I HATE THE MIDDLE AGES!
Chapter 17: El Hazard
The strange magicians celebrated the victory more enthusiastically than ever before, but both the little old magician and the woman of the staff approached Hogwarts.
“Who are you people?” Dumbledore asked them that he had his glasses on the tip of his nose and a little crooked.
“He is the ex-director Makarov of Hogwarts college of magic and sorcery," said the woman and everyone present opened their eyes like dishes.
“Are you coming from the future?” McGonagall asked, recalling when she handed the time turner to Hermione, and when she remembered her beloved and disappeared student, she looked more closely at the woman's face, had short brown hair and her eyes were honey-colored...
“By Merlin's beard! Miss Granger, is that you?” said the old witch as she held her hands to her chest because of the impression.
“Professor, I went back to school a little late, I was hoping you wouldn't subtract me points," she said with a smile.
It was as if a bomb had fallen right on top of the teachers, and they bombarded Hermione with questions, but she told them that she could answer them all in due course in the teachers' room.
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Hermione gave them a summary of their adventures in Middle Earth, as well as their wedding and the founding of the Magic College.
“My child, you must have suffered too much," McGonagall said to her crying.
“The sadness was like a brief dream compared to the happy moments that I spent, you know, I married many times and had many children in over a thousand years," she said with a gentle smile that warmed the hearts of those present.
“Changing a world and bringing the magic back was a lot of work, but I never gave up my femininity once I had the confidence to hold it tight against my chest.”
“How did you get back?” Dumbledore asked.
“I returned because the things that were are no more, because the things that were will no longer be, because there is no one alive who remembers them except me, and I had a meeting expected to fulfill” she said with a sad look in her eyes, while Hermione remembered the harsh passage of time and its cruel bite in all the ancient creatures of the Middle Earth as the ents, the dwarves, the elfs, even the hobbits.
Hermione kept talking to her teachers and they told her about the war against Voldemort.
“I shouldn't have lived," said Snape, "I should have died for everything I caused, for Lily's death.”
“Professor Snape...” Hermione was trying to comfort him.
“You don't need to call me professor, call me by my name," the man said with a heavy heart.
“Severus, why don't you go to Middle Earth? a new world, a new opportunity.”
Hermione went to the large dining room, Makarov's students were making a lot of noise as usual, and she took advantage of the distraction to go to her former companions and catch up with them.
“You... you have a boyfriend now, Hermione," asked a blushing Ron, Ginny rolled her eyes.
“Ron, despite my appearance, I am an old woman and I am married," she told the boy, showing him the most beautiful ring he or his friends have ever seen in their lives. Ginny hit his brother's neck with the palm of her hand.
“It's so strange to see you like this, Hermione, so old," said Harry.
“I am sad to admit that I had already forgotten your faces after so many centuries," Hermione told them, and thick tears streamed down their faces.
Hermione met Neville and together they showed up at St. Mungo Hospital. The witch healed the boy's parents, it was a moving scene that caused Hermione to wipe away the tears.
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The next night, Hermione and Snape arrived at the place the witch agreed to transport him to Middle Earth.
“How is Middle Earth?” Snape asked.
“It's very similar to Earth, but magic has supplanted most of the technology unlike here," Hermione explained when Dumbledore came running.
“Dumbledore, what are you doing here?” Snape asked.
“It's obvious my boy, I'm coming with you," said the director cheerfully.
“What! What about the school leadership?” Snape asked him that he was amazed.
“I left everything in charge for Minerva," Dumbledore said carefreely, Snape tried to reply but another voice was heard near them.
“I'm coming with you guys," shouted Flitwick, the short professor.
“You too, Filius!” Snape shouted, running his hand through his hair.
“As in the old days, eh Albus," said the professor shaking hands with Dumbledore. Snape tried to replicate, but in that...
“Oh no! I will not allow this," McGonagall said as she approached.
“Fortunately, McGonagall, take these two back to school," Snape said.
“Who said I'd take them back? I'm coming with you!” she said, and the three men almost fell backwards.
“But Minerva, I left you in charge of Hogwarts," said Dumbledore displeased.
“Bah! I'm sure Sinistra will take care of it," said the witch slapping the air like one who scares off a fly.
“Of course Minerva, we go with you," said Professor Sprout.
“Besides, who would take care of healing those cramps Dumbledore?” said Nurse Pomfrey. McGonagall rolled her eyes as she knew how her friend felt about the old director and vice versa,"
“Albus, we are just some poor teachers," said McGonagall, "surely the ministry will propose our replacements to Sinistra and she is very demanding with the teachers, you know that very well.”
“So, shall we go?” said Hermione who saw them with a shining smile.
The teachers nodded and Hermione prepared for the spell.
“And you, Hermione?” Dumbledore asked.
“Don't worry, Makarov will take care of it," said Hermione, and with a smile she said goodbye to her teachers.
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In a house in London, Jean and her husband cleaned the living room. Jean held Hermione's picture and her husband stood behind her hugging her tenderly. Suddenly Crookshanks hurried to the door and began to meow loudly.
The couple went to the door and as they opened it, the cat jumped into the lap of a woman dressed in a rain suit.
“Oh excuse the ways of my cat," said Jean.
“Crookshanks never approaches strangers," said the man.
The young woman did not utter any words but looked at the couple while tears of happiness covered her face.
Jean was confused but suddenly something struck her inside as well as her husband.
“Hermione, is that you?” said the woman, shaking her voice and reaching out to touch the woman.
“Mom, Dad... I'm home now," she said, hugging them and her parents returned.
Hermione recalled her childhood years, when she entered Hogwarts, her arrival in Middle Earth, her wedding with Aragorn, the founding of Hogwarts, her other marriages and the children she had... So many memories and so many friends she would never see again.
Hermione hugged the adults, and in that moment some huge white wings came out of the witch and surrounded her parents.
THE END
Author's Note: and here I was inspired by the final scene of the Anime: El Hazard, wanderers. Fanfic translated with the DeepL program and my knowledge of English. Forgive any grammatical and punctuation errors.
I hate the Middle Ages!
Original tittle: ¡Odio la Edad Media!
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