HP: The Moon Over the Magic Academy

Harry returned to Gryffindor in a daze.

His brain didn't collapse into a basin under Draco's attack; he even remembered to cast an invisibility spell on himself.

This was Landric's way of giving him the invisibility cloak in return for giving it to him; it was much more convenient than the invisibility cloak itself.

As Landric said, you have to give up something to gain something.

When they returned to Gryffindor, the common room was empty.

Harry felt a slight, almost imperceptible, disappointment.

The fireplace in the lounge was sparkling with tiny sparks, and the air was warm, but it was too quiet.

In fact, usually at this time, everyone in the break room is like a monkey, jumping around.

Harry was about to turn back.

"Stop giving me that long face, like someone owes you 800 million. Go back to your dorm and find me."

Harry stared blankly at the little paper figure on the ground that emitted Hermione's voice, and said, "Oh, oh, okay?"

"Wait! You're in my dorm?"

He immediately took off running.

Once in the dormitory, Hermione sat on Harry's bed without any shyness.

Harry thought he was a little crazy.

"Do you know this is a boys' dormitory? What if my roommate is still here...?"

Hermione scoffed at his words, giving Harry a sidelong glance for two seconds before saying, "I know, you don't really think they'd want to share a room with the Slytherin heir, do you?"

First blood.

Harry: Stop talking, stop talking.

He said irritably, "Then what are you doing here?"

"Laughing at you"

Double kill.

Harry choked, "Why are you talking like that now?"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "How about this? 'Otherwise... our great savior, you're so wonderful, you must have no worries right now,' like this?"

Triple kill.

"Ugh, don't call me savior!" Harry reacted strongly, even experiencing for a moment Draco's vomiting sensation.

Like a cat with its fur standing on end, he stared intently at Hermione.

"So you're that averse to the Savior now, Harry?"

Quadra kill.

Hermione's tone finally returned to normal.

Harry fell silent.

"Alright, since you've somehow become smarter, I'll tell you something."

Stop keeping me in suspense.

"Tch, your roommate's frozen in shock."

Harry looked up abruptly and met Hermione's eyes. Hermione blinked innocently at him.

A demonic voice rang in his ears, "Everyone was there, except you..."

"Malfoy wasn't there either!!"

"Well, Slytherin is united, and no information has leaked out from there at all. By the way, do you think Dumbledore will clear things up for you?"

Hermione casually tossed down a bomb, dusted herself off, and left.

At this moment, Hermione was a devil in Harry's eyes, always following Landric and learning bad things instead of good ones.

No, Landric wasn't broken at all.

He follows Malfoy around all the time, but instead of learning the good things, he learns the bad.

Hermione made another surprise attack, leaving Harry with one last message.

"For the sake of our friendship, if you don't want to be discarded at any time, then make yourself more valuable. Anyway, I've figured it out; Dumbledore is an extremely competent politician."

Politicians always prioritize reason over emotion.

The savior's voice was weak and feeble: "No matter how valuable, you're still just a pawn."

"That means the value isn't enough."

Harry stood in the darkness, his face inscrutable.

The mountains and rivers seemed to block the way, but then a village appeared amidst the willows and flowers.