Chinese students at Hogwarts.

Chapter 154 The Second Attack

Malfoy and Harry were lying on the adjacent hospital bed, chatting softly, and the weakened version of the water of life and death was placed by the bedside:
"Potter, your fake moves are as obvious as candles at night. Is this the result of your hard work?"

Not to be outdone, Harry retorted:
"Is that Malfoy? I don't know who hit the ground several times. You were not as confident as you were when you were holding your bleeding nose and crying!"

The quarrel between the two became more and more intense. If they were not on the hospital bed, they would have wished to come down and fight immediately.

At this moment, footsteps were heard in the aisle outside, and the two quickly shut up, drew the curtain of the hospital bed, lay on the bed and pretended to be asleep, but actually looked curiously through the gap.

"Squeak!" The door was gently pushed open, and Dumbledore walked in with big strides. He was wearing a very formal wizard robe and a pointed tall hat. He looked windy, as if he had just returned from a long journey.

There were two statue-like things floating behind him, and Professor McGonagall, I don't know if it was an illusion, Malfoy and Harry felt that Professor McGonagall's face was more serious than ever.

"What's the matter?" whispered Madam Pomfrey to Dumbledore, leaning over the statue.

"Another attack," said Dumbledore. "The little wizard found them both on the stairs."

"They still have a lot of food in their hands." Professor McGonagall said, "According to other little wizards, the two of them are planning to go to the kitchen to get some food and bring it back to the stadium to continue watching the game.

Many people know. "

The two eavesdroppers unanimously lifted their bodies up a few inches slowly and carefully, so that they could see the statue on the bed.

A ray of moonlight shines on the two beds opposite.

Harry only felt a violent stomach twitch, and an unspeakable sadness surrounded him. He knew both statues, that was Ginny Weasley, a cute and bright little girl, Ron's sister.

And Colin Creevey, a big fan of himself, a very enthusiastic little boy who always shouts his name in a happy voice and often secretly takes pictures of himself.

Ginny's eyes were wide open, and she covered her mouth with an expression of disbelief.

Colin held his camera with his arms outstretched across his chest, his mouth parted in the same surprised expression.

"Petrified?" Madam Pomfrey asked softly.

"Yes," said Professor McGonagall, "I shudder to think of all the young wizards on the field, if the attack happened at a time when there were a lot of people."

The three looked intently at the two statues.

Then Dumbledore leaned forward, took the camera from between Colin's stiff fingers,
"Did he take a picture of the attacker?" Professor McGonagall asked eagerly.

Dumbledore didn't answer.He pried open the back of the camera. "My God!" exclaimed Madam Pomfrey.

A hot air hissed from the camera.Even Harry and Malfoy, who were three beds apart, could smell a pungent smell of burning plastic.

"It's melted," Madam Pomfrey said in surprise, "it's completely melted..."

"What does that mean, Albus?" asked Professor McGonagall urgently.

Dumbledore was silent for a while and then said softly:

"This shows that the method of attack should be a unique form, not a simple spell. As far as I know, I know at least two types of black magic that can cause similar effects, such as the notorious petrified gaze that is almost lost."

There was silence in the arena, and Harry and Malfoy felt that Dumbledore seemed to be turning his head in their direction.

After a while, Professor McGonagall said in a dry voice:
"What was the attacker's purpose? Was he a student at the school?"

Dumbledore shook his head:

"Minerva, this is exactly what I can't understand, using advanced black magic just to petrify a few little wizards, no other actions
What exactly do you want to do? "

No, what on earth does the owner of the basilisk and the diary want?Zhang Xiao lay on the bed, unable to figure out what they were thinking.

The location of the attack was in a corridor leading to the gate. Zhang Xiao went to check immediately, but there was no message.

There are no mirrors, water stains, glass and other reflective objects, just like the petrification of Filch and Mrs. Norris.

The gaze of the basilisk is deadly, at least deadly enough for a little wizard. If you don't see the gaze indirectly, you will definitely die if you look directly.

Could this basilisk have cataracts, or severe astigmatism?
Otherwise, there is no way to explain that the two attacks were just petrification when no indirect objects were found.

Zhang Xiao rubbed her forehead a little irritably, or she should put Lucius in the sack, then poured Veritaserum and asked who gave the diary to.

If it wasn't for his father's absence, he would have discussed it with him.

No matter what, improving one's own strength is the top priority. According to one's guess, the wizard will instinctively distort the damage he can perceive and reduce the degree of damage.

Just as little wizards are seldom dropped to death, Neville's fall from a broomstick in the original book is just a broken arm.

This is also an idealistic effect, and it is also an illusion that the little wizards show a 'non-human' physique. The physical body of a wizard is not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

So he seriously suspected that the basilisk looked directly at Dumbledore, and he couldn't even petrify him. At most, he could freeze his actions for a while, which would be very remarkable.

A Taoist priest can't calm down the old heavenly master with a chaotic golden watchtower, for one reason.

Start your own little dueling club tomorrow!I just don't know if the experience I learned in my previous life can be used in the wizarding world.

Even if it can't be used, it's okay to help friends improve their strength. He has been with these little wizards for a long time, and he won't accept any of them missing!

After a while, Zhang Xiao's eyes lit up, as if there was a way to let Dumbledore know.

Why can't I buy mature mandrakes from other places at a high price?Or buy a powerful recovery agent?

Although Mandrakes in the entire wizarding world are rare, they are definitely not without them. The Potion Association has a lot of storage.

Or is this not going to work?Otherwise, why no one thought of it?
The next day, the news of the attack on Ginny and Creevey was already spreading through the school.

Malfoy and Potter's 'fight of the century' was completely undiscussed, and the headlines he'd expected were squeezed into the second edition.

The news of successive accidents at Hogwarts caused great shock among the wizards, but no one died for the time being, and the mandrake can undo petrification
All of a sudden, rumors swirled and everyone became suspicious.

The first-year students are now always moving together in small groups, as if they are afraid that if they act alone, they will be attacked.

During the few days that Harry and Malfoy slept, everyone chatted and exchanged amulets, exorcisms and other things to protect themselves without telling the teacher.The practice quickly became popular in schools.

Zhang Xiao also wrote a letter to the Potions Association, indicating that he was going to buy mature mandrake root juice or a powerful recovery potion that would de-petrorify.

And directly indicate that as long as there is, the price is not a problem.

After doing all this, he finally sent out invitations to the candidates he had already selected.

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1. Monthly ticket 2. Recommendation ticket

(End of this chapter)