A few days later, at an airport somewhere in London, a young man and woman stood beneath the setting sun, looking up at the plane gradually disappearing into the distance.
"It's finally over!"
Albert breathed a sigh of relief inwardly. After several days of running around, he had finally managed to safely send Hermione's family onto a flight bound for Sydney.
Of course, he had not provided this help for nothing. Albert had completed the triggered panel quest and received a generous reward.
All he could say was that Voldemort truly was a Treasure Boy, always bringing him unexpected surprises.
Though they had run into some trouble along the way, facing Voldemort was hardly much of a challenge to Albert. He was not afraid of Voldemort, but he knew he was not someone to be taken lightly.
"They're gone!" Hermione's eyes brimmed with tears as she gently rested her head on Albert's shoulder. "Sorry, I just couldn't hold it in."
"Don't worry. It won't be long before you see them again. You can think of it as them going abroad on a trip." Albert comforted her softly. "My family is the same. We still keep in touch by phone from time to time."
"Can we really win?"
Hermione looked up at Albert expectantly. She had absolutely no confidence that Harry could defeat Lord Voldemort. As Harry's close friend, Hermione naturally knew better than most what he was really capable of. Sometimes, she wondered where Albert and Dumbledore had found the confidence to believe Harry could defeat Lord Voldemort.
Especially after this incident, she could no longer suppress her fear and anxiety about the future.
If Albert had not been decisive and cautious enough, her family might truly have been innocently caught up in it and murdered by those evil Dark