Although he had missed the iconic scene, Tris hadn't missed out on the spell.
Tris learned the incantation from those who had been there. Even without the wand movements, he managed to reconstruct the spell bit by bit.
As for Harry having to spend a night in the Hospital Wing while Skele-Gro regrew a section of his forearm bone, Tris barely gave it a thought.
At first, he had gone to visit out of concern for a good friend. But when he saw Cho Chang sitting beside the bed, Tris immediately felt that his presence was entirely unnecessary.
"Well, look who's back! You only just got discharged, and you're already out exercising?" Tris was warming up on Sunday morning when he unexpectedly spotted Harry, who must have just left the Hospital Wing.
A little embarrassed by Tris's teasing, Harry scratched his head. "Actually, the bone had finished growing by midnight. When I woke up, it was still pretty early, so I thought I'd come out and get moving..."
He flexed his left hand as he spoke. "Shame it was my left hand. If it had been my right, I'd have had an excuse not to do homework for a few days."
Tris rolled his eyes at Harry and continued warming up.
"By the way, Tris." Harry edged closer and asked with some hesitation, "I've been meaning to ask for ages. Have you noticed anything off about Hermione?"
"Oh?" Tris raised his eyebrows without committing himself.
Something off about Hermione?
Of course there was.
The girl really was ruthless with herself. She had doggedly used a Time-Turner to keep up with an entire term of classes, even if she only actually needed it for two subjects.
Judging by Hermione's condition, though, Tris suspected the Time-Turner wasn't quite as harmless as it