The Transformers at Hogwarts

Chapter 94 Tears
Just when Allen fell into extreme despair and was seriously considering the possibility of transforming into a red-hot iron to stop Harry's bleeding physically, the sound of music came from nowhere.
Allen thought he was hallucinating at first, but the music got louder and louder.

This voice is illusory, ethereal and mysterious, and it is exciting to listen to.It made the hair on Alan's scalp stand on end and made his heart beat fast.

The music grew louder and louder until Allen felt it vibrate in his chest.

At this moment, flames burst out from the top of the nearest stone pillar.

A crimson bird, the size of a crane, suddenly descended from the sky and played its strange music on the vaulted ceiling.It has a golden tail, as long as a peacock's tail, and a pair of golden claws.

Allen recognized that it was Dumbledore's pet-Phoenix Fox.

Although the timing of its appearance was very coincidental, like the policeman who was late at the crime scene in the movie of the previous life, its arrival still brought infinite hope to Allen.

Fox flew straight towards Allen, and then perched heavily on Allen's shoulder.When it folded its two huge wings, Allen saw that it had a long, sharp golden beak and two shining black eyes.

The big bird stopped singing, and it sat quietly on Alan's shoulder, staring at Alan's nose curiously.
"Hurry up and tell Professor Dumbledore to save Harry, Harry is dying!" Allen felt that the big bird was very heavy, and its small body could hardly support it.

Fox withdrew his gaze from Allen, it jumped to the ground nimbly, approached Harry, put its head on his chest, and then shed big pearly tears
Allen looked at Fox's actions in surprise, and was very puzzled about its behavior. You must know that tears are salty. Does Fox's behavior count as sprinkling salt on Harry's wound?

But the next thing Allen saw was Fox's teardrops glistening on Harry's wound, which soon stopped bleeding and his breathing soon became even.
Allen's hanging heart was finally relieved, and he relaxed all of a sudden. Only then did he feel that he was very tired, and all kinds of feelings flooded into his brain.
He fell powerlessly on the cold ground, panting heavily, his whole body felt very sore, as if he had just finished a marathon, and there seemed to be many large and small wounds on his limbs that were burning. The place where the stone was hit on the back was even more painful.
But soon he heard the scratching of claws on the stony ground - Fawkes was coming towards him.

Allen immediately thought of the miraculous effect of its tears. He looked at Fox expectantly. Fox lowered his head, waited for a long time before he could squeeze out two tears, and then raised his head.
Allen was speechless for a moment, but just these two tears made the wound on Allen's arm heal instantly, and even the pain of other wounds was much relieved, and he felt that his physical strength had recovered a little.
Alan, who had rested for a long time, finally stood up again, and he found that Harry had fallen asleep deeply, and his face was no longer that ashen color.

Allen cast a floating spell on Harry with confidence, and then began to lead Harry back. When he came, the black flames on the road had disappeared without a trace.

Allen was about to take Harry back, but he always felt that he had forgotten something.
Finally, a red light on the ground reminded him that he had forgotten about the Sorcerer's Stone!

He picked up the stone shining red from the ashes left by Professor Quirrell, and the stone shone dreamily under the light of the fire.
Allen remembered the role of the Philosopher's Stone. He wanted to change his financial situation by changing a few pieces of gold for himself, but sadly found that none of the books he had read that recorded the Philosopher's Stone said how to use the Philosopher's Stone to transform gold.
As a result, a red light passed by Allen at this time-it was Fox who snatched the Philosopher's Stone.

Only then did Alan wake up. He didn't regret the Sorcerer's Stone being taken away at all. He knew that the most important thing right now was to take Harry to receive treatment. Although there were Fox's tears, Harry was bleeding today. There are too many.
Allen quickly led Harry, who was floating in mid-air, to the wizard chess room, and met the anxious Hermione, Professor Snape and Professor Dumbledore head-on.

Professor Snape, who used to be hideous in the past, became more handsome in Alan's eyes at this time.

Professor Snape stepped forward to check on Harry's situation, and poured several strange colored potions into Harry.

"I ran into Professor Snape as soon as I returned to the fourth floor. The other professors seemed to have gone to Hogsmeade Village. Professor Dumbledore just appeared suddenly." Hermione whispered to Allen.

But Allen doesn't want to think about it anymore, he just wants to sleep well now.
It was already three o'clock in the morning when Allen lay on the bed again, but this time he was lying on the bed in the school hospital, next to him were Ron and Harry who had fallen into a coma.
Hermione wanted to stay and look after them, but was sent away by Madam Pomfrey.
The white linen sheets made him very at ease. Everything he experienced today made him feel like he was dreaming. He gradually felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.
But he still remembered one thing, he found out his wand, held it tightly in his hand, imagined the scene of Fox crying today, and then fell into a deep sleep
I don't know how long I've been asleep for this sleep. It was already a sunset outside the window. He struggled to get up, but saw a hairy head buried on the head of his bed - it was Hermione.

Allen's struggling movements had awakened Hermione.

"Are you awake? How are you feeling?" said Hermione in surprise.

"I feel pretty good, how are Harry and Ron?" Allen looked at the surrounding beds.

"Ron has fully recovered. He was just called away by Percy. Harry is still in a coma. Madam Pomfrey said that his physical condition is stable." Hermione quickly introduced the current situation.

Then they were interrupted by Allen's stomach growling
Hermione chuckled and brought the food that had been prepared for Alan, and Alan gobbled it up
Alan, who was full of food and drink, lay comfortably on the bed and looked at Hermione. She was peeling an apple with a knife. This was Alan's after-dinner fruit, but she didn't look very skilled.
Hermione felt that Alan's eyes were particularly bright today, with a strange expression, which made her dare not look at Alan, and she became more and more flustered under Alan's gaze.
Finally, Hermione let out an exclamation, her hand was cut by a knife, blood flowed out immediately.
Hermione was about to get up and go to Madam Pomfrey to treat the wound, but Alan grabbed her injured hand, and her face turned red immediately
She was forced to sit back where she was.

Ellen sat up and slowly raised her hands to her eyes.
This is a narrow and slender hand, but plump and white. There are hard calluses left by holding quills on it, but this does not destroy the beauty of this hand at all. The golden sunset shines on this hand through the window. hand, cast a layer of dreamy color on it
But a deep gash on her index finger, which was still slowly oozing blood, made all of this incongruous.
Allen slowly and firmly pulled Hermione's hand to his lips.
Hermione's face turned even redder, and her eyes became flustered, but there was still a hint of expectation faintly, she had a premonition that the plot she had seen on TV before would happen to her.
She involuntarily held her breath and looked at Alan quietly
then
A crystal clear teardrop with the color of the setting sun fell on Hermione's wound
Hermione: ? ? ?
　I wrote the first 2100 words of this chapter in an hour and a half, but the last 300 words took me more than an hour
　　So the next chapter will be a little later!
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