i invent at hogwarts

Chapter 72 The Day After Defeating Voldemort

Hermione trotted over with a look of surprise, leaving behind Ron and Malfoy who were concentrating on arguing.

The two fighting cocks still heard Hermione's voice, only to realize that Rigg and the others had come out.

Ron also ran over in surprise and stood with his good brother.

Little Malfoy relied on his status and refused to run as fast as Ron.

Otherwise, it seemed that he was as worried about Rigg as Harry was.

Only the quickened pace in the last few steps can be seen a little bit of his careful thinking.

By the time Malfoy walked over slowly, the group of four had been together for a long time.

Hermione, who was the first to arrive, checked Rieger nervously and said, "Thank goodness you and Harry are fine."

Hermione stood on tiptoes and hugged Rigg tightly, and she buried her head in Rigg's chest so that no one else could see her cry.

Rieg felt that the wizard robe on his chest was wet.

His hand hesitated in the air for a long time, and finally stroked Hermione's long brown hair and patted her on the back.

Harry and Ron, who were bragging loudly, were taken aback, opened their mouths and looked at each other.

They hurried to comfort Hermione who suddenly collapsed.

Harry was also just a little bruised and spooked.

This was much better than what Hermione had imagined when she was on the road.

Hermione was really scared when she ran to inform the professor.

I fell down several times along the way and didn't dare to stop to look at it. I kept urging Ron to hurry up and hurry up.

Hermione's bruises and scratches were worse than Harry's, and now her palms were bloodshot.

She was afraid Rigg and Harry would be hurt in their absence.

Missing arms and legs is fine, in case of any permanent magic damage, Hermione shivered.

Hermione, who finally recovered from crying for a while, huddled in Rigg's arms and didn't want to come out.

What a disgrace to her!
Hermione's ears were red, and she just wanted to punch herself twice.

Harry, who met with his best friends, suddenly felt better.

After almost falling into the pit, he didn't dare to doze off.

I kept pinching my hand secretly to refresh myself, but it didn't help.

As sleepy as he should be, his eyelids drooped.

Rigg was also afraid that Harry would go into the ditch again because of his sleepiness, so he thought about it for a long time before saying a word to Harry.

"Voldemort."

Harry woke up suddenly, and looked at Rigg accusingly.

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After that, Harry really didn't feel sleepy anymore, and he began to worry about his life again.

A villain who could come after him and kill his entire family, and Harry wasn't afraid to judge him with the worst malice.

After being defeated suddenly by a little baby for some reason, could this big villain let him go?
Harry didn't think it was such a good thing.

The group of four muttered there, and Professor McGonagall was happy to let them communicate.

The little wizard was already in the stage of magic power development, and it was easy to have magic riots after being frightened.

It's best to talk more with friends to calm down.

Malfoy, who confirmed that the two idiots were all right, said hello to Professor McGonagall and walked away.

Professor McGonagall raised his eyebrows secretly, and had a new understanding of the relationship between these people.

Giving Rigg and the others a little time to chat, Professor McGonagall saw that it was getting late, so he took Rigg and the others back to the Gryffindor lounge.

Harry had expected himself to be worried about Voldemort for as long as he had been on the road.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched the pillow, his eyelids were tightly glued together, and he fell asleep in a second.

Rigg made plans for tomorrow and closed his eyes to sleep peacefully.

In a trance, a blanket was gently placed on him, dispelling the chill of the night.

A night without dreams.

In the early morning of the next day, Rigg and the others hadn't woken up yet.

Neville's surprise shout came from outside the door, and the voice became clearer and closer to their dormitory.

Finally, with a bang, the bedroom door was knocked open.

Rigg rolled over, and Harry grumbled in pain.

Ron yelled in a mosquito voice: "Please, we went to the Forbidden Forest yesterday. Be quiet and let's sleep for a while."

He thought he was roaring, but in fact the voice was inaudible, that is, the bedroom was very quiet and could only be heard.

Neville apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you guys to wake up yet. It's time for Defense Against the Dark Arts class..."

Before Neville could finish speaking, Rigton got up immediately.

"Too bad, I forgot I have class today. Get up, get up, Hermione may have been waiting for us downstairs for a long time!"

Anxiously, Rig jumped up and got out of bed, and Harry and Ron's bed curtain was pulled aside by him.

Harry rubbed the soft feather pillow reluctantly for the last time, opened his eyes, put on his slippers and got out of bed to wash up.

Ron sat on the edge of the bed in a daze.

He didn't sleep well last night, dreaming that he was fighting Voldemort.

But he didn't know any spells, and was swallowed by Voldemort.

Anxious and regretful that he didn't study hard, he cried bitterly in Voldemort's stomach.

When I woke up today, the tears from the night flowed onto the pillow, and his pillow was still wet today.

Neville looked and looked again and again, hesitatingly finished the sentence, "But Professor Quirrell has asked for leave, and Professor McGonagall just informed us that we will rest today and we can move around freely."

The trio who got up immediately and began to wash looked at Neville in disbelief.

There is such a good thing?
The four looked at each other, and Neville nodded firmly.

"Professor McGonagall came and said in person, saying let us have a good rest, I saw it with my own eyes."

Rigg and the others cheered, and Harry threw himself back into the warm blanket.

Rigg brushed his teeth as he recalled yesterday's plans.

With the last breath, Rigg called, "Harry, Ron, don't go to sleep."

Harry and Ron, who were lying in a daze on the bed, turned themselves lazily.

"What's the matter? Come back and lie down for a while, it's so comfortable to stay in bed."

Harry urged Rigg to try his new pillow too.

This is what he saw in the newspaper two days ago, and found that the wizard actually advertised in the newspaper, and then the owl could directly deliver the package by air. He was very surprised, and immediately ordered a big pillow that looked soft.

Rigg looked up and saw that Neville had gone out again.

Then I whispered to Harry and the others: "I heard Madam Pomfrey and the others say that the injured unicorn will be sent to the medical room, don't you want to go and have a look?"

Harry began to hesitate, and Ron's eyes widened, "You saw unicorns yesterday, why didn't you talk about it carefully?"

"Let's go, let's go and see the unicorn we saved."

Rigg pulled Harry and Ron up one by one.

Wait until they come to the downstairs lounge.

Sure enough, Hermione was already sitting where she always sat reading a book.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Hermione looked up and found that it was Harry and the others, her eyes lit up.

"Let's go to the library today. Professor McGonagall said Defense Against the Dark Arts is cancelled. The final exam is coming soon."

Hermione started babbling about how much of her review plan was still unfinished, and the little wizard playing cards next to her looked at each other, unable to continue playing cards.

Harry and Ron gasped, Hermione's "go to the library" was really going to the library for a whole day.

Hearing the rustle of her notes and flipping the pages of the book all day long, Harry began to worry about his grades instead of anxiety.

Not Ron, he never worried about grades.

Long live the pass, one more point wasted!
Rigg shook his head and told Hermione about the poor unicorn.

"Oh, well, that should go and see."

Hermione thought for a while, then put down the book, and prepared to go to see unicorns with Rigg and the others.

That was a unicorn, and Hermione hadn't seen a live, moving unicorn yet.

Harry and Ron breathed a sigh of relief, quickly pulled Hermione and ran away.

Fearing that it would be a second late, Hermione regretted it and wanted to review it.

Rigg laughed and followed them.

The Hogwarts infirmary is actually the school hospital.Madam Pomfrey, the therapist, usually works on the second floor of the castle, next to the school hospital, in a huge office full of materials.

The school hospital is also on the second floor of the castle, where simple medical services can be provided.

Generally speaking, Madam Pomfrey can cure most common magical injuries and diseases.

Even if there is no way to deal with it temporarily, it can be transferred to St. Mungo's Magic Hospital for treatment.

But this time the unicorn was too badly injured, and Madam Pomfrey was worried that he would die of excessive blood loss if he could not hold on to St. Mungo.

And St. Mungo's current therapists are basically her former classmates, just think about what those people were like in school.

Madam Pomfrey vowed to have a good rest and never get sick, and if she got sick, she could heal herself and heal herself.

This time the unicorn's condition was a bit beyond her ability, Madam Pomfrey sent a letter overnight to the best therapist she knew.

Hope to get help from Stephanie Day.

They are Slytherin classmates in the same class, their dormitories are very close, and they often act together.

If there is any healer in this world that Madam Pomfrey trusts, it must be Stephanie.

Stephanie, who was still sleeping in Day's old house, was awakened by the sound of an owl's claws beating on the window.

Nigel is not in the old house recently.

I have to ask Dean to apply for a Pensieve, and I have to discuss with the clansmen the joint plan with the Savior. He is exhausted, and usually sleeps directly in the Wenrenju.

Putting on her nightgown, she stood up and walked to the window.

The moonlight was still bright tonight, and Stephanie took the letter.

She stepped aside to let the owl come in to rest, and read the letter carefully in the moonlight.

The contact of her long-lost good friend made her very happy, and Pomfrey's praise of her healing ability also moved her.

After marrying into the Dai family, she was busy with family affairs. Only occasionally when she passed by the study room with four large bookcases, would she think of her time at Hogwarts.

And the days when I tried my best for my dream of being a therapist.

Although she gave up the chance to enter St. Mungo's helplessly and unwillingly because of family arrangements, her previous knowledge has not been forgotten.

Stephanie has always been a top student with excellent grades.

Ever since Rieger met Hermione, he had always wanted to introduce Hermione to her.

Presumably these two people will have a common language.

After reading the letter, Stephanie hurriedly wrote a reply letter agreeing to the invitation and went to the study to search for information.

The advantages of the pure blood family can be clearly seen at this moment.

The combination of two pure-blood families will only deepen their heritage.

After a while, Stephanie found the out-of-print books and materials in the study that Madam Pomfrey hadn't found in Hogwarts, and began to study them carefully.

Hogwarts Castle is always empty in the early morning.

Like a thousand ducks chattering around, the little wizard only quiets down when he is in class.

Rigg and the others hurried to the school hospital.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I found a row of white curtains hanging to block the students.

Hearing the sound of chaotic footsteps again, Madam Pomfrey shouted angrily: "Don't come in, the school hospital is closed today."

While speaking, Madam Pomfrey turned out from inside, her forehead was covered with drops of sweat.

"What's the matter with you little wizards, are there no classes right now?"

As soon as Madam Pomfrey lifted the curtain, she asked, "Tell me, what's the matter, what are the symptoms?"

"Oh, so it's you."

Seeing that it was Rigg and Harry who had met in the early morning, Madam Pomfrey's irritable voice softened a little.

She nodded, and helped Lige and the others raise the curtain, "You are here to see the unicorn, come in. Watch your steps."

Rigg and the others tiptoed into this white world lightly.

The decoration of the school hospital is white, from the walls to the sheets are all white.

Once they came in, Rigg and the others were quiet.

When Madam Pomfrey led them around a corner and bypassed the empty hospital bed, Rigg's eyes widened in surprise: "Mom, why are you here?"

Stephanie, who was pressing the unicorn expressionlessly, raised her face, her face was covered with blood from the unicorn's struggle.

"Rig, why are you here?"

Stephanie was also very surprised, she didn't expect to see her son, whom she hadn't seen for a semester, here.

Everyone present was stunned for a moment, and no one expected such a coincidence.

The rescuer Madam Pomfrey invited was the mother of the little wizard who saved the unicorn.

Rigg hurriedly explained the situation to Stephanie.

Stephanie smiled proudly after hearing this, as expected of her son.

While laughing, Stephanie pressed the unicorn's hand even harder, and she yelled at Pomfrey: "I've already pressed it, hurry up and pour the medicine."

He lowered his head and threatened the unicorn in a sad manner: "I told you before, don't move around, if you move again, I will make you unable to move for the rest of your life."

The unicorn's round eyes were filled with tears.

He seems to have entered the tiger's den from the wolf's den, why is this pure-looking woman so fierce.

He did not resist when the two wizards approached him because of the pure heart, the kindness and love from the heart.

After he understood that he was helping him, the unicorn became more obedient, raising his legs when asked to raise his legs, and closing his eyes when asked to close his eyes.

Who knows, the good days are only for such a short time.

When the spell rescue is over, it's time for the final blood replenishment process, and the nightmare comes.

Madam Pomfrey was overjoyed when she heard Stephanie's shout, and hurried into the inner room to bring out the freshly brewed potion.

This is the blood tonic prepared by Snape in advance. It may not taste very good, but its effect is far superior to that of ordinary blood tonics on the market.

The damn unicorn smashed the first bowl of potion just after taking a sip, and kept struggling.

He still has 7 bowls of blood tonic to drink.

Madam Pomfrey didn't know what he had to resist.

Isn't it normal that good medicine is bitter, but good medicine is hard to drink?
Madam Pomfrey, who accidentally sniffed the potion, immediately retched a few times.

"Come, Dalang, drink the medicine."

Rigg took the potion from Madam Pomfrey who kept retching, and opened the unicorn's mouth holding his breath.

In the eyes of the unicorn, the earthy, bubbling potion was getting closer and closer to him...

No----

　Seeking recommendation tickets and monthly tickets for ball reading———

　　Recently, I wake up at 6 o'clock in the morning to code words, and I feel that my body is healthy. . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)