Chapter 697 Another Way

Felix's vision suddenly blurred, and he whispered:

"Jane?"

Hermione froze and felt dizzy. She took a step back and tried to keep her tone calm, "Professor, I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger."

"Your middle name is not--"

"June!" Hermione blurted out. She stroked her hair and her thoughts gradually became clear. "I heard the staff of the Ministry of Magic talking about Umbridge's middle name is also Jane. I hate her so much that I changed my name." She emphasized again, "My name is Hermione June Granger now."

"Oh, uh, that's good."

Felix suddenly felt a strange emotion in his heart, empty, as if a friend who had been in contact for a long time but never had the chance to meet had disappeared forever. He was about to speak when Sirius, Bones, Dedalus Diggle, the short Professor Flitwick, Sprout, Neville, Harry, Ron, Seamus and others surrounded him.

Sirius put his arms around Felix's neck.

"You scared everyone, man! We almost thought you wouldn't come back." He grinned, "Tell me, what did you see on the moon? We can't wait in vain."

"Yeah, professor." A student said in a jeer.

Felix glanced at Hermione who was squeezed to the back. He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of everyone, and the lunar soil and two containers appeared out of thin air. He waved his hand again, and a huge free-floating and stretching blue bellflower-like flame appeared above his head, allowing everyone to see what he was holding.

"What is this?" Ms. Bones said in disbelief, holding her breath.

"I brought it back from the moon," Felix said. The crowd was silent for a moment, as if trying to understand the meaning of this sentence, and then they suddenly cheered loudly and clapped enthusiastically. The noise attracted the students who stayed in the castle, and they continued to pour into the courtyard...

Harry also clapped his hands. He was very excited. It turned out that it was true. There were really traces of wizard activities on the moon. Neville's eyes were shining with excitement. "It's amazing! I want to go to the moon too."

There were many people who thought like him. Harry had the same idea. He even regretted failing the OWLs exam in astronomy. Those boring star maps and tongue-twisting names of celestial bodies suddenly became vivid and vivid. They were so charming in the deep and cold starry sky.

In addition to the moon, where would Professor Hepp's next target be?

Mars?

Titan?

Ganymede?

Harry looked around for Hermione to ask for her opinion, but he couldn't find anyone. He turned his head and looked behind him, and found that Luna calmly handed Hermione a light blue handkerchief. After Hermione took it, Luna stroked her back randomly, as if she was taking care of a sick animal. Harry suddenly understood something. Harry

looked back at Professor Happ who was accepting the congratulations from everyone. It was night time, and the blue bellflower flames illuminated the professor's face very clearly and brightly. The professor's mouth corners were slightly raised, and he smiled lightly, just like he taught students on weekdays. This smile Harry had seen countless times in Dumbledore's Pensieve.

On the contrary, the people around the professor stood with their backs to Harry, so he could only see the backs of their black heads.

"He is too dazzling, isn't he?" Luna asked dreamily.

Hermione didn't say anything, but just returned the handkerchief to her. So Luna stood quietly beside Hermione, and the two of them looked at Felix who was surrounded by everyone. "He looks so calm and smart, and the wizarding world needs this right now." As she spoke, she hummed like singing: "Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind."

"What do you want to say?" Hermione asked stiffly.

"You look a little unhappy," Luna said bluntly, "I think you need some comfort or something."

Hermione rolled her eyes. She should have thought that Luna's reaction was different from that of ordinary people. She sincerely hoped that Luna's article would not infect too many people. But her mood suddenly improved a lot. She asked curiously: "Luna, have you never had any troubles?"

"Yes," Luna said.

Hermione pricked up her ears to listen, but after more than ten seconds, there was still no follow-up. She blinked and realized that in Luna's mind, the question had been answered. "I mean, how do you solve the troubles in life?" Hermione said patiently, and she also gave her own method, "I usually look for answers in books, but I don't think it will work at the moment."

"Think about happy things." Luna shook her head and said, the little carrot earrings hanging on her ears almost hit Hermione, "People can only do one thing at a time. When your mind is occupied by other things, troubles will not come to bother you. I like painting, and recently I have become fascinated with writing articles." After speaking, she nodded affirmatively.

"But the problem is still not solved!" Hermione said loudly. She actually wanted to refute Luna that her greatest hobby was to be alone and in a daze, completely immersed in her own world, but she had a premonition that if she said that, the topic might immediately go off the track and turn to some creatures that only existed in Luna's imagination.

She didn't want to spend the rest of the time arguing about whether the bubble monster and the black liopa existed. Hermione glanced at Felix. Oh, yes, there is also the moon frog! She bet Luna would definitely find a chance to ask.

Luna's light-colored eyes stared at her intently, and her big, bulging eyes revealed a calm madness. "It will always be solved in the end, although it may be in a way we can't expect-" "

For example?" Hermione raised her eyebrows.

"I've been thinking about what I will do after graduation," Luna said seriously, "General jobs may not be suitable for me-"

Hermione covered her mouth and chuckled. It was hard for her to imagine Luna's future work. Compared with her, Fred and George were both mature and stable, and there was a traceable pattern.

"So have you found it now?"

"I think I should become a magical zoologist and travel around the world." Luna said calmly: "I can use my free time to search for undiscovered magical animals in the local area, draw them, and record the process of discovering them in writing. I already have the first goal."

"Where is it?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"The Arctic." Luna said excitedly: "Felix said there is a magical animal similar to a ferret there, and it likes to eat hot dogs."

"This is impossible!" Hermione said flatly, "How can there be magical animals that like to eat human food?"

"Nothing is impossible." Luna asked unexpectedly: "Isn't it Valen?"

"That's different, Valen was raised by the professor." Hermione said subconsciously, she suddenly had the urge to pull the professor over and ask him clearly, asking him what he had said to Luna.

Luna was stunned for a moment, and said vaguely: "I'll prove it to you." Then she became dazed, as if she was thinking about what kind of hot dog to prepare, and then she suddenly woke up and asked: "What about you?"

"I-what?"

"I heard that you want to be the Minister of Magic."

"Oh, oh, yes."

"I hope you succeed." Luna said seriously, she seemed to have thought of something, and asked: "You don't like goblin pie?"

"Luna," Hermione said softly: "There is no such food."

The conversation fell into an awkward situation again. Hermione decided to change the subject before Luna brought up the Auror's tooth-rotting conspiracy. Maybe she could also talk about this issue? Hermione thought she was an authority on gum disease, but she still reluctantly gave up this tempting idea.

"Will you join the Ministry of Magic? Work in the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures? If it weren't for Ms. Bones setting up a new department, I would have chosen there after graduation-and you will meet many old friends, Harry, Ron, Neville...although in different departments."

"I'm friends with them." Luna said.

Hermione knew that Luna would only communicate with others on topics that interested her. When she was not interested, she would immerse herself in her own world and appear to be in a trance, or like now, the topic would go off to other places. Hermione gave up trying to persuade Luna, staring at her as she counted her fingers with interest and named

a string of club members, "... and Firenze, Hagrid, Grawp, Umber

, and Woo

-     woo

...

Hermione never thought that she would open her heart to Luna one day (she thought that the topics Luna was concerned about were too illusory), but when it really happened, she found it was not bad, just like whispering to a Halloween pumpkin.

Luna left and wandered to a corner of the courtyard. At this time, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Professor Hepp handed the lunar soil and two containers to Ms. Bones. "I'll take it to Gringotts for identification first. It happened that Bill talked to me about the Pan-Magic Alliance during the day, and the goblins were ambiguous." She shook her head.

Pan-Magic Alliance?

Hermione's eyes lit up. Chasing in the direction where Ms. Bones left.

Felix stopped her cautiously and hesitated, "Granger--" "I figured it out, professor!" Hermione said, and she ran away. Felix was a little stunned. What happened? Did he misunderstand?

He stared at Hermione's back. The moon in the sky and the torches in the courtyard created two shadows. The two shadows overlapped at first, and then separated. Then Hermione turned into Hogwarts Castle.

A moment later. Harry stealthily pulled Ron to wait in the hallway.

"What's going on?" Ron looked towards the door. "Neville and Dean went to the kitchen to get food. They said they wanted to celebrate."

"Let's talk about it later." Harry said unsurely. "By the way, are you still in touch with Collins?"

"Right?" Ron thought carefully and said, "I saw her at the Ministry of Magic two days ago. She's now a team leader..."

"Yeah."

A few minutes later, Hermione came back.

"Ms. Bones agreed!" she announced happily.

"Agree - what -" Harry asked in surprise.

"I asked Ms. Bones, and she said that the establishment of the Pan-Magic Alliance was progressing slowly, so I asked if I could help, and she agreed!" Hermione said as she walked towards the stairs: "The Ministry of Magic staff reached a deadlock in negotiations with the centaurs and goblins. The former are not interested in an alliance. You know, they like to live their own lives behind closed doors and are not good to anyone. Moreover, they don't like the appearance of female nightshades and vampires in the alliance..." "

But the biggest problem lies with the goblins. They want to remain neutral, but Bill has learned that there is more than one voice within the goblins, and they may change their attitude at any time. This stems from the tense relationship between goblins and wizards for many centuries. The earliest conflict can be traced back to the early days of the school-"

"Why don't I know?" Ron interrupted.

"Gryffindor's sword." Hermione said briefly, so Harry and Ron immediately understood that goblins have a morbid view of ownership. They insist that as long as it is made by goblins, the ownership belongs to them, even if the wizard pays. When the wizard dies, the goblin has the right to take the item back.

The sword of Gryffindor was made by the goblin king at that time. Will Hogwarts give the sword of Gryffindor to the goblins? Absolutely impossible.

"The Ministry of Magic will not agree to the goblins' practice of separating from the wizarding world in the name of neutrality, especially since they also control the economy and coinage of the wizarding world! Before negotiating with the government, we must first reach an agreement with the goblins."

"Okay, I almost understand," Ron said slowly, "but what does this have to do with you?"

"I drafted the earliest paper!" Hermione shouted as if her tail was stepped on, "I also spent a lot of time studying the cultures of different races and their taboos. Now all we have to do is find a set of arguments that both parties can accept..."

"This is not easy." Ron muttered, "and I didn't say anything, don't get excited."

"Yeah, Hermione, you've been a little sentimental recently," Harry interrupted, and he said half-seriously, "I thought you were in love."

Ron was surprised, and then looked at Hermione with shining eyes, "Really? With whom?"

Hermione glared at Harry fiercely.

"It's not important." She retorted fiercely: "If you think that I have read so many books, learned so much magic, and suffered so much since I was a child just to fall in love with someone, then you are wrong! The current situation is far more complicated than what Voldemort brought us. If there is a slight mistake, everything we value may be destroyed. This is a change that has not happened in the thousand years since the founding of Hogwarts. We can't expect the professor to do everything alone."

"I talked to Luna. She plans to become an expert on magical animals in the future and go to the Arctic to find ferrets that love hot dogs." Hermione said. Harry and Ron widened their eyes. Did they hear it right? Hermione raised her voice: "If the world is full of war, can this wish still be realized? Will she be forced to join the Ministry of Magic, pick up her wand and fight Muggles? And eventually die in a conflict?"

Harry's heart sank. He couldn't imagine that scene.

Crazy, weird, but smart and kind Luna Lovegood always has a calm mentality and nothing seems to move her. But if Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood died in the conflict... He shook his head violently, unwilling to think about it. He didn't want to know what Luna would become.

"Luna wants to be an expert on magical animals, which is nothing wrong. I want to be the Minister of Magic and participate in a series of major changes in the wizarding world that will inevitably happen after peace. You two want to be Aurors - it just so happens that we can protect the ideals of others while realizing our own ideals -"

She suddenly turned the gun and looked at Ron. "Didn't you ask if our names would appear in Professor Hep's legendary story?" Ron was stunned for a moment, and tried hard to recall: "Well... there is such a thing. Neville said that there is more than one person in the storybook."

"Actually, there is another way." Hermione said.

"What is it?" Harry asked quickly.

"Everyone -" Hermione pointed at Harry and Ron, and then pointed at herself, "You, me, everyone in the wizarding world, we are all part of this legendary drama, we are all legends!"

Say a few words from the heart.

The book is coming to an end. In order to write a complete story, the heroine problem must be solved, and there is no way to turn a blind eye. Either there is a single heroine, or there is no CP. Now it is confirmed that the heroine is Hermione.

Some readers should remember that until the end of the fourth grade plot, it was still unclear who the time traveler was. Harry and Hermione got the same information, and anyone could do it. Because the author himself couldn't make up his mind, it was not finalized until the last minute (if Harry was decided, the subsequent Ms. Jane line would be invalid).

The entire sixth grade plot was added temporarily, and it was not in the outline. It was originally planned to let Dumbledore sacrifice in the battle with Voldemort, and Grindelwald escaped from the prison cell and disrupted the world. Why did it become like this? Because I couldn't bear it and didn't want Dumbledore to have regrets.

So there was a sixth grade.

This plot is actually a bit thin, so retracting the previous foreshadowing, the intersection of wizard society and Muggle society, and the adulthood (growth) of the trio are all important links.

Out of concern, Hermione's growth was moved to the present.

The author said before that he would not write ambiguous plots, and I do think that the previous chapter was not ambiguous, just like writing about Ron's character flaws was to write about his growth.

Of course, there is another reason, because it is confirmed that Hermione is the heroine, there must be some points for memories, so as not to hastily mention it at the end.

Why did you choose the former between a single heroine and no CP? It's also because you can't bear it. The protagonist can live for many years, and everyone can foresee that he will become the headmaster, hide behind the scenes, and explore the starry sky, overlooking the vicissitudes of the world. It would be too lonely if he was alone.