【HP】Sugar Bowl

"Rachel, Rachel!" Rachel, who was still thinking about everything that happened today, was awakened by the urgent voice. She opened her eyes in a daze, and saw Professor McGonagall standing on her bed. Looking at her seriously.

Rachel immediately felt that something serious had happened, she sat up in a jerk, took the dressing gown by the bed and got out of bed before she could speak.

Professor McGonagall hurriedly led her forward and explained: "Arthur Weasley had an accident and was seriously injured..."

"What!" Rachel was taken aback.

Professor McGonagall ignored her and continued: "I just wanted to call the Weasleys, but George said you were engaged?"

She looked at Rachel questioningly, Rachel nodded and said, "Yes, tonight...no, what happened last night."

"That's good. I hope you can notify me when you get married." Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.

"That's natural!"

Professor McGonagall went on to say: "Dumbledore also thinks you'd better go over, maybe there's something you can help with."

Rachel frowned, and said seriously, "Is it that serious?" If her help is needed, it must be dangerous enough to involve emergency water.

"I don't know, let's go first!" Professor McGonagall said.

Rachel hummed, stopped talking, and quickly followed Professor McGonagall to the principal's office.

As they approached the headmaster's office, they bumped into Umbridge.She also seemed to have just gotten up from the bed in a hurry, her hair was messy, and she was still wearing a dressing gown.

She stared at them sharply, and asked in that soft and artificial voice: "What happened, Professor McGonagall?"

Professor McGonagall seemed distressed for a moment, but she quickly calmed down and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Rachel has some minor problems."

"What small problem? I remember that Miss Joyce is a student of Ravenclaw. If there is anything I can't ask the dean of my own house, but the dean of Gryffindor?" She seemed ready to break the casserole and ask the end up.

Rachel took the lead and said, "It's inconvenient to ask Professor Flitwick about menstrual periods." Due to getting up too quickly, Rachel probably suffered from acute hypotension. At this moment, her face was pale, her forehead was sweating coldly, and she was still covering her chest with one hand. The shape of my stomach really looks like the symptoms of menstrual period.

Professor McGonagall said to her gently: "Go to see Madam Pomfrey first! I also had symptoms like yours when I was young, and it will be much better if I eat some honey bee candies."

Rachel didn't speak, but nodded to Professor McGonagall, planning to bypass Umbridge and continue on.

Umbridge took a step in her direction, examined her, and asked, "Is it really what you said?"

Because she was worried about Mr. Weasley and George, Rachel really had no patience to pester her. She said impatiently: "What? Does the Ministry of Magic even control when people have menstrual periods? Why don't you ask the Ministry of Magic to issue a police officer?" Let everyone have their periods on the same day!" After speaking, she walked away without waiting for Umbridge's reaction.

Out of Umbridge's sight, Rachel trotted all the way to the stone beast at the entrance to the headmaster's office.

"Sizzling bees," she said of the password Professor McGonagall had told her.

Rachel stood in front of the oak door and knocked on the animal-shaped door knocker. The door was quickly opened, and only Dumbledore stood inside.

Rachel looked at it and asked, "Professor Dumbledore, what about George?"

Dumbledore seemed to be waiting for her. He said, "I told them to go to Sirius first. I want you to go to St. Mungo's to see Arthur first, what do you think?"

Rachel replied without hesitation: "Okay!"

Dumbledore said, "Your parents told me you had a contact gadget?"

Rachel nodded and said, "We have a pair of double-sided mirrors... I know, Professor, if someone asks, I will say that my mother told me."

Dumbledore gave her an appreciative glance, bent a hand, and said, "Come on, let Fox take us to St. Mungo's."

Rachel hurried forward to put her hand on his bent elbow, Dumbledore's beautiful phoenix flew over, Rachel only felt dizzy for a while, and when she recovered, she was already standing on St. Mungo's the door.

She didn't have time to say hello to Dumbledore, so she rushed in.There weren't many people in St. Mungo's at night, so she found the "severe bite" floor on the second floor with familiarity, and saw Eve standing there without any surprise.

"Mom!" Rachel called.

Eve was not surprised by her arrival, presumably Dumbledore had already notified her, so she waved to Rachel, gesturing for her to come over.

"Arthur's injuries are very serious. There are several wounds that cannot stop bleeding, and there are traces of black magic." Eve took her to the treatment room and briefed her on the situation.

In the treatment room, Mr. Weasley's attending physician was giving him emergency treatment.

Rachel looked at the unconscious Mr. Weasley worriedly, and asked, "What can I do?"

Eve said: "Think about what else you can do besides use first aid water, otherwise you can only stand here just in case."

Rachel didn't rush in, she stood outside and watched for a while.Mr. Weasley's wound was bleeding all the time, and he himself was unconscious. The medical doctor wanted him to drink the potion, but he could only forcefully open his mouth and pour it in, but the effect was minimal.

Rachel finally calmed down, and she ran out to find the syringe she had left here during the summer vacation, and went into the treatment room, pushing past the assistant healers who wanted to continue pouring potions on Mr Weasley.

"Hey! Who are you? What do you want?" the attending physician scolded Rachel.

"Help him, sir," Rachel said in a voice that was so calm that it was almost grim.

She deftly injected Mr. Weasley with the potion in the way of a Muggle doctor, "Have you ever done this? You might kill him! Let her out!" The attending medical doctor wanted to have her kicked out, but No one moved, they all watched her movements obsessively.

"Can't you hear me?" the attending physician yelled at the others, and the trainee therapist next to him, Augustus Pye, tugged on his robe and said softly, "Physician, she's Rachel Joyce."

The attending medical practitioner looked at her and muttered, "Rachel Joyce."

Rachel had finished injecting Mr. Weasley, and the potion was working, and his complexion improved a little.Rachel looked up at the attending physician and said, "Yes, I am Rachel Joyce, do you have any questions?"

The attending medical doctor had a bad face: "I don't believe what you said about Muggle treatments." The attending medical doctor was a traditional wizard, and he disdained the things about Rachel's first aid water, thinking that she saved Derek the Piston was an accident and may even have been helped by Dumbledore, like the Resurrection Stone or something.

Rachel didn't comment on his obviously prejudiced gaze, she said: "Then follow the wizard's treatment method, no matter what method is used, as long as it can save him."

The attending medical practitioner snorted and said, "Then why don't you go out soon?"

Rachel said, "Physician, I can help you."

The attending medical doctor gave her a contemptuous look and said, "You? You haven't even graduated, let alone attended medical training. Why should you help me?"

"Physician, she has been training as a medical practitioner in St. Mungo's since she was 13 years old," said a head nurse who knew Rachel well.

The attending medical doctor gave her a surprised look. Although he was a little embarrassed, he didn't say anything to drive Rachel out or make trouble for her, but devoted himself to the treatment.

The treatment was long and tense, but thanks to everyone's efforts, Mr. Weasley's life was finally saved. Although some of his wounds still couldn't stop bleeding, at least there was a blood-replenishing potion that could delay it for some time.

Coming out of the operating room, Rachel saw Mrs. Weasley anxiously waiting outside, and Eve comforting her beside her.

"It's okay." Rachel smiled at Mrs. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley went over to hug her excitedly, "Oh! Merlin! Thank you, Rachel, thank you."

Rachel patted her on the shoulder and said, "It's not me, you should thank the attending medical practitioner."

Mrs. Weasley hugged her and nodded, saying, "I will, I will!"

A nurse used a wand to direct Mr. Weasley's bed out of the treatment room and into the ward.

Weaslev went up to see his husband, but the nurse said softly, "Please don't wake him up, ma'am, your husband needs a good rest."

Mrs. Weasley nodded silently with tears in her eyes.The nurse nodded to them and left.

Eve hugged Rachel tenderly, let her lean into her arms, stroked her forehead, and asked, "Are you tired?"

Rachel shook her head, leaned against her quietly, and said, "No, I just gave him an infusion, and it was the attending medical practitioner who saved him."

Eve said, "Hebcrat Smethyke? He's a traditional pure-blood wizard who doesn't like new things, especially Muggle things, but he's a great healer."

"He's really good at medicine," Rachel said.

Eve smiled and asked, "He must have no good looks towards you, right?"

Rachel said indifferently: "I understand him. For some people, it is difficult to accept new things." She paused, left Eve's arms, looked into her eyes and said, "George proposed to me."

"What?!" Eve looked at her in surprise, "This... this is too fast... you agreed?"

Rachel nodded: "Yes, we said our engagement vows last night, and we will get married when the war is over."

Eve looked at her a little helplessly: "... oh... this... you..." She babbled for a long time without saying a word.

After thinking for a while, she said, "Don't you need to hold an engagement banquet?"

Rachel smiled and said, "Just for Christmas, how about having a meal with the two families?"

Eve asked: "...you can, but don't you need to notify your relatives and friends?"

Rachel said: "I hope we can keep a low profile, after all, it's not a good time."

Eve nodded in understanding, and then she looked at her with a look that Rachel couldn't understand, with reluctance and emotion.

"I always thought you were a child, but now, you are already engaged by yourself, time flies too fast." With her fingers, she gently hooked a strand of hair on the side of Rachel's cheek behind her ear .

Rachel stepped forward to hug her, and said coquettishly, "Can you talk to Dad?"

Eve patted her butt lightly, just like she did when she was a child, and said, "Let George tell you, how can it be so simple to want to marry our daughter? You have to encounter some difficulties before you know how to cherish it."

Rachel smiled and leaned on her like a baby, without saying anything against her.

Not long after, Bill, the eldest son of the Weasleys, arrived, and Mrs. Weasley decided to let him accompany Mr. Weasley first, because she was a little worried about the children in Black House.

Before leaving, she came to Eve and Rachel, and said to them: "Rachel also worked hard all night, come back with me to rest!"

Eve stepped forward to give her a hug and said, "Don't worry too much, Molly, I will take good care of Arthur."

Mrs. Weasley also hugged her and said, "Thank you, thank you so much."

"Don't be so polite, we are almost a family." Eve said with a smile.

Mrs. Weasley was a little puzzled. She looked at Rachel and then at Eve, not understanding what it meant.

Eve said, "George proposed to Rachel!"

"Oh! Merlin!" Mrs. Weasley hugged Rachel excitedly. "This is really the best good news I've heard recently!"

Rachel was breathless in her embrace, "Aunt Molly..."

Hearing that something was wrong with her voice, Mrs. Weasley quickly let go of her: "I'm sorry, dear."

Rachel shook her head, signaling that she was fine.Eve pulled Mrs. Weasley and said, "Just this Christmas, let's have a meal together as a family!"

Mrs. Weasley wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and said, "Okay, well, we have to get together, do we need someone else? Do we have to hold an engagement ceremony?"

Rachel hurriedly said: "No, no need, George and I have already read the engagement vows, we have agreed to keep a low profile when we get engaged, and be more grand when we get married."

Mrs. Weasley nodded: "That's fine, you decide for yourself, it's all up to you!"

"Thank you, Aunt Molly."

By the time they finished speaking, it was almost dawn, Rachel couldn't stop yawning, and Mrs. Weasley hurriedly dragged her to Grimmauld Place.

When they arrived, they saw Fred, George, Ron, Ginny, and Harry waiting eagerly.

"Mom! Rachel! How's dad doing?" George rushed up to them and asked.

Mrs Weasley said in her weary voice, "He's fine, he's all right, he's sleeping now, and Bill is looking after him."

She pulled Rachel over and said, "Rachel saved your father."

Rachel hurriedly waved her hands: "Don't say that, I..." Her words were interrupted by Ginny's hug, "Thank you, Rachel."

Rachel also hugged her shoulders, trying to make her stop shaking, "It's okay, it will get better."

George was behind them, and when Ginny let go of Rachel, he walked up to her and hugged her.

Rachel leaned on him, feeling all her fatigue was relieved, she coquettishly said to him, "George, I'm so tired."

George kissed her forehead and whispered in her ear, "I love you, Rachel," in a voice only the two of them could hear.

Rachel put a sweet smile on her face buried in his arms and said, "Me too."

After breakfast, Mrs. Weasley sent everyone to rest. This time seeing George go straight into Rachel's room, she didn't say anything to stop her.

Surprised, George said to Rachel, "Whoa, did mom give up on letting us sleep together?"

Rachel opened the door, took off her dressing gown, threw herself on the bed, and said lazily, "She knows we're engaged."

George closed the door, went to bed beside her, kissed her forehead, and said, "Good thing, go to sleep!"

When Rachel woke up, it was already night.She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she came out of the room, George and the others had already gone to visit Mr. Weasley.

She looked around and called, "Is anyone there? Sirius?" No one answered her, and she didn't know where Sirius had gone.

She went straight to the door of the large boiler in the kitchen cabinet and knocked, "Kreacher, are you in there?"

Rachel waited for a while, but there was no movement inside, and she thought maybe he wasn't there.

Just as she was about to turn around and leave, there was a "dong" sound from inside.Rachel frowned, then went back, knocked on the door, and asked, "Kreacher? Are you inside?"

There was still no Kreacher's voice coming from inside, but there were two more "dong dong" sounds. Rachel realized that something was wrong, and pulled out her wand and waved it at the door lock.

As soon as the door was opened, there was a foul smell coming from inside. Rachel quickly covered her mouth and nose, and looked inside.Kreacher was seen lying unconscious in a pool of filth.

"Kreacher!" Rachel moved Kreacher out and let him lie flat on a blanket. She waved her wand, and a beautiful silver-white woodpecker flew out of the wand.

"Go to Sirius and ask him to find all the potions in Black's house and give them to me! Hurry up!" Rachel said.The beautiful woodpecker flew around her twice, sang, and flew away.

Not long after, Sirius ran down from the top of the building with a "thud thud". He was holding a large pile of potion bottles of various colors in his hands, and standing on the stairs asked, "What's the matter? Rachel, what's wrong with you?" Comfortable?"

Rachel hurried up to meet him, took the pile of potion bottles from him, and said, "It's not me, it's Kreacher, he has cholera."

Sirius followed her, walked to Kreacher together, and asked curiously, "Cholera? Do house elves get sick too?"

Rachel picked out a few bottles from the pile of potions, read the labels silently, and said, "Of course, all living things will get sick!"

"I've never heard of a house-elf visiting a doctor before," said Sirius.

Rachel tried to feed a bottle of potion to Kreacher, saying, "I don't know, house-elves' magic is deep and complicated, maybe they have some other cure... No, he can't drink it! "

Rachel frowned, watching the potion spilling from the corner of Kreacher's mouth, and said, "He needs to be given an infusion, and I need to find some syringes."

Sirius quickly grabbed her and said, "No, it's too dangerous for you to go out alone! And for a house elf? It's not worth it."

Rachel said angrily, "It's not worth it? House elves are life too! Life is worth saving!"

Sirius made a gesture of admitting defeat, and stopped arguing with her about this topic. He thought for a while and said, "There is a funnel at home, can you use the funnel to pour him down?"

Rachel nodded hurriedly, "Try first!"

Sirius rummaged around for a while, then brought over a somewhat old funnel.Rachel opened Kreacher's mouth, put the funnel over his mouth, and motioned Sirius to pour the potion down his mouth.

This method really worked. After a while, Kreacher raised his sagging eyelids, looked at Rachel, and then at Sirius.

"Kreacher, drink the potion!" Sirius ordered him.

Kreacher swallowed the potion with great effort, and there was some gratitude hidden in his eyes.Kreacher finally swallowed all the potion. He struggled to get up, but was forced to the ground by Rachel. She said, "Don't move! You need to rest now." She looked at Sirius and said, " Find a room for Kreacher, let him rest well, that room must be ventilated, and must be isolated from others to prevent others from being infected."

Sirius stood up and said, "Then go to the roof, there is a room there that just meets your requirements."

Rachel also stood up, waved her wand, led Kreacher to follow behind him, and walked towards the roof.

When George and the others came back, they saw Rachel and Sirius each with a cloth wrapped around their faces, holding a nozzle in their hands, spraying something everywhere.

"What are you doing?" George asked. As soon as he raised one leg and wanted to go in, Rachel stopped him: "Stop! Back!" George was startled by her, and took a few steps back.

Sirius helped his sore waist and said, "Kreacher has cholera, and we are disinfecting the house. You can come in after a while."

Mrs. Weasley pushed forward and asked, "Kreacher has cholera? What's the matter?"

Rachel walked around and sprinkled some disinfectant, and said, "I don't know, so everyone pay more attention these days. Okay, you can come in."

Mrs. Weasley walked in cautiously with the children, George habitually wanted to get close to Rachel, but was stopped by Rachel: "Stop! Don't come here, I have to take a shower first, Sis Reese, you too, go take a shower, it's best not to wear this dress again!"

Seeing Sirius' reluctance, Mrs. Weasley also rushed him: "Go, take a shower!"

After taking a good shower, Rachel burned her clothes to the ground.When I was about to leave the bathroom, I belatedly realized that I didn't bring a change of clothes.

She picked up her wand and was about to change herself when there was a knock on the bathroom door.

It was George, and he said, "Honey, are you ready? I got your clothes!"

Rachel opened the bathroom door a little, stretched out her tender white arm, shook it, and said, "Exactly, give me the clothes quickly."

George chuckled, grabbed her arm, and squeezed in.Rachel wrapped herself in a towel and asked him, "George! What are you doing here?"

"Wash together, wash together." As he said that, he was about to untie his robe, Rachel took a few steps back and said, "I've done it!"

George grabbed her with a smirk, hugged her into his arms, bit her earlobe lightly, and said, "Then wash it again."

During the Christmas holiday, Lida also came to the Black Mansion, and she complained to them: "Just one night, you all disappeared after getting up, do you know how hard it is to leave me alone to face Umbridge?"

Fred walked up and down beside her with a grin, and she ignored him, but turned to Rachel and asked her, "I heard you and George are engaged?"

Rachel said: "It's not that I didn't tell you on purpose! We said our engagement vows the night before we left Hogwarts!"

Lida still looked dissatisfied, she muttered: "Then you can also write to me."

Rachel smiled at her and said, "George said Fred will tell you!" George squeezed her shoulder and gave her another look, accusing her of turning Leda's anger on him.

Rachel stuck out her tongue at him mischievously, and then said to Lida: "I'm going to help Aunt Molly prepare the food first, and come over after you talk to them after a while!" After speaking, she turned and left, leaving only Lida looked at George angrily.

As soon as she went downstairs, Rachel realized that she might as well not have come down, because Mrs. Weasley was wiping tears silently by herself.

Rachel was wondering whether to leave here quietly, when Mrs. Weasley spotted her.She wiped her face hard with her apron and tried to smile at Rachel.

Rachel sighed softly, walked up to her, handed her a handkerchief, and said softly, "Aunt Molly, if you can't laugh, stop laughing!"

Mrs. Weasley stared at her blankly for a moment, then suddenly hugged her, buried her on her shoulder, and cried loudly.

Rachel didn't say anything, just stood there being held by her, patting her on the back occasionally to comfort her.

When Mrs. Weasley had vented enough, Rachel smiled and helped her prepare the food.

When everyone was ready and everyone set off to see Mr. Weasley, George walked up to Rachel, lowered his voice, and said, "When you went down just now, I forgot to tell your mother that she was doing it for Percy." What a sad thing! Is she all right?"

Although the expression on George's face was innocent, Rachel was sure that he did it on purpose, but he couldn't hide the worry in his eyes.

Rachel gave him a gentle pinch of his earlobe as a warning, saying: "She's better, but I'm worried she's stressed out and may have an emotional meltdown."

George said: "I don't know what to do to comfort her, but luckily we are going to see dad, he always comforts mum."

When everyone came to Mr. Weasley's ward, they were relieved to see that his spirit was much better.

Rachel greeted him: "How are you?"

Mr. Weasley said energetically: "It couldn't be better!" He patted his bandaged hand and said, "Thanks to you, the wound is no longer bleeding at all!" Smethek said, I'll be out of the hospital soon!"

Rachel was really happy for him, "That's really great!"

Mr. Weasley asked her and George: "I heard you are engaged?"

George said: "Yes, Dad, everyone asks again, everyone knows, and we are going to keep a low profile!"

Mr. Weasley said with a smile: "In these days, everyone wants to hear some good news. Congratulations!"

Rachel smiled at him with some embarrassment, and said, "Thank you!"

After staying together for a while, everyone made excuses to go out. They wanted to give Mr. and Mrs. Weasley some time to be alone.

Rachel took George to visit her former patients, and met Dr. Smethyk on the way.

"Merry Christmas, Medic." Rachel greeted him politely.

Doctor Smethek looked a little embarrassed. He touched his nose, nodded slightly, and said, "Merry Christmas, your medical skills are good, Arthur Weasley, but the wound is no longer bleeding."

Rachel said: "Thanks to you." This is not a lie. Doctor Smethyke is a very responsible doctor. Although he is relatively traditional and doesn't believe in Muggle medicine at first, he After seeing Rachel successfully "drink" the blood potion with a syringe, he still believed in Rachel during the follow-up treatment, and invited her to discuss Mr. Weasley's treatment plan.

The holiday ended soon, and a group of them returned to Hogwarts by bus.

As soon as they returned to the Ravenclaw lounge, Kara took Rachel to their lounge, where Gary was already waiting.

"I thought it would only take a month to finish this thing, but who knew it was delayed for more than half a semester, but it's finally done." Gary patted the portable X-ray machine and said.

Rachel stepped forward excitedly, "You're amazing, Gary!"

Gary, who has always been reserved, had a complacent expression on his face, and he raised his chin proudly and said, "It's easy to say!"

Carla was amused by his expression, and leaned close to him, watching Rachel's movements.

Rachel suddenly raised her head, saw their intimate appearance, raised her eyebrows, and said, "Oh, you?"

Kara hooked the corner of her mouth, and Gary said, "Yes, we are together."

"Really? Great, congratulations!" Rachel said happily.

Carla said, "Let's have a look at this machine first, we have plenty of time to chat."

Rachel blinked her eyes, as if to make sure that Carla was embarrassed, she looked at her for a while, and finally, after Cara's cheeks were flushed, she left her sight and said with a smile: "Okay, let's try this Machine!"

Rachel put her arm inside the portable x-ray machine, and Gary turned it on.The radiograph clearly shows Rachel's bones and muscles and her blood vessels.

"What is this?" Kara pointed to a blue line on it, and Gary stepped forward to look at it and said, "That's her magic power."

"Cool! Much clearer than I thought! Still moving!" Rachel said.

"But there is a flaw," Gary said. "Right now the machine can only do partial inspections."

Rachel said with satisfaction: "That's enough for now, tomorrow we'll call Harry over to have a try!"

The next day, before Rachel could find Harry, he came to find him.

"Rachel!" Harry, Hermione and Ron blocked her outside the ancient rune classroom.

"What's wrong?" Rachel looked at him gently.

Harry asked eagerly, "Is your dad working in the Department of Mysteries?"

Rachel looked at the three of them vigilantly, and Hermione and Ron turned their heads away from her, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"What's in the Department of Mysteries?"

"do not know."

"Don't know?" Harry raised his voice an octave, as if in disbelief, "How could you not know? Your dad works there."

Rachel frowned and said, "Ron already told you that the people who work there have a nickname called 'The Silent Man' and they don't talk about their jobs, and neither does my dad."

Harry seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, and he took a small step back and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, Rachel, I didn't mean that your dad didn't follow the work rules..."

Rachel took a deep breath, she knew that Harry had a difficult time, "Forget it, it's okay, you want to know what the Department of Mysteries does?"

Harry stopped talking, and the four of them were silent. After a while, Hermione tugged at Harry's sleeve and whispered, "Tell her! We are not enemies."

Harry hesitated for a moment, and said, "Snape said that my brain can have a subtle connection with Voldemort..."

Rachel interrupted him and said, "I know, just to the point."

"I saw Voldemort looking for something in the Department of Mysteries."

Rachel asked seriously, "What are you looking for?"

Harry said, "I don't know, I also want to know what he's looking for, so I wanted to ask you if you know what's in the Department of Mysteries."

Rachel beckoned them to follow her and said, "I think someone told you that if you could see what Voldemort was thinking, then Voldemort could see what you were thinking too, wouldn't he let you see the Department of Mysteries?" To seduce you?"

Hermione agreed, "I think so too, but Harry won't listen!"

Harry's face was a little embarrassed, Ron quickly changed the subject and asked, "Where are you taking us?"

Rachel said, "Go and see what's in Harry's head connected to Voldemort?"

"Are you going to separate his brain?" Ron looked at her in horror, and Rachel was almost laughed at by him. "Your imagination is too rich! It's just an X-ray machine."

Hermione asked in surprise, "X-ray machine? The Muggle kind?"

"Yes."

"But that machine has radiation!"

"I know, we have transformed it with magic."

Rachel led them to his laboratory, where Kara and Gary were busy. Seeing them coming, they greeted them warmly.

"Let's try that machine!" Rachel told them.

Gary nodded knowingly, took Harry to stand in front of the portable X-ray machine, and said, "Please put your head in it."

"My what?" Harry looked at him in horror.

"Head! Bend your waist and put your head in!" Gary made a demonstration, and Harry realized that it was not for him to take his head off.

He did it Gary's way, and Rachel and Carla, both of them, fiddled with the machine for a while.

Rachel held the printed ray diagram with a stern expression on her face. She silently handed the diagram to Kara for her to look at, and beckoned her not to speak.

"Are you alright?" Harry obviously felt a little uncomfortable, and Gary said, "It's ok, come out!"

Harry pushed his head hard, and said with a long sigh of relief: "It's really uncomfortable to put your head in this thing!"

Gary patted him on the shoulder apologetically and said, "Sorry, this was originally a hand x-ray machine."

Harry shrugged and asked Rachel, "How did it turn out?"

Rachel tried her best to keep her face normal. She purposely said with a relaxed look, "I don't know yet. We have to analyze it. You guys go first, and I'll tell you when the results come out!"

Harry gave her a suspicious look and said, "Oh, all right."

After they left, Rachel put the ray diagram on the table and asked Gary and Kara, "What's this?"

Gary picked up the magnifying glass and looked at the ray diagram carefully, and said, "...it seems to be...no, it's not magic power...what is that...don't know..."

Rachel pointed at the unknown mass with her wand, and said, "It seems to be connected to the scar."

Kara said: "Scar? Isn't that a skin trauma? Why does it show up in the brain?"

Rachel shook her head and said, "I don't know..."

"Maybe that's why he can see the mysterious man's thoughts." Gary said, Rachel and Kara looked up at him, Gary explained: "Isn't this scar given to him by the mysterious man? Maybe the mysterious man is still there There's something on his mind."

What did you leave behind?Rachel stared at the ray diagram, her mind racing.

Suddenly, she put away the ray diagram and said seriously: "I'll tell Dumbledore, you'd better not tell about this diagram."

They are all smart people and nodded in understanding.

In the principal's office, Rachel put the ray diagram on the table and said, "Professor Dumbledore, I suspect that Harry has a soul slice of Voldemort in his mind."

Dumbledore looked at Rachel with those deep blue eyes. He didn't look surprised, and said, "How did you find out? Who else knows?"

Rachel stared at him blankly, and said, "We found out after we checked Harry,