Hogwarts Homecoming

Neville showed a little resistance to entering Hermione's private ward. He stood at the door of the ward and did not dare to look inside. However, Professor Dumbledore abandoned him completely and seemed to have forgotten who brought him here. Purpose.

"Come on, Neville—"

But Hermione seemed to be in high spirits. After all, this was the only classmate she had seen during her two weeks at St. Mungo's. She asked Neville to sit on the stool where Sirius usually sat, and walked towards the ward. There was a clothes hanger inside, and I was groping for something in the pocket of the robe hanging on the clothes hanger, while asking urgently,

"Tell me, Neville, how is everyone at school? Did anything happen while I was away?"

"Oh, it's not bad. Everything is normal at school--"

Neville looked a little dazed. He hesitated.

"Everyone is very concerned about your condition, but Professor McGonagall did not allow us to write to you, saying that you should get enough rest during the treatment."

"Sirius also doesn't allow me to write letters to the school—"

Hermione's tone was laced with slight dissatisfaction,

"Harry and Ron must be worried about my situation, but Professor Snape is unwilling to send a message to them for me.

Sirius believed that the people who put the curse on me would most likely intercept the owls flying to Hogwarts to find out if I was still alive. If they really wanted me dead, then they might continue I don't deny the possibility, but the probability is too low. There are many owls flying to Hogwarts every day. It is impossible for them to knock down all the owls. Ah, of course, it is a special moment, so be cautious. Bad thing, found it. "

Neville looked at Hermione with a slightly respectful look, who seemed to be holding back her nerves, so she was thinking a little bit. He could hear the free and easy tone in Hermione's tone. This was something he would never be able to do. If he knew that someone was secretly hiding If you want to take your own life.

"Sorry, Neville, it's a little wrinkled in your pocket--"

Hermione worked hard to smooth out the wrapper of the Bubble Gum and handed it to Neville with an apologetic expression.

Looking at the wrapping paper, Neville's face turned purple in an instant, his lips pursed tightly, his eyes avoided Hermione's gaze, and he had an uncontrollable urge to escape.

But in the end, Neville took the ridiculous wrapping paper and carefully put it into his pocket.

"It's okay," Neville whispered, "I already have plenty."

"Well, do you want to talk, Neville?"

Looking at Neville who was sitting there curled up, as if he was ready to be laughed at, Hermione pursed her lips and hesitated. She lifted the hair hanging in front of her eyes and sat on the edge of her hospital bed. The voice is soft,

"What did Professor Dumbledore say to you on the way?"

Neville's body trembled, he lowered his head and whispered

"He told me that Professor Brain sent a message saying that he was certain that my parents could wake up and said that if they could return to normal, they would definitely want to see me for the first time."

Hermione looked at Neville sadly. She knew very well why Neville was not very happy. It was not that he did not expect his parents to return to normal, but that he was afraid that Professor Blaine would fail.

Mrs. Longbottom is a very good person. These days, whenever she is free, she will come to her ward to chat with her. Therefore, Hermione knows very well that in order to restore Neville's parents' sanity over the years, this How much effort the whole family has put in.

When something happened to them many years ago, Dumbledore rushed to Neville's parents as soon as he received the news. But unfortunately, even a wizard like Dumbledore was unable to do anything about their injuries. In order to eliminate people's anger, the Ministry of Magic spared no effort to invite internationally renowned magic injury therapists for consultation.

The therapists did give some very pertinent suggestions on how to take care of Neville's parents, but they were also at a loss as to how to treat them.

Mrs. Longbottom told her that at the beginning, they did not give up hope. Everyone in the Longbottom family was trying their best to help Frank and Alice. Neville had been watching the wave of prestigious people since he could remember. Therapists came to his parents' ward and used various means to help them regain their sanity, but in the end, they all left sadly.

"You should believe Professor Blaine, Neville, he is a man who can work miracles."

Hermione said firmly,

"I still remember that on the day I was cursed, on the way to send me to Hogwarts, he told me that I would be restored to health soon."

Hermione's breathing quickened for a moment, her eyes flickering.

"And then he did it, and not only that, he uprooted an evil dark wizard organization."

After taking a few deep breaths, Hermione suppressed her swaying mind and said,

"Since Professor Brain told Professor Dumbledore that he is certain, I think it is very likely that your parents will recover. Neville, you may not know what happened. At noon today, Professor Brain will leave. Entering the Muggle ward, it was a dark wizard from an organization destroyed by Professor Braine who used the Cruciatus Curse to torture Muggles who had lost their minds and were mad. The situation was similar to your parents.

Before Professor Brain came here, the therapists at St. Mungo's had already made a diagnosis. They believed that he would never be able to regain his sanity, and that he was dying and would not live long, but you see--"

Hermione smiled encouragingly at Neville, who had cheered up a little.

"In just one afternoon, that Muggle has already perked up. Oh, you should really see how crazy those professional healers were when they heard about this!"

Neville listened attentively. Unconsciously, his breathing rate increased, but his eyes were still filled with confusion.

Can his parents really be cured and can he really have a happy family?

Professor Brain. There is no need to go into details about how many miracles he has created in the two years since he was born. He is one of the most amazing wizards Neville has ever seen.

Not to mention his unparalleled magical attainments, Neville has been acting clumsily in physical education classes for a while, but Professor Brain has never criticized him. He can truly treat everyone equally and will not treat Slater. The little wizards from Lin School will be given extra care and will not deliberately suppress students from other colleges.

Of course, this is the basic quality of a professor, but looking at another professor from Slytherin in the school, this advantage of Professor Brain becomes very prominent.

"But Professor Brain said that he did not conduct in-depth research on the healing of soul damage caused by the Cruciatus Curse. It is very difficult to solve. It only took a few months."

Neville gritted his teeth and said that he wanted to convince himself to be happy. After all, there was hope that his parents could be cured. However, his mind was filled with thoughts of gains and losses.

What if Professor Brain can't cure it either?

Then the last trace of fantasy in his heart was shattered, and if treated, the situation would be even worse. Even irreversible.

Hermione knew that what Neville was talking about was that at the beginning of last semester, when Professor Brain was reviewing Professor Moody's class, Neville had asked Professor Brain about the treatment of the Cruciatus Curse, and Professor Brain gave a surprising question at that time. Disappointed reply.

In just a few months, how many problems that therapists had been unable to solve for centuries had been overcome. To be honest, Hermione found it incredible. However, Professor Blaine was different from the Gilderoy Lockhart she had mistakenly believed. He wouldn't make fun of Neville's parents, and Professor Dumbledore wouldn't do that either.

Hermione calmly stated her analysis, and with her patient encouragement, Neville finally seemed less entangled.

Spending Christmas with the family in front of the fireplace, is this once unattainable dream really possible?

The topic gradually evolved, and when Neville told Hermione that during the period when she lost contact, Harry and Ron regarded almost everyone in the school as her murderers, and after receiving several detentions for being absent-minded in class, Hermione's pure brown eyes shone brightly, she covered her mouth,

"These two fools!"

"in my opinion--"

Dumbledore's voice suddenly came from the door. He looked at Hermione who was inexplicably moved with a smile on his face, his eyes bright,

"Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasley obviously value your friendship very much."

Hermione exclaimed, quickly wiped her eyes and stood up from the bed.

"grandmother?"

Neville also stood up quickly. He first looked at Professor Dumbledore's grandmother and shouted nervously.

Mrs. Longbottom's expression was very complicated. She looked at her grandson. She did not ask Neville about his performance in school as soon as they met as before. Instead, she had a complicated expression, with distress and guilt in her eyes. The strange emotion also made Neville increasingly uneasy.

What happened? What did Professor Dumbledore say to his grandmother? Professor Brain's treatment plan was not feasible?

Neville clenched his fists tightly, his cheeks turning pale.

"Neville."

The tall Mrs. Longbottom now looked a bit stooped. She changed her aggressive tone and looked at Neville with a hoarse voice.

"Do you want your parents to return to normal size?"