days at Hogwarts

Chapter 723: The Love Story of a Downtrodden Middle-aged Werewolf

It was approaching midnight and the chaotic and embarrassing day was coming to an end.

Family members of the obstetric department are waiting in the room at a private hospital in London.

The sweet-looking young witch slumped on the soft and comfortable sofa, looking up at the ceiling with a lazy posture. Next to her sat a middle-aged man with a calm temperament.

The bright white light cast a light as if it were daytime. The private hospital was unusually quiet late at night. Only the nurses who occasionally passed by could see the two figures and hear their voices. However, under the influence of some invisible magic, they subconsciously regarded the two as decorations in the room, and those sounds were normal electrical sounds.

Nymphadora Tonks received wizard education since she was a child, but her father was a Muggle-born wizard, so she was not unfamiliar with Muggle things. This was her first time entering a hospital.
There is always an indescribable smell here, and the lights that are always bright are a little cold, but make people feel at ease.

It is said to be a place specially for taking care of pregnant women. You can often see women with bulging bellies and slow movements who need nurses to support and care from their families. Most of them have happy smiles on their faces. There are also young women with slender figures and agile movements. Although they have no expression on their faces, they inexplicably reveal a sense of fragility.

Some people come here to ensure a smooth birth of the fetus, which is just a matter of waving a wand or using some dill essence for wizards.

Some people do this to prevent the birth of a fetus. This kind of magic is very rare and was classified as black magic for a long time. It was only classified as a healing spell a few decades ago.

“I can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"When Betty was pregnant, the members of the Order of the Phoenix were reluctant to hold meetings at Grimmauld Place." Tonks said to the wizard beside her, "It was originally the Black family's old house, but we requisitioned it as a temporary base, causing the mistress of the house to have to go back home to recuperate when she was pregnant. How could this be so embarrassing? So even if Sirius didn't mention it, everyone took the initiative to reduce the number of meetings and tried to complete the information exchange outside.

“When the situation gets urgent, Moody gathers everyone at the Leaky Cauldron, where he can refill his hip flask and we can chat with Old Tom.

"The funniest thing was on Easter night. Many people saw the curse. Grimmauld Place was the closest to the scene, but we still gathered at the Leaky Cauldron. Finally, considering that the news from Dumbledore was too urgent and the Leaky Cauldron lacked confidentiality, we moved back to Black's old house."

Lupin listened to her story quietly with gentle eyes.

Tonks let out a long breath and lifted a strand of her hair, turning it pink to represent joy: "It's finally over. Betty and Sirius's child was born safely, and Voldemort and the Death Eaters are dormant for the time being... Oh, I can finally relax this summer vacation!"

Pink spread along her hair. Lupin's eyes followed the color and then looked at her face. His voice was gentle and calm: "Wake up. You have graduated for several years. Aurors in the Ministry of Magic don't have summer vacation."

Tonks gave him a sidelong glance of disdain and complained in a low voice, "I know. I plan to use the vacation time I saved up in the past. Even though it's only two weeks, I'll just use it as a comfort to myself and barely count it as a summer vacation."

"I thought you were saving your vacation time for later, to celebrate the complete destruction of Voldemort."

"I think the Ministry of Magic will have a holiday then. Minister Millicent Barnold once said, 'Our inalienable right to celebrate must be upheld.'"

"This statement led to hundreds of violations of the confidentiality law. Minister Barnold is still being criticized to this day. You should know about this."

"Oh..." Tonks whined, "So there won't be a holiday after Voldemort's fall, right?"

"Do you think Minister Scrimgeour will sign the celebration bill?"

"He's a workaholic. He must have wanted us to work overtime all night." Tonks huddled back into the sofa and sighed. "I'd better save my vacation time for when Voldemort falls. It would be best if it's in conjunction with Easter or Christmas. I can take a long vacation all at once!"

Lupin couldn't help but chuckle. Tonks had this kind of magic that could always bring relaxation and liveliness and relieve the pressure on her body.

"When do you think Dumbledore will be able to completely destroy Voldemort?" "I don't know either, but I think it won't be too long."

Tonks suddenly tilted her head: "If we really go to war with the Death Eaters, will Sirius still join the battle... I mean, his daughter has just been born, Betty and her daughter need his care, he shouldn't get involved in such a dangerous thing again."

"The Sirius I know will definitely join the war," Lupin said softly. "James and Lily died at the hands of Voldemort, and his brother Regulus died because of a Horcrux. He will definitely not be willing to give up the opportunity to avenge them, even at the risk of his own life."

"But Betty and his daughter..."

"It is precisely because of having children that my fighting spirit is even stronger."

"why?"

“Because there are no regrets.”

“No regrets…”

Tonks repeated it, chewing on the words, staring at the incandescent light on the ceiling, lost in thought, "You know, Remus, I suddenly realized something."

"what?"

"Voldemort and the Death Eaters are only dormant temporarily. Not only will Sirius be in danger, but we will also be in danger. We may also sacrifice ourselves like the Potters. Just like when we were on the lawn in the park on Halloween night, when the Dementors were closest to me, I could see the gaze of death under the hood, and the missiles exploded just above our heads..."

"I...we will protect you."

"What I mean is..." Tonks sat up and turned to look Lupin in the eye with a serious expression, "We should have no regrets."

Lupin wanted to avoid her gaze, but those eyes seemed to have some kind of magic, and a strange attraction tethered his gaze: "We've talked about this, Tonks, I'm too old, I'm not handsome enough, and I'm not strong enough..."

"You think I care about that?"

Tonks stared straight into his eyes, drew out her wand with her right hand, and waved it gently: "Expecto Patronus"

Wisps of silver mist spurted out from the tip of the staff, gathering and weaving like silk, condensing into a sturdy silver wolf, exuding the same gentle temperament as Lupin.

"Is this still the case after all this time?"

"It's always been like this."

Lupin opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but the witch suddenly moved closer to him, and something soft instantly blocked his words.

The silver wolf landed on the floor, leaped lightly to the other end of the room, jumped out of the window, and left a trail of silver light.

(End of this chapter)