Hermione had never been so happy, not so excited when she got the school scholarship - she chose the nearest, somewhat remote toilet - and wanted to hurry back to that happy little group.

This would never have happened before. She has a good sense of safety, and the toilet in the tree-lined walk has never been her choice.

"Boom-" There was a loud bang from the door of the compartment on the right.

Hermione paused as she tucked the autumn clothes into the short skirt, but after that, there was no sound from the compartment, and Hermione didn't care much.

Maybe you're too anxious? understand understanding.

Just as she was about to push the door to leave, the heavy and eager footsteps outside stopped Hermione, and she vaguely felt that something was wrong.

"Where's her?" It was a hoarse man's voice.

Hermione felt a buzzing in her head.

She took two steps back and stepped on the toilet seat quietly. She didn't dare to make any sound. The old public toilet was dimly lit, and the electric light was making a 'ZZZ' sound.

Hermione forced herself to calm down and looked at her watch. Oops, it's not long before the movie starts, and no one will find this remote toilet at this time.

"I saw—she came here," another young man's voice sounded, "there shouldn't be anyone else here, right?"

"Boom-", "Boom-", two toilet doors in succession were kicked open.

Hermione shivered while holding her head, her good memory made her clearly remember that she was the fourth door.

Fortunately, the man stopped, "Vincent, look at the door, I can't let her slip away." Hermione could see the shadow moving.

A black mass swayed across the ground in front of Hermione's eyes.

"Rachel, come out by yourself..." The hoarse voice paused for a while.

Hermione heard no response.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud slam on the door.

"What are you still looking forward to? Do you want someone to save you? You don't have any chance, do you?" The man's voice did not fluctuate.

The girl's cry came from next door, and the slamming on the door stopped. Hermione swallowed and carefully shook her numb calf.

"I don't want to—" the girl almost roared out, "I have nothing to do with you any more!"

"Dear Rachel, my Rachel," the man's voice was calm, "although I'd love to pat your shoulder like your dad and tell you it's okay—"

He knocked on the door lightly, "But do you think it's possible? You have already killed your sister, poor Lisa is still lying in the hospital now, I have to say, I'm afraid she will never have a chance to appear on the stage again—"

"No! I didn't—" the girl's voice was crying, "It was an accident!"

"Oh, of course I believe it was an accident."

"Wow—" Hermione guessed that the man had turned on the faucet, followed by the sound of a mop being knocked over.

"Rachel, I believe in you—but the teacher doesn't believe you, jc doesn't believe you, and neither does your dearest dad."

The man poured a bucket of cold water into the compartment, and Hermione could hear screams and cries coming from inside. "Even your dearest sister was bullied at school because of you."

"These—it's all you! It's all you!" The girl was trembling, and her words were already incoherent.

"Yes," the man smiled, "but, except me, who would believe it?"

"Boom!" The door of the compartment was slammed open, and screams and scuffles sounded at the same time.

Hermione covered her ears and closed her eyes, praying that the girl would be all right, she was worried and weak, she couldn't do anything!

——If the lightbulb blows out!

"****!" The man exclaimed, and there was another sound of barrel sticks colliding.

"Vincent! Catch her!"

Hermione opened her eyes, and the surroundings were already dark.

The lights really went off.

There was only the sound of dripping water in the toilet, as if nothing had happened just now. Hermione helped the door to get down from the toilet lid. She was very worried about the girl who was in the cubicle just now.

She should go tell her parents, tell the police.

After sticking it on the door and listening for a while, after confirming again and again that there was no movement outside, Hermione carefully opened the door.

no one!

She ran up quickly, flushed out of the toilet, and was picked up.

"I actually caught one!"

It was a strong young man, probably Vincent, about seventeen or eighteen years old, who could lift Hermione with one hand, "Little squirrel—"

Hermione struggled to take off her captured woolen coat and ran towards the light, but was stopped by another man who appeared in front of her.

He was also seventeen or eighteen years old. He was wearing a valuable black coat and gold-rimmed glasses. He was rolling up his sleeves and showing an excited smile.

"I just said, I'm lucky today - I can catch another one."

Hermione pursed her lips, her head quickly thinking about what she should do to escape from this situation.

She glanced at the strong Vincent who was still clutching his coat, and turned around to use the glasses man as a breakthrough.

She rushed towards the man with glasses, trying to take advantage of the man with glasses rolling up his sleeves before he could react, and slipped past him—

Plan 1 failed, but she was still caught by the man with glasses, who showed an ugly smile.

Almost instantly, Plan 2 started, Hermione took out the pen she had prepared for a long time, and stabbed the man with glasses fiercely.

At this time, Hermione was very grateful to herself for carrying a pen and studying hard.

"Ah—" The man with glasses let out a scream, let go of Hermione, and covered the back of his injured hand.

"Vincent, you elm head! Catch this bastard!"

Hermione yelled as she ran, "Fire! Fire!" She could hear a movie playing behind the trees, not too far from the crowd.

"Shut up!" Vincent, a sturdy young man, chased after him with an angry face, "Little brat—when I catch up to you—"

"Shut up your mother!" Hermione heard a beautiful voice not far away.

"Dizzy!"

Bai Guang hit the strong young man, he showed an unconscious smile like a baby suckling in his mother's arms, rolled his eyes, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Boom—"

Hermione stopped, she saw Anna standing in front with a stick.

That white light, that kind of absurd power, is completely contrary to the science that I have believed in for so many years, but it is the power I desire to have-perhaps with this kind of power, it will not appear so pale and powerless in the face of danger.

[Silver Melon Mission - Heavy Rain: Mission Completed; Mission Reward: Memory +50, Open Side Mission: Rainy Night Rose]

The twins surrounded the 'corpse' on the ground.

"He's still alive, breathing weakly."

"Nice job Anna!"

Anna also leaned over to look at the 'corpse' on the ground. Fortunately, she managed to grasp the proportions with such an aggressive spell for the first time.

"Hermione - are you okay?!" Ron and Harry quickly gathered around.

"I'm alright!" Hermione took their arms incoherently. "And there's a man—he's holding a girl—Rachel! She's in a terrible condition!"

"Rachel?" Ron paused, feeling that he had heard this name somewhere.

Ginny hugged Hermione, she could feel Hermione's trembling, "Merlin's beard!"

"We have to tell jc!" Harry was a little anxious.

Anna looked at the quest content of 'Rainy Night Rose' and suddenly felt that something was wrong, "George, Fred, how did you know Hermione was here?"

"We were looking at the map on the notice board by the woods—"

"A little girl suddenly ran out of the woods and asked us to rescue her sister—"

The twins said in unison, "She said her sister's name was Hermione Granger."

"What?!" Hermione covered her head in disbelief, "I'm an only child!"

"We thought we wouldn't be able to contact the Aurors around, so we had to come and take Anna - she's much better than those Muggle adults!"

"That little girl, did she say her name?" Harry frowned.

"No, she ran back to the woods soon," George thought about it carefully, "but I remember she was wearing a dirty yellow sweater and school uniform."

"It's the uniform of 'Dragon Primary School'. I wanted to see whether her school badge was painted with 'Protein Eye' or 'Welsh Green Fire Dragon'—" Fred added.

"I'm a student of 'Dragon Elementary School'!" Yellow sweater, a ridiculous thought popped up in Hermione's head.

"Rachel! 'Dragon Elementary School'! I remember it!" Ron yelled, "I saw it on the morning news!"

Everyone's eyes turned to him.

"Ugh, 'The Withering of the Roses on Rainy Nights', Rachel is a high school dancer who tried to murder her sister when she was going back to her alma mater 'Dragon Elementary' because she was jealous of her half-sister who robbed her only dance college spot—" Ron Waving his arms, "She's wanted!"

"You remember this very clearly," Anna complained both comfortably and helplessly. Ron has a good memory, but he has always used it in strange places—

However, it can always play an unexpected role.

Hermione recalled what seemed to have happened at the recent school celebration, but she was staying in the library at the time and had no friends who could bring it up to her. Not to mention watching the morning news, the Hermiones' mornings were always hectic.

——Not everyone will record the morning news like Ron did, and watch an episode of a TV series without finishing it.

"Are we going to save her?" Ron scratched his head, "That pretty wanted criminal?"

[Silver Gourd Side Quest - Roses on a Rainy Night: There are two flowers in a garden that bloom beautifully. The gardener told them, 'I like the most beautiful one'. The two flowers fought openly and secretly. In the end, the jasmine in the sunny place won the victory, and the gardener put it Cut it out, holding the scissors and smiling at the rose in the rainy night, 'Now you are the most beautiful'. Completion conditions: Help Rachel escape from danger, task reward: Memory +50, Reaction +50]