“Don’t,” Albus started, “Dad, I’m sorry—”
But that night, back in the future, the world had changed. The Hogwarts they returned to was a mausoleum under a blood-red sky. The Great Hall’s enchanted ceiling wept ash. A massive bronze statue of Lord Voldemort stood where the staff table had been, and kneeling before it, bound in silver chains, was Hermione Granger—no, Hermione Malfoy . Her eyes were hollow. Harry Potter and the Cursed Child Parts One an...
“Scorpius,” Albus said quietly, “go back. Tell my dad… tell him I finally get it.” ” Albus started