I am the savior, do you have any objection?

After all, if he wanted to, he could have just killed Little Tom.

Harry found it hard to believe.

Is that bald man with a dusty face the mysterious person himself?

Just like that, they were easily repelled by their own artillery? They just had to dodge and roll around in a disheveled and humiliating manner?

Harry suddenly felt something break.

……

It goes without saying that the headline the next day was the Dark Lord's attack on Hogwarts being repelled.

After that, the entire magical world seemed to suddenly become peaceful.

People discovered that both the Dark Lord and the Kree seemed to have vanished.

There was absolutely no action, and this lasted for a full two months.

During the two months, apart from the arrival of a new professor at Hogwarts who called himself "Green" and nearly gave Professor McGonagall a heart attack, everything seemed to be normal.

The students were getting used to their new house life, and letters from various magical departments arrived at the British Ministry of Magic like snowflakes, but no one responded.

Shops reopened one by one, and unemployed wizards began heading to the new Ministry of Magic for interviews, hoping to snag a job.

It seems the world has become just like it was a few years ago, peaceful and serene.

Of course, one little witch didn't think so.

Hermione, her face dark, walked toward the Gryffindor girls' dormitory with her books in her arms.

"Hermione, did you not see Principal Kerry again today?"

Ron and Harry ran into each other and happened to come over to say hello.

“No.” Hermione frowned.

“You go to see him every day, but you never actually see him, you know? This reminds us of when you were obsessed with Lockhart.”

Ron seemed to want to cheer Hermione up by changing the subject, but it didn't seem to be a very appropriate one.

“If you mention that name again, I’ll tear you apart. They can’t be compared at all.”

Hermione's eyes were cold.

“Oh, okay.” Ron looked at Hermione with some fear.

"He must be deliberately avoiding me," Hermione muttered to herself.

"Not necessarily. Maybe he's just too busy. Why don't we talk about something else, like those girls who live in the Slytherin dorms?"

Ron changed the subject again.

“You know what? We’ve been trying to make that green-haired girl laugh. She seems to have been growing some cucumbers in her greenhouse lately, and two witches turned into cucumbers and tried to talk to her to cheer her up. But instead of making her laugh, they got a scolding from Professor Black.”

Hermione wasn't talking to Ron anymore; she was just walking along, carrying her books.

But she stopped when she heard Ron tell this amusing anecdote.

"Wait a minute, isn't this considered using magic to trick Muggles?"

Hermione's sudden question caught both Harry and Ron off guard.

“Um, I’m not sure, should it count?” Ron looked at Harry.

"I don't think so, but even if I were, so what?" Harry retorted.

“If so, they should be waterboarded, like Mr. Kerry said,” Hermione replied.

"Haha, you must be joking. We've seen those eleven laws, but with the current Auror population, they can't keep arresting people forever. Besides, I don't think it's a joke of this magnitude..."

Before Ron could finish speaking, Hermione interrupted him with a frown.

“Impossible. Even if the Aurors are short-handed, he will still carry it out. He said that if you want the rules you set to be more than just a piece of paper, you must make sure that everyone who violates them or tests their boundaries is severely punished.” Hermione said, while lowering her head in thought.

"Unless, unless he's not at Hogwarts at all, or even in the wizarding world."

After talking to herself for a while, Hermione suddenly put the book down on the ground, then turned and started jogging in one direction.

"Please put my book back in my dorm room."

Watching Hermione leave behind these words and run off in a flash, Hermione's two eldest sons looked at each other in bewilderment.

"What's up with her?"

"I don't know, it seems like she's been like this ever since fifth grade."

Hermione ran all the way to the entrance of the Slytherin dormitory.

"I'm looking for Nagasaki Motoyo, who lives here."

Hermione spoke to the portrait.

“Alright, young lady, we don’t follow the rules of the four houses anymore. You can come in if you want.” The portrait opened the door for Hermione.

Hermione walked all the way to the door of a multi-person dormitory and knocked on it.

After a while, Nagasaki Motoyo opened the door with a puzzled look on her face.

At that moment, the girls in the band were having a party in their dorm room.

“Miss Granger…what can I do for you?” Soyo recognized Hermione immediately because she had read HP.

The people in the room also cast curious glances their way.

"May I borrow your television? I remember you should have one here; it's the only place in the entire Hogwarts where you can watch outside news."

Nagasaki Motoyo explained the situation in Japanese.

The girls looked at each other in bewilderment, because McGonagall was particularly fond of cats and had indeed recently brought in Arthur, who was researching various Muggle items, to install a signal receiving station and a television for the girls.

Although the television's power generation device is not an antenna, it miraculously works.

However, the girls probably didn't tell any outsiders about this.

"Okay, if it's just for a look." Although they were still confused, they agreed after discussing it.

Hermione entered the dormitory and skillfully turned on the TV.

The first thing you see is the news.

"Prime Minister Harold Wilson has once again announced tax cuts. He also declared that all businesses across the UK should take a seven-day holiday to escape the heatwave, and will use public funds to host banquets in London, Edinburgh, and Manchester. Anyone can enter for free and enjoy an ice-cold beer or cola. Furthermore, the UK will release the latest dinosaur fossil illustrations at each banquet venue to add to the fun..."

"Huh? Is life in England really that good?" Ai Yin was somewhat incredulous after seeing it.

But Hermione stumbled upon seeing the message and nearly lost her balance.

"Thank you," Hermione said to the girls, then rushed out of the room.

Everyone stared at Hermione's retreating figure, puzzled.

However, Hermione rushed straight to Harry and Meyer's bedroom and found the two men maintaining their firearms.

"I need to get to the Ministry of Magic, quick!"

Hermione hoped her guess was wrong, but the likelihood of it being true grew stronger.

The reason why my teacher from my memories has been completely silent for the past two months is likely that he has taken control of the Muggle world and is using the happy mood of the entire British population to breed Dementors.

Chapter 277 Let's Go Back, Hermione

"It's school time now, and believe me, if Snape finds out, he'll skin us alive under the Eleven Laws."

Ron muttered something under his breath.

However, over the years, this trio has broken almost every school rule they could, except for murder.

Although these three always argue and cut ties whenever they encounter a problem, they always manage to make up later.

However, when faced with problems, they always choose to take risks first.

Even Hermione didn't tell them why, only that it concerned the entire wizarding world.

The two boys immediately sprang into action. Harry took out his Invisibility Cloak, while Ron used the Marauder's Map to confirm the locations of the others.

Because many pure-blooded students dare not come to school, the school is still relatively empty.

The three of them sneaked out of the school, mounted their brooms, and headed straight for the Ministry of Magic.

Hermione hesitated for a moment on the way, but decided to ask her friends for an answer to the inner turmoil she had been struggling with these past few days.

“You say there is a kind of creature that doesn’t look very human, but has the same emotions as humans.”

They are even superior to humans in some ways, so how should we treat them?

The two men, who had deliberately slowed down their brooms, asked different questions after hearing her question.

“You mean Meva…” Ron realized he had let something slip and immediately stopped talking.

"Are you talking about something like Dobby, or a werewolf?" Harry asked.

Hermione ignored Ron and answered Harry's question.

"Yes, like house-elves or werewolves, or more accurately, vampires."

“Then I think maybe we should be nicer to them. You know, Bulgaria even sells Mews as magical creatures.” Ron considered the answer Hermione wanted to hear.

“Hmm…I think so too,” Harry replied.

It's not surprising that they would give this answer; it's related to their upbringing. They know Hagrid, who loves magical creatures, and are even willing to bow to an animal.

He also respects all intelligent beings, especially Harry, who admires Dobby and has great respect for Lupin, the werewolf.

"Phew..." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief; the initial recognition from her companions seemed to make her feel a little better.

"What if they pose a threat to us... well, like vampires... that's a bit inappropriate."

The reason they pose a threat to us is their extraordinary reproductive capacity. They can produce offspring very quickly, and these offspring grow up very fast. If there are enough of them, they could threaten our lives.

Should we eliminate them before they threaten us? They are hostile towards us, but this is all because of the teachings of their evil elders during their short lifespan, which have led them to wantonly slaughter humans.

I think if we negotiate with them properly, we might be able to develop together, but... someone I greatly respect believes that we need to kill them all before they become a threat to us.

Hermione pursed her lips and simply told the whole truth.

This……

Ron and Harry realized that what Hermione was saying was likely not something she made up, but something that actually existed, and that it might be related to the purpose of their trip to the Ministry of Magic.

“Hermione, you know what? This sounds a lot like wizards and Muggles. Muggles could one day threaten wizards, and there are a lot of Muggles, while the birth rate of wizards is very low. You know I’ve always been against the extreme ideas of the Man from Darkness.”

Harry spoke first this time.

“Well said, buddy. We can’t kill intelligent life just because it might harm us.”

Ron nodded.

“I…I initially thought so too, but my reason and what I learned in political class tells me that there isn’t much benevolence or righteousness among the races in the universe.”

And that person I deeply respect even told me that only calmness and animalistic instincts could save everything I wanted to save; weakness and sentimentality wouldn't do it. He said that if I wanted to be a savior, I had to first understand exactly who I was trying to save… I apologize for my somewhat incoherent language.”

Hermione's conversation with her friends did not resolve her inner conflict; instead, it made her even more hesitant and uncertain.

However, their time to hesitate had come, and they arrived at the entrance to the Ministry of Magic.

“I need to see Minister Kerry. We are Hogwarts students and have a serious matter concerning the Dark Arts that we need to report to him.”

Hermione stood at the reception desk and stated her request.

The new civil servant at the reception desk adjusted his glasses.

“I’m sorry, Minister Kerry is not here today. Perhaps we can arrange for you to meet the current Director of the Department of Magical Law and have a talk with him. Trust me, he’s very professional.”

Hermione shook her head, turned to leave without making a sound, and gave a wink to the air beside her.

Wearing the Invisibility Cloak, one of the Deathly Hallows, Harry nodded and walked directly inside.

then……

"Beep beep beep!" The alarm sounded in the hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Harry looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on, while Hermione immediately prepared to run away first.

However, at this moment, the civil servants who were greeting people at the door sighed with some distress.

"To prevent invisibility magic, we have installed not only infrared sensors but also weight sensors. Just now, the gravity sensor was probably triggered. The minister once instructed that if a girl around 17 years old with braces and freckles wanted to see him, the invisibility protection would be triggered and we would take you to see him."