The sun rose and set, and another full moon came around.
By August 17, they had already been in New York for two weeks.
Harry sat at the desk by the hotel window, recalling everything that had happened over the past few days as he carefully wrote a postcard.
Suddenly, faint footsteps sounded in the corridor outside. He immediately put away his quill, quickly dragged a magazine over to cover the postcard, then went to the door with a wary expression and strained his ears to listen.
Accompanied by the sound of a refrigerator door opening and closing, the footsteps gradually receded.
It turned out Tonks had only come out to find something to eat.
Harry remained pressed against the door for a while longer. Only after confirming that Tonks had returned to her room did he quietly return to the desk, move aside the fashion magazine, and continue writing about the past few days after "Dear Ginny."
Some Aurors and Order of the Phoenix members had already returned early. Sirius Black, for example—he had a family now, after all, and his daughter had only recently been born. There was no way he could stay here doing pointless paperwork for the American Magical Congress. Then there were Bill and Charlie, who had mainly been forced to return under pressure from Mrs. Weasley, worried that if they delayed any longer, they would be kicked out of the house...
Quite a few wizards from Britain remained in New York. Besides those helping with the postwar cleanup, there were also some idle people, such as Tonks and Remus.
The cause and course of events were rather complicated.
Dumbledore was an open-minded and friendly headmaster who could always see things from a student's perspective. So, he had agreed to Harry's travel plans with almost