Chapter 489 [2-in-1] Good night, Sur, I love you
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The old bee who was 'talking to himself' left.
Old Bee's younger brother Aberforth broke into the school infirmary at dawn the next day, holding a copy of the Daily Prophet.
After standing next to Su Er's bed for a long time, he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.
Then he turned around and left.
Oh...our Headmaster Dumbledore might be in for a little trouble.
Hermione came over with red eyes shortly after Aberforth left, and sat down by the bed silently. Soul tried many methods, but Hermione was never able to see him.
The Triwizard Tournament was over and the final exams were over. Harry seemed to have regained a lot of energy after sleeping all night.
Carrying a money bag, he came to the school infirmary the afternoon after the tournament. The two people in the ward could hear him arguing with Madam Pomfrey at the door for a long time before he was able to come in.
Soul's condition was unknown, and Madam Pomfrey refused visits from anyone except Hermione and Soul's family.
Of course, now comes the second exception.
"This is the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament. The minister gave it to me yesterday." Harry glanced at Hermione and gently placed the purse on Soul's bedside table. The sound of gold Galleons colliding in the bag jingled. Sound.
"Suer and I agreed to hold the cup together and the prize money will go to him."
Hermione never spoke or made any reaction, she just stared blankly at the figure sleeping peacefully on the bed.
"I'm sorry." Harry said, "I didn't expect that something like this would happen, causing Soul to..."
"Stop talking, Harry, you can go." Hermione's voice was hoarse, and she didn't even look at Harry from beginning to end.
Harry choked and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say any more words. He sighed and walked away with heavy steps.
Night fell quickly, and Hermione seemed not to be aware of hunger or fatigue, but just looked at Soul on the bed all day long.
"Go back, Miss Granger, no one can be left in the ward at night." Madam Pomfrey came, she opened the curtains, sighed softly, and said to Hermione in an unprecedented gentle tone,
"I'll take good care of Mr. Bones, I promise."
Hermione nodded numbly, but probably because she had been sitting for so long, her blood did not flow smoothly for a while. Her whole body shook, and she almost fell. Soul, who had been by her side, subconsciously stretched out his hand, But it passed through.
Sometimes it's really easy to forget that your soul is truly gone.
Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey quickly supported Hermione.
"You haven't eaten all day today?" Madam Pomfrey said seriously, "This is not acceptable, Miss Granger."
Hermione shook her head, stood up straight with Madam Pomfrey's arm, and glanced at Soul sadly. After leaving the ward with her parents yesterday, she went to the library and read for a long time, except for Harry Potter. Except for the living people who survived the Curse, there is no description in any books about other wizards who escaped from the Curse.
But Sur's state was completely different from that of people who were under the Death Curse, which allowed her to retain some hope.
She went to the eighth floor of the castle to ask Dumbledore for a definite answer, but Dumbledore was never in the office.
So she went to Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and several other professors, but no one gave a definite answer.
"You can wake up Soul, can't you?" Hermione asked in a low voice, looking at Madam Pomfrey expectantly.
"Child." Madam Pomfrey said softly, "I can't give you an exact answer. Mr. Bones is in a very strange state. You should know that the Death Curse is a very evil magic. Under normal circumstances, it will The person hit by the fate curse should be unconscious and his body gradually loses its activity."
"In other words, the soul has left the body."
"But Mr. Bones's physical condition is very good, and the magic power has always been active in his body... I can conclude that Mr. Bones' soul should still be in his body. In other words, we are here now Speak, Mr. Bones might be able to hear you."
Suer nodded silently beside him. I did hear it and saw it.
"There seems to be a saying in Muggle hospitals that people are in a 'vegetative state', right? I don't know much about Muggle medicine."
"Mr. Bones is probably in such a state."
"Well, I can also tell you that the principal is aware of Mr. Bones' situation, and he has made some preparations for Mr. Bones."
It was rare for Madam Pomfrey to say so many words in one breath, which gave Hermione greater hope.
"Really?" Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Really." Madam Pomfrey nodded, "You don't want Mr. Bones to find your body collapsed when you wake up, right?"
Suer continued to nod silently and gave a thumbs up.
Hermione turned her head and glanced at Soul, then turned her head again, her eyes regaining some of their vigor.
"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Hermione thanked her sincerely.
"You're welcome, go ahead." Madam Pomfrey smiled and nodded.
Hermione left, her steps much lighter than when she came in the morning. Madam Pomfrey's words gave her a lot of comfort.
The candle on the bedside table burned quietly, and the melted wax condensed into a white ball on the tray. Suer had been lying quietly on the bed and sleeping peacefully.
This night, Sur tried many times to see if he could return to his own body.
But the result is---
Yes, but you can't open your eyes or move a finger. If you exert a little force, your soul will separate from the body.
His soul and body are in perfect harmony, but he feels there is an inexplicable obstacle, always a little bit different. This feeling is very mysterious, as if someone has wrapped a layer of membrane around the soul, and there is nothing Sur can do about it. .
However, it is quite comfortable to sleep on...
Su Er didn't know why he had such a strange idea.
So he slept in his body all night.
The night was long and he could do nothing but sleep.
Hagrid came to the ward on the afternoon of the third day, alone, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The flowers were inserted in a water bottle, but the water bottle was very big, very big, making the few flowers inserted in it look empty. .
Madam Pomfrey did not welcome any students to see Soul, but she could not stop the professors from coming to see them.
Hermione was also in the ward today. Logically, there were still some classes after the final exam, but Hermione seemed to have chosen to give up.
Hagrid was sad and placed the water bottle gently on the bedside table.
His dark eyes looked at Su Er on the hospital bed with wet eyes.
"I know it all," he said. "It's... oh, it's sad."
"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, that you would experience such a terrifying thing with Harry...so..." Hagrid seemed to be a little afraid of that word, "terrible magic, I asked Dumbledore, and he said that he I’ll find a way.”
"You will definitely survive, right? Dumbledore never disappoints."
"This summer vacation, I was assigned something by Dumbledore. Together with Olim, we are going to fight and make some preparations... I have never doubted that man... I still remember him from the first grade. Quirrell, that's the evidence..."
Hagrid had been talking to himself since he put the vase on the bedside table, completely ignoring Hermione beside him.
"Well, to be honest, I'm not at all sure about what Dumbledore asked Olim and I to do."
"If you could wake up, maybe you could give me some advice, right?"
"Get well soon."
Hagrid muttered for a while and then left.
Hermione didn't bother to think about the meaning of Hagrid's words. All her thoughts were on Soul.
After she learned from Madam Pomfrey that Soul might actually be able to hear her, she had been telling stories in a soft voice, telling stories about their past and when she fell in love with Soul.
During that summer, Su Er forcefully drove away several bad girls in her class who bullied her.
Soul had been looking at her, listening to Hermione's story quietly. To be honest, he couldn't quite remember some things, but Hermione remembered them very clearly, as if all these things happened yesterday.
It turns out that she knew that something went wrong with her time turner, and she also knew that Soul risked being trapped in the time maze with her to save her.
"I know you've always wanted to see me turn into a cat again. As long as you wake up, I can change it for you anytime, and then...then...well..."
"Then what can you do to me? Do you want to know? Then wake up quickly?"
"Summer vacation is coming soon. I asked Professor McGonagall yesterday if I could stay here, but Professor McGonagall refused. It was originally possible, but they seem to be very busy this summer and no one in the castle will stay. "
"I was disappointed, so I asked her were you going to be sent to St Mungo's?"
"McGonagall said she didn't know either. Dumbledore had his own arrangements."
"I guess Professor Dumbledore will take you to a famous doctor to treat you. I will sit by the window sill and wait for you every day, and then I will see you walking from the end of Lily Street, and then say to me ,I'm back."
"I will definitely do it." Even though Hermione couldn't hear it, Soul still solemnly made his promise.
In Hermione's thoughts, time passed quietly, and soon came the day of the leaving party. Hermione stayed in the ward until Madam Pomfrey came to drive her away.
During this period, Dumbledore never appeared again, and no one else came here.
Oh no, there was, or rather, she wanted to come over, but failed.
Because one night in the dead of night, a golden-red light lit up on Sur's arm, and it flashed away.
Sur quickly guessed who wanted to break into the castle and come here. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
Rita Skeeter, that reporter who is good at talking nonsense and making up nonsense, she probably wants to know urgently whether she is really dead, right?
Unbreakable oaths are only broken when the person swearing them dies.
Although she didn't know what the punishment would be for breaking her promise, Rita might not feel comfortable with it.
This was good news. To be honest, he was very anxious these past few days when he saw Hermione mumbling beside him like she had lost her soul and her hair was unkempt.
Since the aperture of the Unbreakable Vow spell was still deep in his wrist, it meant that he was still saved.
This is really good news.
Hermione came back soon, and behind her was a slender, handsome boy, Cedric, who was replaced by Soul and escaped this fatal crisis, Hermione The prefect of Chipachi holds a big trophy in his hand.
It was the Academy Cup. Suhr looked at the trophy in his hand in surprise.
Pomfrey followed them, staring at them with a serious expression.
Cedric glanced at Sur, placed the trophy on top of a box of snack biscuits on Sur's bedside table, sighed and turned around to leave.
"Can I have a few words with Soul before I leave? Madam, just a few words." Hermione didn't leave, she gave Madam Pomfrey a pleading look.
Madam Pomfrey knew that the little girl in front of her would have to leave the castle after tonight, so she decided to compromise.
"Okay, just a few minutes. We have to catch the train tomorrow morning. It's best to go back to the dormitory earlier to pack things."
"Thank you."
Madam Pomfrey shook her head and left.
Hermione began to ramble.
From Hermione's chatter, Soul knew what happened at the leaving party not long ago.
As stated in the original book, Dumbledore announced the return of Voldemort to everyone at the leaving party. Of course, this caused panic among many children in England who came from wizarding families.
At the banquet, Dumbledore gave the children some mouthfuls of chicken blood to emphasize the role of unity.
In addition, at the banquet, he praised Soul greatly, using adjectives such as integrity, kindness, and bravery, and he also asked everyone to remember the name Soul Bones.
Of course, this year's Academy Cup belongs to Hufflepuff.
Many people thought that Suer was dead and was just dying in the school infirmary.
From Harry's words, they already knew that Soul was acting like this after being hit by the Death Curse.
In history, since this curse was invented, it is recorded that only Harry successfully escaped from this curse.
Give glory to a 'dead person', they will naturally not have any objection.
"Malfoy really deserves a beating." Hermione said angrily. "When so many people were mourning for you... bah bah bah... quiet for you, he muttered to his followers, He is still smiling, he must not be thinking of anything good."
"I really hope it's his dad who's lying here now, instead of you. Then we'll see how he reacts."
"Ron is right, there is no good person in the Malfoy family."
"Ahem..." Madam Pomfrey heard Hermione's last words as soon as she came back. She put her fist to her mouth and coughed softly as a reminder.
"Right away, ma'am." Hermione turned around and clasped her hands for a look, then turned back, "I'm leaving. I will leave the school tomorrow. I finally found a chance to say a few words to Principal Dumbledore."
"If he can't say anything unexpected, I'll see you when school starts."
"I hope Dumbledore means what he says."
"Good night, Soul."
"I love you."
Old Bee's younger brother Aberforth broke into the school infirmary at dawn the next day, holding a copy of the Daily Prophet.
After standing next to Su Er's bed for a long time, he couldn't hide the anger in his eyes.
Then he turned around and left.
Oh...our Headmaster Dumbledore might be in for a little trouble.
Hermione came over with red eyes shortly after Aberforth left, and sat down by the bed silently. Soul tried many methods, but Hermione was never able to see him.
The Triwizard Tournament was over and the final exams were over. Harry seemed to have regained a lot of energy after sleeping all night.
Carrying a money bag, he came to the school infirmary the afternoon after the tournament. The two people in the ward could hear him arguing with Madam Pomfrey at the door for a long time before he was able to come in.
Soul's condition was unknown, and Madam Pomfrey refused visits from anyone except Hermione and Soul's family.
Of course, now comes the second exception.
"This is the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament. The minister gave it to me yesterday." Harry glanced at Hermione and gently placed the purse on Soul's bedside table. The sound of gold Galleons colliding in the bag jingled. Sound.
"Suer and I agreed to hold the cup together and the prize money will go to him."
Hermione never spoke or made any reaction, she just stared blankly at the figure sleeping peacefully on the bed.
"I'm sorry." Harry said, "I didn't expect that something like this would happen, causing Soul to..."
"Stop talking, Harry, you can go." Hermione's voice was hoarse, and she didn't even look at Harry from beginning to end.
Harry choked and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say any more words. He sighed and walked away with heavy steps.
Night fell quickly, and Hermione seemed not to be aware of hunger or fatigue, but just looked at Soul on the bed all day long.
"Go back, Miss Granger, no one can be left in the ward at night." Madam Pomfrey came, she opened the curtains, sighed softly, and said to Hermione in an unprecedented gentle tone,
"I'll take good care of Mr. Bones, I promise."
Hermione nodded numbly, but probably because she had been sitting for so long, her blood did not flow smoothly for a while. Her whole body shook, and she almost fell. Soul, who had been by her side, subconsciously stretched out his hand, But it passed through.
Sometimes it's really easy to forget that your soul is truly gone.
Fortunately, Madam Pomfrey quickly supported Hermione.
"You haven't eaten all day today?" Madam Pomfrey said seriously, "This is not acceptable, Miss Granger."
Hermione shook her head, stood up straight with Madam Pomfrey's arm, and glanced at Soul sadly. After leaving the ward with her parents yesterday, she went to the library and read for a long time, except for Harry Potter. Except for the living people who survived the Curse, there is no description in any books about other wizards who escaped from the Curse.
But Sur's state was completely different from that of people who were under the Death Curse, which allowed her to retain some hope.
She went to the eighth floor of the castle to ask Dumbledore for a definite answer, but Dumbledore was never in the office.
So she went to Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick and several other professors, but no one gave a definite answer.
"You can wake up Soul, can't you?" Hermione asked in a low voice, looking at Madam Pomfrey expectantly.
"Child." Madam Pomfrey said softly, "I can't give you an exact answer. Mr. Bones is in a very strange state. You should know that the Death Curse is a very evil magic. Under normal circumstances, it will The person hit by the fate curse should be unconscious and his body gradually loses its activity."
"In other words, the soul has left the body."
"But Mr. Bones's physical condition is very good, and the magic power has always been active in his body... I can conclude that Mr. Bones' soul should still be in his body. In other words, we are here now Speak, Mr. Bones might be able to hear you."
Suer nodded silently beside him. I did hear it and saw it.
"There seems to be a saying in Muggle hospitals that people are in a 'vegetative state', right? I don't know much about Muggle medicine."
"Mr. Bones is probably in such a state."
"Well, I can also tell you that the principal is aware of Mr. Bones' situation, and he has made some preparations for Mr. Bones."
It was rare for Madam Pomfrey to say so many words in one breath, which gave Hermione greater hope.
"Really?" Hermione's eyes lit up.
"Really." Madam Pomfrey nodded, "You don't want Mr. Bones to find your body collapsed when you wake up, right?"
Suer continued to nod silently and gave a thumbs up.
Hermione turned her head and glanced at Soul, then turned her head again, her eyes regaining some of their vigor.
"Thank you, Madam Pomfrey." Hermione thanked her sincerely.
"You're welcome, go ahead." Madam Pomfrey smiled and nodded.
Hermione left, her steps much lighter than when she came in the morning. Madam Pomfrey's words gave her a lot of comfort.
The candle on the bedside table burned quietly, and the melted wax condensed into a white ball on the tray. Suer had been lying quietly on the bed and sleeping peacefully.
This night, Sur tried many times to see if he could return to his own body.
But the result is---
Yes, but you can't open your eyes or move a finger. If you exert a little force, your soul will separate from the body.
His soul and body are in perfect harmony, but he feels there is an inexplicable obstacle, always a little bit different. This feeling is very mysterious, as if someone has wrapped a layer of membrane around the soul, and there is nothing Sur can do about it. .
However, it is quite comfortable to sleep on...
Su Er didn't know why he had such a strange idea.
So he slept in his body all night.
The night was long and he could do nothing but sleep.
Hagrid came to the ward on the afternoon of the third day, alone, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand. The flowers were inserted in a water bottle, but the water bottle was very big, very big, making the few flowers inserted in it look empty. .
Madam Pomfrey did not welcome any students to see Soul, but she could not stop the professors from coming to see them.
Hermione was also in the ward today. Logically, there were still some classes after the final exam, but Hermione seemed to have chosen to give up.
Hagrid was sad and placed the water bottle gently on the bedside table.
His dark eyes looked at Su Er on the hospital bed with wet eyes.
"I know it all," he said. "It's... oh, it's sad."
"I didn't expect, I really didn't expect, that you would experience such a terrifying thing with Harry...so..." Hagrid seemed to be a little afraid of that word, "terrible magic, I asked Dumbledore, and he said that he I’ll find a way.”
"You will definitely survive, right? Dumbledore never disappoints."
"This summer vacation, I was assigned something by Dumbledore. Together with Olim, we are going to fight and make some preparations... I have never doubted that man... I still remember him from the first grade. Quirrell, that's the evidence..."
Hagrid had been talking to himself since he put the vase on the bedside table, completely ignoring Hermione beside him.
"Well, to be honest, I'm not at all sure about what Dumbledore asked Olim and I to do."
"If you could wake up, maybe you could give me some advice, right?"
"Get well soon."
Hagrid muttered for a while and then left.
Hermione didn't bother to think about the meaning of Hagrid's words. All her thoughts were on Soul.
After she learned from Madam Pomfrey that Soul might actually be able to hear her, she had been telling stories in a soft voice, telling stories about their past and when she fell in love with Soul.
During that summer, Su Er forcefully drove away several bad girls in her class who bullied her.
Soul had been looking at her, listening to Hermione's story quietly. To be honest, he couldn't quite remember some things, but Hermione remembered them very clearly, as if all these things happened yesterday.
It turns out that she knew that something went wrong with her time turner, and she also knew that Soul risked being trapped in the time maze with her to save her.
"I know you've always wanted to see me turn into a cat again. As long as you wake up, I can change it for you anytime, and then...then...well..."
"Then what can you do to me? Do you want to know? Then wake up quickly?"
"Summer vacation is coming soon. I asked Professor McGonagall yesterday if I could stay here, but Professor McGonagall refused. It was originally possible, but they seem to be very busy this summer and no one in the castle will stay. "
"I was disappointed, so I asked her were you going to be sent to St Mungo's?"
"McGonagall said she didn't know either. Dumbledore had his own arrangements."
"I guess Professor Dumbledore will take you to a famous doctor to treat you. I will sit by the window sill and wait for you every day, and then I will see you walking from the end of Lily Street, and then say to me ,I'm back."
"I will definitely do it." Even though Hermione couldn't hear it, Soul still solemnly made his promise.
In Hermione's thoughts, time passed quietly, and soon came the day of the leaving party. Hermione stayed in the ward until Madam Pomfrey came to drive her away.
During this period, Dumbledore never appeared again, and no one else came here.
Oh no, there was, or rather, she wanted to come over, but failed.
Because one night in the dead of night, a golden-red light lit up on Sur's arm, and it flashed away.
Sur quickly guessed who wanted to break into the castle and come here. He raised the corners of his mouth and smiled silently.
Rita Skeeter, that reporter who is good at talking nonsense and making up nonsense, she probably wants to know urgently whether she is really dead, right?
Unbreakable oaths are only broken when the person swearing them dies.
Although she didn't know what the punishment would be for breaking her promise, Rita might not feel comfortable with it.
This was good news. To be honest, he was very anxious these past few days when he saw Hermione mumbling beside him like she had lost her soul and her hair was unkempt.
Since the aperture of the Unbreakable Vow spell was still deep in his wrist, it meant that he was still saved.
This is really good news.
Hermione came back soon, and behind her was a slender, handsome boy, Cedric, who was replaced by Soul and escaped this fatal crisis, Hermione The prefect of Chipachi holds a big trophy in his hand.
It was the Academy Cup. Suhr looked at the trophy in his hand in surprise.
Pomfrey followed them, staring at them with a serious expression.
Cedric glanced at Sur, placed the trophy on top of a box of snack biscuits on Sur's bedside table, sighed and turned around to leave.
"Can I have a few words with Soul before I leave? Madam, just a few words." Hermione didn't leave, she gave Madam Pomfrey a pleading look.
Madam Pomfrey knew that the little girl in front of her would have to leave the castle after tonight, so she decided to compromise.
"Okay, just a few minutes. We have to catch the train tomorrow morning. It's best to go back to the dormitory earlier to pack things."
"Thank you."
Madam Pomfrey shook her head and left.
Hermione began to ramble.
From Hermione's chatter, Soul knew what happened at the leaving party not long ago.
As stated in the original book, Dumbledore announced the return of Voldemort to everyone at the leaving party. Of course, this caused panic among many children in England who came from wizarding families.
At the banquet, Dumbledore gave the children some mouthfuls of chicken blood to emphasize the role of unity.
In addition, at the banquet, he praised Soul greatly, using adjectives such as integrity, kindness, and bravery, and he also asked everyone to remember the name Soul Bones.
Of course, this year's Academy Cup belongs to Hufflepuff.
Many people thought that Suer was dead and was just dying in the school infirmary.
From Harry's words, they already knew that Soul was acting like this after being hit by the Death Curse.
In history, since this curse was invented, it is recorded that only Harry successfully escaped from this curse.
Give glory to a 'dead person', they will naturally not have any objection.
"Malfoy really deserves a beating." Hermione said angrily. "When so many people were mourning for you... bah bah bah... quiet for you, he muttered to his followers, He is still smiling, he must not be thinking of anything good."
"I really hope it's his dad who's lying here now, instead of you. Then we'll see how he reacts."
"Ron is right, there is no good person in the Malfoy family."
"Ahem..." Madam Pomfrey heard Hermione's last words as soon as she came back. She put her fist to her mouth and coughed softly as a reminder.
"Right away, ma'am." Hermione turned around and clasped her hands for a look, then turned back, "I'm leaving. I will leave the school tomorrow. I finally found a chance to say a few words to Principal Dumbledore."
"If he can't say anything unexpected, I'll see you when school starts."
"I hope Dumbledore means what he says."
"Good night, Soul."
"I love you."
