That day, after Hermione returned to France to meet with the Muggle President, she went straight to the Rebel Alliance headquarters in Belgium to handle matters. It wasn't until near dusk that she finally returned to Beauxbatons to rest for a while.
Although the Weymouth camp has been temporarily stabilized, no one knows when another emergency will occur, so although Hermione has long been tired, she does not dare to fall asleep.
If necessary, she would have to rush there immediately even at night. With only Percy in charge there, he would definitely be too busy.
"Miss Granger, are you back?"
Fleur was still in Ms. Larson's room upstairs just now. Now she was watching the sky getting late and was about to go to the kitchen to make some dinner. When passing by the lounge that had been vacant due to everyone's departure, she suddenly found that the door of the lounge was ajar.
When she pushed it open slightly, she saw Hermione resting inside.
"Miss Delacour," Hermione, who was sitting on the sofa with her eyes slightly closed, heard the sound and immediately opened her eyes and looked toward the door, "How has Luna been these past few days? I was thinking of going over to see her later. Where is she!"
"Oh, Miss Lovegood is very good," Fleur said immediately, "She has stopped running around recently and is recuperating in her room! On the other hand, Ms. Larson's emotional state has become worse and worse... If the two Miss Geoffreys don't come back, I'm worried that she will sneak away to England without anyone paying attention."
"Larson..." Hermione couldn't help but frowned when she heard this, "It's no wonder, it's just... Sigh, I'll ask Mrs. Maxim to find someone to guard her later! No matter what, I can't let her She went to England alone and died."
Saying this, she suddenly stood up from the sofa and said:
"But before that, I think I'd better go and talk to her first... Miss Delacour, are you planning to go to Ms. Larson?"
"Oh, no! I just came down from her place and was going to the kitchen to bring her and Miss Lovegood something to eat—you go ahead! I'll be up in a moment."
"Well," Hermione thought for a while after hearing this, "Forget it, I'll go with you! I haven't had dinner yet, so why not fill my stomach with you and Luna first."
"That's fine... In fact, I think Miss Lovegood may have missed you a little bit." Fleur and Hermione said as they walked out, "She has indeed had a good rest these past few days, and her strength has almost recovered... It’s just that I feel that she is actually not in a good mood—she is very worried about you.”
"… Yeah?"
Hearing what she said, Hermione couldn't help but pursed her lips, but said nothing more.
…
To be honest, Luna's mood was not actually as low as Fleur said... Well, at least it wasn't to the point where she would sigh there all day long - if that happened, she would no longer be Luna Lovegood!
Ever since Fleur was asked to pay more attention to Larson that day, she spent almost every day in her room. But in the past few days, she has not been idle, but has been immersed in the study of rule runes in her own way.
Speaking of which, there was actually no need for Hermione to ask Madam Maxime to send someone to keep an eye on Ms. Larson. Because the latter was unprepared, almost all the emotions and thoughts in his heart had already fallen into Luna's perception. If the other party has any abnormal or extreme thoughts, they will definitely not be able to escape Luna's "rules of empathy".
Obviously, this kind of behavior of peering into other people's hearts is indeed not very moral and not very polite, but in Luna's concept, this concept obviously does not exist.
In other words, she probably didn't think about any moral issues at all.
"Oh, she seems to be blaming herself again."
Luna, who was lying on the window sill with her head tilted to admire the sunset, suddenly raised her head, glanced in the direction upstairs, and then couldn't help but murmured:
"Fleur went to the kitchen, and I guess she won't be back for a while... Do you want me to go see Ms. Larson?"
After thinking about it, she shook her head, then leaned over and lay back on the window sill.
"Blaming yourself... is not always a bad thing."
If Larson didn't even feel guilty about herself, then the only things left in her mind were worries about the sisters Safina and Ursula, and random speculations.
Luna thought of this, and suddenly raised her hand to rub her long pale golden hair, and then couldn't help but murmured in a low voice:
"Then should I blame myself?"
After a moment, Luna, who was mumbling to herself, suddenly straightened up again and glanced at the door of the room.
"Is it Hermione?"
She was stunned for a moment, then clapped her hands happily, and then hurriedly ran to the door. When she unscrewed the doorknob and pulled the door open, she immediately saw Hermione who had just walked out the door with Fleur.
"Oh! Hermione, are you okay?" As soon as she saw Hermione, she immediately came forward and patted her up and down, "Are you injured? Is there anything uncomfortable? I can give it to you. Make some potion."
"No, no need, I'm fine." Hermione took her hand and said, "Let's go! Go to the room first, I will have dinner with you today -"
"That's great!" Luna said quickly, "Oh, come in quickly, I'll make Gordig root tea for you."
Looking at Luna's energetic look, Hermione felt a little relieved, but at the same time she couldn't help but think of what Fleur had said before.
To be honest, she had a hard time imagining Luna's depressed look.
But Fleur wouldn't lie in a place like this, would she
While Hermione was thinking this, she and Fleur put the cutlery and the basket containing dinner on the table. At the same time, she occasionally glanced at the back of Luna who was making tea in front of the fireplace.
Not long after, after the two of them had divided the food, Hermione walked over to Luna, thought for a while and said:
"Harry met Maka."
"oh?"
Luna turned around and looked at her with her big eyes blinking.
"It must be dangerous along the way, right? Are Harry and the others okay?"
Luna's calmness made Hermione feel a little confused for a moment, but at the same time, she also felt a little "that should be the case" in her heart.
This contradiction made Hermione immediately confused as to how to continue talking - obviously this was a topic she started herself.
"Well, Harry and the others are fine," she said, "Maka sent someone to 'send' them back."
"Oh," Luna nodded, "As long as it's okay, if you're not completely sure next time, just don't go. If something happens, it will be terrible!"
After saying that, she lowered her head and poked at the pile of firewood in the fireplace, causing a small cloud of sparks to fly.