Chapter 1536 Not a Dream

When Hermione slowly opened her eyes, the darkness that once oppressed her had dissipated, replaced by a familiar white roof.

You can feel that the pain in your body has disappeared. Right now, it seems that he is lying on a soft and warm bed, his whole body is lazy and unable to use his strength.

However, the memories before she passed out of a coma quickly spewed out from the depths of her heart, filling her heart at once.

"Is...Professor Dumbledore?"

To be honest, due to the short period of time before fainting, her consciousness was already a little fuzzy. Looking back at this moment, most of her head was filled with that kind of cool and bleak feeling, but only the figure of Dumbledore was deeply engraved in her mind.

When thinking of this, she couldn't help pulling her hand out of the quilt, and touched her chest with a little difficulty. However, there is nothing there.

"Or was it just a dream?"

Dumbledore was dead, she saw the other's body with her own eyes, and even attended the other's funeral in person. Even at the last moment, she clearly saw that Maca sealed Dumbledore's body in ice, and it was still left by the lake at Hogwarts.

And how could a person who had already passed away talk to her like that and try to save her?

Apart from "it was a dream", Hermione couldn't think of any other explanation, because even in the wizarding world, the principle of "the dead are gone" is common.

"... thirsty... water."

However, just when Hermione felt her throat dry and turned her head to look at the bedside table next to her, a touch of scarlet quietly entered her vision.

Yes, it was the silver necklace, the pendant on top of the necklace with a dull gemstone, or Maca put it on for her later!

Remember, it was smashed out of the bezoar that Dumbledore gave her as a relic, a ruined Philosopher's Stone.

In this way, Dumbledore's phrase "the last gift I leave you" in her memory is obviously referring to this.

Yes, it would definitely not be a dream. When she was in the most dangerous situation so far, Dumbledore literally saved her!

Reminiscing slowly like this, Hermione couldn't help but turned over with a little difficulty, reached out and reached for the necklace that someone had put on the bedside table.

Yes, there was even a lot of dried blood on the surface of that dark red gemstone. With just a light touch, they turned into powder and slid down from the top, falling on the white pillow cover.

And at this moment, there was a sudden "click" sound of the doorknob being turned not far from the bed.

"Hermione!"

Accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, the familiar voice soon sounded beside him again.

"Hermione, are you awake? Feeling all right?"

"Ron..."

With the help of the other party, Hermione turned over and lay back on her back again, and then saw the familiar face whose surprise had not faded.

"You are here, that is to say... this is the observation room under New St. Mungo's?"

"Oh, it's like this!" Ron said while frantically twisting the towel for her, "Maka sent you back. You don't know, I saw him running over in a hurry, and he Holding you in my arms with blood all over your body, I almost fainted! Fortunately, Maca said that luckily the rescue was in time..."

Ron babbled, and it could be seen that he was really happy to see that Hermione in front of him could wake up safely and soundly.

"And Maca also said, I don't know why, but you don't seem to be cursed by that fog! So don't worry! Maca has checked for you, and you won't be like the two people next door, who will die after a while." Nobody can move."

"curse……"

Hermione's heart skipped a beat when Ron said this.

"Does Macata really 'don't know why'?"

Suddenly, Hermione recalled the scene when the necklace was placed on the bedside table just now.

Yes, Maca probably knew about it, at least he definitely guessed some of the reasons. Hermione slightly clenched the gemstone in her hand, the hard, smooth and angular touch silently proved this point.

And maybe, Maca was able to find her in the mist in time, precisely because Maca had already noticed Dumbledore's appearance at that time.

"Ron," after a short pause, Hermione couldn't help asking softly, [UU Reading 00ks] "How long have I been in a coma? And, what about Maca?"

"how long?"

Ron handed the wrung-out towel to Hermione who insisted on wiping her face, and then thought about it:

"It didn't take long! It was only half an hour at most. Maca also said before leaving that you are recovering well and will wake up soon."

Just as he was speaking, he scratched his head casually, and then continued:

"As for Maca...he mentioned that he was going to the open space in front of the ruins of the church outside. It seems that Harry is waiting there too! Well, Harry probably didn't know you were injured, or he would definitely Will be back too."

"It's better not to let him know yet," Hermione shook her head and said, "Since I'm fine, it doesn't matter anymore... Has half an hour passed? This also means that the army of living corpses It's coming soon? Compared to my trivial matter, that is a major event that needs to be dealt with with all my strength!"

"It's not a 'trivial thing'!" Ron immediately retorted when he heard this, "It's not like I said Maca stayed here until it was confirmed that your injury has fully recovered!"

"Yes, is it?"

Seeing Ron say that, Hermione couldn't help but startled slightly, then pursed her lips and slowly closed her eyes.

"Then let me rest for a while! Maybe after a while, no one here will have to rest."

"Uh, good!" Seeing this, Ron nodded and said, "Then I'll go out and get you something to eat, and fill your stomach after you rest for a while."

After Ron waved his wand and took the washbasin out, Hermione opened her eyes again, staring at the white ceiling in a silent daze.

...

There was one thing Hermione didn't ask, but the truth was obvious.

The fog that drifted all the way from London finally stopped in Canterbury, arriving at the destination one step ahead of the group of living corpses.

Right now, Maca was sitting with Harry on the waste rock pile beside the clearing in front of the church ruins.

"Harry, get ready...those guys, it's almost here!"

"Well, Maca, I know."

This blocking battle against the army of living corpses is finally coming to an end.