A few days later, at an airport in London, a young man and woman stood beneath the setting sun, watching the plane gradually disappear into the horizon.
"It's finally over!"
Albert breathed a sigh of relief. After several exhausting days, he had finally managed to safely put Hermione's family on a plane bound for Sydney.
Of course, he had not helped them for nothing. Albert had completed a triggered panel quest and received a generous reward.
Voldemort really was a Treasure Boy, always bringing him unexpected surprises.
Although they had run into some trouble along the way, facing Voldemort was hardly anything to Albert. He did not fear Voldemort, but he knew the man was not someone to be taken lightly.
"They're gone!" Hermione's eyes brimmed with tears as she gently rested her head against Albert's shoulder. "I'm sorry, I just couldn't help it."
"Don't worry. It won't be long before you can see them again. You can think of it as them going abroad for a holiday." Albert comforted her softly. "My family did the same. We still keep in touch by telephone from time to time."
"Can we really win?"
Hermione raised her head and looked at Albert expectantly. She had no confidence that Harry could defeat The Dark Lord. As Harry's close friend, Hermione naturally knew his true abilities better than most. Sometimes, she wondered where Albert and Dumbledore got their confidence from, believing Harry could defeat The Dark Lord.
Especially after this accident, she could no longer suppress her fear and worry about the future.
If Albert had not been sufficiently decisive and cautious, her family might truly have been innocently caught up in this and murdered by those evil Dark Wizards.
Hermione also knew Albert could not be blamed for it. As Harry's close friends,