Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Turn it off, as if anyone cares.” Elaine Mouth Hard Road.

“You don't care?” Ivan asked.

“Well, I don't care! ”

“Apart from the Dementors, Azkaban has no one to prepare dragon blood for you, no blood lollipops to serve, and no hot milk to drink every night before bed.” Every word Ivan says, Elaine's face is ugly.

“What do they eat? ”

“I don't know about the other prisoners, but if you go in there, you'll definitely drink troll blood. ”

“Giant monster's blood, anyone else drink that stuff?!” Elaine made a vomiting look and said, "I don't want to go to Azkaban, but you saw how he behaved, he hit me, and he did so much to Harry, didn't you let me watch him do nothing? If it had been the vampire way, that hater would have disappeared by now. ”

“This is Hogwarts, and you should take revenge the way the wizard did.” Evan educated, “Well, you can wait for the school to dispose of him, beat him up when no one else is around, and if you don't, beat him straight to satisfaction. ”

“Is this how the wizard retaliates?” Elaine, look at him, "so simple. ”

“There are more ways for a wizard to retaliate, and if you feel uncomfortable doing so, you can transform him into a rat or something with a deformation technique, and then lock him up with his mother rat.” Ivan said, "There are also many curses, turning him into bat sperm or something, or using magic, believe me, there are a lot of magic drugs that make him hurt, such as...”

Noting that Elaine was looking at herself admirably, Ivan's voice was getting lower and lower, what was he saying to the child!

He was supposed to spread positive energy so Elaine wouldn't be so impulsive, but now...

Evan suddenly feels like he's been with this guy for a long time, and he's getting darker and darker.

Hermione should tell her about the school rules...

Harry woke up just as Evan educated Little Lori Elaine to help her develop the right three perspectives.

He blinked, looked around, found himself lying in an unusually warm and comfortable bed, staring at a chandelier throwing a golden aperture on a hazy ceiling, and looked at it for a long time before realizing where he was.

Yes, he was at the school hospital, with a deep red stripe in the sky indigo outside.

The race must be over by now, and hopes of catching Malfoys are lost.

Harry felt his head sinking, and he raised his hand and touched a big hard bandage, like an Arab turban.

He looked up hard and saw a very familiar freckle-faced redhead on the left.

“Are you all right, Harry, thank you for coming with me.” Ron said grinningly.

“Ron?” Harry said, "Hiss, it hurts. What's wrong with me? ”

“Fractured skull!” Mrs. Pomfrey hurriedly walked and pressed him back on the pillow, "Don't worry, I immediately stitched it up, but you're staying overnight, don't overdo it within a few hours, you're much luckier than the unlucky bastard next to you, he's losing a lot of blood, he's going to be lying here for about a week, are you really just having a Quidditch game?! ”

“Blood loss? Fractured skull?” Harry repeated and remembered what was going on, the damn ball hit his head, the guy intentionally, and he immediately lifted up and sat up alone and said angrily, "I don't want to spend the night here, I want to find McLaggen and kill him. ”

“The guy you want to kill is the bastard I just said, he's lying right next to you, and I advise you not to touch him now, or he dies like this, and you're sure to follow in bad luck.” Mrs. Pomfrey said, resolutely pushing him back to bed, "and you have to stay here tonight, and I'm afraid your injuries are ‘excessive', not just tonight, but until I get you out of the hospital, Potter, or I'll call the principal. ”

She hurried back to the office, and Harry was somewhat strange and angry.

He turned his head towards the side, and the bed was blocked by white curtains, unable to see what was going on inside.

“I hear Elaine did it. She lost a lot of blood. She's horrible, isn't she?” Ron's heart palpitated, explaining, hastily added, "but I think he deserves it. ”

“What the hell is going on?” Harry asks, "And the game, you know how much we lost? ”

“Oh, I know that!” Ron said with regret, "The final score is 320 to 60. ”

“Bravo,” Harry said, turning red in the eyes, "Bravo! It's all McLagan's fault..."

“I told you he looked like a giant monster and couldn't rely on it.” Ron said, "We can wait till he recovers to kick his ass, Ginny. That's what they just said when they got here, and they're not happy either. Only Elaine did it, and the others didn't have time to beat him up. Well, speaking of lessons, we can't do what Elaine did to make him bleed out, but I personally thought it would be interesting to think about using the Prince's spell that drove his toes crazy. ”

Ron's tone of uncontrollable happiness revealed that he was darkly happy that McLaggen had stabbed such a big lounge.

Harry lay there, staring at the aperture on the ceiling, and the newly stitched skull wasn't very painful, it was just a hidden pain under the bandage.

“You can hear the narrative here.” Ron continued, he shook his voice with laughter, "To be honest, I wish Luna would explain later, throwing the ball, haha! ”

Harry couldn't see how much humor was in there, he was still angry about losing the game, and he was a little worried about Elaine, wondering what punishment she was going to get, and what punishment was going to get the students into serious blood loss all over their bodies?

This hasn't happened in Hogwarts before, but whatever the punishment, he feels worthless for Elaine, and it's all McLagan's fault.

After a while, Ron's laughter went down.

“By the way, Ginny was here when you were in a coma.” Paused for a long time, he said.

Harry's imagination immediately sped up, moving away from McLaggen, quickly conceived a scene: Ginny cried at his unconscious body, showing her deep love for him, and Ron blessed them both...

“When did she get back?” He asked, "Try to use an inadvertent tone," where are the others? ”

“Only Ivan and Elaine are not here, and they are said to be waiting for Professor McGonagall's punishment.” Ron said, "Ginny was the longest stayer, she must have cried, and when Hermione, Neville, Colin, Dean and the other players came along, Mrs. Pomfrey kicked them out, and, you know, she wouldn't let so many visitors in. ”

Harry nodded and began to fantasize again, suddenly feeling that the injury wasn't so bad either.