Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

Before Harry could think about it, the Golden Snitch appeared in front of him. Harry hurriedly chased after him. Just when he reached out and was about to catch it, the Bludger appeared again and hit his arm directly. He could clearly hear his arm. That crisp sound in there.

His arm is broken!

But he didn't give up, and jumped towards the Snitch, just like the first grade, and caught the Snitch with his other good arm.

"Gryffindor wins!" With Mrs. Hooch's verdict, the game was finally over.

Alvin blasted the crazy Bludger with a purple beam in the stands, and a group of people rushed to check on Harry.

"We have to get him to the infirmary quickly." Ron said as he carried his friend to find Madam Pomfrey.

"It's okay, just leave it to me, kids!" Lockhart suddenly arrived, pushed Ron away, and half-knelt in front of Harry handsomely.

"Don't worry kid, I can cure you with just a little spell." Lockhart smiled confidently.

"No need to bother, I miss Madam Pomfrey very much now, please take me to the infirmary." Harry quickly refused!

"Don't worry, leave it to me, it will be over soon." Lockhart said, regardless of Harry's frightened expression, he took out his wand and pointed it at Harry's arm with a confident expression.

"Fuck! Stop it!" Seeing Lockhart pointing his wand at Harry's arm, Alvin yelled hurriedly!

But it was too late, Lockhart's magic still appeared.

"You idiot, you actually took his bones away! Get out of here!" Hagrid yelled, and without giving Lockhart any face, he pushed him away and carried Harry to the infirmary.

Alvin also hurriedly followed, and Draco was carried forward by Goyle and Crabbe.

In a corner of the Quidditch pitch, an elf wearing a rag was very satisfied with his masterpiece and was about to leave. When he was taking the next step at night, he discovered that a badger appeared behind him out of nowhere.

The badger was still staring at him!

"Sorry, I don't have time to play with you, you...ah!" Dobby looked at Tiedan in horror.

Tiedan was ordered to look for any suspicious persons. He witnessed Dobby reaching out to control the Bludger. He observed it carefully. Wherever the elf's hand pointed, the ball flew to that direction. He would not be wrong. !

Seeing that his master left first, Tiedan decided to teach this guy a lesson first.

Then, in Dobby's frightened expression, which almost made his eyes pop out, Tiedan walked on two legs and stood up!

And the two front paws became more and more like human hands, and the muscles on his body bulged like air. After a moment, a tall muscular half-orc with a flat head appeared in front of Dobby!

You can refer to this person. You are familiar with this person, right? For strangers, you can search for the name Flathead Brother O on Douyin. That O is red.

Tiedan punched Dobby without saying a word, knocking Dobby to the ground with one punch!

Tiedan didn't understand the reason, he only knew that this guy had injured his master's friend!

So, accept the sanctions of Iron Fist!

Dobby: Let me explain! (??beneficial?)

"Yue~ What is this, it tastes so bad!" Harry spat out the bone spirit in his mouth with a look of discomfort on his face.

"Of course, otherwise you think this is pumpkin juice! Drink it now. I can heal the injury in one go, but now you will have to lie here for a week."

Madam Pomfrey complained and filled Harry's glass of Bone Spirit again, and told Harry not to vomit, otherwise he would have to live with one hand for the rest of his life.

After saying that, Harry was left alone staring at the cup and struggling with his thoughts.

"Drink quickly, or your bones won't grow back." Hermione advised kindly from the side.

"I think after you taste this, you will be like me." Harry looked at Hermione with a bitter look on his face.

In the next hospital bed, Draco was still groaning as his tailbone was cracked by a big buttock. Although the injury wasn't serious, it was really painful.

"To be honest, I really didn't expect you to save Harry and give up victory." Ivan held two small bottles of potion and chatted with Draco while preparing it.

There are several small bottles on the table next to the hospital bed, each containing potions of different colors. Ivan is carefully mixing them in proportion.

"You should have seen that there was something wrong with that ball. I wanted to win fair and square, and not be said to have won the Savior because of a fluke."

Draco lay on the bed, groaning in pain while expressing his pride.

"Praise for your pride, then drink it, stop moaning." Ivan dropped the last potion into the beaker in his hand, and a cloud of pink smoke came out. He smelled it, and it tasted just right! It's ready to drink.

"What is this? Isn't it poisonous?" Draco looked at the cup of pink liquid in his hand and said.

"Oh~ Such a strong smell of garlic! It's hard to imagine that this smell has such a lovely color." Draco smelled it and suddenly showed a look of disgust.

"Garlic is good for your health. Drink it quickly. It won't hurt anymore. This is an analgesic I just researched." Ivan urged Draco to stop talking nonsense. He made another bottle for the guy next door who had his bones removed. The unlucky guy.

Draco raised his eyebrows and drank the potion in one gulp. It was okay. It didn't smell like garlic when he drank it. The potion felt like drinking a bottle of mint juice, which was refreshing.

The cool medicinal power quickly traveled down his stomach to his tailbone. The cool feeling soon swallowed up the pain, and the effect was very rapid.

"Ah~~"("▔□▔)~

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!" Ivan's goosebumps rose from Draco's irritating moan.

Draco rolled his eyes and didn't look at Alvin.

After mixing another bottle of painkillers, Alvin opened the curtain and saw Harry still meditating on the cup of Bone Spirit.

"You drink, they are raising fish there!"

Harry:…

"I think I..." Harry wanted to struggle again, but before he could finish his words, Alvin snatched the cup away.

"You think you are stupid, drink it quickly, what nonsense." Ivan pinched Harry's mouth and drank the bone spirit directly to him.

"Ugh~"Σ(???)

"Oh my god, which evil guy made the bone spirit? Why don't you make it taste better!" Harry complained in despair.

Drinking Sheng Gu Ling feels like it is burning in your mouth and burning down your throat.

"Bone Spirit, that was made by your ancestors." Ai Wen told this filial son seriously.

Harry: "...just pretend I didn't say it."

"I feel like I've tricked your taste buds and you're starting to worry about the taste. Drink this by the way, otherwise you won't feel well tonight."

Alvin complained and handed Harry the painkillers.

Perhaps because he had already drank the Bone Spirit, Harry didn't think this drink could be that bad, so he took a sip without thinking.

"Ah~~"("▔□▔)~

"Why are you making such a fuss! I have a bottle of medicine left for you. If it hurts, drink it. If it doesn't hurt, just keep it."

Let the wounded have a good rest. Madam Pomfrey drove the others out. Anyway, they were fine. After wishing them a speedy recovery, everyone left.

"Um, thank you~" After the infirmary was quiet for a moment, Harry said thank you to Draco next door.

"Hey, come on! I just want to win the game head-on. You should have heard the conversation between Ivan and I."

"But thank you for saving my nose."

"Hmph~ It's good that you know. I'm leaving first. The medicine Ivan gave is really effective." Draco snorted proudly, stood up and left the infirmary without looking back.

Harry chuckled.

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