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Hogwarts, Gryffindor Girls' Dormitory.

After a holiday apart, the girls were quite excited to see each other again.

After settling their luggage and clothes, and placing their little ornaments, small alarm clocks, and dolls beside their beds, Hermione, Hannah, and others sat on Aileen's bed, chatting while eating snacks.

As for the Gryffindor common room downstairs, not to mention there were so many upperclassmen, and it was crowded with people coming and going right after the start of school, it was not a good place to chat and confide.

Skillfully kicking off her shoes and climbing onto Aileen's big bed, Hannah glanced at the box of handmade chocolates that had not yet been opened on the bedside table. Her cheeks puffed up quickly, and she crossed her arms with slight displeasure, questioning.

"Well! Aileen, you haven't even eaten one of the chocolates I made myself!"

"Uh, I've been a little busy these days..."

Aileen stuck out her tongue and quickly picked up the box of chocolates from the bedside table, opening the box with a flattering expression, and stuffing one into the mouths of Hannah, Hermione, Luna, and herself, explaining as she chewed.

"...Besides, I wanted to wait until everyone came back from vacation before sharing them together."

"Hmph, all excuses!"

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to have opened the book I gave you either?"

Before Aileen could appease Hannah, Hermione glanced thoughtfully at the stack of books stuffed under the pile of gifts that hadn't been opened at all, the neatly arranged "Gilderoy Lockhart Series," and said softly.

Aileen blinked her eyes, revealing a playful smile, her eyes flickering slightly.

"Um, well... how should I put it, Mr. Lockhart, he..."

"Aileen, did you receive the photos I sent you?"

"Photos, uh-huh, of course... Let me think about where I put them..."

"I knew it! I knew that as soon as you went on vacation, you would forget about us?!"

"That's right, that's right. In all these days, apart from the Christmas gifts, there hasn't been a single letter. The letters written to you haven't been replied to. I almost thought the owl that delivered the letters was caught by some monster."

"Ah... I'm wrong, I'm wrong, don't tickle me! I'm going to fight back!"

"Everyone, attack together! There's no need to talk about fairness or justice when dealing with this white-haired furball!"

"Hermione?! You were deliberately filming me just now, weren't you? You traitor!"

Faced with the interrogation from three little wings, Aileen covered the trembling little blank hair on her head while fighting and playing with the three little wings, and couldn't help but feel a trace of rejoicing in her heart—thankfully, there were gifts sent by Old Carrot and Old Potato to help, otherwise she might have been done for tonight.

As a matter of course, a certain well-known writer, one of the culprits, was silently noted down by Aileen in her heart.

"The dead and the missing are always the most difficult to defeat... It seems that if I want to reverse Hermione's incorrect star-chasing values, the step of disillusioning the idol in real life still has to be arranged."

In short, Hogwarts after the Christmas holidays became lively again.

For Aileen, with the company of Hermione, Luna, Hannah and others, this castle can be considered a paradise away from the world, and the waves of the outside world are eliminated in the girls' playful noises.

All the layouts and chess pieces in the distance are already in place, and everything is developing in the direction she expected.

Many outcomes are often destined before the event even begins.

...

With Gilderoy Lockhart, one of the most outstanding con artists in the magical world's history, joining the acceptance work of the "Ulyanovsk," the last shortcoming in confidentiality and improvisation was finally filled.

Over the years, being able to become a celebrity step by step by bluffing, and never failing, Lockhart's talent as a field agent is still quite commendable—Aileen needs not only loyal and powerful elderly saints, she also needs con artists like Lockhart who are proficient in worldly wisdom.

From now on, the Nikolaev Shipyard will enter a period of silence lasting half a year. The potato supply stations located throughout the former Soviet Union are still "recruiting" "salesmen" with doctoral degrees or higher, and there will be no major movements for the time being.

Professor Dumbledore has been in contact with Newt Scamander these days, working hard to obtain spatial authorization for portable large farms, and improving the preparation work for large-scale magical agriculture.

But it seems that there is still a long way to go before the final result is formed.

At least in the current discussion, the vacant land folded in the portable large farms can mostly only be found from the former Soviet Union. However, the situation in the Russian magical world is particularly chaotic at this time—according to feedback from the International Confederation of Wizards, they are even about to collapse the basic magical government framework, so they may directly bypass the local Ministry of Magic and have the International Confederation of Wizards temporarily take over the confidentiality and magical maintenance work in that area.

In addition, with the cooperation of Aileen and Dumbledore, Hogwarts seems unusually quiet. The school mortgage crisis that occurred in the previous months seems to have subsided—the dual statement of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore is still particularly useful, even if there are some discordant voices, they will not come out for the time being, but will silently watch in the dark.

As for the Ministry of Magic, which originally planned to sign a strategic bundling agreement with the Gringotts goblins, it also temporarily shelved the previous agenda due to the sudden disintegration of the Soviet Union. Cornelius Fudge is not stupid. As a mediocre Minister of Magic, his biggest shortcoming is also his biggest advantage, which is that he will never make choices that affect stability.

Looking at the entire magical world, the most talked about by wizards is still the interesting and novel *The Quibbler*, and *A Bite of Hogwarts*, which was recently split from this publication and became an independent publication.

As for the drastic changes that took place in the distant Muggle countries not long ago, they are not even qualified to become the main topic of wizards' conversations. At most, they sigh a few words about the stupid Muggles, and that the procedures and restrictions for exchanging foreign currency and various currencies at Gringotts Wizarding Bank have become more and more complicated as a result.

Time is the most powerful forgetting magic.

More than three months have been enough for most people to forget the huge loan that mysteriously disappeared after Hogwarts was mortgaged. When the Auror Office gradually began to give up investigating this incident and began to refocus its energy on those trivial matters, some things that had already been written down finally began to show their fangs to the world.

In mid-January of 1992, people of the Orthodox faith had just begun their Christmas holidays, while other regions of Europe had just emerged from the pleasant Christmas atmosphere and were preparing to welcome the new year with a relaxed mood.

During these months, although many far-reaching events have occurred in both the magical and non-magical worlds, everyone believes that everything is moving towards a bright future.

Until one day, without any warning, the entire situation suddenly became strange.

If it were put back thousands of years ago, it would be like the sun rising from the horizon as usual one day, rising along its established trajectory to its zenith at noon, when everyone was bathed in sunlight...

The sky suddenly darkened without warning.

The dazzling fireball disappeared little by little, and boundless darkness devoured the entire world. All the people and animals living in this world fell into confusion. No living thing could know what happened or the reason behind it.

Only when many, many years later, as human vision gradually extended towards the sky, would a few intelligent people gradually understand a fact after various signs and observations—that mysterious shadow that seemed to suddenly appear in the sky, devouring all warmth and light, was actually the moonlight that guides people in the darkness every night...

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