Chapter 359 Flying Owl
"Professor! Listen to me, there is really no need for this."
In a spotless white room covering an area of about ten square meters, Ino sat on the hospital bed and made his final protest to Professor McGonagall.
"Lie down quickly! You just..." Professor McGonagall ignored the protest, paused for a moment, reorganized his words, and said:
"You just... forget it! Let me tell the truth, you were not in the right state just now, very wrong..."
Professor McGonagall said frankly that in fact, she would have used white lies to fool any other student.
But for Ino... after thinking about it again and again, she still chose to tell the truth.
Faced with Professor McGonagall's honesty, Ino also did not choose to hide it.
"Professor, I know everything you said, but I have already thought of a preliminary solution. Besides, it is not serious..."
To be honest, Ino knew his state, and he also knew that this matter was really not serious. As long as he was no longer stimulated or did not use magic crazily, everything would slowly recover.
After some explanation, Professor McGonagall finally reluctantly accepted.
"But you have to stay here for two days, let Pomfrey check it out, and take a quiet rest. Merlin! You really scared me just now..."
Professor McGonagall's expression was a little pale. She was really scared just now. She was not only worried about Ino's safety, but also worried about the students in Hogsmeade.
You must know that there are many students who did not evacuate just now. If the fight really continues in the end...
When she thought about that outcome, she felt uneasy. Moreover, there was still a layer of underlying worry in her heart. Ino might not be a good place to go back to the dormitory now.
And the other side.
After seeing Professor McGonagall's expression, Ino understood.
"Okay! How many days will I stay here? Speaking of which, this is the first time I have been admitted to the campus hospital in four years."
"But I hope this is the last time." Professor McGonagall said seriously.
The conversation between the two did not last long, because Madam Pomfrey had already opened the door and walked into the room.
Unlike before, which was just a tray, this time Madam Pomfrey even pushed a trolley.
The car was not only filled with various bottles and cans, but also many unknown medical equipment.
…
The campus hospital is quiet, but equally quiet is the entire castle.
The four houses of Hogwarts.
At the moment, the four common rooms remained quiet.
Although it was crowded, no one gossiped, and it was truly audible.
Because everyone gathered together and stared at the video mirror brought back from Hogsmeade.
At the beginning of the scene, there is an aerial confrontation between the two, the sky is full of flying snow, the dark clouds covering the sky, and the looming skeleton soldiers in the clouds...
After more than half an hour, we arrived at the last sea of insects that covered the sky, the deafening sound of explosions, and the flaming runes that rivaled the blizzard.
Time passes minute by minute.
The pictures in the film and television mirror refreshed the little wizards' perceptions.
It turns out that magic can be used in this way.
Whether they are young wizards from Muggle families, or pure-blood or mixed-blood wizards, there is only one thought in their minds at the moment. Hogwarts is probably teaching them fake magic.
Turn a match into a needle, make a pineapple dance, float a feather... brew boil potion, even fertilize herbs...
Also seeing the picture were the students from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang.
But both Furong and Crom gave up their thoughts on winning the championship at this moment, and instead set their sights on second place.
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While watching the movie in Hogwarts, many owls also flew to their destinations.
London, Ministry of Magic.
The minister's office on the first floor.
Fudge sat quietly in front of a large desk. On the desk was a two-foot luxury video mirror, and in the screen was a clear close-up of Voldemort's face.
Finally, as Voldemort turned around gracefully, the images in the film and television mirror gradually disappeared.
Although the content was over, Fudge still maintained his original sitting posture, motionless as if he was under a petrification spell.
a long time.
"Hey..." A tired sigh sounded in the office.
Fudge had known about Voldemort's resurrection a week ago. Dumbledore and Barty Sr. visited hand in hand and told the story in detail.
Although he didn't take it seriously at the time, he took corresponding measures.
Not only did they increase the security of Azkaban, but they also contacted some former pure-blood families, such as the Lestrange family, the Malfoy family, and even the Crabbe family...
Be prepared with both hands, defend if you can, and join if you really can't.
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Although it is fully prepared.
But Voldemort suddenly appeared, which really caught him off guard.
Not only did the other party not go to Azkaban to save people, but he also didn't summon the ex-convict old team, and just showed up in Hogsmeade openly.
Thinking of this, Fudge covered his forehead in distress.
If he was given another chance, he would definitely push Old Barty and Dumbledore out as soon as possible, and would never hide it again for fear of turmoil.
But now it's no use, it's too late. It goes without saying that the public will naturally target the Ministry of Magic, and it is he, the Minister, who will bear the brunt of the attack.
A kind of sad helplessness arises spontaneously.
In the quiet office, Fudge looked at the video mirror on the table again.
He loves and hates this new thing.
What he hated was that this thing took such a clear picture of the Dark Lord, but what also made him feel temporarily relieved was the video mirror. Because in the picture, someone successfully resisted the opponent in a frontal battle.
The reputation of the Dark Lord was undoubtedly weakened.
This was just like the role played by Dumbledore in those years, the spiritual pillar of the English magic world.
The difference was that this time it was Swinburne, a younger, more energetic student who had not even graduated, who stopped the Dark Lord.
"I have to go see him... bring the Daily Prophet reporter..." Fudge looked at the video mirror and muttered to himself.
Gradually, Fudge thought of a way to break the deadlock, which was also the method he used when he just took charge of the Ministry of Magic - standing with people's hopes.
At the beginning, he relied on standing next to Dumbledore and borrowed his reputation to successfully complete the transition period of the minister and the subsequent transfer of power.
Now, it is just not a repeat of the past, but a change of target.
...
To be honest, there is no accurate statistics on how fast an owl flies.
But there is no precision, but there is a rough estimate. Depending on the species, the flying speed of owls is always 45-100 kilometers per hour.
From the end of the Hogsmeade incident to now, more than 80% of the owls have completed their messenger tasks in half a day.
The letters and packages that should be delivered have probably reached the recipients by now.
