HP leap time

It was a week after he woke up again, and he had been transferred back to the Hogwarts Infirmary from St. Mungo's.

The No.1 I saw when I opened my eyes was Sirius. He looked haggard lying on one side, while the other side was piled up with all kinds of gifts and flowers.

godfather?

Of course Harry knew he wasn't dead, he'd woken up a few times in between, at St. Mungo's.The No.1 I see every time I open my eyes is Sirius.

But now at Hogwarts, has the godfather accompanied him all the time?

Harry noticed that his eyesight had improved somewhat, and he could see the new stubble on Sirius' chin even without his eyes.

Harry tried to move his body, but was still weak. He quickly checked his body and found that there were still bandages on his forehead and thighs, which may have been caused by wounds that were too deep to heal quickly.

In fact, the most serious injury was not his trauma. Harry thought of the separation of his soul, which hurt him more than he imagined. When Tom's soul forcibly woke up, he was in great pain and injury... One body cannot tolerate two conscious soul bodies.

But luckily, he didn't suffer some incurable damage.

"Harry?" Sirius raised his face and stared blankly at the pair of clear green eyes. It was still early morning, and the light green morning light outside the window dimly came out from behind the white gauze curtain.

The boy on the bed showed him a green smile.

"You're awake!" Sirius propped up his numb body happily. "How do you feel? No... I have to call Mrs. Penrad... She's much more reliable than you!"

"Don't treat me like an underage brat, Godfather." Harry said helplessly, his voice sounding hoarse. "Oh, I need to drink some water..."

"You are an immature underage." Sirius gave him a blank look, but went over and poured him a glass of warm water mixed with sugar.

underage?he?Harry took the glass of water with a mysterious smile and did not refute.

After another round of lengthy inspections by Mrs. Penrad and constant comfort and nagging, he was finally confirmed that he was fine.

Thanks to Merlin, it's finally over.

By the time Mrs. Penrad agreed to let the group of people in at the door come in, it was already daylight.

Dumbledore took a careful look at Mrs. Penrad, and then walked into the infirmary with a group of people.Indeed, his professors and friends almost filled the foot of his bed.

"Harry!" Ron yelled in surprise, and Harry immediately bared his teeth at him. Ron wanted to yell something, but Hermione stopped him with his eyes.

"Harry, are you okay?" Hermione couldn't help but ask. "You terrified us that day..."

"Don't you think I'm fine?" Harry sat up, and Mrs. Pomrad helped him put the pillow behind his back.

"Watch your head, Harry," said Mrs. Pomrad softly. "If these people bother you, just call me."

Dumbledore coughed twice, watched Madam Pomrad leave before turning back to look at Harry with his blue eyes.

"I think, Harry, we have to interrupt you."

Through their narration, Harry roughly understood everything that happened during this period. Dumbledore first chose to bring Harry back. At that time, he and Voldemort only had one face-to-face meeting. Moody and Mr. Weasley simply After a short battle with the other party, the second batch of rescued magicians arrived...

In fact they caught nothing, Voldemort was too cunning for anyone to find his location.Of course, these things were within his expectations.

Unexpectedly, even at this point, Minister of Magic Fudge still does not recognize Voldemort's rebirth.

"You just encountered a few remaining fugitives...but you want to make things bigger and make people panic..."

Well, well, self-deceiving people can't reason.

But to be honest, there were still too few people who saw Voldemort that day, and few people could truly assert that the Dark Lord was really reborn.

So Fudge tried his best to suppress this matter.

Then wait for Voldemort to grow slowly and expand the organization until it is out of control... Harry thought helplessly.It's time for him to find an opportunity to intervene. Now that Voldemort has been resurrected, his previous plans and efforts are basically ineffective.

"Harry..." Cedric started to speak, and he walked up to Harry and looked at him with burning eyes. "I'm sorry... I promised to bring you back."

"You've done a good job." Harry replied immediately.

"No, no... you're great Harry! I... I just can't help..." Cedric said. "No matter what, you saved me. You saved my life. No matter what happens in the future, I will help you, no matter what the cost!"

"Cedric, you should be in line." George smiled. "Harry's fans can tear you apart before you even repay your favor..."

"After the unanimous decision of the referees, you will be the champion of the Triwizard Tournament." Fred also spoke. "Are you happy? Harry, Gryffindor's golden boy has been upgraded to Hogwarts' golden baby!"

Everyone made fun of Harry, and Harry's mood became happier unconsciously.

At this moment, Professor Snape walked in with a frown, his long black robe hanging down his body like a walking dark cloud.

He couldn't help trembling the corners of his mouth when he saw Harry's smirk at him, and then walked towards Dumbledore without changing his expression.

"Lucius has complained to the Ministry of Magic." Snape said solemnly. "Say we took his son hostage and wanted to make trouble."

"Let him sue, anyway, things have developed like this." Dumbledore took a deep look at Harry. "The Ministry of Magic is afraid of disasters and the wrath of the crowd. They are terrified by what happened more than ten years ago..."

"What happened to Draco?" Harry asked simply.

The air suddenly became quiet, and the surrounding laughter slowly disappeared, only the ping-pong sound of Mrs. Penrad preparing the potion not far away.Everyone looked up at him with worried, pity Harry hated.

"Tell you something... Harry." Hermione bit her lip and glanced at Dumbledore. "Someone traded your trophy for a portkey..."

"I know, I know Draco did it." Harry said frankly.

Snape gave him a strange look, and there was only a gasp in the surrounding silence.

"Did you... give him Veritaserum?" Harry's hands clenched the sheets.

Dumbledore shook his head and smiled. "I don't support giving my students something that prisoners drink..."

"The Aurors also agree to wait until you wake up to respect your opinion before making a decision..."

"But you still locked him up like a prisoner!" Pansy walked in from the door of the infirmary. She looked very pale, and her lips without lipstick were bloodless.The people by the bed stepped aside, and she walked up to Harry.

"I apologize for Draco, Harry." Looking at the thin pale boy on the bedside, Pansy pinched her fingers and said with difficulty. "I don't expect you to forgive him, but he's a student, and I know him, and he can be very conceited at times... and he's done a lot of nasty things... but I bet he didn't mean to hurt you of……"

"Justifying a Death Eater, Parkinson?" Ron said sarcastically. "You know he almost killed Harry!"

"He didn't want to hurt anyone." Pan Xi said word by word, his eyes turned red instantly.

"You locked him up?" Harry finally found the key phrase, and he scrunched up his face. "Why did you lock him up!?"

Everyone looked up at him in astonishment, as if looking at a stranger.Shouldn't you be hit by the facts and feel heartbroken?

Shouldn't it be like this when you find out that the person you like is actually the guy who framed you?Fred and George have figured out a hundred ways to comfort a broken-hearted boy and a hundred tricks to frame an ex-boyfriend...

So what is the brain circuit of the savior?

Harry looked a little annoyed, inexplicably.

"Where is it locked?" Harry asked, taking a deep breath, looking up at Pansy.

If it's Azkaban he might go berserk, he promises!

"In the cellar." Pansy quickly recovered, she shrugged her nose and said quickly. "It is guarded by the Ministry of Magic in turn, and no one can see it."

Dumbledore shrugged like a child. "Moody insisted on taking him to the Auror Management Office, but I sternly refused."

"Take me." Harry rolled over and got out of bed, his injured leg began to hurt uncontrollably.

"Harry!" Sirius walked over with a small bottle of pain-relieving potion. "Where are you going?"

"I'm warning you better not get out of bed," said Sirius, looking around at the bewildered crowd. What did these people do to his godson?

"Wait, wait... what are you going to do?" Watching Harry ignore him at all, Sirius simply stretched out his arm to stop him.

"I'm going to see my boyfriend..." Harry grabbed his wand involuntarily, and Pansy handed him his robe.

"Oh." Sirius nodded ignorantly. "Anyway, you'll have to drink a potion first."

Harry put on his robes, stuck his wand in, and stretched out his hand to pour all the potion down his throat.

He coughed a few times and looked at the godfather with an ugly expression. "You forgot to add sugar to me..."

Then he glanced at his friends, and the innocent professor...

"Sorry... Excuse me." Harry said apologetically, then limped and supported Pan Xi's shoulder and left here. Pan Xi couldn't help but silently glanced back.

"Do you understand who he is going to see?" Sirius turned his head and looked at the group of people behind him in disbelief.

Everyone said they understood.

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Why are the friends in Jinjiang not enthusiastic? ⊙_⊙