In the game, the moon disappears, and daylight arrives.
Having lost her memory once again Ozomuna turned and left, bidding farewell to the little figure as she departed. "Daytime has come; continue on your journey."
The carriage set off again, and the story ended.
Neville looked at Alice beside him, and he felt that his mother must have been in just as much pain and worried about her lover and child just a second before she lost her memory.
He couldn't help but shed a tear. "Mom, did you understand?"
Alice shook her head; she didn't understand. But seeing the tears on Neville's face, she awkwardly touched Neville cheek and took a Drooble's Best Blowing Gum wrapper from her pocket, giving it to him.
Neville took it and carefully put it away.
Augusta, who was resting with her eyes closed, sighed sadly. As the grandmother of the Longbottom family, she was the one who suffered the most from the child's accident, but she had to be strong.
The Longbottom family needs to be brave enough to face things; running away will only make them more cowardly. This is why Augusta often brings Neville to the hospital to visit his parents.
"May I come in?"
"You can't go in without permission."
Suddenly, a boy's voice came from outside the door. Neville wiped away his tears, got out of bed, and went to check on the situation.
The person who arrived was Harry.
This is why Harry asked for leave. After Dobby returned from investigating St. Mungo's Hospital, he told Harry that he had run into Harry's roommate from Hogwarts at the hospital.
Harry thought one of his classmates was sick. He had wanted to ask Director Lorne to come along, but Director Lorne seemed a bit busy, so he didn't mention it.
" Harry?" Neville exclaimed in surprise as he pushed open the door, "What are you doing here?"
" Dobby told me," Harry said, looking at Dobby beside him, "That he saw my roommate at St. Mungo's Hospital, and I came to see who was sick."
Neville lowered his head. "They are my parents. They were injured by the Death Eaters when they fought against You-Know-Who."
Augusta, inside the door, called out, " Neville, who is that?"
"Grandma, it's Harry," Neville replied, turning around.
Augusta, who was sitting in her chair, suddenly stood up. Her posture remained upright. She quickly went to the door and greeted him warmly, "It's Harry! Neville often mentions you at home, saying you helped him retrieve the Remembrall and often help him with his life and studies."
Harry said shyly, "Thank you for the compliment. Neville also helped me a lot."
The hospital wasn't a good place to welcome guests, Augusta wanted to take Harry home as a guest, but Harry said he was just visiting Neville and didn't need to go to so much trouble.
" Neville, I'm currently staying at Director Lorne's Magic Mobile Phone Shop. You can come visit me if you have time; Director Lorne will welcome you." Harry, who rarely had a decent place to live, wanted to experience what it was like to invite friends over.
Neville looked at his grandmother.
Augusta repeated Lorne's name twice before snapping back to reality, " Neville, you can go anytime you want."
She looked at Harry and explained, "The name Neville mentions most often at home is Director Lorne. I know he must be a wonderful person. He taught Neville courage and responsibility, and I really want to thank him in person— Neville, you must invite your Director Lorne to our house, okay?"
"I will, Grandma," Neville said hesitantly. "Can I go now?"
Neville didn't really want to go right away; today was his time to spend with his parents. Harry wanted to go back now; he was worried he wouldn't be able to find his way and didn't want to see his good friend come and go in such a hurry.
Augusta nodded. "Of course."
She would actually prefer to see Neville make the demands he is making now. She brought Neville to visit his parents only to tell him that he needs to face everything, but that doesn't mean he should dwell on the past or be sentimental.
Just like the words she heard coming from the Magic Mobile Phone before Harry arrived.
Daylight has arrived, continue on your journey.
On the way, Harry excitedly told Neville everything.
" Ron's family won the grand prize, and although Ron said they didn't really need the money anymore, they decided to use the winnings to visit their family in Egypt."
Harry took out a newspaper he had treasured for a long time and showed it to Neville. In the newspaper, Ron's family was gathered in front of the pyramid, including Scabbers.
" Director Lorne might be a bit busy, but the Magic Mobile Phone Shop is full of arcade machines, and there are lots of skilled players of Street Wizard Fighter. We can learn a lot of tricks from them," Harry enthusiastically explained. "I work for Director Lorne at the Magic Mobile Phone Shop. I'll show you around my staff quarters, and also the stone statues Director Lorne carved for my parents..."
Neville suddenly realized how amazing Harry.
Although his parents are still receiving treatment in the hospital, he still has his loving grandmother. How does Harry manage to be so optimistic now, when he doesn't dare to live among a group of Muggle World who don't love him?
" Harry," Neville suddenly asked, "Do you miss your parents?"
Harry suddenly froze, his expression turning as cold as leftovers.
"Of course," Harry chuckled, "Especially when I'm being bullied."
Before going to Hogwarts, do you make a birthday wish related to them?
"No," Harry shook his head, "I don't want to make wishes that can't be fulfilled."
"What was my wish back then...?" Harry raised his head slightly, memories swirling in his mind, finally leaving only a blurry silhouette, "I probably just wanted to find Dudley's leftover ice cream in the fridge when my aunt's family went out, and then comfortably lie on the sofa and watch my favorite cartoons."
"That sounds wonderful."
Harry and Neville exchanged a smile, then lowered their heads, and they didn't talk again for the rest of the journey.
Azkaban.
Lockhart was sentenced to ten years in prison, but he remained unperturbed, even somewhat disdainful.
His only mission here was to inform Sirius, and after completing the mission, he naturally had a backup plan left for him by Lorne.
And today, he found his opportunity.
While the Dementor were absorbing the emotions of the others, Lockhart wrapped the note in a pebble and tossed it into the deepest room in the prison.
He was relieved only after watching a pair of withered hands pick up the pebble in the darkness, and his ecstatic joy caused a large number of Dementor, who were waiting for their meal, to gather in front of the prison.
"Once I get out of here, I'm definitely going to write about this experience in a book. A story of falling to rock bottom and then being reborn is sure to grab attention."
Lockhart stared at the approaching, dark Dementor, retreating step by step, but he remained completely calm, even bursting into laughter.
He pulled out a crumpled, greasy piece of paper from his pocket, held it high in the air, and unfolded it.
What kind of brilliant plan would Lorne give him? Would it be a spell to escape immediately, or a decree to lure the Dementor into helping him?
Lockhart suddenly froze on the spot, his lips, which had been raised in joy, twitched rapidly. Then, a desperate roar suddenly echoed through the Silencio prison.
"No--"
The note that had fallen to the ground fluttered in the wind, and eight large characters were clearly written on it.
Obey the law and reform yourself properly.