Alchemy professor at Hogwarts

Chapter 156

"This is quite valuable information." Hardy pulled back his thoughts and rubbed the space between his brows.

If there is a source of disaster that the British wizarding world fears today, it must be Voldemort's comeback.

Although last year, Harry Potter relied on his own particularity to destroy Professor Quirrell who was parasitized by Voldemort.

But Voldemort was also missing, and hid again.

Could it be that Voldemort was hiding in the forests of Albania?
If this matter is true, then the black hand behind the attack by the giant and the sneak attack is also very likely to be the other party.

The purpose?
"Maybe... just like Professor Quirrell," Hardy quickly figured everything out, "That's right."

Weak Voldemort needs a body capable of parasitism.

He was wounded so badly by Harry Potter that he lost his body and most of his magic.

He can only hide in the forest of Albania, hoping to get a new body to make a comeback.

"Hadi, I have to ask you something." As soon as Helena finished speaking, the figures of the two of them suddenly disappeared in the Room of Requirement.

After half a minute.

In a private hospital in London, Helena and Hardy appeared in a ward.

There were eight beds in the ward, which seemed quite crowded, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

Outside the room, a fierce quarrel is erupting.

"Doctor, you must save her!"

"Oh God, I've saved seven kids from the scythe of death, now you should think about punishing that drunk truck driver!"

"But there's Carol! She's going to have her eleventh birthday soon, and it shouldn't be like this."

"Okay, okay, her brain is not fully developed, am I right? Such a poor person, the most injured in this car accident, I mean, unless God comes, she can't live .”

"Nurse Bella! Take the director of the orphanage to pay the bill! Our hospital is not a charity!"

"Oh, don't cry, my God, it's so bad..."

Outside the room, the sound of footsteps faded away, followed by the cry of a woman.

Hardy followed Helena's soul to a hospital bed in the corner.

A thin girl who looked somewhat similar to Helena was lying on the hospital bed covered in blood.

"What do you need me to do, Helena?" Hardy looked at the electrocardiogram machine next to the hospital bed, and the picture on it was almost approaching a straight horizontal line.

Gently holding Carol's hand, Helena said softly: "Mother told me that the more complete the soul, the more fragile it is, and the shorter the time it can exist independently."

"I want to save this girl, and I also want to save myself." She touched the little girl's cheek pityingly, and then looked at Hardy, "Maybe in the future, I will have a new name."

Helena held Carol's hand tightly, and her body began to burst into a blazing light.

Wisps of white light began to sink into Carol's thin body, and the electrocardiogram at the side had new ups and downs.

"If possible, after two months, I hope you can pick me up and report to Hogwarts. That will be my new start."

"Oh, so it is, of course, I promise."

Seeing that Helena's soul completely melted into Carol's body, Hardy responded softly, "Hogwarts welcomes you."

Outside the room, hurried footsteps sounded.

Hardy broke free from the mood of saying goodbye, raised his wand and cast the Disillusionment Charm on himself.

The mottled door was pushed open, and a 40-year-old fat woman came to Carol's hospital bed with a haggard look, "Poor child."

Her eyes were red, and she was trying to suppress the crying in her throat, but after seeing the picture on the EKG machine, she immediately screamed.

"Doctor! Dr. Jakov!"

Soon, a short bearded man came in cursing, "What's wrong? What happened again?"

He was wearing a white coat, with annoyance on his face, "Don't tell me there are other children who can't make it through, that's not my responsibility!"

"Doctor Garkov! Look, look at this!"

The voice of the director of the orphanage trembled, and he excitedly held Carol's slowly warming hands.

"What's wrong? What's so good about an EKG machine—oh—god—"

Amid the incredible shock of the doctor and the tears of joy from the director of the orphanage, Hardy silently left the ward.

Watching more and more doctors and nurses pouring into the ward, Dumbledore apparated and walked over in the flickering corridor.

"Haddy, the Room of Requirement has disappeared." Dumbledore said, turning his head to look at Carol's ward, as if he understood something.

"Principal Dumbledore, there is another Hogwarts first-year student here."

"Ah, I suppose you'd be very happy to pick her up in two months' time, wouldn't you?" said Dumbledore.

Hardy nodded, "Yes, I promised her."

In the ward, a large group of people were surrounding the little girl who had just woken up, exclaiming repeatedly.

……

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Bright sunshine, whirling tree shadows.

On the campus of the University of Manchester, a well-dressed young man was strolling along the boulevard.

On the bench chair in the distance, two blond female students noticed each other and were holding books and whispering.

"Why have you never seen him? Which college is it from?"

"Hmm... elegant temperament, maybe someone who studied painting, or architectural design."

The two blond female students looked at each other and shouted in unison, "Don't fight me!"

In the next second, they were all surprised by the reaction of the two of them just now.

One of the taller female students suggested: "How about flipping a coin? I want heads."

"Okay, let's see who God is more willing to give a chance." The slightly shorter female student spread her hands helplessly.

A fivep coin was tossed high before landing on the back of the tall schoolboy's hand.

The answer is revealed and the 5p coin comes up heads.

"Ah, good luck!" The tall female student stood up from the bench and brushed her hair.

She winked at the other party, "If everything goes well, I won't go back to the dormitory to rest tonight."

"Oh—indulgent guy—God will punish you sooner or later—" The short schoolboy glared at each other, but the latter dismissed it.

"The most important thing in life is to enjoy." The tall female student waved his hand, turned around and chased after the young people on the boulevard.

The breeze blew gently, and the leaves rustled.

Hardy was looking at the campus buildings of the University of Manchester leisurely with his hands behind his back.

Observing works of art has always been able to provide him with a steady stream of inspiration for making new alchemy products.

For example, one thing that is about to start, making a new magic wand, and completing the chant refinement.

He had quite a few ideas in his head.

(End of this chapter)