Chapter 76: First Conversation with Dumbledore

When Yang Tian woke up again, it was already noon. The warm sunlight shone on Yang Tian's body, making him feel warm and unwilling to move.

"Child, you finally woke up!" An old and gentle voice came from Yang Tian's side.

Yang Tian looked in the direction of the voice with difficulty, only to see Dumbledore looking at him calmly.

"Professor, Hagrid and I were attacked. Hagrid, is Hagrid okay?" Yang Tian roared hoarsely.

"I know, kid. We have cleaned up the scene and all 17 black-robed wizards are dead. Of course, Hagrid is fine, but he is seriously injured and needs to rest for a while. He woke up a little earlier than you." Dumbledore said.

Yang Tian breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Hagrid was okay.

Before he could say anything else, Dumbledore spoke first, "Did you cast the Fiery Curse?"

Yang Tian was stunned for a moment, then replied: "Of course, my life was almost gone at that time, so I naturally had to do my best."

"The Fiery Spell belongs to the category of dark magic. In addition to powerful magical control, it also requires a very high mental state. Otherwise, it is very easy to backfire. This is not something a first-year wizard should master." Dumbledore said seriously.

Yang Tian's heart sank when he heard this: What's going on? His life is almost gone, is now the time to care about these things? Think about how Harry was treated after he was injured, and then think about himself, oh, what a big difference!

But now is not the time to be entangled, he still said calmly: "Please rest assured about this, Principal, these are just some life-saving methods taught by my elders. My grandfather also supervised me throughout the process of learning and performing. That was when I was eight or nine years old."

"Principal Dumbledore, I always remember what my grandfather said: What matters is not what kind of magic you perform, but what kind of person you are."

"It's not that easy to learn the dark arts. It requires a strong will, otherwise your mind will eventually be corrupted by the dark arts..." Dumbledore paused, but did not dwell on the matter any more. Instead, he asked calmly, "Can you tell me what happened?"

Yang Tian did not hide anything, and immediately told the whole process of his night wandering in search of the notebook, being caught by Filch, and being attacked by Hagrid, without hiding any details or words. He only kept the grudge between himself and Sarok.

During the whole process, Dumbledore just listened silently without saying a word.

"Professor Dumbledore, there are a few questions I really can't figure out." Yang Tian concluded.

"First, these wizards are obviously coming for me. They even know that I have the Somersault Cloud. But why would they target me? I'm only an eleven-year-old child."

"Second, why are they so sure that I will be at that place at that time?"

"Third, will all students who go out at night be punished by having 50 points deducted and patrol the Forbidden Forest? If not, then why send me to the Forbidden Forest at that time?" Yang Tian stared at Dumbledore without blinking, waiting for his answer.

"Child, we still need to investigate what exactly happened. I can't answer you now." Dumbledore's tone became a little gentler.

But this was obviously not the answer Yang Tian wanted.

"Professor, I really never thought that Hogwarts would be so dangerous. It's even more difficult for me to understand. This seems like a well-designed trap."

"It was me. Thanks to Hagrid's desperate fight and a few life-saving tricks, we were lucky enough to escape. Wouldn't an ordinary little wizard have been killed by them long ago?"

Yang Tian's words hit Dumbledore's heart like a heavy hammer. He promised solemnly: "Don't worry, kid. No matter what, I will definitely give you an explanation."

After receiving a relatively satisfactory answer, the medical room returned to silence for a while.

"Professor Dumbledore, you promised me it would only take ten minutes, but look, it's already been half an hour. You'll be disturbing the patient's rest." Madam Pomfrey's annoyed voice came closer and closer, with a bottle of magic potion in her hand.

"Here, child, drink this and you will feel much better." Madam Pomfrey handed over the potion.

Yang Tian took the reagent bottle, looked at it, frowned and sniffed it, then muttered softly: "Hocklup Stimulation Potion? The recovery time is a bit long, and the side effects are more obvious. In fact, you can directly use the Everly Stimulation Potion. The price is slightly lower than that of the Horklup Stimulation Potion, but the recovery effect is twice as strong, and the side effects are significantly reduced."

As he spoke, Yang Tian took out a sealed test tube from the white jade ring.

"Hey, little guy, you can't just do things recklessly. Not everyone can be a healer. I must check the potion first." After saying that, he snatched the reagent bottle from Yang Tian's hand.

Yang Tian frowned and was about to retort, but Madam Pomfrey had already gently opened the reagent bottle and began to examine it carefully.

"Who did you learn about potions from? Where did the potion come from?" Seeing that there was no problem with the reagent, Madam Pomfrey fed it to Yang Tian and then asked.

As the magic potion entered his body, Yang Tian suddenly felt heat flowing out from his limbs and bones, and his body suddenly felt much better.

He was in a good mood and replied, "I learned all this from my grandmother. Her name is Rosalind Foley. She was a healer at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries before she retired. This bottle of potion was produced by our Foley family and is now sold in major potion shops."

That’s right, this Everly Stimulating Potion is one of the three low-level potions developed by my father Yang Wen.

"Wow, you are Teacher Rosalind's granddaughter? Oh my God, she is my internship professor. She was the one who taught me when I was an intern in the hospital. She has always been my most respected teacher." Madam Pomfrey was shocked and shouted excitedly.

The next moment, she was furious, holding her hands on her waist and yelling, "Mr. Dumbledore, what is going on? My teacher's grandson was so seriously injured in Hogwarts. This is a crime. Is Hogwarts so unsafe? And Hagrid, look at how badly that big guy is injured?"

Facing Madam Pomfrey's questioning, Dumbledore was very embarrassed and quickly comforted her: "Relax, Pomfrey, we will investigate it seriously."

Before Madam Pomfrey could ask again, he stood up and added, "I think I need to sort out the causes and consequences of the whole incident. At present, it seems that the whole incident is not simple."

Yang Tian didn't say any more about this. After all, he had said everything that needed to be said, and the rest could only depend on what the school would do.

Instead he turned and asked, "Madam Pomfrey, can I go see Hagrid? And when can I be discharged?"

After carefully examining Yang Tian's injuries again, Madam Pomfrey said, "It's hard to believe that this potion is so effective? Professor Dumbledore, I think the school should also purchase this potion as a backup."

After seeing Dumbledore nod in agreement, Madam Pomfrey thought for a moment and said, "Although you have recovered quickly, I suggest you rest for another day. After all, you are not suitable for strenuous exercise right now. If you accidentally injure yourself, it will be more difficult to treat."

"As for the big guy Hagrid, you can go see him anytime. Although he can't get out of bed for the time being, he's thick-skinned and not in any danger of life. His only problem now is that it's too boring to lie in bed alone."

Hearing what Madam Pomfrey said, Yang Tian smiled knowingly.

He took out a white ointment and asked Madam Pomfrey to help apply it on the wound. Then he said leisurely, "I still have to go to class later. The course cannot be delayed. Don't worry too much. This is the Chinese external injury medicine that my grandfather gave me. It has a miraculous effect on external injuries. I will come for a checkup on time and will never do anything rash."

Hearing what Yang Tian said, Madam Pomfrey could only nod helplessly.

After obtaining Yang Tian's consent, Madam Pomfrey obtained a small amount of white ointment. She once again told Yang Tian to take a rest, and then she and Dumbledore left contentedly...