Chapter 546 Visit
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 546 Visit
Harry was awakened by a furry, warm touch.
As if something was hitting his face back and forth, he pressed his nostrils and mouth tightly... he couldn't breathe...
So sad!
call!
Harry struggled out of sleep and finally... breathed freely.
what!
He let out a long breath and opened his eyes.
Two fluffy, yellow-brown, and silver-gray little things were flying above his head, and those four little claws swiped back and forth...
Harry wanted to reach out, but although his whole body was no longer in pain, he couldn't lift it up.
After a while, when they were carried away, Harry realized what it was...
Garen, Xi Ke... are the two little pets of McGuffin.
"Albert!" cried Harry, who saw the MacGuffin Albert cradling the two little ones.
His hair was disheveled, rather scruffy, and he was slovenly.
The dark circles under the eyes are very thick, and the face looks very anxious.
"Good afternoon, Harry!"
McGuire Peak, he put the two chubby little guys back on the empty bed next to him, then turned around, and started to stare at Harry with indescribable eyes.
It's hard to say.
In McGuffin's own opinion... the current situation is simply a bunch of dogs (shi), and when the plot of the original HP world has been torn apart... Harry was actually able to be elected as a warrior.
It's like firing a gun in the opposite direction and hitting the bull's-eye - it's just meant to be.
In other words, if this is all fate, then...
What role will McGuffin himself play in Harry's story?
Especially what will happen now that Voldemort has been resurrected.
Thinking of this, McGuffin felt an indescribable anxiety and fear in his heart.
Harry stared blankly at McGuffin's uncertain expression, then suddenly remembered what happened before he fell asleep,
Some eagerly confirm,
"Albert, is it true? I became a warrior?"
"Don't get excited, Harry...or Madam Pomfrey will blame me again." McGuffin looked at the unlucky or lucky savior, and said slowly, "You have indeed become a warrior. You deserve it, and no one can refute it."
"So?"
"That's right, you are the No. 11 warrior!"
"And it's been a whole day..." McGuffin said.
Only then did Harry realize that he was thirsty, his lips were dry and sticky, almost glued together.
Very distressing!
He looked around.
This is the middle of the school hospital, and it is dusk and sunset outside.
Harry himself was lying on a hospital bed covered with crisp white linen sheets, and the small table next to him was piled up with all kinds of candies, flowers, greeting cards... There were even two very strange (like towels, like Christmas socks) sweater fabrics on it.
Dusk will cast a thin layer of twilight from the outside into the school hospital ward... scattered on the brightly wrapped candy, making the pile of hills sparkle... beautiful.
The room was completely silent, except for Harry himself... and MacGuffin sitting on the opposite bed.
There is a copy of "Daily Prophet" in his hand, and there are several large black and white photos on the cover:
Some scenes of goblins being arrested by wizards, Fudge standing on the podium to promote... and many huge black titles that are densely superimposed.
--Accident?Or murder!
Beneath that headline, Harry saw a magical photo of himself.
McGuffin saw Harry staring at the newspaper in his hand and was very interested in it, so he spread it out and handed it to Harry.
With great effort, Harry lifted his arms and picked up the newspaper to read.
[Harry Potter, No. 11 Warriors?An underage Hogwarts student...is he really qualified to be a warrior? 】
[Hogwarts suffered the most serious deception! !Poor magical ritual nearly killed Harry Potter...the famous undead boy was badly injured...Gringotts denied that the incident had anything to do with its own staff...]
[Accidents in the top ten contests occur frequently, and magic schools from all over the world raise serious questions and protests! ! 】
[Minister Connelly vowed to clean up the Hogwarts project...the moths of corruption and bribery,——An anti-corruption storm is coming? ? ? 】
[The Ministry of Magic is jittery, and some judges and senior wizards of Wessenmore are transferring assets abroad. 】
【…】
Harry felt as if the entire newspaper had no other news, and they were all frantically hyping things related to his election as a warrior.
"This is?" Harry pointed to the report in the news and asked McGuffin.
"Well, the change when you challenged the test of the Big Four... seems to be related to those goblin magic engineering contractors. They were originally responsible for the renovation and maintenance of the old classroom... According to the newspaper, those guys directly used some kind of low-quality magic materials in order to save costs and make profits, which led to all this happening."
"... At least that's how Fudge explained. This guy originally wanted to keep this matter a complete secret, but Harry, you also know... At Hogwarts, any secret is a joke, and the news always spreads... So, in just one night, all the teachers and students in the school knew...Even the next morning, the "Daily Prophet"...That Rita Skeeter directly reported everything, back and forth."
"But according to my guess, there is still a long story that hasn't been revealed..." McGuffin continued, "Because George, Fred, and Jordan Lee, the three unlucky guys... Filch has been forced to use rags and mops since yesterday to clean all the bathrooms in Hogwarts, as well as the owl shack..."
"It is estimated that in this semester, these three guys can only smell the smell of big shit."
"They must have caused a catastrophe. According to the time connection... I'm sure it has something to do with the accident you suffered yesterday." McGuffin concluded with a smile.
Harry listened and listened... suddenly realized the problem, he touched his chest,
Sure enough, the triangular amulet given to him by the twins disappeared.
Harry, he looked at the newspaper again... Various reports almost unanimously explained his accidental injury.
He seemed to understand something.
He didn't explain anything to MacGuffindor, though.
However, after such a chat between the two, Harry didn't have the time and energy to continue to immerse himself in the feeling of loss of losing his broom.
Although Harry still felt like he had lost a best friend, that feeling was always haunting him involuntarily.
"Okay, I have to notify Madam Pomfrey..." McGuffin stood up, smoothed off the clothes on his body, said goodbye to Harry, then picked up the two little guys, Garen and Sick, and walked out the door.
After closing the oak door, McGuffin let out a long breath.
That feeling of losing all control and feeling like he's stuck in a swamp and suffocating... it's driving him crazy.
McGuffin was somewhat suspicious of Harry's current situation,
——Is it because the old bee arranged for him to become a warrior...
After all, only this old guy has the ability to push everything...in this direction.
From Harry's body, McGuffin thought of his future fate and future, and felt more and more anxious.
Blood Curse, Voldemort...
— Fuck!convex
In this depressed mood of speculation and hesitation, McGuffin left the school hospital and walked to the staff lounge on the first floor.
Madam Pomfrey was there for the 'Top Ten Tournament'... the rehearsal and preparation for the rescue of the warrior after an accident.
He had to inform Madam Pomfrey that Harry was awake.
……
Not long after McGuffin left, Madam Pomfrey entered the school hospital, and she checked Harry's physical condition.
"You're recovering very well. It seems that the long sleep has made you recover a lot...However, for the next week, Potter, you'd better not do strenuous exercise... You can't participate in some kind of confrontation exercises for a month..."
Madam Pomfrey seemed to have remembered something, her face was very worried.
She then asked Harry to stay in the hospital until the weekend.
Finally, Madam Pomfrey asked a house-elf to bring Harry dinner, and left in a hurry as if she had something to do.
Harry was indeed starving, after all he hadn't eaten or drank all day.
However, what surprised him even more was that the house-elf who came was Dobby.
She blinked her big, tennis-ball eyes with a look of excitement on her face.
"Dobby... Dobby, I knew that Mr. Harry Potter is so great, he will definitely be elected as a warrior." The squeaky little voice kept echoing in Hogwarts, and this little guy kept disappearing and reappearing, bringing Harry a lot of delicious food.
Harry was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly buried his head in the big meal in front of him, feasting on it.
After chatting for a while, Harry discovered that among the pile of presents... that strange Christmas stocking gift was actually knitted by Dobby himself...
This made Harry even more ashamed.
Then, it seems that McGuffin told the others.
After that, many people came to see Harry.
Most of them were Gryffindor students, and they all congratulated him on becoming a warrior with excited faces.
Hagrid came too, and he gave Harry a very ugly, hard horn,
It's a gray-white shell, and it's empty when you knock it... Put it on your ear, and you can hear a strange echo of gurgling.
Harry always thought that was the molt of the snail's skin, but when he asked Hagrid, the guy looked around and didn't want to talk about it.
This made Harry affirm his guess even more.
Hagrid blamed himself for not being able to do anything to save Harry from the duel that day.
Harry had to comfort Hagrid, deliberately mentioning that he became a warrior to make him happy.
After Hagrid left, Ginny Weasley cautiously entered with her eccentric friend Luna Lovegood,
Ginny blushed and gave Harry a self-made recovery card. Luna danced very strangely, saying that she was going to get rid of "flying mosquitoes and bad luck" for Harry, and finally gave him a rune carved from a carrot.
This left Harry speechless.
However, after the two of them left, something unfortunate happened...
The Colin brothers sneaked in somehow, and they gave Harry a very useful Muggle compass, and then said very excitedly, 'They themselves are very much looking forward to the scene where Harry shows his skills in the 'Top Ten Tournament', and hope this compass can be used for filming. '
However, in the end...the two chattered and asked Harry all the time, and the enthusiasm became so frenzied that it was a little frightening.
Harry couldn't say the harsh words to make their two little fans leave.
Afterwards, George, Fred, and Jordan appeared by Harry's bedside with an apologetic face.
Sure enough, as McGuffin said, they all smelled of sewage and a faint smell of big dung and eggs...
The expressions of the three were empty and lifeless.
It was as if the soul and bones had been sucked out by black magic. The whole person bent his back and bent his legs... came here dejectedly, and then left listlessly.
Like the walking dead!
This made Harry feel that McGuffin's guess was somewhat reasonable.
The three of them looked like they had 'I got into trouble' tattooed directly on their foreheads.
After that, Angelina, and some senior Gryffindor students, especially Harry's Quidditch team, came to congratulate.
The school hospital became very noisy for a while, they were all screaming, cheering, and whistling... This made Madam Pomfrey annoyed when they came to inspect Madam Pomfrey unexpectedly, and almost drove everyone out together.
Ron was very interested in how Harry passed the test of the Big Four.
He asked Harry repeatedly how he passed that test.
"Hey, I should have signed up if I knew it earlier! Harry, you should have dragged me to sign up together!"
There was a very remorseful expression on Ron's face, and he said in an inexplicable, indescribably complicated tone.
It seemed he was still very envious of Harry being a warrior.
Especially... Ron looked even more awkward when he saw the pile on the table... the greeting cards, chocolates, and candy gifts delivered by witches of all grades.
On the one hand, he was really jealous that Harry became a celebrity again, and he didn't bring himself to play, and on the other hand, he felt scared and worried that Harry was almost killed.
Regarding this, Harry could only repeat over and over again, "I really don't know what's going on? When I signed up, Ron, you and I were together...As for me successfully passing the test of the Big Four, thanks to the tips given by McGuffin..."
These words made Ron even more depressed, and kept saying what he knew a long time ago... What will happen...
As for Hermione... She rolled her eyes at Ron's performance.
Hermione said sharply, "Ron, Harry almost died!"
"It's not an accident, it must be the Death Eaters, or Voldemort's secret tricks."
"Harry, you have to be careful."
When Ron talked about Harry's current situation, his eyes were dazed, as if Harry had eaten dreamy cotton candy, "...that's the champion of the Top Ten Tournament...!"
"Ron!"
Hermione said gravely, "Yes, Harry became a warrior... and after that?"
"The Top Ten Tournament is by no means a child's play. In history, casualties have often occurred... Besides, I don't believe the goblin corruption of the Ministry of Magic at all. That accident is by no means an accident."
"Harry, you must be more careful in the future, you need professional training. By the way, where is the McGuffin? He is always elusive... He should train you for Harry." Hermione said.
After Ron and Hermione left the McGuffin, the two of them came and stayed by Harry's bedside.
The two stayed until night fell, and they didn't leave here until Madam Pomfrey gave her permission.
The night is dark, the moonlight is like water.
While Harry was half asleep, someone woke him up suddenly.
"Harry!" "Harry!" "Potter!"
It took someone calling two or three times before Harry was fully woken up.
Harry rubbed his eyelids vigorously to wake himself up quickly,
He saw the smiling face of Albus Dumbledore floating in front of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
Harry was awakened by a furry, warm touch.
As if something was hitting his face back and forth, he pressed his nostrils and mouth tightly... he couldn't breathe...
So sad!
call!
Harry struggled out of sleep and finally... breathed freely.
what!
He let out a long breath and opened his eyes.
Two fluffy, yellow-brown, and silver-gray little things were flying above his head, and those four little claws swiped back and forth...
Harry wanted to reach out, but although his whole body was no longer in pain, he couldn't lift it up.
After a while, when they were carried away, Harry realized what it was...
Garen, Xi Ke... are the two little pets of McGuffin.
"Albert!" cried Harry, who saw the MacGuffin Albert cradling the two little ones.
His hair was disheveled, rather scruffy, and he was slovenly.
The dark circles under the eyes are very thick, and the face looks very anxious.
"Good afternoon, Harry!"
McGuire Peak, he put the two chubby little guys back on the empty bed next to him, then turned around, and started to stare at Harry with indescribable eyes.
It's hard to say.
In McGuffin's own opinion... the current situation is simply a bunch of dogs (shi), and when the plot of the original HP world has been torn apart... Harry was actually able to be elected as a warrior.
It's like firing a gun in the opposite direction and hitting the bull's-eye - it's just meant to be.
In other words, if this is all fate, then...
What role will McGuffin himself play in Harry's story?
Especially what will happen now that Voldemort has been resurrected.
Thinking of this, McGuffin felt an indescribable anxiety and fear in his heart.
Harry stared blankly at McGuffin's uncertain expression, then suddenly remembered what happened before he fell asleep,
Some eagerly confirm,
"Albert, is it true? I became a warrior?"
"Don't get excited, Harry...or Madam Pomfrey will blame me again." McGuffin looked at the unlucky or lucky savior, and said slowly, "You have indeed become a warrior. You deserve it, and no one can refute it."
"So?"
"That's right, you are the No. 11 warrior!"
"And it's been a whole day..." McGuffin said.
Only then did Harry realize that he was thirsty, his lips were dry and sticky, almost glued together.
Very distressing!
He looked around.
This is the middle of the school hospital, and it is dusk and sunset outside.
Harry himself was lying on a hospital bed covered with crisp white linen sheets, and the small table next to him was piled up with all kinds of candies, flowers, greeting cards... There were even two very strange (like towels, like Christmas socks) sweater fabrics on it.
Dusk will cast a thin layer of twilight from the outside into the school hospital ward... scattered on the brightly wrapped candy, making the pile of hills sparkle... beautiful.
The room was completely silent, except for Harry himself... and MacGuffin sitting on the opposite bed.
There is a copy of "Daily Prophet" in his hand, and there are several large black and white photos on the cover:
Some scenes of goblins being arrested by wizards, Fudge standing on the podium to promote... and many huge black titles that are densely superimposed.
--Accident?Or murder!
Beneath that headline, Harry saw a magical photo of himself.
McGuffin saw Harry staring at the newspaper in his hand and was very interested in it, so he spread it out and handed it to Harry.
With great effort, Harry lifted his arms and picked up the newspaper to read.
[Harry Potter, No. 11 Warriors?An underage Hogwarts student...is he really qualified to be a warrior? 】
[Hogwarts suffered the most serious deception! !Poor magical ritual nearly killed Harry Potter...the famous undead boy was badly injured...Gringotts denied that the incident had anything to do with its own staff...]
[Accidents in the top ten contests occur frequently, and magic schools from all over the world raise serious questions and protests! ! 】
[Minister Connelly vowed to clean up the Hogwarts project...the moths of corruption and bribery,——An anti-corruption storm is coming? ? ? 】
[The Ministry of Magic is jittery, and some judges and senior wizards of Wessenmore are transferring assets abroad. 】
【…】
Harry felt as if the entire newspaper had no other news, and they were all frantically hyping things related to his election as a warrior.
"This is?" Harry pointed to the report in the news and asked McGuffin.
"Well, the change when you challenged the test of the Big Four... seems to be related to those goblin magic engineering contractors. They were originally responsible for the renovation and maintenance of the old classroom... According to the newspaper, those guys directly used some kind of low-quality magic materials in order to save costs and make profits, which led to all this happening."
"... At least that's how Fudge explained. This guy originally wanted to keep this matter a complete secret, but Harry, you also know... At Hogwarts, any secret is a joke, and the news always spreads... So, in just one night, all the teachers and students in the school knew...Even the next morning, the "Daily Prophet"...That Rita Skeeter directly reported everything, back and forth."
"But according to my guess, there is still a long story that hasn't been revealed..." McGuffin continued, "Because George, Fred, and Jordan Lee, the three unlucky guys... Filch has been forced to use rags and mops since yesterday to clean all the bathrooms in Hogwarts, as well as the owl shack..."
"It is estimated that in this semester, these three guys can only smell the smell of big shit."
"They must have caused a catastrophe. According to the time connection... I'm sure it has something to do with the accident you suffered yesterday." McGuffin concluded with a smile.
Harry listened and listened... suddenly realized the problem, he touched his chest,
Sure enough, the triangular amulet given to him by the twins disappeared.
Harry, he looked at the newspaper again... Various reports almost unanimously explained his accidental injury.
He seemed to understand something.
He didn't explain anything to MacGuffindor, though.
However, after such a chat between the two, Harry didn't have the time and energy to continue to immerse himself in the feeling of loss of losing his broom.
Although Harry still felt like he had lost a best friend, that feeling was always haunting him involuntarily.
"Okay, I have to notify Madam Pomfrey..." McGuffin stood up, smoothed off the clothes on his body, said goodbye to Harry, then picked up the two little guys, Garen and Sick, and walked out the door.
After closing the oak door, McGuffin let out a long breath.
That feeling of losing all control and feeling like he's stuck in a swamp and suffocating... it's driving him crazy.
McGuffin was somewhat suspicious of Harry's current situation,
——Is it because the old bee arranged for him to become a warrior...
After all, only this old guy has the ability to push everything...in this direction.
From Harry's body, McGuffin thought of his future fate and future, and felt more and more anxious.
Blood Curse, Voldemort...
— Fuck!convex
In this depressed mood of speculation and hesitation, McGuffin left the school hospital and walked to the staff lounge on the first floor.
Madam Pomfrey was there for the 'Top Ten Tournament'... the rehearsal and preparation for the rescue of the warrior after an accident.
He had to inform Madam Pomfrey that Harry was awake.
……
Not long after McGuffin left, Madam Pomfrey entered the school hospital, and she checked Harry's physical condition.
"You're recovering very well. It seems that the long sleep has made you recover a lot...However, for the next week, Potter, you'd better not do strenuous exercise... You can't participate in some kind of confrontation exercises for a month..."
Madam Pomfrey seemed to have remembered something, her face was very worried.
She then asked Harry to stay in the hospital until the weekend.
Finally, Madam Pomfrey asked a house-elf to bring Harry dinner, and left in a hurry as if she had something to do.
Harry was indeed starving, after all he hadn't eaten or drank all day.
However, what surprised him even more was that the house-elf who came was Dobby.
She blinked her big, tennis-ball eyes with a look of excitement on her face.
"Dobby... Dobby, I knew that Mr. Harry Potter is so great, he will definitely be elected as a warrior." The squeaky little voice kept echoing in Hogwarts, and this little guy kept disappearing and reappearing, bringing Harry a lot of delicious food.
Harry was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly buried his head in the big meal in front of him, feasting on it.
After chatting for a while, Harry discovered that among the pile of presents... that strange Christmas stocking gift was actually knitted by Dobby himself...
This made Harry even more ashamed.
Then, it seems that McGuffin told the others.
After that, many people came to see Harry.
Most of them were Gryffindor students, and they all congratulated him on becoming a warrior with excited faces.
Hagrid came too, and he gave Harry a very ugly, hard horn,
It's a gray-white shell, and it's empty when you knock it... Put it on your ear, and you can hear a strange echo of gurgling.
Harry always thought that was the molt of the snail's skin, but when he asked Hagrid, the guy looked around and didn't want to talk about it.
This made Harry affirm his guess even more.
Hagrid blamed himself for not being able to do anything to save Harry from the duel that day.
Harry had to comfort Hagrid, deliberately mentioning that he became a warrior to make him happy.
After Hagrid left, Ginny Weasley cautiously entered with her eccentric friend Luna Lovegood,
Ginny blushed and gave Harry a self-made recovery card. Luna danced very strangely, saying that she was going to get rid of "flying mosquitoes and bad luck" for Harry, and finally gave him a rune carved from a carrot.
This left Harry speechless.
However, after the two of them left, something unfortunate happened...
The Colin brothers sneaked in somehow, and they gave Harry a very useful Muggle compass, and then said very excitedly, 'They themselves are very much looking forward to the scene where Harry shows his skills in the 'Top Ten Tournament', and hope this compass can be used for filming. '
However, in the end...the two chattered and asked Harry all the time, and the enthusiasm became so frenzied that it was a little frightening.
Harry couldn't say the harsh words to make their two little fans leave.
Afterwards, George, Fred, and Jordan appeared by Harry's bedside with an apologetic face.
Sure enough, as McGuffin said, they all smelled of sewage and a faint smell of big dung and eggs...
The expressions of the three were empty and lifeless.
It was as if the soul and bones had been sucked out by black magic. The whole person bent his back and bent his legs... came here dejectedly, and then left listlessly.
Like the walking dead!
This made Harry feel that McGuffin's guess was somewhat reasonable.
The three of them looked like they had 'I got into trouble' tattooed directly on their foreheads.
After that, Angelina, and some senior Gryffindor students, especially Harry's Quidditch team, came to congratulate.
The school hospital became very noisy for a while, they were all screaming, cheering, and whistling... This made Madam Pomfrey annoyed when they came to inspect Madam Pomfrey unexpectedly, and almost drove everyone out together.
Ron was very interested in how Harry passed the test of the Big Four.
He asked Harry repeatedly how he passed that test.
"Hey, I should have signed up if I knew it earlier! Harry, you should have dragged me to sign up together!"
There was a very remorseful expression on Ron's face, and he said in an inexplicable, indescribably complicated tone.
It seemed he was still very envious of Harry being a warrior.
Especially... Ron looked even more awkward when he saw the pile on the table... the greeting cards, chocolates, and candy gifts delivered by witches of all grades.
On the one hand, he was really jealous that Harry became a celebrity again, and he didn't bring himself to play, and on the other hand, he felt scared and worried that Harry was almost killed.
Regarding this, Harry could only repeat over and over again, "I really don't know what's going on? When I signed up, Ron, you and I were together...As for me successfully passing the test of the Big Four, thanks to the tips given by McGuffin..."
These words made Ron even more depressed, and kept saying what he knew a long time ago... What will happen...
As for Hermione... She rolled her eyes at Ron's performance.
Hermione said sharply, "Ron, Harry almost died!"
"It's not an accident, it must be the Death Eaters, or Voldemort's secret tricks."
"Harry, you have to be careful."
When Ron talked about Harry's current situation, his eyes were dazed, as if Harry had eaten dreamy cotton candy, "...that's the champion of the Top Ten Tournament...!"
"Ron!"
Hermione said gravely, "Yes, Harry became a warrior... and after that?"
"The Top Ten Tournament is by no means a child's play. In history, casualties have often occurred... Besides, I don't believe the goblin corruption of the Ministry of Magic at all. That accident is by no means an accident."
"Harry, you must be more careful in the future, you need professional training. By the way, where is the McGuffin? He is always elusive... He should train you for Harry." Hermione said.
After Ron and Hermione left the McGuffin, the two of them came and stayed by Harry's bedside.
The two stayed until night fell, and they didn't leave here until Madam Pomfrey gave her permission.
The night is dark, the moonlight is like water.
While Harry was half asleep, someone woke him up suddenly.
"Harry!" "Harry!" "Potter!"
It took someone calling two or three times before Harry was fully woken up.
Harry rubbed his eyelids vigorously to wake himself up quickly,
He saw the smiling face of Albus Dumbledore floating in front of his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
