The Fake Dark Wizard of Hogwarts

I don't know why, but lately Lockhart has been reading silly stories from his books during his lectures, and Ole has been waiting for him to bring a cage of magical animals over his own power every day, and then watch him get beaten up.

It's a pity that Ole didn't wait for this wonderful scene. After Ole asked Harry, he found out that he had already performed once in their class and seemed to have a psychological shadow.

Since he couldn't see Lockhart making a fool of himself, Ole didn't intend to continue to listen to his class seriously. After all, telling stories can also make people sleepy.

"Ole, wake up."

Hermione's hand slapped Ole on the head, causing Ole to wake up.

"Hermione...what's wrong?"

Ole had sleepy eyes and his voice was weak.

"Don't sleep! Come with us to watch the match between Harry and Slytherin. After all, you are also a Slytherin student. Why are you so indifferent to your own house's Quidditch?"

Hearing Hermione's words, Ole curled his lips, and then he was carried to the Quidditch pitch by Hermione and Ron.

"What are you two doing? Don't I just want to lie down and sleep?"

As soon as Ole fully opened his eyes, he heard the whistle sound. At this time, Ole also completely woke up. Thinking of Harry being stabbed in the back by Dobby, Ole could only mourn for him.

In the sky, Ole saw Harry being chased by a Bludger, which seemed to be determined not to stop until it knocked Harry down.

"Hermione, Ron, look! What is that?"

Hermione, who was staring at the sky, couldn't close her jaw, and said in horror: "What's going on with that Bludger? Is it chasing Harry?"

Ron next to him was even more surprised. He had never seen a Bludger that could chase and intercept the Seeker.

"I feel Harry may be in danger!"

Ron grabbed Ole's arm and begged him to help Harry, at least not to let him fall to death.

"Ron, I won't let Harry fall to death, and under the protection of Hogwarts, it will be difficult for him to fall to death..."

Suddenly there was an exclamation from the crowd. Ole's floating spell only dragged Harry's legs, but his arm still hit the stands. Judging from the grinning look on his face, the injury should not be serious.

When Hermione and Ron saw this, they ran directly from the stands. Ole wanted to take a break, but suddenly remembered that Harry might be killed by Lockhart, so he ran down with them.

Hermione ran over anxiously and said, "Harry! Are you okay?"

Harry was holding his right hand, his face was bruised from the pain, and he was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. Ron was just about to carry Harry to the infirmary when he was interrupted by a voice.

"Wait a minute, I can spell the broken bones, let me do it, kid."

Hearing Lockhart's voice, the expression on Harry's face was distorted, and he shouted: "Don't, don't come here!"

Lockhart didn't care so much and simply ignored Harry's words. After showing off to the little lions of Gryffindor, he began to cast spells on Harry.

"Ouch!" Harry howled in pain, then tilted his head and fainted.

"Uh...it doesn't matter. The bones should have been connected. Hermione and Ron, just take him to the infirmary and let Madam Pomfrey correct it."

When Ole, who had just ran over, saw Harry's hand, he already knew that he was late. What a poor kid.

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In the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry who fainted and said, "Lockhart didn't take his hand at all, but directly took away his bones. Next time something like this comes to me directly, don't let that happen." You idiot is increasing my workload!”

Then Madam Pomfrey fed Harry a mouthful of bone spirit, and then drove the three Oles out.

"Oh my god, did you see it? That Lockhart actually took away Harry's bones. I dare say he must be a fool!"

After hearing Ron's words, Hermione seemed to want to refute, but she couldn't find any point to refute.

"But...maybe it's just that he's not good at medical magic?"

Ole's eyes were fixed on Hermione, which made Hermione feel a little embarrassed and said, "Okay, he may not really be that omnipotent, but there are many people who are perfect."

Ron and Ole didn't speak, but looked at each other, and both sides saw the helplessness in their eyes.

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After Harry woke up, he slowly supported his body and slid upward, picked up the glasses on the cabinet, and put them on his face.

The bones in my right hand haven't grown back yet, but the pain has subsided a lot.

Suddenly, a creature with bat ears and a worn pillowcase suddenly appeared in front of Harry's eyes.

"Dobby? Why are you here?"

With tears flowing in Dobby's eyes, he said: "I'm sorry, Dobby didn't mean to harm you. If your friend hadn't saved you with the levitating spell..."

Dobby did not continue, but Harry already understood that it was him who caused the Bludger.

"Why are you doing this?"

Harry's attitude was calm, but his tone was cold.

"Dobby just doesn't want Harry Potter to stay in Hogwarts. Harry Potter will be in danger if he continues to stay here!"

Dobby just repeated these words and hit his head with the candlestick over and over again, and the tears in his eyes couldn't stop flowing down.

"No one wants to harm me here! Hogwarts is my home, and I can't leave!"

Harry couldn't help it at this time, and the roaring voice directly attracted Madam Pomfrey over, frightening Dobby and disappearing directly.

"Mr. Potter! I think your arm is not healed yet. If you continue to make loud noises in the infirmary, please get out!"

After finishing speaking, Madam Pomfrey angrily walked out of the door, leaving only the miserable Harry lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Suddenly, a bone-gnawing pain came from Harry's right hand, as if countless ants were biting his arm. The pain made Harry faint again.

But before he fainted, Harry thought to himself: "Am I not the savior? Why am I so unlucky!"

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Due to recent health problems, the author's update time has been relatively low. However, adjustments are being made and normal updates are expected to resume tomorrow.