Wednesday, March 15, 2000, sunny.
After graduation, I started working in the Department of Mysteries at the Ministry of Magic.
Today is my first day working at the Department of Mysteries in the Ministry of Magic.
I once thought I would be forever at odds with Harry, but fate is always full of wonderful twists and turns.
After Voldemort died, Harry said he wanted to be friends with me, and we did become friends.
But to be honest, I could never be as close to him as Hermione and Ron were.
This always makes me feel that my relationship with Harry is very strange.
Sometimes when I see Hermione and Ron hugging each other, and Harry awkwardly standing there like a third wheel, I can't help but feel a little smug.
"Do you only think of coming to see me when you're with Hermione and Ron?"
I asked Harry that question once.
I still remember Harry's embarrassed look and his reddened ears.
The savior was strange; his face and ears always turned red easily.
Tuesday, May 8, 2000, sunny.
I ran into Harry in the Ministry of Magic corridor today. We smiled at each other and made plans to meet at the café for dinner.
He still seemed full of justice and courage, and recently solved several tricky cases in the Auror division.
Why do I feel a little proud of him?
I dealt with a bunch of mysterious documents this morning, and my head is about to explode.
During lunch break, I unexpectedly learned about Hermione's recent situation.
I heard she performed exceptionally well in the Department of Magical Law, driving several important reforms in magical law. No wonder she's the clever Granger.
By the way, I once called her a Mudblood. I hope she's not targeting me.
No way, really?
Probably not.
Thursday, July 5, 2000: Cloudy
The atmosphere at the Ministry of Magic has been tense these past few days due to a mysterious disappearance of a magical artifact.
Harry and I were assigned to the same investigation team.
During the morning meeting, everyone shared their opinions and discussed clues and possible directions for the case.
When I discussed things with Harry, he was always like a stubborn donkey, arguing with me until he was red in the face.
I really don't know how such a stubborn person could become a savior?
He also said I was more stubborn than him?
That's nonsense! They're just spreading rumors!
He always liked to give me some unfounded titles.
If I had known, I wouldn't have regretted it back then (just kidding, hahaha!).
After the meeting, we went to the crime scene together to conduct an investigation.
Although we didn't talk much along the way.
But it seems, it appears, that we still have some kind of tacit understanding.
Sunday, July 8, 2000: Rain
The Ministry of Magic was unusually quiet on the weekend.
As I organized case files in my office, the rain pattered softly outside the window, and my thoughts drifted away.
Thinking back to my time at school, the various conflicts with the Gryffindors seem rather ridiculous now.
I wonder how my former classmates are doing now.
I heard that Neville Longbottom became an excellent professor of herbalism at Hogwarts and was very popular with the students.
Luna Lovegood, on the other hand, embarks on an adventure to discover magical creatures.
Her unique thinking and courage must have made her thrive in this field.
Thursday, July 12, 2000, sunny.
After several days of in-depth investigation, Harry and I finally made a major breakthrough in the case.
We have discovered a crucial magical mark, and following this clue may lead us to the missing magical item.
In the afternoon, Harry and I continued to follow the clues. Although we encountered some minor troubles, we overcame them one by one.
Why do I suddenly feel like Harry Potter is actually quite reliable at times?
But I can't praise him openly, otherwise he'll get too proud and grow wings and fly away, which wouldn't be good.
Sunday, July 15, 2000: Cloudy
Even on weekends, they are still busy working on cases.
Fortunately, after much effort, the missing magical item was finally found, and the case was successfully solved.
The Ministry of Magic held a celebration party for us.
I really don't understand why Harry pretends to be drunk when he clearly can't drink.
He only drank a few glasses, and in the end I had to help him home. I just couldn't take it.
However, when I took him back to his house, as soon as I closed the door, he looked at me with red eyes.
And...and she even shamelessly kissed me?!
He was muttering something like "You're so pretty" to himself, and he even tried to pull my hair!
Is this something I can say?
How embarrassing, how speechless.
I kicked him and went home.
Monday, July 30, 2000 Weather: Windy
I received an invitation to a Hogwarts alumni reunion today.
I wasn't really looking forward to it, and I didn't really want to go, but Harry said he wanted to go.
Okay, then I'll reluctantly go.
I wonder what it will be like to see those old classmates again.
After get off work, I discussed the party with Harry.
He said he was looking forward to reliving the wonderful times with everyone.
Why is he looking at me while he says that? Don't look at me while you're talking!
Thursday, August 2, 2000, sunny.
The day of the alumni reunion has finally arrived.
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