Hogwarts: Don’t panic, Old Deng, I won’t be the Dark Lord

Sisley was destroying the armor in front of him like crazy. He kicked his ankles with his feet, which caused a stinging pain. He hit them with his fists, which were bloody and bloody. Finally, a divine blade of light appeared in his hands, and he went crazy. He also rowed towards the armor.

"Yeah! Yeah! Uh! I... Minato! Hiss~"

Hermione, who had just walked out of Myrtle's bathroom and learned that Harry had entered the infirmary and was about to visit, was holding a large book of "Powerful Potions" alone. When she heard the strange noise here, she curiously poked her head over and looked. Sisley was like a madman and was frightened to death.

"Sisley! Why are you crazy?" Hermione ran over quickly, hugged Sisley from behind, and dragged Sisley away with all her strength.

Sisley relaxed his body dejectedly, waved his hands gently, and his bloody hands recovered in the blink of an eye.

"Shall I take you to the infirmary, or go to Dumbledore?" Hermione looked at Sisley worriedly, thought about the distance between the two, and decisively pulled Sisley towards the infirmary.

"I'm fine, really." Sisley calmed down and pulled his hand out forcefully and said.

"Well... let's go find Madam Pomfrey. Maybe it's your curse?" Hermione said, dragging Sisley towards the infirmary without any explanation.

"Madam Pomfrey probably doesn't understand curses." Sisley was dragged towards the infirmary.

"You can ask Madam Pomfrey to call Dumbledore over then," Hermione said.

"Okay..." Sisley rolled his eyes helplessly and walked towards the infirmary.

dong dong dong...

"Please come in."

Hermione gently opened the door, greeted Madam Pomfrey in a low voice and said, "Mrs. Pomfrey, I want you to check Sisley to see if there is any curse on him?"

He said and dragged Sisley in.

Madam Pomfrey nodded, took out her wand and tapped Sisley, then shook her head and said: "It's not a curse, but I can see that he is not in good spirits now. It's best to drink a glass of life and death water here." Get some sleep."

"Is it okay for you to be here?" Hermione asked, looking at Sisley.

Sisley rolled his eyes and nodded.

"Um...Mrs. Pomfrey, can you call Principal Dumbledore over?" Hermione asked again.

"That's not necessary. He is here now and asked me to repair his teeth because he ate too many sweets." After saying that, he waved his hands and the three of them walked towards the patient's ward inside.

Dumbledore was seen lying on a recliner, holding a mirror and looking at his newly restored teeth, looking very satisfied.

"Albus, come and see this child." Madam Pomfrey greeted.

Dumbledore turned his head and glanced this way, and Sisley also opened his eyes and looked at Dumbledore, saying very meaningfully: "Look, she is like this, as if I lied to you."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows and said to Madam Pomfrey: "There is nothing wrong with this child, he is just in a bad mood."

"That's good, I'll find him a soothing potion." Madam Pomfrey said and walked out of the ward.

After Dumbledore left, Sisley was immediately pinned down on the hospital bed by Hermione. He rolled his eyes helplessly and picked up a magazine "Medical Potions Encyclopedia" on the bedside table.

Sisley kept flipping through the magazine when he suddenly heard a tentative voice next door.

"Sisley?"

Seeing this, Sisley waved his hand and opened the curtain blocking the two hospital beds. He saw Harry lying limply on the hospital bed, and Sisley and Sisley looked a little surprised.

"Hoo? Where's Ron?" Sisley got out of bed and waved his wand, sharing a double room with Harry.

Hermione stamped her feet in annoyance at this, but still followed.

"He went to the auditorium to bring me food. Are you hungry? Let's eat together later? He said he would also bring a supper, which should be enough." Harry said excitedly when he saw the patient. .

"Um...how is your arm?" Sisley asked again.

"I can move now, but it will take another night to fully recover," Harry said.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, and Hermione sighed, opened the curtain and waved to Madam Pomfrey.

Madam Pomfrey opened the curtain and looked at the two people in a ward and reminded: "It is not a good choice for you to be in the same ward. Mr. Potter will experience growing pains all night tonight, which may affect your health." Sleep, Mr. Thorne."

"It's okay, I can use magic." Sisley said nonchalantly.

"Okay then, drink this potion." Madam Pomfrey said as she handed over a bottle of potion.

Sisley nodded, took the potion, raised his head and drank it in one gulp, then covered his throat and coughed uncontrollably.

"Ahem! Ahem! Uh... Madam Pomfrey, the soothing potion doesn't taste like this..." Sisley now understood what Professor McGonagall said at that time: "Add some to your potion." The true meaning of material].

"Good medicine tastes bitter but is good for the sick. Don't be so picky." Madam Pomfrey felt obviously happier when she saw Sisley like this, and she walked away more briskly.

"Huh huh huh~~" Sisley rubbed his throat, and the burning feeling had long since disappeared.

"In a good mood?" Harry said with a raised eyebrow.

Sisley nodded and said: "The soothing potion works well."

Hermione seemed to have discovered a bright spot, stretched out her sinful little hand and pinched Sisley's cheek.

"What?" Sisley looked back at Hermione and asked.

"Nothing. Are you comfortable lying on the bed in your wizard robe? Do you want to change into a hospital gown?" Hermione asked with a smile.

Sisley said helplessly: "My temper has become better now, not my IQ has become lower."

Hermione felt embarrassed, waved her hands and said, "I don't mean anything else. I'm avoiding it. Harry is a boy. You can change it yourself." After saying that, she walked out of the ward and thoughtfully closed the curtain.

Although Sisley was not sure whether Hermione really had other thoughts, at least she was right. It was really uncomfortable to lie on the bed wearing a wizard's robe. In the end, she took it off and put on a blue and white striped pajamas. hospital gown.

"I've changed." Sisley shouted towards the curtain.

Not long after, Hermione walked in and helped fold Sisley's wizard robes and put them in the drawer. Then she held Sisley's shoulders and let him sit on the bed and chat with Harry, while she knelt down and sat on Sisley's side. Behind him, he took out a small rubber band and a small comb and began to comb Sisley's hair.

"Hermione, are you..." Harry looked at the busy Hermione and received a sharp look from Hermione before she finished speaking, and he quickly swallowed back what he had not finished.