After returning to his time and space, Qin Hui felt as if there were tens of thousands of bees flying in her head, and the whole thing seemed particularly noisy.

Qin Hui endured the pain, squinted her eyes and stared at Hermione in front of her, and asked hesitantly, "Miss Granger, how do you feel after the shuttle time?"

"Feeling!" Hermione shook her head and smiled foolishly, obviously not experiencing Qin Hui's pain.

"Call everyone back to school. I have important things to do. Write to Dumbledore and let him come back and take over me!" Qin Hui kept rubbing her temples and said in unquestionable words, then walked towards her room in a messy manner.

Victor really doesn't exist anymore. Although Qin Hui must have killed him himself, Victor still does not exist in the memories of other tutors and students in the academy. The whole world has forgotten this person, and only Qin Hui sometimes recalls what he said and recalls the crystal ball held by Professor Trelawney.

Time passed by little by little, and in the blink of an eye it was two years. As time passed, Qin Hui now had a headache every day, and she couldn't concentrate at all, or even couldn't fall asleep. Qin Hui thought of many ways to do this, but no matter whether it was magic or medicine, it had no inhibitory effect on this pain. That kind of pain made people crazy. Every time it occurred, Qin Hui even had the mood of wanting to commit suicide.

But Qin Hui held back because he couldn't die. After he died, he would never see everything he was passionate about.

Pain comes from the pain in the soul, which makes Qin Hui urge to destroy the world. He doesn't know what's wrong, but he thinks it is related to going back to the past. The past cannot be tampered with. Everyone who attempts to tamper with the past has to pay the price, and the price Qin Hui pays is the endless pain in his head.

Qin Hui, who returned to reality, took off her title as principal because now he had no energy to think about anything else. So the Ministry of Magic unanimously decided to invite Dumbledore back again.

In this way, Dumbledore came back. After returning, Dumbledore seemed even older. His temperament, which seemed quite energetic, became in twilight years. No one knew what Dumbledore had experienced outside, but everyone was talking in a low voice. Dumbledore was really old.

Two years later, Hermione was still the same, often suddenly became crazy and crazy, becoming a problem girl who was even more nervous than Luna. Harry and Ron were also worried about this, but time could change everything. Harry and the two went from comforting Hermione every day to going once every two days, then three days, and the last one week. So far, except for occasionally remembering, Harry and Ron, who were already two sixteen-year-old boys, have gradually become accustomed to the days without Hermione.

Everyone has their own life, fairy tales are beautiful, but as they grow up, people always have to learn to face reality.

Sixteen years old is impulsive, and Ron, who has always liked Hermione, is no exception. So once when Hermione was asleep, Ron, who went alone, slowly untie Hermione's clothes with the pills he got from outside.

I really want to say that Hermione suddenly woke up and Ron failed, or Harry or other mentors arrived in time to stop Ron's behavior.

But this is reality, not a fairy tale.

No one knew what happened that night, but Hermione's condition has become worse since then. Hermione refused to be close to anyone and would not even open the door for Harry after he arrived. During the only sober time, Hermione liked to lock herself in the house and force herself to believe in God's existence.

The Gryffindor Golden Trio no longer exists. All of them are Ron who has become a playboy, Harry who has been eyeing everyone, and the madman who has become a joker in the end, Hermione...

Everyone has to pay the price for their actions. Hermione went crazy when she returned to the past, and Qin Hui also endured the pain of wanting to commit suicide every day.

"Teacher, are you feeling better?" Luna, who is already sixteen years old, is now a fourth-grade student. The little girl who was originally like a washboard has also become a vibrant girl with outstanding temperament.

Luna gently pushed Qin Hui's room away, suppressed the fear in her heart, and came to a room that Dumbledore didn't dare to approach.

There is nothing in this room, no furnishings, and no entertainment facilities. There is only a man wearing a black robe and scattered hair sitting cross-legged on the ground.

"Teacher, are you a little better?" Luna swallowed and spitted, and came to a few meters away from the man in black robe with some bumps. Then she no longer dared to walk forward.

"You are here! Is there any news about Trelawny?" The man in black robe suddenly opened his eyes, and saw a look of madness and pain mixed in his blood-covered eyes.

Luna shook her head silently, and couldn't help but shed tears when she looked at her mentor's appearance.

This person is Qin Hui. The pain that never stops makes Qin Hui always in a trance state. In this state, Qin Hui's mind is always blank because of the pain from the soul. Except for Luna who dares to enter the place where Qin Hui is now, even Dumbledore does not dare to wander outside Qin Hui's door, for fear that Qin Hui will suddenly kill him.

"Uh..." Qin Hui suddenly shouted muffled, and waves of powerful energy turbulence rose around, causing fluctuations in the surrounding space.

"Teacher, you have a headache again!" Luna looked at Qin Hui's painful look and couldn't help but want to step forward again.

"Don't come over!" Qin Hui, who was struggling in pain, suddenly raised her hand and stopped Luna from coming to her.

"Teacher!" Luna wiped the tears that kept gushing out of her eyes, and stared at Qin Hui with her fists clenched.

"Let's take a step back!" I saw the blue veins on Qin Hui's forehead exposed, and cold words came from his clenched teeth.

"Teacher, your strength has been strengthened again!" Luna took a step back and saw that where she was standing, suddenly cracks floated in the air, like a broken mirror.

The pain from the soul makes Qin Hui concentrate on dealing with it at all times. In the past two years, Qin Hui resisted the pain in her head day after day every day, and her already extremely powerful mind power became more solid. Once Qin Hui's emotions fluctuated violently, it could even shake the space around her.

"Find the place where Trelawni is hiding as soon as possible, and then notify me that I feel that my soul may be shattered if it can't hold on!" The space beside Qin Hui shattered inch like a spider web, while Qin Hui, who was sitting in the center, was not even damaged in the corner of her clothes.

"Yes, mentor!" Luna nodded silently, then left the room where Qin Hui was.

"How is Professor Qin?" Just after Luna left for a while, Dumbledore stopped Luna in the corridor.

"Teacher...the mentor may not be able to do it!" Luna pursed her lips and recalled the little things she had with Qin Hui, and tears couldn't stop flowing down.

Qin Hui may not be a good person or a kind person. But no matter what, Qin Hui has a position that others cannot replace in Luna's heart, because Qin Hui gave Luna a stage to the peak, allowing her to see the vastness of the world and her own insignificance.

"If everyone represents a star in the sky, then Professor Qin must be the one that shines the most. Unfortunately, the stars are about to fall now, what can you do!" Dumbledore's wrinkled face showed a trace of memories, remembering Qin Hui's energetic appearance when she first entered Hogwarts and her unparalleled strength.

"Ahem cough..." Dumbledore sighed and suddenly coughed, and quickly pressed a handkerchief on his mouth.

"Dean, are you okay?" Luna looked around and saw a bright red color in the handkerchief.

"As aged, it's useless! I think when I was young..." Dumbledore suddenly became silent as he said, then shook his head and sighed with some interest. "Oh! When aged, he likes to recall the past. It seems that I'm really useless!"

Dumbledore put away his handkerchief and forced his bent lumbar spine to straighten it, and strikingly disappeared into Luna's eyes.

There are also heroes at dusk, and the beauty will inevitably see white hair. Looking at Dumbledore's forced backbone, Luna couldn't help but look at the sunlight outside the window.

I dream of Jiangnan, ride a crane to Yangzhou...
Chapter completed!