[HP] Aunt of the Savior

Harry pulled Draco, and the two of them fell through the air on the lawn.The severe pain that seemed to be torn apart made Harry lose consciousness for a short moment of falling. He didn't know that he and Draco he was pulling suddenly slowed down under the watchful eyes of everyone. And finally fell on the lawn that was so soft for a moment.

When Harry woke up again, he found himself soaked in muddy water. His whole body was wet and cold, and his glasses were blurred, so he couldn't see clearly.Harry wanted to sit up to see if Malfoy was still alive, but both his arms ached so badly that he couldn't sit up.No, in fact, his whole body was in severe pain, as if he had been thrown to pieces.

One of his hands was still clutching Draco Malfoy's hand, which lay motionless next to Harry, and Harry couldn't pull his hand away.And the other hand that was broken by the Bludger was twisting in a strange shape, but in the palm of this hand, a pair of golden wings were flapping feebly.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief. When he fell from the broom, he still managed to catch the crucial golden ball.

The referee Mrs. Hooch blew her whistle in the air: "The Gryffindor Seeker caught the Snitch, 170 to 60, Gryffindor wins!"

There was a burst of cheers in the arena—rather than celebrating the victory, everyone was more concerned about the safety of the two Seekers.Harry's friends had rushed down from the stands the moment Mrs. Hooch blew the whistle for the end of the game, and players from both teams landed on the lawn, gathering in the direction of Harry and Draco. come over.

Rain beating Harry's face and glasses, he realized that someone was approaching him and leaned down to check him.But in the next second, when he saw the big white teeth so close to him, he immediately realized that something was wrong—the first person who rushed to Harry was Lockhart.

"Are you awake, Harry? Don't worry, you'll be fine." Lockhart said relaxedly in a cheerful tone, and went to check on Draco's situation again. "Mr. Malfoy, what about you? Can you hear me?"

Harry heard Malfoy, who had been silent for a long time, finally uttered a weak groan in Lockhart's call, and then he immediately let go of Harry's hand.Malfoy's reaction made Harry feel unspeakable anger.He couldn't help cursing himself for being nosy.

"Come on, let me heal you, it's very simple..." Lockhart drew out his wand.

Harry looked at Lockhart in horror, "No, thank you, I think I'd better go to the hospital and find Madam Pomfrey..."

"Yeah," Wood also said, he knew he should be worried about Harry's current situation, but he still couldn't help grinning excitedly: "We'd better send Harry to the hospital, but Harry, you are here To be able to catch the Snitch in that situation would have been awesome."

"Oh, Harry, don't be so polite with me. You know that this will make your life a lot easier, and you will be able to celebrate the victory with your classmates in a while..." Before Lockhart could pronounce the spell, the wand Just flew out.

"At Hogwarts, injured students should be sent to the school hospital in time." Snape retracted his wand, walked through the crowd to Harry's side, and gave Lockhart a cold look, "Not by any professor Mishandling outside."

Lockhart's smile became unnatural, and the muscles in his face seemed to twitch.

Harry, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt uncomfortable seeing Professor Snape walking towards Malfoy first.Fortunately, Lupine and Professor McGonagall followed closely behind.

"Harry, how are you?" Lupine asked with concern, looking down at Harry's injuries. "Don't worry, Madam Pomfrey will heal you soon."

Professor McGonagall conjured up two stretchers, put Harry and Draco on them, glanced dissatisfied at the awkward Lockhart, and directed the stretchers to the school hospital with a straight face.

Snape fell behind the crowd around the stretcher, and frowned involuntarily. Jody didn't know how sad it would be for Harry to be injured so badly this time.He knew very well that although Professor Bubbaji didn't come to watch the game on the surface, in fact Jody must be hiding somewhere and watching Harry's game secretly, so that he could cast her very good cushion spell in time, and in the presence of others Canceled the spell before coming together.Otherwise, even if he, Lupine, and Professor McGonagall had cast slowing spells on the two children, Harry and Draco would not have been as lucky as they were when they fell from such a height.

However, Madam Pomfrey and Snape obviously had different ideas. Seeing the injured Harry and Draco, she looked very angry: "Ah, it's you two again, Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy. Maybe I The application is for a class dedicated to teaching the two of you how to avoid injury?"

Lupine stayed in the school hospital and told the story of Harry and Draco's injuries, while listening to Madam Pomfrey complaining about how dangerous the sport of Quidditch was, and how the professors couldn't fully protect the players For their safety, he showed a wry smile.He now understood why Professor McGonagall didn't take Harry and the others to the school hospital himself.

When Harry saw Madam Pomfrey, he immediately shut his mouth obediently, accepting her anger obediently.He stayed here for more than two weeks at the end of last year because of the Philosopher's Stone, so he knew the character of this lady very well.Nothing annoys this lady more than when a student gets hurt, especially a student like them who has been in the hospital for a long time only to get injured again very quickly.

"Madame Pomfrey," Draco groaned exaggeratedly as he was moved to the hospital bed. "My head is dizzy and my shoulder hurts..."

Madam Pomfrey walked to Draco's side, waved her wand and checked him first, "The bone in the shoulder is broken. If you feel dizzy, it may be due to a concussion. I will use the magic spell to heal your shoulder first, and then Take some more medicine. You'd better stay here overnight, and call me if you need anything."

Then she walked up to Harry again, first put together Harry's broken arm and dislocated arm, and checked him again. "You'd better stay for one night. If you fall from such a high place, you may have a concussion or something. Call me if you feel dizzy. Also, you'd better drink a refreshing drink to avoid catching a cold."

"I don't think I'm alright now." Harry stretched his arm that had been healed by Madam Pomfrey, and couldn't help being thankful that Professor Snape stopped Lockhart in time.He had a hunch that if that idiot Lockhart were to treat him, he would definitely end up worse than being injured now.Although Harry felt bad at the time that Professor Snape went to see Malfoy first, he calmed down quickly.With Professor Snape's usual attitude, if he came directly to care about him, I'm afraid it would frighten the whole school!

But Madam Pomfrey firmly refused to let him go back.She left a suit of clothes for each of the boys and drew the curtains by their beds.Harry had no choice but to change his clothes. At this time, the Gryffindor team members rushed in. They brought pumpkin juice and cakes, and planned to celebrate the victory with Harry.But before they started celebrating, Madam Pomfrey drove them all out: "This is a hospital, the patients need to rest, and look at the muddy water on your bodies!"

Before Madam Pomfrey was going to drive Hermione, Ron and Neville out together, Lupine spoke in time: "Madam Pomfrey, we will stay with Harry for a while and leave right away."

"Okay, Remus." For Professor Lupine's sake, Madam Pomfrey left the ward, and solemnly told them not to stay for too long, and not to hinder the patient's rest.

"Harry, you did a great job of catching the Snitch right under Malfoy's nose." Ron looked very excited, but he was not satisfied that Harry saved Malfoy.He lowered his voice and looked at Malfoy's curtained hospital bed. "But why did you save that Malfoy? You know he's probably..."

"Oh, Professor McGonagall actually gave you ten points for this!" Hermione interrupted Ron.She glared at Ron to stop him from continuing.Only then did Ron realize that Lupine was still there, curled his lips, and stopped talking.

Neville kept clutching his chest, his face looked paler than Harry's, and he looked terrified. "It's terrible, Harry, it's really terrible. Those Bludgers are absolutely crazy..."

"Don't worry, I'm fine now." Harry moved his arm, and apart from feeling a little unnaturally stiff, he didn't feel any pain at all. "Madame Pomfrey's medical skills are very good, I will be fine."

"No, Harry, you are in danger today. If the professors hadn't cast the spell in time, you and Mr. Malfoy would have died." But Lupine seriously denied Harry's words: "Harry, before you act Indeed, we should be more cautious. Although Madam Pomfrey's medical skills are very good, and many injuries can be easily cured by wizards, if you fall from the air and break your neck, it will also kill you. There are a lot of people who care about you very much, and they would never want to see you suffer any harm, do you understand what I mean?"

"I see. I will be careful in the future. Professor Lupine." Harry understood Lupine's hint and nodded obediently.He decided to secretly discuss with Professor Snape later, to see if he could not tell Aunt Jody what happened today. "But why does the Bludger only go after me and Malfoy?"

"Mrs. Hooch has gone to check the Bludgers. Maybe they have been used for a long time and there is something wrong." Lupine seemed to see through Harry and the others' worries, and said softly, "They won't be damaged by the students' tricks. .Well, Harry, you have a good rest, we'd better get back before Madam Pomfrey kicks us out."

Harry watched his friends leave the ward reluctantly, and wanted to go back to Gryffindor Tower with them—he really didn't want to be alone in the ward with Draco Malfoy anymore.

Harry sat on the bed bored, subconsciously glanced at Malfoy's hospital bed, and recalled the incident when Malfoy let go of his hand just now.Although he couldn't say it, he also felt that Ron was right, why would he save that evil Malfoy?

Malfoy had been lying on the other side of the hospital bed with his back to Harry, thinner under the white sheets and quilt.Flint and the rest of the Slytherins, who were clearly angry at the loss, hadn't visited Malfoy in the hospital, and those Slytherins who usually surrounded Malfoy, such as Crabbe and Goyle, had also been in the hospital. Madam Pomfrey kicked him out of the ward just now.After hearing that the Gryffindors had also left, he sat up suddenly and stared at Harry with a strange look, as if he was unhappy: "Why did you do that just now?"

"I want to know too." Harry replied angrily.Malfoy's attitude made him even angrier. "Maybe I was just doing too much. Anyway, there were so many professors present at the time, and the heir of the Malfoy family would definitely not have fallen to his death on the Quidditch pitch."

"Yeah, especially Professor Snape, he will definitely keep me safe, because I am a student of Slytherin, and other professors who are not qualified to be a member of Slytherin don't bother to care. If you think you are so I will..." Draco showed off Professor Snape's care for him without hesitation. He had noticed that Harry cared about Professor Snape's attention since the first grade, and he always used this incident to stimulate him. Harry.

Just as Harry was about to retort, Madam Pomfrey walked in with the medicine. She seemed to have sensed the tense atmosphere between Harry and Draco, and gave them a stern look: "Mr. Potter, Mr. Malfoy, I hope you two can rest in the hospital safely and soundly for one night. Drink the medicine, this potion is very good for your bones."

The potion was so bad that Harry and Draco felt their throats and appetites burning after drinking it, and the two of them lost interest in talking for a while.Harry was lying on the bed, feeling the exhaustion and sleepiness from today's game gradually overtaking him, he seemed to hear what Draco was saying, but his head couldn't tell the difference anymore.

He fell asleep.

It was midnight when Harry woke up again.It was pitch black, and Harry was awakened by what seemed to be a poof.In the haze, Harry felt as if someone was watching him all the time. He opened his eyes and saw a pair of big tennis-ball eyes staring at him, almost screaming in fright.His drowsiness dissipated in an instant, and he sat up from the bed at once, with a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, but he also regained consciousness: "Are you... a house elf?"

The little thing that appeared in front of Harry had bat-like ears, big tennis-ball eyes, and a worn pillowcase as clothes.Harry had seen a house-elf named Kreacher at Sirius' house, but this one looked much younger than Kreacher, he didn't look as wrinkled as Kreacher, and his nose was thinner. long.

"Yes, Mr. Harry Potter, I'm Dobby." The little thing bowed to Harry. "Dobby, Dobby has always wanted to see you."

"See me?" Harry looked at Dobby in surprise. "you know me?"

He soon realized that he was a little stupid for saying this, because Dobby was full of emotion and looked at Harry with admiration: "Oh, of course, Mr. Potter, who doesn't know the great Harry Potter? You know, you made the man who can't even mention his name disappear, you are a lighthouse in the dark. People used to treat house-elves like bedbugs, of course, they still do now, but it's better than that person Times are better..."

Harry felt compelled to interrupt the house-elf's praises.He had had enough of facing Ginny and Colin these days. "Oh, so Dobby, what do you want from me?"

"Harry Potter is so polite to talk to Dobby!" The elf was so moved that he almost burst into tears. "Dobby should help Harry Potter. Dobby came today to tell Mr. Potter something very important—Harry Potter should leave school immediately, Hogwarts is dangerous, so the more you Get out as soon as possible."

Speaking of this, Dobby drooped his head in frustration and sobbed: "Dobby tried hard, Dobby wanted to warn Harry Potter a long time ago, but Dobby couldn't do it, Harry Potter has always been It is well protected, and Dobby can never be found. Of course, it is very happy, but those people don't know that Harry Potter can't return to Hogwarts this year, as long as it is not in Hogwarts, it is fine anywhere , after leaving Hogwarts, Harry Potter can also be well protected. So Dobby tried to stop it, and punished himself if he failed..."

"Wait," Harry couldn't help interrupting Dobby. "You mean, you're trying to stop me from going back to school? You're the one who stopped me and Ron from getting on platform nine and three-quarters?"

Maybe Harry was too excited, Dobby took a small step back nervously, stretched out his hand timidly, all ten of his fingers were wrapped with bandages: "Dobby burned his fingers as punishment. Harry Potter must now leave, the Chamber of Secrets has been opened once more..."

"Wait, has the Chamber of Secrets been opened before? Who opened it?" Harry's eyes lit up, and he asked hastily.

Dobby looked terrified and screamed, "No, Dobby can't say...but it's evil, it's dangerous, please, Harry Potter, you should go home, that's why I Want to use Bludgers..."

"Today's Bludger is also your fault!?" Harry heard Sirius and Jody talk about house-elves, and also dealt with Kreacher, and knew that house-elves' ideas were often very strange. strangeness.But Dobby's thoughts still surprised him, and he said angrily, "You almost killed me and Malfoy today!"

"No, no, Dobby just wants you to get hurt, it's better to leave the school with a serious injury than to stay here." Dobby argued nervously, "Dobby knew it was an evil plan, because it was originally Dobby's master... ..." The elf suddenly stopped, picked up the pitcher beside Harry's bed and began to knock himself on the head: "Oh, bad Dobby, bad Dobby, Dobby almost spoke ill of the master."

"Stop, Dobby, stop." Harry fought Dobby desperately for the pitcher, and managed to stop the elf's masochistic behavior. "You just said that it is your master, and your master has something to do with the Chamber of Secrets? Then who is your master?" He glanced at Malfoy on the other side of the bed, and lowered his voice: "Is it Malfoy? If If so, why are you using Bludgers against Malfoy today?"

Hearing Harry's question, Dobby seemed frightened, he shook his head desperately, his bat-like ears dangling from side to side: "No, sir, Dobby can't say, Dobby can't say anything Say! This is evil, Harry Potter must leave Hogwarts..."

"I'm not leaving, one of my best friends is Muggle-born, she's more dangerous than me now..."

"Great Harry Potter!" Dobby said emotionally, "willing to risk his life for his friends!"

"Dobby, you'd better tell me..." Harry wanted to continue asking, when there was another poof in the air.

"Dobby! How dare you show up!" A somewhat old voice said fiercely, and then a skinny hand grabbed Dobby's dirty pillowcase.

Harry immediately recognized it as Kreacher, the Black house-elf. "Hello, Kreacher. Uh, what happened to your forehead?"

Kreacher's body was wrapped in a tea towel decorated with the Black family crest, and his forehead was red and swollen, and he looked as if he had been hit hard.

"Master Harry, Kreacher failed to protect Master Harry and Master Draco, so Kreacher punished himself severely. Kreacher shouldn't show up, he violated his master's order. But Kreacher must bring this guy Let's go." Kreacher bowed towards Harry, but his attitude towards Dobby was still vicious. "It's unbelievable that your parents would be ashamed of you! Being a house-elf betraying his master!"

Dobby struggled unconvinced: "Dobby just wants to help Harry Potter, Dobby wants to save Harry Potter!"

The two elves tore at each other, made a poof sound at the same time, and disappeared in front of Harry.

"Dobby! Kreacher!" The bewildered Harry wanted to stop it, but it was too late.And he soon discovered that his voice was too loud.Maybe it was because of the spell Dobby cast just now, but now the spell seemed to be gone.Harry's voice woke Malfoy up in the ward.

"What are you calling?" Draco sat up on the bed, rubbing his eyes.

"It's nothing."

"...I thought I heard you calling Dobby just now." Draco's gray eyes were particularly bright in the middle of the night, and the expression on his face was full of suspicion. "How do you know the name Dobby?"

"Malfoy," mentioning Dobby, Harry suddenly felt that now was a good opportunity. He felt that according to Dobby's words, the Malfoy family was probably the heir of that Slytherin. "About the Chamber of Secrets, do you know anything?"

"Are you afraid that Mudblood Granger will die? I'd say it's a matter of time." Draco pulled the quilt up with his uninjured hand, covering his pale golden head. "I have nothing to tell you, you have nothing to do with it."