In June, after months of restorative exercise, Hoffa's body had almost recovered. His bones were strong, he could run, jump, and jump. He also grew two centimeters, and he seemed to be in better condition than before.

The school did not give him many rewards, and neither did the Ministry of Magic. The news of the half-human king was suppressed with the joint efforts of the Ministry of Magic and Hogwarts.

News in the war years was always endless, and the crowd was a forgetful creature. After several months of baptism, the outside world rarely mentioned the half-human king anymore.

(Except students within Hogwarts.)

However, after more than a year of adventure, Hoffa has taken these things lightly.

...

...

The reconstruction work of the school is still not over. Every day, wizards will transport stones from Hogsmeade or other places. Reconstruction will probably continue during the summer vacation until the school is completely restored.

However, Hoffa has ended his sophomore year, and like other friends around him, he is about to start his own summer vacation.

The sun was shining brightly on this day. The students packed up their luggage from the ruins and gathered in front of the hall of Hogwarts. Led by Dumbledore, they walked together to the station where the Hogwarts train is located.

The station is located between the Black Lake and Hogwarts School. In recent months, it has been planted with thick vegetation and trees, and there are cobblestone paths between the shades of the trees. It is very pleasant to walk, but dragging the suitcase in

It is not very convenient to scroll above.

Most students can use magic to solve problems, younger students can use levitating spells, and senior students can even use traceless stretching spells to put luggage in their handbags.

But Hoffa can't carry bags for two girls this year like he did last year. Since his wand was taken away by Silby, he has completely become a squib. Most of his abilities are unable to be used, and his deformation is slightly better.

At one point, the spell becomes almost impossible to cast.

The only thing that can be cast is the shield, not even the Disguise Charm and the Levitation Charm.

Hoffa misses his wand.

However, embarrassment has become his normal state. If he doesn't encounter some problems, he would feel a little abnormal.

But now, he still chooses to live in the present.

Let your future self solve the problems of the future.

Under the shade of the trees, he and his two friends were chatting and laughing as they walked towards the station under the mottled shade of the trees, preparing to take the train back to London.

Aglaia was wearing a light blue shirt and knee-length jeans. She got a glass of mango smoothie from somewhere and said as she drank:

"I have an idea. During the summer vacation, Hoffa, you can come to St. Mungo's Hospital, where my mother works. If you can... I mean, if you have the ability, I can reluctantly introduce you there.

A job…”

Hoffa asked, "Why should I go to St. Mungo's?"

"It's work. You're looking for work everywhere anyway, so why not come to my house to help." She said in an unquestioning tone.

Miranda said: "A black-hearted capitalist would recruit child labor at such a young age."

"No, intern, intern! Do you understand? Both the hospital and the Ministry of Magic will recruit them."

Aglaia argued, "Hoffa, are you coming or not?"

"Let me think twice."

"Think quickly, think quickly, I won't give you a chance when the car reaches London."

Aglaia snorted the smoothie and said, "Miranda, let's come too. How about it?"

"No, I don't like places like hospitals."

"Qi..."

Aglaia pouted.

The two girls chatted side by side, while Hoffa fell into deep thought.

It seems that it is not unacceptable to go to work at St. Mungo's, but I know nothing about wizarding medicine and I don't have a wand. Is it really good to go? However, St. Mungo's Hospital should also be a brand new secret realm for wizards...

.

While Hoffa was thinking, Miranda suddenly stabbed Hoffa.

"look."

Hoffa looked up and found a familiar and slender figure standing in the sunshine next to the station. It turned out to be Osivia, whom he had not seen for a long time. She had been outside for the second half of the semester to help restore and raise funds for Hogwarts.

I ran around and didn't go back to school, but I didn't want to meet him here.

She stood in the sunshine at the station, wearing a dark green robe and high-top black leather boots. She was dressed exactly the same as when they first met in Thames Harbor. The only difference was that her hair was not pulled tightly into a bun.

Instead, it was coiled easily on one side, blowing slowly with the breeze.

Seeing Hoffa coming, she narrowed her green eyes and a warm smile appeared on her face.

Hoffa was stunned for a moment. Before leaving, he went to Osivia's office to look around, but her office was abandoned. He thought the other party had left.

"You guys, go wait for me on the train first."

Hoffa whispered to his two friends.

The two friends spoke in a low voice. They looked at Osilvia, then at Hoffa, and left here in whispers.

Seeing Hoffa coming, the white-haired old Auror behind Osivia who was dragging a heavy suitcase smiled and waved to him and nodded, and then he apparated and disappeared into the air.

Hoffa walked up to her and smiled slightly.

"professor."

"No need to call me professor." Osivia said with a smile, "I never regarded you as a student from the beginning."

"No, no, I can be a teacher for a day, so what..."

Hoffa said politely, but couldn't make it up, so he made a haha.

Osivia curled her lips: "I haven't seen you for a few days. How is your recovery going?"

"It's very good. It tastes good when you eat it." Hoffa said, "I can run ten kilometers every day without getting out of breath."

She came closer and put her hand on Hoffa's head with emotion. The cold fragrance hit her nose: "It's just that the hair has changed."

"Don't mention it..." Hoffa sighed: "Oh, by the way. There is one thing I want to tell you."

"What's up."

Hoffa coughed twice and said: "The Minister of Magic came to see me. I am really sorry that I was not able to tell the truth about the half-human king..."

"Hoffa." Osivia interrupted him softly, "Those are not important anymore. Nothing in life goes smoothly. I am very happy to experience a year of adventure with you."

"Me too." Hoffa looked at her smiling green eyes and felt something, "Are you leaving?"

"Yes." Osivia smiled slightly, like a blooming rose.

"My mission has been completed. I am going back to the Soviet Union. My country needs me more than ever. My father still has a lot of remaining work and needs my help to solve it."

"What about our Transfiguration teacher?" Hoffa said with a headache.

"Who knows?" Osilvia shrugged.

"But my father used to say that coming and going is the normal state of life."

When she mentioned her father, Hoffa suddenly remembered something.

He quickly reached into his arms, pulled out an old item, and handed it over.

"A few days ago, when I went to the office, I found that your newspaper was still there. I thought I'd better leave it to you."

"Ah, this..." Osivia looked at the old newspaper from a year ago, took it with a smile, and shook her head.

Then, a flame burst out from her palm, and in the flames, the old newspaper turned into ashes and floated away.

She said softly: "I have more meaningful goals in life than revenge."

Watching the red embers flying in the air under the sun, Hoffa stood in front of the Snake Academy senior, feeling inexplicably filled with emotion.

Speaking of which, she and I had experienced countless adventures by accident throughout the year, traveling from London, to Morocco, to Spain, and then to Hogwarts.

"Yes." Hoffa said dryly, "I wish you a promotion and a salary increase to reach the top of your life..."

"Ha ha."

Osilvia couldn't help laughing. After laughing, she took out a piece of parchment from her pocket and handed it to Hoffa.

"Would you think about it?"

"What's this......"

Hoffa muttered, took the hand and took a look. He found that what was written on it was actually a foreign temporary residence permit, the period of residence was summer vacation, and the place of residence was Moscow, Soviet Union.

Osilvia held Hoffa's shoulders and bent slightly: "I'm thinking, if you don't have anywhere to go during the summer vacation. You can come to the Soviet Union, come to Moscow, and I can find you a job there, and you can live there.

In my home, I will take care of you."

"this......"

Hoffa took the list and didn't know what to say for a while.

The other party gave me a choice similar to that of Sirius, but unfortunately the Far East was too far away and I was not Harry either.

He must stay here. There are still many important things that need to be solved by himself. More secret realms are waiting for him to explore.
To be continued...