Chapter 1703: ? Sleepwalking episodes

Mrs. Pomfrey checked the black-haired boy again and again, and there was nothing ill except that he seemed to lack sleep.

However, the kind school doctor let him stay in the hospital, filled him with a potion that can make people fall asleep, put a chocolate frog on the bedside to wait for him to wake up to eat, and also signed a sick leave note for him.

"I remember you used to fight endlessly? Why is it better today?"

The middle-aged woman also teased Draco. Normally, both of them are regulars in the school hospital. Today you made my nose hair grow. Tomorrow I will make you bald in a prank confrontation.

But this is the first time I have seen the scene of the two supporting them.

"Hey, long-winded!" Draco flushed, he turned his head away from looking at her, dragged the doctor to find a place where Harry could not hear, and whispered: "The previous thing was before. We are in fourth grade this year. , And more mature, I can never watch my classmate commit suicide."

"You mean suicide?" Madam Pomfrey stopped smiling, her round face showed a serious look, like a falling apple.

Draco turned his head and glanced at Harry lying on the hospital bed in the distance. His face was almost as white as the bed sheet, and he looked asleep at this time: "I suspect that he told me that he wanted to sleep in the black lake. ......"

"Merlin is here!"

The kind woman covered her mouth, she never expected such a thing.

Hogwarts is a school. It is a place that brings happiness and happiness to people. Every child should be here to spend his teenage years carefree.

But it turns out that Harry Potter has been carrying such a heavy burden that he suffers from Muggle depression.

"I have to inform the principal that he has always been concerned about Mr. Porter's problems."

The fat lady opened the window to greet the owl, and was about to send a letter to the principal.

Draco stopped her behavior: "No, the principal cannot be notified about this matter. He is busy with the Top Ten Tournament. Let's call my principal over. Maybe there is a suitable potion to solve Harry's problem. ."

"It makes sense."

Ms. Pomfrey didn't think much. After all, apart from Professor Lockhart in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class who often clamored about how powerful he was refining medicine, Snape was also one of the recognized potions masters in the magic world.

Saying to write a letter is actually just a note. When the owl grabs its paws, **** its wings and flies away.

It didn't take long for Snape to walk into the school hospital with a sullen face.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, Dean. When I saw Harry, he was sitting by the lake and looking at the Potter couple's picture." Draco led the Dean to Harry’s bedside: "But today he is abnormal. Stop quarreling with me, and said very calmly that he wanted to sleep at the bottom of the lake."

Snape took a deep breath and stared at Draco as if he wanted to determine if he was telling the truth, but this time Draco was sure that this was not a new prank.

The potions professor came to the bed, reached out his hand and touched Harry's forehead, then opened his eyes and looked at him. He could see that Harry's eyes were turning fast, which should be dreaming.

Did Voldemort's soul influence him?

Snape was a little skeptical, but quickly ruled out this answer, because Voldemort would never have suicidal wishes.

The former Death Eater had already received the news that Voldemort had stabilized his soul through the flesh and blood of the unicorn. During the summer vacation, he separated a new Horcrux and lodged on the serpent Nagini.

Voldemort himself also temporarily possessed a temporary body through Peter Pettigrew, using some dark magic. He was said to be a **** baby with no ability to move independently.

It's a pity that the Dark Lord was too cautious. Snape didn't find out where he was. Otherwise, he could tell Professor Wilson that the plan to remove the soul fragments from Harry's body could begin.

"You mean he has been looking at the photos? The one from his parents?" the professor asked Draco again.

"Yes...I also looked at the photos, and then I had a guess, but I don't know if I should say it."

Student Jin Mao hesitated. I heard that the dean used to be at the same level as those two. It would be great if he knew some details.

Snape took out a bottle of potion from his robe. There were only a few drops of golden potion in the small bottle. He broke Harry's mouth and dropped a drop in it. Then he stood by the bed and stood solemnly, looking at his expression Thought he was attending the farewell ceremony of the remains.

After seeing Harry calm down in his dream, Snape glanced at Draco: "That's not something you should know. Don't ask or talk about it."

"Okay, professor." Draco stopped mentioning it immediately, even the gossip on his face was gone.

Snape patted Draco on the back, turned and left: "You did a good job and learned to care about your classmates. Although you care about a waste, I think your parents will be happy. The nobility is never just because of blood. noble."

"I understand, Dad told me that, the professor, have you seen him recently? I haven't seen him since the Quidditch World Cup." Draco remembered his family, how much he I have heard some rumors that my father and Voldemort have mixed up again.

Snape raised an eyebrow, he didn't know how to tell the kid.

Lucius was indeed busy with the Dark Lord, but it was not the second-generation Dark Lord, but another one.

Both he and himself are deep in the **** and become double agents. This is probably fate.

"He's okay. I saw him. He first talked about business in Diagon Alley, and then went abroad to the United States." Snape made up a lie, obviously, this is better than letting the kid guess.

Speaking of America, Snape suddenly remembered something.

By the way, can Harry's performance like this be Grindelwald's handwriting? Other wizards may not have mastered the "dream art" that is a specialty of Africa, but the demon king is called an encyclopedia of magic, and there is nothing he can't do.

So what is the motivation? Harry didn't have any direct connection with the whole plan, which was not what was said at the beginning.

No matter what, you have to ask yourself, even if Grindelwald and Slade are terrifying and dark.

But Harry is her son~www.NovelMTL.com~ Even if Snape is dead, they can't let them use Harry for brainwashing experiments.

Thinking of this, he was about to turn around and leave, he knew where Grindelwald was now.

But at this moment, Harry, who was still in his dream, seemed to have made an unexpected reaction under the influence of the elixir. Although he was still snoring with his eyes closed, he accurately grasped the professor's hand. , Shouted:

"Severus, sorry!"

The body of Professor Potions trembled suddenly, and Draco saw the Dean blinking quickly, and his mouth was even more narrow, as if suppressing anger.

Draco thought that the dean would break Harry's arm, but he didn't expect Snape to be stiff for a while, then he held the boy's hand and stuffed it back into the quilt, turning around staggeringly:

"Who allowed you to call the professor by name? Not in your dreams, Gryffindor deducts five points!"

　　

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