Harry Potter: The Legend of Demigods

At night, the room in the school hospital was filled with a faint aroma of herbs. Anakin was lying quietly on the bed, as if the whole room was filled with a mysterious atmosphere. During this week's coma, his physical strength gradually improved slightly under the careful care of Madam Pomfrey. The moonlight outside the window shines through the gauze on the bedside, reflecting Anakin's pale face.

Anakin's books were all in the dormitory. Staying in the campus hospital inevitably made him feel a little bored, so he took out his wand and played with it. He turned the wand in his hand, staring at the glimmer of magic, his thoughts wandering in the unknown world. However, he still looked forward to a glimmer of life in his heart and longed for the company of relatives and friends to dispel this loneliness.

I really hope someone can come to accompany me.

By the way, what happened during the time I was unconscious?

Suddenly, there were slight footsteps outside the door, the door was pushed open, and Haisa, Harry, Ron, Hermione and Neville got in together.

"Anakin, you're awake!" Haisa said happily. "We have just finished dinner and Madam Pomfrey finally allowed us to come in to visit you."

"We've been waiting for you to wake up. How are you, are you feeling better?" Hermione's voice was full of concern.

"Much better, just a little boring." Anakin waved towards them, with a humorous smile on his lips. "Look, I feel like I'm getting moldy living here. I don't even know what's going on in the outside world."

Haisha smiled and sat on the bedside, "You have been in coma this week, and the whole school has spread the news. Everyone is worried about you. And you still fell into a coma to protect the school. Don't squeeze yourself like this next time."

Anakin smiled bitterly: "I didn't know, didn't I? I didn't know that my magic power was exhausted by me, otherwise I would definitely protect myself." Anakin also had some regrets. In the original work, he could He has never read anything related to magic power. Although he guessed that magic power has a limit, who knows that the magic power will be used up in two or three hours. It seems that I will have to be more careful next time. Anakin shook his head mockingly. The potion bottle shimmered in his hand, and he picked it up and took a sip.

"Anakin, we found out who Nicolas Flamel is! He is the creator of the Philosopher's Stone!" Harry said suddenly. Anakin was frightened, choked on the potion, and coughed for a while, Haisa He quickly patted his back. Hermione kicked Harry and looked at Neville.

"Cough, cough, what did you say? Nicoléme?" Anakin rubbed his throat and asked while wiping his mouth.

No, they still found it.

Wait a moment......

It seemed like they found out after the Quidditch game that the fire dragon would be coming out in a little while.

"Harry, has anything interesting happened recently? How did you find out about it?" Anakin jumped up from the bed, approached Harry, and asked eagerly.

Harry took out the Chocolate Frog card from his pocket and said excitedly: "Anakin, do you remember that Professor Snape said before that he wanted to be the referee of Quidditch? The game is today, and you just missed it. Really? What a pity. Ron and Neville even beat up Malfoy and the others at that time."

"Yeah, you missed the Quidditch match and our heroic feat of beating up Malfoy!" Ron waved his fist proudly.

"I can testify to this." Haisha smiled sweetly, "I was right there at the time."

Anakin stared at Haisa suspiciously and joked in a humorous tone: "I remember... aren't you from Slytherin? Is it really okay to watch your classmates being beaten? How about... You can transfer to Gryffindor, I think the headmaster will agree." Anakin raised a mischievous smile on his lips, resolving the tense atmosphere in the room.

Haisa chuckled: "Let's forget it. I don't want to be targeted by Professor Snape."

"Harry, what exactly happened with Nico Flamel you mentioned?" Anakin returned to the topic. He wanted to know where the plot had taken place.

Harry took out the magic card in his hand and read the text on it to Anakin: "Albus Dumbledore: Recognized as the greatest wizard of our time, Dumbledore's well-known contributions include: 'Defeating the Dark Knight in 1945' The wizard Grindelwald. Discovered the twelve uses of the fire dragon's blood. He was effective in alchemy with his partner Nico Flamel. Professor Dumbledore loved chamber music and ten-pin bowling. 'See,'" Dumbledore Lido collaborated with Nicolas Flamel on alchemy.

Hermione opened a large book in her hand and began to read aloud: "Nicolas Flamel is the only known maker of the Philosopher's Stone! Ancient alchemy involves the refining of the Philosopher's Stone, which has amazing properties. A magical substance. The Philosopher's Stone can turn any metal into pure gold, and can also create the elixir of life, so that those who drink it will never die."

Harry suddenly lowered his voice to almost a whisper: "Anakin, I also saw Snape threatening Professor Quirrell and asking Professor Quirrell to cooperate with Snape! We believe that only when Quirrell can resist Snape The Philosopher's Stone is safe only when it comes to Nep."

Anakin felt particularly helpless. Who are the Defense Against the Dark Arts professors at Hogwarts?

Since the first grade, there has never been a normal person.

Anakin sighed, everyone pretended not to be a bad guy, but Snape really didn't act like a good guy. Anakin thought for a moment: "Have you ever thought that Quirrell's cowardice and ignorance are all pretended. Snape just wants to get the news faster?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible." Harry retorted: "Professor Quirrell has always been so kind and harmless, how could he be a bad person? Snape, on the other hand, has always been harsh, dressed in black robes, and looked like a big black man. Bat!" Hermione and Ron also expressed doubts, thinking that Quirrell was a victim forced by Snape.

Anakin sighed, he really couldn't take action, otherwise who knows what day Voldemort, who was stuck on the back of Quirrell's head, suddenly decided to give Anakin a shot.

"Okay, whatever you say." Anakin replied helplessly. "Harry, bring me a book from the dormitory later. I'm too bored here alone."

"Anakin, you, but you were admitted to the hospital because you were too tired, why do you want to study again?" Neville was a little unsure and reminded him.

"Yes, I was admitted to the hospital because of fatigue, but this week's rest has already made me feel much better." Anakin smiled, "However, I don't have to read too much, I just read some light books. I just want to find something to do instead of lying here doing nothing all day long. Besides, reading shouldn’t be a big problem for my body.”

"Okay then, I'll find a book for you." Harry agreed and was going to pick up the book from the dormitory.

Ron joked: "Anakin, the ease you talk about is probably different from the ease we have. It's probably on Hermione's level." Hermione got angry and hit him...