I'm the paper king at Hogwarts

Chapter 321 Being beaten and hospitalized by Voldemort should be regarded as a glorious deed
"Are you sure you're really not tired?" Sirius looked at Harry with concern. The poor little guy was tossed about by Voldemort all afternoon, and Sirius was full of fear—in case Harry was really killed by Voldemort , How did he explain to James underground?

Harry enjoyed the care from his godfather, he narrowed his eyes happily, and said with a smile: "Of course I'm fine, Sirius, you don't have to worry about me... Isn't it just throwing a few spells at each other with Voldemort... "

The corners of Sirius' mouth twitched, how many spells did they throw at each other?Children now... Really, when he and James were in the fourth grade, they only dared to think about fighting the Death Eaters. As for fighting Voldemort, they really didn't even dare to think about it.

How should I put it, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers?But I'm not considered a newborn calf, after all, Harry really managed to fight Voldemort and get out...

Predictably, Harry is about to become famous again.

Just not knowing what kind of mood Voldemort was in, Sirius thought for a while and mourned for Voldemort for half a second.

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Louis wrung his fingers and sat in a more comfortable position. "In Pandaria, there was an ancient god named Y'Shaarj the Seven-Eyed Black Sheep. Legend has it that he sucked What goes in is hope and courage, and what comes out is fear and despair. He is entrenched in Pandaria, and the entire continent is shrouded in his shadow... In the war tens of thousands of years ago, Y'Shaarji was defeated by the titan Amansu. With my mighty power, I pulled out from the ground and crushed to death..."

"Wait!" Sirius suddenly interrupted: "Aren't you going to talk about the details of the battle? Such abbreviation sounds boring..."

"But I've already told the whole story..." Louis spread his hands, and made a movement of reaching out and grabbing, lifting it up and pinching it lightly.

Sirius shuddered, and asked tremblingly: "You mean... uh, just reach out and grab it, and then squeeze it? The terrifying old god you described died?"

"It's that simple..." Louis spread his hands, expressing that a full-level boss is so strong.

"Okay, you continue." Sirius motioned for Louis to continue telling the glorious deeds of the Old God.

Louis pondered for a moment, then continued: "It should be said that the vitality of the Old God is very tenacious. Even if someone crushes his body, there is still a part of it remaining. Its last breath formed the seven-seven-year-old entangled in Pandaria for a long time. He is a sha demon, and it is said that he still has a part of his power left in this world. This time in the cemetery of the Riddle Mansion, I observed traces of sha energy... and, in the finals of our Triwizard Tournament, There are also traces of sha energy corrosion, and the snails that attacked the contestants also show signs of being eroded by sha energy..."

"You mean..." Dumbledore grasped Huadian very keenly: "You mean, Voldemort colluded with the so-called 'Old God'?"

"Yes." Louis nodded to confirm Dumbledore's conjecture: "And there is a saying that blackening is twice as strong, and whitewashing is three times weaker. If you think about it, Voldemort is at least twice as strong. For the British wizarding world Say, what will it be like?"

Dumbledore thought for a while and sighed: "So, do you have any good ideas?"

Louis spread his hands and said no, but he still gave his opinion: "I have found enough allies for us, this is the only way we can fight against Voldemort and the Old Gods... After all, the current Ministry of Magic is not doing anything , Regarding the news of Voldemort's return, I don't think anyone in the wizarding world will know about it, and even if they hear about it, they won't believe it—how can people believe it without official confirmation?"

"I see." Dumbledore sighed: "There is nothing I can do about the Ministry of Magic, I just hope Fudge can wake up soon..."

As they spoke, Dumbledore and Louis looked at each other, and the two foxes, one big and one small, saw a gleam of light in each other's eyes.

But others didn't see it.

"About this matter, we will talk about it in the future. Now, I will say it again." Dumbledore looked at Harry. At this time, Phoenix Fawkes flew into the air and landed on the perching branch at the door again. "You tonight Your performance is very brave, far beyond my expectations of you, Harry, the courage you have shown is comparable to those wizards who fought against Voldemort to the death in his heyday, and you have shouldered the burden of a grown-up wizard. , and find yourself fully capable of carrying the burden - you make us expect more from you. You go to the hospital with me... I don't want you to go back to the dormitory tonight, take some sleeping potions , calm down... Sirius, are you willing to accompany him?"

Sirius nodded, stood up, followed Dumbledore and his party out of the office, and accompanied them down the stairs to the hospital.

Of course, Snape didn't go, the old tsundere chose to go back to the Potions classroom to continue preparing for the next class; Emma and Catherine also returned to the office, Louis was not at ease about Harry's mental state , he needed to confirm Harry's condition - whether he had been eroded by Sha energy, so he chose to follow Madam Pomfrey to have a look, and listen to what the Supreme Korfan had to say, after all, he is also a doctor .

When Dumbledore pushed open the door, Mrs. Weasley and Bill surrounded the battered Madam Pomfrey.They seemed to be asking about Harry's condition and whereabouts.All those lying in this room were warriors. Except for Fleur Delacour, who was lucky to be uninjured, everyone else was more or less covered with bandages, especially Marilyn, who was wrapped as if A mummy.

Of course, Fu Rong was not spared, even if she was not injured, she still had to stay here to observe.

Seeing Harry walking in, they all struggled to say hello to Harry, especially Cedric, he didn't know whether it was crushed or something, his hair seemed to explode, and he looked very funny.But this does not affect the appearance of the senior Hufflepuff in the slightest.

It should be said that Cedric's face value is high enough to be able to control this kind of afro-you see, if Harry or Ron had this hairstyle, it would be... not so beautiful, but in Cedric On the body, there is really no sense of disobedience.

When Harry and the others walked in, they all turned sharply, and Mrs. Weasley let out a subdued exclamation.

"Harry! Oh, Harry!" She started running towards Harry, but Dumbledore stepped forward and got between them.

"Molly," said Headmaster Dumbledore softly, holding up a hand, "please listen to me first: Harry had a terrible ordeal tonight, and he just recounted it to me... he What is needed now is sleep and quiet and peace. If he wants you to be with him."

He looked around Ron, Hermione and Bill again, and added very seriously, "You can stay, but I know that children of your age are full of curiosity, so I don't want you to ask him Any question—unless he wants to answer it himself, but you have to remember, absolutely not tonight, Harry, he needs to rest."

Mrs. Weasley nodded.She was very pale.She turned to Ron, Hermione and Bill suddenly, as if they were arguing.She lowered her voice and taught: "Did you hear that? He needs to be quiet!"

"Okay, I'll leave after you go to bed, Harry." Dumbledore said kindly.

Dumbledore forbade anyone to ask him questions, and Harry felt an indescribable sense of gratitude.It wasn't that he didn't want them to be here, but the thought of having to repeat the whole thing and experience it all over again was unbearable to him.

Harry lay on the bed like a salted fish, staring at the white ceiling in a trance. Whenever he was in a trance, Voldemort's unpleasant face would definitely appear in his mind.

"After I went to see Fudge, I rushed back to see you, Harry," said Dumbledore. "I will fight for it one last time. If he doesn't get in, there's nothing I can do... So I hope you will do the same tomorrow." Stay here until I finish speaking to the teachers and students of the school before leaving."

After speaking, he left without looking back, without taking a piece of cabbage.

After Dumbledore left, the room changed from not being able to breathe, to becoming a little more active.Concerned about Harry's mental state, they didn't make too much noise, let alone disturb Harry, but whispered to each other in low voices.

Viktor and Cedric chatted very enthusiastically. The two of them chatted while looking in Harry's direction, not knowing what they were talking about.

Louis didn't care what everyone was gossiping about, but took out the sha energy counter and walked to Harry's side.

"Madame Pomfrey, where is the Supreme?" Louis asked while playing with the sha energy counter.

Madam Pomfrey walked to the next door and said something in a low voice. After a while, the Supreme Korvan came over, playing with a jar made of kypar amber in her hand.

"The Awakener." The Supreme Korfan saw Louis and greeted him, then looked at the Sha energy counter in Louis's hand, and said with a click: "Put down the gadgets in your hand, Awakener, we You don't need this thing to check the sha..."

"Oh? Then what do you need?" Louis became interested.

The Supreme Korfan knocked on his compound eyes and made a ding-ding sound: "Trust my eyes—even the gadgets in your hands are designed according to the characteristics of my compound eyes."

"Well, it seems that my class is playing tricks." Louis smiled and picked up the sha energy counter.

The Supreme Ke Erfan nodded, walked to Harry's side with crabbed steps, looked up and down, and after a while, a small purple and white bug was pulled out from Harry's shoulder.

"It seems that they are still dishonest, actually playing such a little trick." The Supreme Korvan threw the bug into the jar in his hand, "I just accept such a good thing, and there is still no research on how to resist the erosion of Sha energy." Need its help, the Awakener..."

"You can just take it away, don't ask my opinion." Louis didn't care about Keer Fan touching a bug.

The Supreme Korfan nodded, and said: "I have checked the body of this male human larva, and there is no sign of Sha energy erosion, only the little bug just now, but it has been removed, so there is no evidence of it. Nothing to worry about."

"Thanks for your hard work, Supreme." Louis said with a smile.

After Ke Erfan left, Sirius patted Harry's back anxiously, but was slapped by Aunt Molly.

"I believe that strange-looking doctor just now, Sirius," Molly said angrily, "What Harry needs now is rest. I think you should give him some space to rest."

Sirius scratched his paw, not knowing where to put it, but at least he knew he shouldn't bother Harry anymore.

"Is he going to be okay?" Ron looked at Harry worriedly, "My God, I can't imagine what it's like to face Voldemort..."

"He'll be fine." Madam Pomfrey said pleasantly, "Don't worry, young man, at Harry's age, he recovers the fastest, so you don't need to worry."

With that said, Madam Pomfrey handed Harry a set of pajamas and drew the curtains around him.

Harry quickly removed his robes, changed into his pajamas, and crawled into bed.

Everyone came in from the curtain and sat on the chairs on either side of him.Ron and Hermione looked at him almost cautiously, as if they were a little afraid of disturbing him.

"I'm fine," he told them. "It's just that I'm too tired. Don't look at me like this, as if I'm a fragile person made out of dough."

Aunt Molly stroked his sheets gently, with tears in her eyes, and Sirius was like a male mother, with a gentle expression that made Harry want to fuck.

Madam Pomfrey had returned from a quick trip to her office with a small bottle and a goblet containing a purple potion.

"You'll need to drink it all, Harry," she said. "This drug will give you a dreamless sleep. You almost close your eyes, and when you open them again it's a day gone by."

"Is it really so miraculous?" Louis came interested. Grandpa has been suffering from insomnia, and uncles and aunts. The quality of sleep of the elderly is not good, and it is still difficult to fall asleep. I hope this kind of thing can help them.

Of course, the most important thing is that with this potion, there is no need to think about Christmas gifts this year.

Madam Pomfrey shook the small bottle, the purple potion in the bottle shone with charming brilliance, she looked at the small bottle, and said, "Of course it's amazing, you should have learned how to prepare this potion in class... If you want it, I suggest you go to your dean, Professor Snape, after all, the potion in my hand was also prepared by him..."

(End of this chapter)