[HP] Walk in Thorns and Flowers

After Christo rolled away again and escaped Sirius' attack, Christo realized that she had fallen hard, not to mention that her left elbow was unable to exert strength, and the leg bone that was entangled was faint. Pain, as if a sprained foot.She secretly swore that after this incident passed, she would run around the Quidditch field every day, because she was too delicate and weak to be killed.

She was wondering why Sirius didn't catch up, but when she saw him grinning, one leg was still trembling slightly.Christo suddenly realized that Sirius must have been in a hurry to get on his feet. Of course, she ran fast in order to escape. Neither of them was fat. When they collided, she hurt as much as Sirius probably did.

Where did Christo think that Sirius had already had the idea of ​​giving up his wand.With a sudden movement, he jumped over like a big ferocious dog.Christo didn't react for a while, and subconsciously hid aside, Sirius stretched his long arm and grabbed her left arm, she suddenly burst into tears from the pain, and only blinked once, Seeing that Sirius' wand had been pointed at her forehead.

"Okay——" he held her with his bony hand, "I forgot—vomit—Merlin's socks! Damn——" He felt his stomach tumbling, and the strength in his hand loosened. Already limped to one side.

Sirius attempted to cut his way through the rising smoke, only to be greeted by dung bomb after dung bomb.He waved his wand to clear the smoke in the lounge, and when he looked again, there was nowhere for Christo.

Sirius had no choice but to give up angrily, turned around and went to the boys' dormitory.

Christo is hiding at the corner of the stairs in the girls' dormitory at the moment.When Sirius yelled the Oblivion Curse, she suddenly realized that if he wanted to kill her, he would have done it already.

Christo never resented climbing into Gryffindor's dormitory more than now, how could she climb now that she was injured in one arm and one foot?She had no choice but to take the risk and sneak back to the girls' dormitory, only hoping that Sirius thought she had slipped out to inform her and wouldn't stay in the dormitory for too long, or that he had only one goal—the boys' dormitory.

She almost used her housekeeping skills to cast countless spells on the bedroom door.Opening the window, the cold rain was blown in by the cold wind, and her face was wet all at once.

She stared at the brightly lit hall in a daze, in a daze.

Summon a broom?If she fell off the broom again, she would have to go to St. Mungo's and Gilderoy for company?

The sky was so dark that not a single bird flew by, what was she going to do?

Hogwarts halls.

There are twinkling stars on the ceiling, and jack-o-lanterns carved into grimaces float in mid-air. The orange light renders the whole hall joyful and warm.

The professors on the teacher's bench were talking, except for Hagrid, everyone was radiant, and no one expected that a black dog had slipped into Gryffindor Tower.

On the four long tables, the students cheered enthusiastically, with the sound of cheers one after another.Quite a few people put out the trophies from Hogward today and showed them off to the first and second year students.

Hermione had a small lunch box by her hand. "Well, this one's not bad, take one home for Keli." Ron next to him could only watch helplessly as Hermione took away the last piece of steak.

Harry was fiddling with the Rubik's Cube in his hand at the moment, which was a gift from Hermione from Hogsmeade.

A dazzling silver light suddenly passed under his eyelids. "What's that?" Harry said in surprise.The creature waving its wings and gliding in the air from time to time avoided countless jack-o-lanterns and flew towards the teacher's seat, attracting the attention of many people.

"That's - the Patronus!" exclaimed a senior Ravenclaw.

Ernie stood up abruptly, it was Christo's patron saint.

The silver bat stopped in front of Professor Dumbledore, opened its mouth, and Christo's clear and loud voice came out.

"Professor, Sirius is in the Gryffindor dorm right now."

For a moment, the faces of the professors were all very ugly.

Ten or ten minutes later, Christo heard someone chanting a spell outside the door, and soon, the spells she attached to the door lock were unlocked one by one.Christo held the wand vigilantly until Professor McGonagall's meticulously tied bun was exposed through the opened door.

"Professor McGonagall—" Christo jumped in front of her with one foot.Professor McGonagall finally breathed a sigh of relief and helped her go out. "I'll take you to the infirmary now." She said worriedly.

Professor Dumbledore was negotiating with Peeves at the door, and the portrait of the fat woman had been torn to pieces.Seeing Christo being sent out, she quickly stepped aside.

"Are you all right, child?" asked Professor Dumbledore.

Chris nodded more, and succinctly explained what happened to her, and the rest has nothing to do with her.

Professor McGonagall sent her to the medical room and left quickly.Madam Pomfrey rarely treated the wounded with a stern face, while comforting Christo, she checked and treated her.

For the other students at Hogwarts, tonight was just lying in the hall and falling asleep collectively until dawn.For the professors, it was all useless work tonight, since there was no trace of Sirius, they had to give up.

But for Christophe, her troubles were not over yet.

Waking up in the morning, Madam Pomfrey found that her proud healing technique had failed.Christo's elbow was still dislocated, her ankle was still swollen, and even Christo was taken aback.

"How could this happen!" Madam Pomfrey checked Christo again but failed, and Christo repeatedly ensured that she was tripped and not attacked by a spell.Madam Pomfrey had to replace her with a new potion.

Hermione and the others were the first to visit Kristall after they had no class in the morning.Harry was very embarrassed, he knew very well that Sirius was after him.

"What does this have to do with you? Besides, he didn't seem to want to kill me yesterday." Christo, who already knew the truth, actually sympathized with Harry very much.

All three of Hermione looked in disbelief. "He's a murderous monster." Ron said in surprise.

Madam Pomfrey strictly controlled the visiting time, and the three of Hermione were quickly invited out.Before Ernie showed up, Cedric, Ginny, Colin, Draco, the Weasley twins, Angelina also came.Looking at the pile of candies piled up on the bedside cabinet as high as a hill, and looking at Chrissy, who has almost shown no signs of recovery, Ernie is in a very bad mood now. He took away all the gifts, including Chrissy. Duo didn't let go of the chocolate that he had just unwrapped.

A week later, Harry broke his bones during a Quidditch match, and the Gryffindors burst into the infirmary with a blast of cold.Madam Pomfrey looked at Christophe, who was still lying on the hospital bed, and Harry, who was unconscious and covered in injuries, and a thought suddenly came to her mind.

There is divine will in the dark.

Hermione and Ron obviously had a deep understanding. It seems that since the first school year, Christophe and Harry have maintained the habit of lying in the infirmary once a year.What is even more touching now is the prophecy of Professor Traunie.Ron, who had never waited to see the divination professor, seemed to have a tendency to turn against him after hearing what many students who visited Harry said.

Hermione would definitely not be able to stop the chatter by herself, and Gryffindor was enveloped in a gloomy atmosphere—according to Professor Traunie, Harry was going to see Merlin.

However, Harry left alive and well after spending the weekend in the infirmary, Madam Pomfrey still worrying about Crystal's slow healing wound.

A few days later, Christo suddenly recovered miraculously.

Madam Pomfrey felt that Christo's existence challenged her self-esteem again and again.She didn't find out why Christo fainted back then, and she had no clue what happened to Christo this time.

Christo innocently asked Madam Pomfrey to inspect from beginning to end, then got approval and left quickly.

In fact, when Christo woke up this morning, she already understood everything, but she dared not tell Madam Pomfrey a word.Just the night before, she drank the last bottle of memory restoration potion.

According to her guess, it must be the repelling properties of the two medicines that caused this result.

Crystal immediately went to Slytherin to find Professor Snape.These days, she has thought of many things.But she still didn't have the slightest clue about the heightening potion that caused her death, let alone what happened before her death.

Professor Snape grimaced again.Christo silently guessed what Professor Lupine did again. Not long ago, she heard from Hermione that Professor Lupine was ill, and Professor Snape asked them to write a paper on werewolves as a substitute.

She hadn't moved a single word on the two rolls of parchment.

She reported the situation to Professor Snape cautiously, for fear of offending him by accident.Professor Snape was also surprised when he heard Christo's description.It stands to reason that there is absolutely nothing wrong with his potion, and when he checked last time, he did not find that there was a strong magic imprint in Christo's mind.

"Honestly, was your head hit by a troll when you were a child!" The irritable Professor Snape had already begun to suspect that Christo was lying.

Christo was stunned, was hit by a troll?How can it be!

Professor Snape used Legilimency to wander around in Christophe's memory again, and then looked at her solemnly. "That snake taught you potions and black magic?" Combining with the mark on Christo's arm, he couldn't help but think of someone.

Chris nodded: "Yes, I suspect that the snake has something to do with Voldemort."

Professor Snape glared at her: "Don't talk about Voldemort in the future."

Chris was puzzled.

Professor Snape waved his hand impatiently, his current face was comparable to the sky of Hogwarts at the moment. "If you want to see Merlin, then I won't stop you. Also, I can't do anything about your missing memory. There are two memories that are completely blank. I still have something to do. You can go back."

Christophe's expression was suddenly infected by Professor Snape, and it was gray without any brilliance, "Oh, goodbye, professor."

She had just walked to the door—"By the way, why didn't I write a single word in the paper on werewolves! Hand it in before evening class tonight!"