A broken Hogwarts

Chapter 147 Conversation in the School Hospital

Harry stands outside one of the hospital rooms, watching Hermione in a hospital bed with a wrenching heart, while another petrified person, Penelope Clearwater, lies on a nearby bed .

Madam Pomfrey gently drew the curtain of the hospital bed, blocking his view.She turned around, saw Harry and said in a fuss, "Why did you come out? Go back to your room, I'm not sure if you have any hidden injuries... I need to observe for a while."

"Yes, ma'am." Harry nodded, his expression grave. "Are they really going to wait a few months before they wake up?"

"I'm afraid it is. We can only hope that Professor Sprout can cultivate the Mandrake to maturity and use fresh grass stems to brew an antidote, so that this petrification can be resolved." Madam Pomfrey sighed slightly , "A delicate plant like a mandrake will only mature when it is in season, and that kind of antidote is not something that can be preserved for a long time... Alas, poor child..."

Sighing, she took Harry back to his room without delay and closed the door behind her.

Everyone else is here.The unconscious Ron Weasley was lying on the bed at the end of the room, his face, which was as pale as death, became a little ruddy after Madam Pomfrey poured a few bottles of potions.Colin Creevey walked back and forth by his hospital bed, and when he saw Harry coming in, he screamed "Harry Potter" with adoring and nervous eyes.

Owen sat on his bed and flipped through a thick book, with Melet lying on his lap.Draco, on the other hand, lay down on the bedside table, writing with a pale and excited face.

Harry dealt with Colin without energy for a while, and then sat down on his bed, recalling the previous scenes.It seemed that too many things happened in a short period of time, which made him feel so complicated that he couldn't sort it out for a while.

He suddenly thought of something, sat up suddenly, glanced at Colin, moved to Owen and Draco, and said in a voice that Colin could not hear: "Hermione wanted to be petrified before she was petrified." Tell us one thing. She said Ron Weasley might not be the only one being controlled, there were others..."

Owen raised his head from the book and looked at him, his black eyes were as quiet as an endless night sky without stars and moons.He nodded noncommittally, rubbed his long and pale fingers lightly on the pages of the book, lowered his eyes again, and hid the look in his eyes in the shadow cast by the fine hair.

Draco, who was engrossed in writing the letter, suddenly raised his head and asked in a sharp voice, "Don't tell me that Weasley is not the real heir, and the heir hasn't been caught yet?"

"It's a pity that's the case, Draco." Harry sighed. "Ron Weasley is just being controlled, and the real heir has been hiding in the dark. We must find a way to find him, or we will be forever." There is no peace..."

"That's not a matter of eternity, Harry." Draco's face paled even more. "Do you know what spell he was trying to use? It was the Killing Curse! The Unforgivable Curse! You die if you hit it He dared to be in school..." His body trembled.

"If we had escaped a little later, you might have died!" He said, staring at Harry's forehead for a long while, and then said lightly, "Of course, it is said that you are the only one who has ever been under the Killing Curse." The person who escaped from the sky... Maybe you can resist this curse again..."

Harry was stunned, raised his hand to press his scar, and seemed to see a dazzling green light flashing in front of him in a trance.

"Is this the spell?" He said softly, and the scar seemed to start to tingle faintly.

"That's right, otherwise, why would people think that you are born with unparalleled magical power?" Draco glanced at him quickly, then gritted his teeth and said, "All I know now is that Hogwarts can't stay anymore. I don't want to be with a monster who can cast the Killing Curse indiscriminately!"

He looked at Owen with burning eyes, then at Harry, and tightly squeezed the quill in his hand: "Let's transfer to another school, going to Durmstrang is better than here!" He could have said to the heir Turning a blind eye to danger is because he believes that he will not be targeted, but after experiencing this personally, Draco just wants to say, fuck your heir!

Harry froze for a moment, he didn't expect Draco to have such an idea, but he knew that he didn't want to and would never leave Hogwarts.Here are his friends, Dumbledore and a group of respectable and lovely professors, this is his home.

Owen glanced at Draco with a half-smile, and said lazily: "Durmstrang is not much better, there will be black magic courses for senior students, and the fights between students are even more vicious So much so that one or two students die every few years..."

Draco's expression became even uglier, he opened his mouth and said, "But, that's a Killing Curse..."

Owen rested his chin in one hand, with a meaningful smile on his face.He wouldn't say that he, too, has slipped the spell too far.

"Draco, if you're really scared, then you can leave. Owen and you too." Harry was silent for a long time before he said slowly.He didn't want to leave Hogwarts, but why should his friends accompany him in danger?
"Who said I was scared?" Draco jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "I'm not scared! I just don't think we need to take the risk!"

"Oh——" Owen suddenly let out a long "oh", and said with a smile, "I don't know who the source of today's emotional infection is? It seems that you and Creevey screamed at the same time."

Draco's pale face suddenly turned red, he stared at Owen for a while, and raised his pointed chin: "The source of infection is definitely that Gryffindor! I'm just the first victim..."

Owen let out a "puchi" laugh, and buried his face in Melet's soft belly.In the end who is the source of infection, probably only the two of them know.

"Meow?" Melet opened her eyes from sleep in doubt, stretched her front legs and pressed Owen's cheeks with soft pads.

Harry couldn't help smiling, then pursed his lips and said, "Owen, Draco, you guys leave Hogwarts. I will stay here because this is my favorite place." He squeezed out A bright smile, but it looks pitiful no matter what, like an abandoned puppy.

"..." Draco looked at him for a while, and then said proudly: "I didn't say that I must leave. If you beg me humbly, it's not that I can't stay here."

Harry squinted at him and said expressionlessly, "Oh, then you go." Then he looked at Owen.

"You should think about how to find that heir." Owen was imprinted with two pink plum blossom marks on his face, and he was flexibly teasing Melet with his right hand, making the kitten and raccoon wave all four paws There was an afterimage.

Bringing up the business, Harry patted his forehead annoyedly: "The heir attacked us twice, and the target was Hermione. She must have found some important clues that made the heir want...to kill and silence." He should have thought Yes, if he had noticed this problem earlier, Hermione would not have been petrified.

"I don't know... I didn't even notice the basilisk before..." He ruffled his hair even more.

Owen touched the tip of Melet's nose with one hand, and said slowly in a clear voice: "It's not your fault. You must know that the basilisk can keep silent before launching an attack."

Harry looked up sharply and said in surprise, "You mean the heir knew I could hear the basilisk, so he ordered the basilisk to be silent?"

"Before today, I only showed the ability to hear the basilisk once..." He stood up suddenly, pacing back and forth, "Only that night! Not many people know about it, together A few people who went to the Deathday Party, and all the professors who were outside the auditorium that day...someone of them must have told the heir about it!"

Owen squinted his eyes. In fact, he had already guessed something, but there was no need to say it.When a secret is known to more people, it will no longer be a secret, and there will be more accidents, just like today.Therefore, there is a risk in fighting the fire, so he should take a look first.

Draco's excited and envious voice came over at this moment: "Harry, you didn't tell me you are a Parseltongue! Do you know what that means? This is one of Slytherin's most famous abilities , Those who have this ability are undoubtedly wizards with extraordinary talents!"

"No, Owen told me that this is just an ability inherited through blood." Harry sighed, "Can you stop talking about it?"

"If you are willing to hide it..." Draco raised his eyebrows, "What I want to say is that you may also be a descendant of Slytherin. If we were not attacked today, I would definitely think that you It's the heir!"

Harry twitched his lips, he didn't want to think at all about why his parents who didn't speak Parseltongue would have a child who could speak Parseltongue...that would be too frightening and frustrating to contemplate.I can't think about it, I feel sorry for my parents when I think about it.

He muttered something in a low voice, and covered the topic: "By the way, Draco, is Dobby who saved us today belonged to your family?"

"Yeah, that's the most disobedient house-elf in my family. He has no eyesight at all. It's terrible." Draco frowned and muttered, "It stands to reason that he shouldn't be redundant if he isn't summoned. Yes……"

"Dobby saved our lives, Draco," Harry said emphatically, his eyes wide.He was very surprised by Draco's attitude, which was not the attitude towards his savior.

"That's what he should do, Harry." Draco said logically, "House-elves are servants, and it's their mission to serve their masters for the rest of their lives."

"How come..." Harry froze for a moment, then turned to look at Owen.He lived in a house of Owen's family last summer, and was taken care of by a house elf. His impression of them was hardworking, polite, loyal and humble, but he didn't expect them to be in such a situation.

"Oh, they like that." Owen said lazily, squinting his eyes, and added, "The vast majority."

Dobby, who pursues freedom, is obviously an outlier among the house elves, and it is probably inseparable from his long-term abuse in the Malfoy family.But there are very few house-elves who are actually abused, they are expensive after all...

"Is...is that so?" Harry was dumbfounded.And this creature?It really opened his eyes.He didn't think too much, just said: "But why don't you treat Dobby well? You see he doesn't even have a piece of clothing..."

"If the master gives the house-elf a piece of clothing, he'll be free," Draco said slowly, scribbling the unfinished letter again. "It's the best thing for them." Terrible punishment."

He glanced at Harry's tongue-tied expression, waved his hands impatiently and said, "Well, at most I'll be more tolerant to him in the future. But if you ask me, it's meaningless, they like to punish themselves when they do something wrong Own……"

Harry nodded absently, thinking about how to thank Dobby.Then he thought about Dobby's performance today, the other party seemed to know something, but he didn't care at that time.

"Dobby told me to leave Hogwarts! He knew it was dangerous!" he said suddenly.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't sit still.He stood up again, carefully recalling the few words Dobby had said.The first thing Dobby said when he appeared today was "Harry Potter". It seemed that he had come to save him specially, as if he had been observing him for a long time.

He thought of the warning letters that appeared in his room out of thin air during the summer vacation, the intercepted letters, and the blocked platform on the first day of school. Could those things have something to do with Dobby?
Dobby wanted to keep him out of school, out of danger, out of... Owen?
Harry suddenly looked at Owen at the side. The boy who was about the same height as him was teasing the cat in his arms with a smile. He was as lazy and calm as ever, with a sense of mystery and helplessness that made people curious People can't understand his bad taste, but they can't help getting close and fascinated.

"What's the matter?" Owen keenly noticed Harry's gaze, and his dark eyes stared at him quietly.

"Uh..." Harry didn't know what to say.He instinctively doesn't want to doubt his friend, but the opponent is likely to be Voldemort, who is cruel and scheming, even if he is as smart as Owen, he will be controlled without any resistance, right?
"Well, can't you tell me something?" Owen looked into his eyes with a smile, and said softly with his chin in one hand, "Let me guess, combined with what you just said, this matter has something to do with Dobby ?”

Seeing Harry's changed expression, the smile on Owen's face deepened: "It seems that I guessed right. You don't want to tell me, it seems that he must have spoken ill of me to you..." On the day he combined with Luo En Weasley was seen by Dobby outside the Room of Requirement, and he also knew what the other party would say to Harry, but Owen didn't know if Dobby knew that Tom's diary was in his hands.

"It's not a bad word, it's just an interesting proposal..." Harry broke into a sweat and explained.Sure enough, with Owen's keenness, he couldn't hide his thoughts from him at all.

"I think that house elf must have misunderstood something." Owen chuckled lightly, leaning against the head of the bed and said in a relaxed tone, "Why don't you take some time and ask Draco to call him over and let me hear what he thinks You know, if the misunderstanding is not resolved in time, it will get deeper and deeper."

"Call Dobby over here?" Harry froze for a moment, "Can I do it now?" He looked at Draco.

Draco was folding the letter in his hand, and said after hearing the words: "Okay, but I advise you not to trust him too much, that elf is a little nervous..."

Before he finished speaking, the doors in the ward opened suddenly, and a large group of red-haired people poured in, rushing straight to Ron's bed.

The two leaders, covered in ashes, were the Weasleys who rushed over after hearing the news.Behind them came Percy, the twins, and Ginny, all with anxious looks on their faces.

"Ron! Oh, poor Ron..." Mrs. Weasley hugged Ron and wiped away tears, and Mr. Weasley patted his wife on the shoulder and sighed.

After a while, Dumbledore entered, and he briefly explained the situation to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

Mrs. Weasley covered her cheeks and let out a groan. The whole family looked pale, especially the two brothers Fred and George.The two brothers were silent for a moment, and realized that the matter could no longer be delayed, so they said in unison: "Sir, I have something to tell you!"

After finishing speaking, they looked at each other in surprise, and saw exactly the same surprise and bewilderment in each other's eyes.

"I'm listening," said Dumbledore kindly.

The two talked about the crown one by one, then pointed at each other and said, "I suspect that Fred (George) is also under control!"

Dumbledore blinked, and the expressions of the Weasleys' anger and worry because of their concealment became strange. Percy and Ginny looked up at the sky, and the two brothers opened their mouths wide open like geese. , like looking in a mirror.

"You've been doubting me?" They said in unison, "I'm fine!" After finishing speaking, the two of them were also confused.

"Let me check it for you." Dumbledore drew out his Elder Wand, tapped on everyone, said a few complicated spells, and then retracted his wand thoughtfully.

"There is indeed a strange feeling in your body, but it seems to be just the remnant breath of some kind of influence, and there is no other abnormality." He said slowly, "Of course, I am not sure about the true ability hidden by that black magic item, don't put it down Due caution..."

The Weasley family breathed a sigh of relief and nodded solemnly.After Dumbledore left, Mrs. Weasley's expression changed, she held one of the twins' ears in one hand, slipped them aside and reprimanded them.The twins accepted the reprimand with drooping eyebrows, secretly exchanging glances with each other.

After training her son, Mrs. Weasley went to look at the little wizards from a distance.

"Oh, it's great that you're all right." She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "I heard that Ron attacked you after he was controlled... If you were injured or... that's fine. It's really great I'm sorry..." She sniffed heavily.

"It's all right, ma'am, it wasn't Ron's fault. Also, I'm sorry..." Before Harry could finish his sentence, he received a slightly trembling hug from Mrs. Weasley.He stopped talking awkwardly, a little at a loss.

Without too much disturbance, Madam Pomfrey quickly left the ward with her family, and the surroundings returned to calm again.

It was a bit late, and Colin was still stretching his neck to look this way.Harry repelled the urge to call Dobby tonight and lay back in his bed.

Owen watched as Draco summoned an owl to post the letter, and then pulled up the curtain around the bunk, trying to hug Melet to sleep.

The furry little kitten Lizi glared at him angrily, broke free from Owen's paws and jumped onto the pillow, turned around and aimed his butt at him.

(End of this chapter)