Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

In Yang An's office.

Ginny stared closely at the changes in Yang An's expression, as if trying to see something from his expression and attitude.

"The person who saved you in the secret room?"

Sitting in the armchair, Yang An changed the posture of crossing his legs and looked calmly at Ginny who was standing in front of him, a little nervous and even with a little sweat on her forehead.

"Does it matter who rescued you?"

"It's important," Ginny said without thinking.

Yang An looked slightly surprised and nodded, "If that's the case, then well, I was indeed the one who saved you that day, but I remember that Little Tom sucked away most of your energy and magic power, and it hasn't returned to you yet. How did you remember that?"

"call"

In the quiet room, Ginny's heavy exhalation was suddenly heard.

Ginny looked at Yang An with a slightly complicated look.

Sure enough, it was him!
"I indeed forgot at the time. I thought it was Professor Dumbledore and Harry who saved me." Ginny lowered her head and said softly.

Hermione, who was standing by, couldn't wait to ask after seeing Ginny's confirmation, "Then at the end of last semester, did they hold up Professor Snape and the others when Sirius was imprisoned there?"

This was a bold statement. After all, Sirius was still the most wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic, and the reward had soared to 60,000 Galleons, enough to allow a family to live comfortably for ten or even twenty years.

It can be seen that the Ministry of Magic spent a lot of money to capture Sirius.

"Be careful with your words, Miss Granger. Don't say some things directly." Yang An narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"The magic world is very wonderful. As long as you say it, even if it seems that no one can hear it, there is still a chance that someone can hear what you said through some strange magic and magic props."

Hermione was not frightened. Her big, bright brown eyes looked straight at Yang An. "I know no one can eavesdrop on anything in this office."

Yang An was a little helpless. Hermione was a little too confident in him.

"Well, now that we're talking about this, I admit that I discovered you and Harry and the others at that time." Yang An smiled. He didn't expect that not only Ginny, but even Hermione noticed something was wrong. Or was it that his disguise was so poor at the time that they were discovered?

Hermione showed a look of understanding, "That's what I feel."

"Can I ask how you found out? I think my disguise is pretty good. How could you think I deliberately let you go to rescue Sirius?" Now that the conversation was open, Yang An stopped pretending and asked curiously.

"Because you're not the kind of person who would be a lackey for the Ministry of Magic." Hermione said without thinking, "You have your pride, and you can't try to please the Minister of Magic for a prisoner. What I mean is..."

Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly as she spoke.

Yang An stared at Hermione, until Hermione's eyes became evasive, then he looked away.

"I didn't expect you to trust me Hermione. I'm deeply honored."

It seems that his targeting of Harry is not obvious enough. He needs to learn from Malfoy and Snape, because these two really hate Harry.

Yang An thought about it and nodded, "Well, since you have all discovered it, what else do I have to hide? It's just a piece of cake."

"But you obviously helped, so why didn't you explain and tell us, making us misunderstand that you were a bad person?" Hermione and Ginny said in unison.

"Maybe it's too troublesome to explain. If I go up to Ginny and tell her that I saved you, will you believe it?" Yang An asked Ginny.

"I don't think I'll believe it." Ginny shook her head after a slight hesitation, "But I'll look for evidence."

“Yes, but even if it is proven, what good will it do?” Yang An spread his hands and stood up under the stunned expressions of the two women. “I didn’t want to gain your gratitude, nor did I want to be famous. I just wanted to study my research quietly.”

“So these things don’t matter to me.”

Hermione and Ginny were speechless.

Yang An waited for a while, and seeing that the two didn't seem to have anything else to ask, "Then can we go and have dinner now?"

"It's fine." Hermione didn't know what to say.

There seemed to be nothing to say, because she had already decided to stand on Yang An's side, join his noble cause, and help Yang An realize his ideal magical world.

But Hermione's heart had also changed.

But she felt it was very meaningful because she released the last bit of burden and worry in her heart. She knew that Yang An was a good person from beginning to end, which made her more determined to follow Yang An all the way.

"I don't have anything else to ask. Let's go eat." Hermione said this and walked to Yang An with a smile.

Ginny, on the other hand, pursed her lips and her eyes fluctuated several times just as Yang An was about to leave the office.

"Yang, wait a minute."

The red-haired girl suddenly called Yang An.

When Yang An stopped and looked back, he saw Ginny looking at him with burning eyes.

"Huh?" As Yang An tilted his head, he saw Ginny suddenly run three or two steps to cross the distance, like a flying swallow landing in a nest, and almost bumped into Yang An's arms.

"kindness?!"

By the time Yang An reacted, Ginny had already kissed him on the lips.

Hermione on the side was shocked by Ginny's bold behavior. She stared blankly at Ginny standing on tiptoe, hugging and kissing Yang An.

"Ginny?!"

When Hermione, who was almost petrified, reacted, rushed forward and subconsciously tried to pull Ginny away.

Ginny had already taken a step back, out of Yang An's arms.

Ginny raised her little face and looked at Yang An, who was somewhat surprised and astonished, with a blush on her face.

"This is a two-year belated thank you. I hope you don't mind."

Ginny's voice was a little trembling, but she tried to keep it normal.

"You don't have to be like this, Ginny." The surprise in Yang An's eyes gradually dissipated, and he shook his head helplessly.

Western girls are really passionate. They like to express their gratitude by kissing.

Jinny didn't say anything. She couldn't hold back her shyness any longer. Before her face turned red to her ears, she quickly ran away from Yang An, "I'm going to eat first."

As Ginny left, the door slammed shut.

Hermione realized it belatedly, with a look of annoyance and resentment on her face, "How could she do this!"

When Hermione thought about the two people's kissing behavior just now, she felt like she was being bullied.
No, it was Penelope who was bullied.
That's not right, she was planning to show off to Senior Penelope, but Ginny got there first.
Anyway, Hermione is annoying.

Seeing Hermione suddenly getting angry and irritable, Yang An smiled, "Okay, it's just a kiss of gratitude. Hermione, you were a little impulsive at the time." "That's different!"

Hermione stamped her feet, not knowing how to explain.

"Okay, let's go to the cafeteria first."

Before Yang An finished speaking, an unexpected scene appeared. Hermione turned around and pounced on him again.

"Hello?" This time Yang An reacted. He couldn't let the little witch kiss him every time. What was this?

"Hermione! Stop it, calm down."

But Hermione blushed and broke free from Yang An's arms, "I'm calm!"

"Ginny can thank you, so why can't I thank you on behalf of Sirius?" Hermione gritted her teeth and said this, then she stood on tiptoe, ignoring Yang An's helpless expression.
That's it.

Yang Anyi acted quickly. He was not at a disadvantage anyway, so what was there to be afraid of?

Until before the afternoon class.

Neither Hermione nor Yang An went to the cafeteria to eat.

In the first Divination class in the afternoon, Harry was a little curious when he saw Hermione coming back alone with a book.

Why does Hermione's originally smooth hair seem to be growing back again?

In addition, Hermione's blushing seemed a little too much, like two peach blossoms reflected on her face.

"Hermione, are you okay?" Harry approached Hermione and asked curiously.

"Of course, I'm fine, what's wrong?" Hermione's reaction was a bit excessive.

"Nothing." Harry shrugged, "I just wanted to ask Yang An why he didn't come to class."

"He was called away by Professor Snape." Hermione also realized that her reaction was a bit intense. She took a few deep breaths, but when she thought about what happened at noon, she couldn't help feeling shy.

To her, her feelings for Yang An were like poison. She knew that the result might hurt her, but she still flocked to him. She knew she shouldn't do that, but she still couldn't control herself.

Harry looked at Hermione again suspiciously and said nothing more.

He just sighed in his heart for his good friend Ron. The three of them were once very good friends, but now it seems that they can never go back to the way they were before.

However, Professor Trelawney, the professor of Divination, was somewhat furious when she learned that Yang Andi had skipped her class countless times.

Yang An's amazing operation in the Care of Magical Creatures class that morning had quickly spread throughout the school during lunch. It can be said that everyone knew about it, even Professor Trelawney was no exception.

But what she was thinking about had nothing to do with this matter;
Yang An even attended the class of the big fool Hagrid, but did not come to the class of the great fortune teller who taught her the real wisdom and could see into the future as the descendant of the authentic great prophet.

Isn't that too much of a disregard for her?

"Children, I am very sad to tell you some bad news."

Professor Trelawney was wearing her oversized glasses, which made her eyes look scary on her thin cheeks. She glanced at the students sitting in the classroom and spoke in a voice that was as floating as a cloud, as if it would dissipate at any moment.

Hermione whispered to Harry with some disdain, "Here she goes again, her old tricks."

Harry knew what Hermione was talking about. From their first day at school until now, Professor Trelawney had to say every year that someone would leave them.

However, Professor McGonagall, who had never liked or looked down upon the mysterious Professor Trelawney, once told them that she would be surprised if Professor Trelawney did not say that someone would die in a certain year.

". I can sense that the student among you who didn't come to class will have an extremely difficult life ahead and his path will be full of thorns. Ah. I regret that I can't help him in person and see his future path clearly."

Professor Trelawney continued to use her mysterious and unclear voice to create a terrifying atmosphere. The students around her began to look at each other, trying to see who was absent from class.

Harry noticed that the smile on Hermione's face suddenly became suppressed and her body became tense. "Hermione, don't be impulsive."

But before Harry could finish his anxious whisper, Hermione jumped up angrily, "Professor, are you talking about Professor Yang?"

All the students from the two colleges present were present, except Yang An.

So Harry knew, and Hermione knew, that Professor Trelawney was talking about Yang An.

Hermione's voice, suppressed with anger, echoed in the noisy classroom, making it suddenly quiet.

The students all turned their heads to look at Hermione who jumped up, and were a little surprised. After all, Hermione was an absolutely good student and was basically respectful and polite to all professors. It was rare to see her use such a questioning tone towards a teacher.

Professor Trelawney was also a little frightened by Hermione's aggressive attitude. She raised her thin face, tilted her head to look at Hermione, and then spoke softly.

"Miss Granger, I am not referring to anyone in particular, but I have seen in the long river of fate"

Before she could finish, Hermione interrupted.

"Everyone knows that Yang An is the only one who didn't come. Isn't this referring to someone in particular?"

Professor Trelawney was obviously a little angry at Hermione's extremely rude interruption.

She widened her eyes, which were already magnified by the huge glasses.

"Mr. Granger, are you questioning me?"

"That's right!"

Hermione frowned and retorted mercilessly, ignoring Harry who was quietly pulling at her sleeve.

"I don't think that Professor Yang made a wrong choice by not coming to class, and I don't think that he should be labeled as an ominous sign just because he didn't attend an unnecessary class!"

"Ten points deducted from Gryffindor!" Professor Trelawney's tone was no longer light and frivolous, but rather filled with anger and coldness.

"Because Miss Granger was disrespectful to the teacher, interrupted the teacher, and spoke without raising her hand. If you continue to speak to me in this tone, I will deduct another ten points!"

Harry thought that this was probably the first time Hermione had been deducted points by a teacher, absolutely. Of course, except for Snape's class, Gryffindor would be deducted points in Snape's class, without exception.

"hehe."

In response, Hermione did not give up, but quickly packed up her things, "I think Yang is right, I should have done this a long time ago, instead of wasting my life in a meaningless class, I might as well do something more meaningful!"

"What are you thinking about doing, Miss Granger?!" Professor Trelawney was so angry at Hermione's behavior that she said sharply, "If you leave now, don't ever think about entering this classroom again!"

"I will never do this again!" Hermione snapped back. "Goodbye, there will be no more boring and meaningless classes on my schedule!"

After that, in the surprised eyes of everyone, Hermione left without hesitation with the book in her hand, passed by Professor Trelawney who was so angry that she couldn't speak, and disappeared at the stairs.

"Oh!"

The vibration of the door closing almost kicked up a layer of dust.
The classroom was completely silent. (End of this chapter)