HP: Let professors walk towards the light

I chose a corner where I wouldn't see Black, with Hermalena sitting next to me and Molly Weasley opposite me. The absence of an obtrusive presence made today's dinner worthwhile.

Originally, I could have said goodbye and left after dinner, but Hermalena pulled my clothes, gave me a look, and left the table first.

Seeing that everyone was still talking and laughing, although no one left, not many people paid attention to this side near the door. Dumbledore, who was sitting in the right position, saw it but didn't care.

In the living room on the first floor, Hermalena was preparing tea.

"What does Dumbledore want you to do?" she said.

"To be precise, there's not much for me to do. Moody has already accepted the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor tomorrow. The Ministry of Magic can't do anything about it. However, Lupin mentioned that Greyback took away a group of werewolves. They suspect that they may appear in the World Cup. You should take Potter and the others to be careful. After all, they are not good things."

"You should also be careful. What if they are going to look for Little Barty?"

"Little Barty? Could it be that what you mean?"

"That is the most likely possibility. I also know about werewolves attacking young wizards. Greyback may not be a great leader, but he is a handy weapon. Has the Ministry of Magic paid attention to Miss Jorkins's movements?"

"She's not very smart to begin with, so not many people would have noticed her, and Shacklebolt didn't mention anyone missing from the Ministry."

Hermalena mentioned before that Jorkins was killed this year, but without Pedillo, her luck shouldn't be that bad.

"If there are still reports of Jorkins going missing, then someone has already found Voldemort. In that case, Greyback may have returned to Voldemort, and the Quidditch World Cup will probably be even more lively than before."

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On August 1994, 8, the Quidditch World Cup was held.

The competition venue, which can accommodate 100,000 spectators, is surrounded by triangular tents. There are people flying in the sky and running on the ground, and occasionally you can see familiar faces of Aurors.

Hermalena came out of the tent.

"It's packed. I'll be with Hermione and the others later. I didn't tell them that I came with you, so let's split up now?"

I nodded.

"Oh, by the way, I remember that the house-elf was in their upper box, not far from our private box, but luckily I still have two tickets for the upper box."

I glanced at her and took the ticket she handed over.

"Does the Talros family have a lot of spare money?"

"Oh, that's not the case. It was just given to me by someone else." Hermalena said with a smile.

"In that case, why don't we go together? We'll meet each other anyway."

"my pleasure."

The admission time has arrived, and the crowd around is slowly pouring towards the entrance of the stadium. I looked at the child next to me whose height just reached my chin. With so many people around, it would be better to keep an eye on him.

Bending her left arm slightly, Hermalena looked up at me, then she understood what was going on and stretched out her right hand to gently hold my arm, a very standard arm-in-arm salute, and we walked towards the gymnasium side by side.

When we arrived at the first-class compartment, we could tell from the pile of red hair that Potter and his companions had arrived.

"Reina, here! Uh...S...Professor Snape." Granger's excited expression cleverly paused on her face.

I turned my head to look at Hermalena beside me, and she naturally loosened her hand.

"My seat is in the front seat, and yours should be two rows behind us, Professor."

As she spoke, she pointed in the direction of the seats. Following her hand, I saw that there was indeed a house-elf sitting in that row of seats.

"Okay, go ahead and be careful," I said.

After we separated, I walked towards the house-elf, who had his head down for some reason.

"I think there should be no one next to you."

"Ah! This... sir, I'm sorry, I need to save a seat for my master, so please come in." It seemed to be startled and pointed at the seat next to it.

So, which position is reserved for that Batty? I stared at it for a long time, and I already had the answer in my mind. I raised my foot and walked towards the middle. Hermalena also joined Granger in front.

"Why are you here with Professor Snape? You even..." Granger's voice drifted to the back seat.

"You shouldn't be so surprised. I should have told you that the professor takes good care of me," Hermalena explained.

"That's true, but I just didn't expect your relationship to be so... good. You know, Mr. Weasley also takes good care of me and Harry, but I won't hold Mr. Weasley's arm."

"Hermione, you should take care of yourself more." Hermione said in a teasing tone, and even pushed Granger with her arm.

This sounds... true, a troublesome teenage girl.

The game started soon. The fireworks rising everywhere looked very gorgeous. The shouts of the surrounding wizards and witches were very loud. The stars in the sky were also very bright. Hermalena's hair seemed to be a little whiter than before. Was it some kind of compensation?

Gray hair is usually caused by insufficient melanin, insufficient blood supply to the head, and excessive mental exhaustion. Excluding genetic factors, it is pathological. Recalling the fatigue that often appeared on her face before, it would be better to prescribe some medicine for her to drink to regulate her body. Even if I don't know the cost of going back in time, it will never go wrong to improve my physical condition.

While thinking this, I seemed to catch a glimpse of something flashing past my eyes.

Hermalena in the front row also turned around and glanced at me obliquely, then continued talking to Granger beside her.

It seems that the guess was correct, the person sitting in the empty seat is Batistuta himself.

As for the "crime scene" I just witnessed, it doesn't matter. After all, I am just an ordinary spectator who loves Quidditch. Who let Mr. Savior take care of his things? Besides, his guardian is right next to him. It's not my turn to meddle in other people's affairs. Why not teach him a lesson?

This Quidditch match is really long.

I don't know how long this group of people flew, but they finally dispersed and left the stadium. Hermalena said that she managed to get Hermione to invite her back to the Weasley tent. This would be easier for her to deal with and more convenient for her to guard the people.

So I went back to the tent alone. I was not sure about the exact time of the Death Eater parade tonight, but I thought that Barty would definitely wait until late at night to take action. So I simply took a short nap and went out to prepare for the "chance encounter".