. Wizards are used to being separated from human society, so we hide our whereabouts and never take the initiative to appear in front of humans. The panic is also to ensure the peace of our race. We can call wind and rain, but there are many things that wizards cannot do."

Harry said, "I came into your mind and saw your memory when you were unconscious..."

Sean's expression changed accordingly, and he looked at him strangely, probably because of some voyeurism.

"No, no, no, we definitely didn't look around." Harry waved his hands hurriedly and said, "It was also a special situation at that time, in order to know what relationship you have with those dark wizards—"

"Really?"

"It's absolutely true." Harry swore to Merlin, "That's why I accidentally saw your ability..."

Harry's words made Ron stretch his neck involuntarily, and he wanted to see why his best friend valued a Muggle so much.

"You can go back in time." Harry said decisively, "Although this is against the theory of time, it is exactly what we need. We hope you can take us to see it together. I want to know, what happened to Hermione back then?" what happened."

"and many more!"

Ron interrupted Harry, full of suspicion, his eyes wandering between Harry and Sean, "Harry, do you know what you're talking about?"

"I know, as I said, Sean can help us return to Hogsmeade back then—"

"Only him?" Ron disdainfully said, "Not even a wizard can do it, let alone a Muggle."

Can you stop being a Muggle and Muggle, Xiao En blackly complained, he was inexplicably installed as a strange race.

"He's not a Muggle, Sean is a mutant," said Harry.

Sean responded with grateful eyes, applauding inwardly for Harry to justify himself.

Ron was in shock. Mutants and wizards were like two extremes. They were obviously not accepted by humans, but mutants were eager to blend in and become a part of them. This made many wizards reject mutants.

"Even so." Ron didn't believe that Sean had such powerful abilities, "Why did he help us for no reason?"

"I'd like to—" Sean raised his hand and interjected, "Actually, you don't have to quarrel, you just help out, I'm actually very happy."

The two looked at Sean at the same time, and the straightforward gaze made Sean hesitate, "It's just..."

"Look, let's just say that nothing is for nothing." Ron grabbed Sean's braid, "There must be some conditions, do you want us to give you Galleons or something?"

Harry raised his forehead.

"No." Sean showed an apologetic expression, "It's just that I'm not familiar with the ability, and to be precise, my ability can't go back to the past."

The author has something to say: Ron yelled: Tell me, do you want Galleon!

Sean evaded: No, no, just give me a bottle of love potion.