after the war, hermione throws herself into her work. it’s unsurprising really, but the sheer violence of her page-turning flusters madame pince greatly. that god-forsaken war has finally ended, and the lack of stress should lift her up and away, but she’s so very angry. after all, it’s only after the war that the truth comes out — the torture, the mass murders, the under-handed laws, and their heavy-handed enforcement — and she only wants to make it better, to help the only way she can, but no one will let her.

and so, on molly weasley’s suggestion, hermione channels her anger into interviewing. she runs politicians down at the ministry, chats with students over tea, and converses with all manner of magical creatures. she listens to these brave, frightened people, and she learns about the best and worst of humanity. they teach her empathy, and patience, and how to carry on despite everything (or perhaps because of it). and so, not for the first time in her life, hermione granger found her longed-for answers in anothers’ words. [x x x]



I think it’s quite a common thing to do for teachers when you’re young, you know, to make you learn something by rote, because I had teachers like that too. I don’t know about nowadays but I remember learning by rote ‘La Cigalle et La Fourmi’ from Fables by La Fontaine (which is very famous in France) when I was young, and then of course, I had to recite it in front of the whole class…