Apology

"You got here quickly, Amosta!"

After her smile faded, Tonks looked mildly surprised. "I thought you'd be tied up for quite some time!"

"I've never liked wasting energy on things that don't interest me."

Amosta said with a smile. He walked up to the two of them and carefully examined Hermione, who was dressed in a hospital gown and looking at him with a touch of gratitude.

Nearly half a month of bed rest had made the young witch look somewhat frailer than before, but the flow of magic within her body had completely returned to normal.

In fact, because she had taken quite a few potions to replenish her magic during this time, and had absorbed a small portion of the magic Amosta had left in her body to suppress the curse, the magic within Hermione was much stronger than before. It had basically reached the level of an adult wizard.

"Not bad—"

After examining her, Amosta nodded in satisfaction and smiled warmly.

"You've recovered very well."

Professor Breen's assessment added a hint of delight to Hermione's smile, and the gratitude in her heart deepened.

There was no need to ask. Hermione knew how much Professor Breen had labored over her problem during this time. He had even uprooted a massive dark wizard organization that had lurked within the European wizarding world for years!

That was somewhat different from the truth, but from Hermione's perspective, that was what she saw.

"May I ask when I can return to Hogwarts, Professor?"

Hermione pressed her lips together and asked eagerly.

"In my view, you can go back now."

Amosta chuckled as he glanced at the desk in the hospital room.

"Just make sure to rest well over the next few days. I believe you'll soon make a full recovery."

Though she