I'm an honest person. If I say I'll kill you, I'll kill you!
"Forget it. I often browse books in the Restricted Section." Harley closed the thick book in her hands. "There aren't any books about astrology in there."
"Besides, I don't think 'the stars are watching us' has anything to do with astrology."
"But if it doesn't belong to astrology, then what does it belong to?" Hermione rubbed her temples.
"Let's look again when we visit Sirius's house. A pure-blood family that's been around long enough might have kept some unusual knowledge."
Harley gathered up the books spread across the table in front of her, one by one.
"If we really can't find anything, I'll ask Professor Dumbledore. If I'm the one asking, I doubt he'll think I'm trying to deceive him."
"I'm going to put the books back where they belong. We need to finish our homework before Easter... Huh, why is your face so red?"
"It's nothing. Maybe the library is too warm." Hermione carefully hugged the book to her chest.
"I need to ask Madam Pince to lend me a book. The astrology in this one... No, yes, astrology. It's quite interesting to read."
On the evening before the Easter holidays began, Harley had already packed all her things.
Professor Lupin had also arranged leave for himself and Hermione. They would set off after breakfast the next morning.
That night, Harley headed into the Forbidden Forest again, intending to completely quash the giant spiders' desire to relocate.
Monsters ought to act like monsters. Wouldn't it be better if they stayed obediently in the Forbidden Forest and served as materials?
The weather had warmed in the Forbidden Forest, and the sounds of active animals had grown more frequent. Birds chirped, insect eggs hatched, and green shoots