[HP] Illusion

Because no painkiller was used, Harry had been enduring the pain from his calf. The wound on his back was healing like tens of thousands of tiny ants crawling on it. It was not only itchy but also painful. The young man had to use his own The pain of distraction.

The medical equipment here is obviously no better than the medical wing of Hogwarts. If the medical wing looks like a nursing ward, then it looks more like an ordinary ward, but from the analysis of Madam Pomfrey's words, this place It should be very close to the medical wing - maybe the next door to it.Harry never came anyway.

Dumbledore has been watching the young man's performance. His fists have been clenched, and his robe is completely soaked in cold sweat. Except for the sound of gasping, there was almost no other sound.

Kingsley's strength is already the best of the younger generation - he has not yet understood the whole thing - but judging from the injuries the two suffered and from Kingsley's attitude towards the green-eyed youth, their actions this time It should be extremely dangerous. Being able to successfully rescue people in such an environment, the strength of this young man may already be able to disdain the younger generation, or be more outstanding than the more experienced older generation.Of course, this is just Dumbledore's speculation based on what he saw and thought, and Dumbledore has indeed never seen Prince's own strength.

However, this person's gaze is upright and firm and does not flicker. From this point of view, even if you can't completely trust him, you don't have to worry too much about what this person will do if you can become friends. Besides, I have to mention this person If you can't be friends with such a person, it will be your own loss if you can't be friends with such a generous attitude, and you still think about others when you are already fainting from the pain.

After Madam Pomfrey bandaged Kingsley, she non-stop began to dismantle the temporary immobilization she had just made for Harry, and took out plaster, bandages and other materials to immobilize Harry's leg. Her movements were very fast. Dexterously, the bandage was completed in a short while, "You better not move him, the bottle of medicine he drank just now will speed up the healing of his bones, as long as he keeps this posture still, he will be intact in three days , You can’t do strenuous exercise for a week after that.”

"Three days?" Harry glanced at Dumbledore and found that he had no expression, "Where is this place?"

"This is Bobby's private medical room," the old man said with a smile on his face. What he said was true, but it was only part of it. "If you don't have to leave, stay here until your bones grow well." .”

This time, Madam Pomfrey didn't say anything in protest.

"Is this okay? If it's not particularly convenient, I can leave. I know some methods of treatment, as long as the therapist tells me what I need to pay attention to." Harry said hesitantly.

"Do you think I'll let you go?" Madam Pomfrey said angrily, "You are a sick person now, don't think about getting out of bed until you recover."

Harry: "..."

"That's right," Kingsley also chimed in, "Since Albus asked you to stay, it's better for you not to move, if the bone is not healed well after being moved, then I will be guilty for the rest of my life. "

"No..." Harry was already defeated by his words, "It's just a small injury. I tried to remove the whole bone before, but it still grew back."

Kingsley with three black lines immediately appeared on his forehead: "..."

"You can rest assured to stay here, it's safe here," Dumbledore said, "If you need to contact the outside world or something, I can provide you with an owl."

When Harry was about to answer something, a burst of pain suddenly hit him. The young man grabbed the bed sheet reflexively, and the veins on the back of his thin hands stood out.

"You're so skinny!" Madam Pomfrey attacked the entire room with her loud voice when only Harry's heavy breathing was heard in the room. "Is it malnutrition?"

"No," Harry gasped, and then slowly smiled, "I'm born, no matter how much I eat, I won't gain weight."

"Okay, what you need now is to have a good rest. Do you want me to give you a bottle of dreamless potion? Then you will fall asleep well." I don't know if it was because of Harry's weak and forbearing expression that offended Madam Pomfrey. Maternal, her voice is unconsciously softer, and it sounds much more comfortable than when she is angry.

"Thanks, no need," Harry declined. "I'll ask you for it if I need it."

Kingsley on the side had already taken care of it. He drank some painkillers, and now he looked fine except for his pale face.

He needs to give Dumbledore an explanation for this matter. Since there is no inconvenience for him to act, he still plans to report to Dumbledore now.

"Are you leaving?" Harry asked casually as Kingsley jumped off the bed.

"I'll come see you tomorrow, I can bring you whatever you want to eat—"

Before Kingsley could finish speaking, Pomfrey knocked him on the head severely, "I will prepare him what he should eat, you both have lost blood, by the way, you can't leave yet, wait until you get the medicine Let’s go again, remember to take according to the dosage, and come back for a follow-up visit tomorrow.”

"Understood..." Kingsley has actually graduated for several years, but every time he sees Madam Pomfrey always wanting to compare her face with a darker face, he always feels nervous. Why does she look at Edward? So gentle?

Kingsley left with Dumbledore after taking the medicine, leaving only him and Madam Pomfrey in the ward.

"Mr. Prince," Madam Pomfrey's tone suddenly became serious, "With all due respect, I think your physique is a bit abnormal. Are you really thin like this because you were not born fat?"

Harry looked at her pretending to be puzzled, "Actually, I had a physical examination before, and the therapist also said that I was too thin, and my previous job was a bit stressful, so I quit that job afterwards. As for being thin, This is not the thinnest time."

Madam Pomfrey frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything in the end. She brought a set of patient clothes and put them on the bedside, "Put on these clothes, you should know how to do it, right?"

Harry nodded, "Thank you, sorry to trouble you."

Madam Pomfrey gave him a back view, and muttered, "It's not you who caused me trouble, it's obviously Dumbledore..."

When there was only one person left in the ward, Harry couldn't hold on any longer. His body was in pain, but his tiredness was getting worse. He even suspected that sleepiness would overwhelm the pain in the next second, and put him directly. into the darkness.

In this case, he didn't need the dreamless potion at all, but he did need to think about some things.

He didn't think that Pooh was Kingsley before, he just thought that this young man seemed more reliable than the other three... In fact, he never thought that he would contact Dumbledore so soon. According to the plan, it would take at least a few months for him to contact Dumbledore, apply for a teaching position, and so on. I didn't expect that there were members of the Order of the Phoenix among the people who formed a group with him. Now he has shown such strength , I wonder what Dumbledore will think.

Harry went through what he said to Dumbledore just now, and indeed he couldn't find anything wrong, but it was not easy for him to gain Dumbledore's trust.As the old man himself said, he doesn't like to put everything in one basket, so he won't tell him or Snape the whole truth at the beginning, and the young man knows it based on the clues provided by the old man All the truth, but Snape still had a lot of blind spots on the Horcrux matter until his death.

By this time, Harry was a little sleepy.

No matter which time and space it is in, he still hopes to gain the old man's trust, but he also knows that the old man can trust him unconditionally in that time and space, which should be impossible in this place.

Actually, the old man didn't have a bad impression of him, otherwise he wouldn't feel at ease to keep him here.

The sharp pain in Harry's leg had dissipated, replaced by a soft pain, this sour and soft feeling of weakness was even more tormenting than the sharp pain just now, because it was not pleasant at all, the tone It has been like this, he really would rather suffer and suffer, and it is much better than the current situation.

The consciousness of the brain began to dissipate, and even the pain seemed to be less conspicuous. If the severe pain just now could be tolerated, but now this kind of pain Harry really couldn't stand it anymore. Just as the next wave of drowsiness hit, Harry changed his clothes in a second, then lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

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Dumbledore had thought that Kingsley might have a conflict with the Death Eaters, but he didn't expect the conflict between the two parties to be so intense. He thought he had misassessed the recent situation a bit.In fact, judging from the movements of the Death Eaters in the past, they generally would not attack in such a clear place. From this point of view, their actions this time were indeed somewhat unusual.

It is true that Tom Riddle is the only descendant of Slytherin, but it is only three broken houses, one rumor, and the Death Eaters are besieged. In Kingsley's words, they One time was to beat them to death. Compared with the previous warning from a seriously injured patient, no one was merciless this time.

"If it weren't for Edward, my life would be in danger." Kingsley said with lingering fear, "His leg was broken just to save me." He has a lot of experience, he can even know when to do the most advantageous thing, he will find the best terrain and cover for concealment... Merlin, compared to him, I always feel that I am much worse, obviously we look at the age It should be about the same."

After listening to the whole story, Dumbledore did not find anything suspicious about this young man. If sacrificing himself for others and even his own safety counts as a suspicious point, then there is probably nothing trustworthy in this world.Sometimes, habits can explain everything very well. It is really rare for such a person to choose to protect his companions at the most dangerous time.

"I swear I'm not exaggerating. His strength is really powerful. You also know that I have been trained by Aurors, and I graduated from the Auror training class with first-class honors. His strength far surpasses me..." Jin Sly even compared himself, and was not a little unconvinced.

"You said, you and the other three met him on the street?"

"Yeah, that bald head, oh, it was Ben who pulled him here, it was Merlin's hand, he just pulled a life-saving person into his hands, if it wasn't for Edward, I don't know if I could still be completely Get back." At the beginning, this person protected the one who was dragging his feet, and if John, who was lagging behind, was hijacked, then the others would be powerless to do anything.

After all, his experience is still too little, and he is not enough to deal with such a situation on his own.

"You have said this several times," Dumbledore knew that he was very excited, but this Prince seemed to have a great influence on Kingsley.But he can also understand that if he is not grateful to a person who snatched him back from the hands of death, it means that the person's heart has been corrupted to a certain extent, and it is basically hopeless.

"Speaking of which, I haven't officially thanked him yet!" Kingsley's eyes widened, but the wound was also involved, so he subconsciously wailed.

"Speaking of which, Edward is too patient." The old man said softly, "It was obviously in pain, but he didn't say a word."

"I knew it was embarrassing for you to despise me." Kingsley said with a bitter face.

The old man shook his head with a smile, and his tangled white beard began to sway, "You've lost your own face, so what does it have to do with me."

In the next few days, there were endless news reports about several people being besieged by Death Eaters that day. The Daily Prophet did not use large-scale reports. Instead, the Ministry of Magic, in addition to the notice, told everyone to stay away from that area.

Things also began to turn around. A writer suddenly appeared and said that the treasures of Slytherin were actually a fictional adventure story. He just casually told other people the beginning of this story. After learning the facts, he went to explore in person.What this person means is that the author is not wrong in fabricating stories, what is wrong is some idiots who take them seriously.Of course, his words have also been criticized by many people, and some people even initiated activities to boycott his novels.

With such a magical twist, everyone's attention is no longer on the treasure hunt.

Because someone was seriously injured and still unconscious, after this person appeared, the momentary hotspot Little Hangleton also began to cool down quietly. The Ministry of Magic sent people to patrol there every day, and after that, the Death Eaters also Did not reappear.

Things seemed to be like this, the curtain fell quietly.

But is that really the case?

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