My Hogwarts has a serious problem.

Chapter 429, Section 426: Hermione's Dream (Part 2)

"Pretty, Auntie?" Hermione looked at Umaru.

Umaru said with a furtive look on her face.

"If I tell your mom everything, can I have the biggest slice of cake when we eat it tonight?"

Hermione's expression shifted.

She recalled what Parvati had said in the office earlier that day, and the discovery Simo had told her before she left work.

"I'll give you all the cake, but tell me, do you know that pretty auntie?"

Umaru was excited, completely unaware that every word she uttered was affecting her parents' relationship crisis.

"I don't know her. This is the first time I've seen her. But my dad seems to know her very well. That auntie was holding his arm the whole time."

Hermione's face darkened.

She believed her daughter wouldn't lie to her, especially not to someone as tempting as a whole cake.

In other words, Lynn really did have some kind of ambiguous relationship with a wild woman, and even brought her home!

"Where are they now?" Hermione's voice turned noticeably colder.

But Umaru seemed completely oblivious.

"They went straight to their bedroom on the second floor as soon as they got home, and they haven't come out since."

Hermione's face darkened further. She instinctively clenched her fists and, without staying in the kitchen any longer, turned and tiptoed up the stairs.

She was actually very nervous, and her palms were constantly sweating.

Even with reminders from her colleagues and daughter, she still didn't quite believe that Lynn would do something like betraying her marriage and family.

She was still thinking about it even as she stepped onto the last flight of stairs on the second floor.

Perhaps that woman was just Lynn's long-lost younger sister, whom he had suddenly reunited with in Diagon Alley, which is why he brought her home so intimately to introduce her to him.

Why spend an afternoon in the bedroom with his long-lost younger sister?

With a sense of unease and trepidation, Hermione went upstairs. Before she even got close to the bedroom door, she heard a faint, unfamiliar female voice coming from inside.

"Your wife didn't suddenly come back, did she?"

The answer came from that familiar male voice.

"Don't worry, she works overtime at the company until seven or eight o'clock every day and rarely goes home on time."

"But isn't what we're doing a bit inappropriate? What if we scare her?"

"It's okay, she's very easygoing and will accept it."

Hermione didn't want to listen anymore.

Her back was pressed tightly against the cold wall, her eyes staring blankly at the empty wall opposite her, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

This conversation shattered all her illusions; her husband, Lynn Bellock, whom she had always been proud of and believed she could be with for life, had cheated on her!

At that moment, many images flashed through Hermione's mind.

There are scenes of her and Lynn feeding stray cats together in the alley when they were little, Lynn protecting her when she encountered a troll in her first year at Hogwarts, Lynn jokingly saying that she looked good in pigtails, and him scaring the Malfoy who insulted her to tears when they were teenagers.

These scenes are still vivid in my mind, as if they happened just yesterday.

On the contrary, the scenes of them getting married and having children after graduating from Hogwarts are very vague.

But Hermione wasn't in the mood to think about why this was happening; she squatted on the ground, sobbing silently.

She absolutely, positively cannot accept sharing her husband with another woman!

What Lynn just said in the bedroom will never happen.

Even if she loved Lynn and liked him very much, she could never accept that he had two different women in his heart at the same time!

Hermione wiped away her tears and stood up resolutely.

She was going to storm into the house and expose the two adulterers!

Let's find out who this wild woman who seduced her man is.

Is it that Slytherin senior who supposedly expressed interest in Lynn back in school? Or one of those Ravenclaw girls next door who's always flirting with him?

Once she finds out who the other woman is, she'll get a divorce!

The children must stay with her, otherwise that vicious stepmother will do all sorts of things to them. She absolutely cannot tolerate a wild woman living in her house, sleeping with her husband, and even beating her children!

"The Arahomon Opens!"

A swift and efficient lock-picking spell opened the tightly locked bedroom door.

Hermione's face was as cold as ice as she kicked the door open, and then she saw the two people behind the door staring at her in disbelief.

There was no obscene scene as she had imagined.

Lynn and the witch with the beautiful long, wavy hair were both dressed neatly.

One of them was holding a balloon, and the other was holding a ribbon; they were all staring at her in shock.

"Why are you back so early? I wanted to give you a surprise."

Lynn said somewhat embarrassedly, holding the balloon in her hand.

Hermione was not fooled by this illusion. She knew that Lynn was incredibly capable and it was not impossible for him to get dressed from under the covers in an instant and assume this position.

"Stop pretending, tell me, who is this woman?" she asked coldly.

Lynn looked at her with a puzzled expression.

"This is Aunt Yelena. I remember telling you about her when we were in school. She's my mother's god-sister. She used to be the Minister of Magic in Lan Country, and she happened to have some time to come to England to visit me. Today is also our tenth wedding anniversary, so I wanted to give you a surprise and decorate this place. She came to help out."

After hearing Lynn's explanation, Hermione suddenly remembered.

When I was in second grade, I think I heard Lynn mention the name Yelena.

Looking at the layout and decoration of the bedroom, it's clear that it was carefully prepared and couldn't have been done in a short time.

And today is indeed their tenth wedding anniversary; she even ordered a big cake yesterday to celebrate.

So it really was all her mistake?

At the same time, Hermione's gaze met that of her Aunt Yelena, the beautiful witch who smiled and extended her hand to her.

"You must be Lynn's wife. It's been so long and this is the first time we've met. Hello."

Hermione, somewhat bewildered, extended her hand and shook hands with Yelena.

Afterwards, they chatted about everyday things and then returned to the kitchen together to prepare a sumptuous dinner.

After a satisfying meal, Yelena said goodbye and left. Hermione and Lynn put the three children to sleep and then went to bed together.

"Is Yelena really your aunt?"

Hermione lay in Lynn's arms, holding his arm, and asked softly.

"Isn't she your aunt? Didn't I tell you about her when we were little? You don't think there's anything between us, do you?"

Lynn looked at her suspiciously.

Hermione's face turned red, and she said guiltily.

"How could I have thought of that! What did you take me for?"

"You're always so jealous, you'll spill it over at the slightest provocation."

"Nonsense!" Hermione flipped over and straddled Lynn, having long since forgotten the resentment, heartache, and torment she felt when she discovered her husband's infidelity.

She leaned down gently and whispered in Lynn's ear.

"I want to have another child."

Lin Encheng lay sprawled on the bed, looking like an old married couple with no desires or wants.

"We already have three, it would be such a hassle to have another one."

"I don't mind the trouble!"

Hermione forcefully aimed at Lynn's lips and kissed him.

But what responded to her was not warm lips, but rather exceptionally cold rain.

She opened her eyes somewhat dazed. The warm bed, the strong and reliable chest, and the enchanting atmosphere were gone.

There was only a gray sky, a constant stream of cold rain, and the vast Quidditch pitch.

oh.

It was just a dream.

hateful!

It was just a dream!!!

This is my first time writing about lovey-dovey moments, so please bear with me as I'm not very skilled.

(End of this chapter)