NOVEL NEXT Chapter 147
"Wow." Thorne looked at Dumbledore with a teasing look on his face. He already knew who the foreign aid was.
The meeting ended quickly, and everyone went back to their own homes and mothers. They had no intention of staying in the Black mansion. Only Draco was a little confused.
This meeting did not drive me away, nor did it allow me to express any ideas...................I don't understand.............
And Thorne was still curled up on the sofa, holding a notebook and constantly drawing some incomprehensible lines on it with a pen.
"Voldemort alone, you, Dumbledore, Sirius, Grindelwald, Snape, it's a sure win situation anyway, why are you scribbling here and worrying about it?" Draco came over and asked.
"I like this when I think about things..." Thorne smacked his lips, "What do you think Hermione is doing now?"
"Didn't you say that her family went on a trip? Look at that country. It's late at night, maybe it's still as bright as day over there." Draco rolled his eyes and said.
"..................I'll go see her." Thorne threw his notebook on the sofa, summoned a silk robe and flew out of the window of the Black mansion.
"??? Are you in love?"
"You two in the living room! Come over for supper!"
Sirius' voice came from the restaurant.
"............ Gone."
"Huh? What's gone?"
"Thorne is gone."
"???"
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Italy.......
Florence.......
By the Arno River......
Hermione was lying on the sofa in her long-term rental house, reading a big book. It was late, but she couldn't sleep. When she thought about her family of three fleeing England, leaving Thorne, Harry and the others to endure Voldemort's brutal madness, she always felt guilty of being a deserter.
Knock, knock!
The glass in her room suddenly rang. She looked up and found a familiar figure floating outside the window.
"Thorne!" She opened the window in surprise and pulled Thorne in.
"Why are you here?"
Thorne found a place to sit down and said: "Dumbledore has made up his mind and is now gathering people to strangle Voldemort and his Death Eaters before Hogwarts starts."
"Will it succeed?" Hermione asked worriedly.
"Voldemort only has two Horcruxes that cannot be killed, plus he is good at Avada and a group of Death Eaters who are good at spreading fear. He is undoubtedly powerful, but not to the point of being so powerful that he will be cut off from the world." Thorne explained.
"Who will participate... Forget it, you don't need to say it. I can guess with my knees that you are definitely one of them." Hermione said faintly.
"Indeed, you can't let me use my talents for nothing." Thorne said.
"I'm not afraid of you using your talents for nothing, I'm afraid of you being in danger. Although it feels like I have no sense of boundaries, I still have to say......... I don't care how powerful and glorious you are, I just want you to be safe." Hermione sighed and said.
"My life is much tougher than yours, don't worry."
"I believe this. You flew all the way from England to here just to say this to me?" Hermione asked.
"I can't sleep either. I always feel that something is missing in the decisive battle with Voldemort." Thorne touched his chin and said melancholy.
"................What is missing?" Hermione asked.
"Without a goal, where should we go after killing Voldemort?" Thorne asked.
"Where to go? After finishing Hogwarts, I will go to the Ministry of Magic to develop and strive to become the Minister of Magic. Aren't you the next headmaster of Hogwarts? Isn't that good enough?" Hermione asked.
"I always feel that it's too plain. Maybe the life in the past few years is too legendary. Suddenly, we lost such a big crisis like Voldemort, which made us enjoy a good life in a plain way. I'm still a little uncomfortable. Do you think I'm cheap?" Thorne said with a wry smile.
"Well... Although it's not very polite to say so... Indeed." Hermione nodded in agreement.
"I asked you to come here to comfort me." Thorne rolled his eyes and said.
"But your desire for danger is a bit weird, but we still have a long vacation, so we can go on adventures around the world to find excitement and the truth and secrets of this world."
"As for you asking me to comfort you, this isEven simpler, do you know how many innocent people you will save if you defeat Voldemort now? "
"Perhaps when Voldemort accumulates power, we will all die, or everyone will witness death, but you have avoided all this, you have saved so many people, this is the greatest extraordinary, this is the greatest legend!" Hermione sat next to Thorne, hugged him like a sister and said softly.
"Thank you."
"...........Leave tonight?"
Thorn stood up with a bang.
"What?" Hermione rolled her eyes.
"I'm a serious person." Thorne took a deep breath and said.
"Hehe...I know best whether you are a serious person." Hermione rolled her eyes.
".......I'm going back to England, otherwise Draco and the others will be worried." Thorne summoned a silk robe and ran away.
"Wait, since you're here, I'll treat you to a meal, right here, it's much better than those British dishes. "Hermione said, blocking Thorne.
"........Not impossible..."
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"Be gentle when you go downstairs, they are both asleep." Hermione tiptoed and opened the bedroom door, calling Thorne.
"Got it, go into the village quietly, don't shoot." The latter nodded and followed.
The two quietly walked out of the small building rented by the Grangers on the Arno River, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Let me make it clear first, this time you treat me, I won't pay a dime." Thorne said.
"It's okay, I exchanged all the pounds I got in 1979 into euros, don't worry! Sister will take you to be extravagant this time!" Hermione said with her hands on her waist and a strong look on her face.