Hogwarts in the shadows

Then the scene changed, and Hermione's face was faintly visible in the pool of blood.

Her beauty was stained by blood, and her eyes still showed concern and reluctance for Hephaest.

The tightly held staff slid to the ground with a crisp sound, like the last sigh of her life.

Hephis was furious, "Damn Gryffindor."

The magic power in his body poured out, and the huge magic power instantly shattered the mirror in front of him.

The whole room was shaking.

The magic pattern made of mithril on the wall lit up, but soon became dim, and the gravel fell off.

The sound of gunfire in Hephes' ears and the illusion in front of him also disappeared.

Hephis took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the anger in his heart, and calmed himself down.

The magic power returned to his body and the whole room stopped shaking.

This is only because Gryffindor is no longer alive, otherwise he would have beaten Gryffindor up anyway.

Hephis's eyes flickered. The lion in the corridor was the consciousness of Gryffindor.

Or why not beat it up to vent your anger?

He thought about it and decided to forget it.

After all, it's boring to beat up a residual consciousness.

At this time, a cloud of white mist slowly spread at the end of the room.

Hephis knew in his heart that this fog must be the entrance to the next level.

He slowly walked into the fog.

When he opened his eyes again, everything had changed.

White ceiling and soft sunlight coming in from the window.

And the pungent smell of disinfectant made Hephis frown slightly.

Is this a hospital?

He looked around and saw the modern medical monitoring equipment nearby.

This is a Muggle hospital.

"Why am I here?" Hephis muttered to himself.

He tried to sit up, but found his body as heavy as if filled with lead.

He had no choice but to give up and lie back on the soft hospital bed.

Only then did he notice that there was a bouquet of bright flowers on the bedside table.

Inserted in the bouquet was a card that read: "I wish Zhang Wei a speedy recovery."

Zhang Wei, this familiar yet unfamiliar name, made his heart skip a beat.

"Am I back? Or were all those dreams?" Hephes was full of doubts.

After he entered the white mist, his memory was slightly modified.

Although he can clearly recall his experiences in the Harry Potter world.

But the matter of entering Gryffindor's Chamber of Secrets has been shrouded in mystery.

Just then, a baby-faced nurse pushed the door open.

Seeing Hephis wake up, she showed a surprised smile on her face:

"Great, you finally woke up. You've been in a coma for seven days and seven nights."

Zhang Wei forced a smile and said, "Thank you, nurse. Where am I?"

He was just secretly mobilizing the magic power in his body.

I hope to find a familiar magical fluctuation to prove that all this is not a dream.

However, his efforts received no response.

The nurse pressed the button on the side of the bed, and the upper part of the bed slowly rose, allowing Zhang Wei to be more comfortable.

"This is the Third People's Hospital," the nurse said softly, "Do you remember what happened before?"

Zhang Wei thought carefully, and his memories gradually pieced together like a puzzle:

"I was probably hit by a car because I was saving someone!"

"It seems there is no problem with the memory." The nurse looked much more relaxed.

Zhang Wei was sent to the hospital because he was saving people.

The greatest compliment to this selfless hero is for him to make a full recovery.

"Zhang Wei, you are so brave." the nurse exclaimed.

"It's nothing. I can't figure out now why I was so brave at that time." Zhang Wei smiled bitterly in his heart.

The nurse said with great certainty, "That means you are born a good person."

have to.

I was given the nice guy card.

"Nurse, how is my current condition? How long will it take before I can be discharged from the hospital?" Zhang Wei asked.

"You!" A hint of surprise flashed in the nurse's eyes.

"You are really amazing. They said you were hit by a truck and flew more than ten meters.

But apart from some muscle damage, you are fine. Isn’t it amazing?..."

The nurse seemed to realize her mistake and quickly apologized:

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you any more, I just thought it was a little bit magical.

No, I hope you don’t get hurt. No, no, I hope you don’t get hurt.”

Zhang Wei smiled slightly, trying to make his tone sound more relaxed:

"It's okay, nurse sister, I understand what you mean, I think it's amazing too."

The nurse patted her not-so-big chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

If Zhang Wei misunderstood this and thought that she was gloating, he would report it to the hospital leaders.

Not to mention that she hasn't been converted to a permanent employee yet, even if she was converted, she would have to leave.

After all, Zhang Wei’s current identity is a hero.

"As long as you're not angry."

"Not really." Zhang Wei responded.

"Then you take a rest first, I will go and inform the doctor."

The nurse carefully pulled the quilt for Zhang Wei and then quietly left the room.

After the nurse left, Zhang Wei's face immediately darkened.

Those memories in the Harry Potter world were so real to him.

Every detail is vivid in my mind.

How could it be just a dream?

He simply didn't want to believe it.

He began to secretly mobilize the power of the shadow, looking forward to that familiar shadow dancing for him again.

But his efforts were in vain, the shadow didn't even move.

Zhang Wei lowered his head, his eyes revealing deep confusion and loss.

"Is this all just a dream?"

He talked to himself, with an undisguised tremor in his voice.

Why are those memories so clear?

Why did he remember Hermione's every smile so clearly?

Soon, the doctor came in with several nurses and gave Zhang Wei a comprehensive examination.

After the examination, the doctor gave the following conclusion:

Observe for another two days. If there is no abnormality, you can be discharged from the hospital.

When Zhang Wei was about to be discharged from the hospital.

The little girl he saved and her parents came to the hospital and expressed their gratitude to him in person.

The little girl's father stayed after everyone left.

He handed Zhang Wei a bank card with 200,000 yuan in it as a reward for saving his daughter's life.

Zhang Wei thought for a moment and finally accepted the card.

All expenses during his hospitalization were paid by the girl's family.

And judging from the girl's father's branded clothes, he is obviously a wealthy man.

What do rich people fear most?

What I fear most is owing favors to people like Zhang Wei.

He was worried that Zhang Wei would use this as an excuse to ask them for help in the future.

If you don't do it, people will criticize you.

If we do it, it might make it very difficult for him.

So Zhang Wei chose to accept the money.

This is good for both parties and it puts an end to this cause and effect.

Even if they meet on the road in the future, they can pretend not to know each other at all.