"Moriarty, are you leaving?"
Hermione noticed something strange about Moriarty's expression. She wiped the corner of her mouth and asked him.
Astoria raised her head as well.
Moriarty helped both girls up and seated them beside him.
"There's something I need to handle. Be good, and once you've had enough fun with Ginny and the others, head back to school."
"Remember to lock the pub's front door."
After giving them a few instructions, Moriarty hurried away.
He did not intend to tell anyone about this time-traveling trip.
However, Ginny, who had been consciously or unconsciously keeping an eye on him, noticed his departure.
"Moriarty left? Where's he going?"
"This is bad. I haven't even had the chance to confess to Moriarty yet. I prepared so carefully for this!"
"Whatever. Wherever Moriarty goes, I'll go too!"
Ginny jogged after him.
Her actions aroused her companions' suspicions.
"Huh? Why did Ginny run off?"
"Moriarty seems to have left too."
"Could the two of them be secretly going on a date behind our backs?"
"No way. Hermione and Astoria are still over there."
"Ginny never sneaks a bite."
"What if she does?"
"Moriarty went looking for Griffins!"
"Look, they're coming over."
The girls all talked at once, letting their imaginations run wild.
Girls their age already possessed incredibly active imaginations. Now that they had drunk a little, their thoughts ran even further astray.
Hermione and Astoria walked over and called to the girls, "It's time to end the party. Return to your own Houses and go to sleep."
Hermione had always been known as "Little Minerva McGonagall." With a stern face now, she managed to intimidate the girls.
They obediently formed a line and followed Hermione toward the door.
Astoria stayed at the back, counting heads.
"Lovegood, Pansy, Susan, Hannah, Parvati, Padma..."
"Hm?"