Neville's excitement was written all over his face, making him seem almost radiant.
Augusta Longbottom's lips kept trembling, tears shimmering in her eyes, until at last she wept for joy and said, "I know! Of course I know! Neville, you're the best!"
Her voice shook and caught, her tone brimming with pride and relief.
"Ne... ville..."
The call was extremely faint and blurred, like a wisp of smoke scattering in the wind.
Yet Neville and Augusta Longbottom both went rigid, as if struck by lightning;
No matter how faint it was, no matter how blurred, how could they fail to recognize the voice of someone dearest to them?
"Ne... ville..."
Augusta Longbottom moved with astonishing speed, racing to the hospital bed with Neville.
Alice Longbottom was the first to wake. She opened her clear eyes, her moving lips calling Neville's name again and again, her voice growing clearer and clearer.
Even though Neville had already met his parents through that Ritual Magic, and had even fought side by side with them, he was still overwhelmed with excitement in that moment. "It's me! Mum, it's me! I'm Neville! I'm right here!"
Seeing Alice Longbottom slowly prop herself up on one arm, Neville quickly reached out and carefully supported her arm, helping her sit up bit by bit from the hospital bed.
While Neville was supporting Alice Longbottom, Frank Longbottom also woke. "Mum..."
After confirming that both of them had woken, Vizet and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief;
Alice Longbottom and Frank Longbottom had no serious physical problems. The main issue was still the damage to their souls, which made them like vases covered in cracks and seams;
Their condition was like pouring water into such a vase. No matter how much water was poured in, it would flow