Hogwarts Homecoming

The air was filled with the familiar smell of potions, and the light hitting his face was very soft. Harry felt that someone was taking off his clothes, and, touching his body, he struggled hard to get up, because , In the buzzing world, he vaguely felt that there were voices talking around him, and there were quite a few of them.

It still made Harry feel a little ashamed to let so many people 'watch' his body.

But after working hard for a long time, Harry still couldn't control himself from opening his eyelids, as if there was a kind of shackle that imperceptibly locked the functions of his body.

Click!

The door of the school hospital was opened, and a series of hurried footsteps broke in, followed by exclamations and the sound of beds being moved.

"Oh my God, Severus and Hagrid!"

Professor McGonagall covered his mouth, tears welling in his eyes, "I can't believe it, Albus, I've never seen him hurt like this before!"

Hagrid is back?

Harry's thoughts were very slow, it took him a long time to recall who the screaming sound belonged to, and then he was waiting for Hagrid's rough voice, but after waiting for a long time, he couldn't hear.

What happened to Hagrid?

Harry thought irritably and worriedly, and he couldn't wait to open his eyes to see the situation.

"Just as Miss Granger said!"

Professor Flitwick seemed to be frightened, his voice was sharper than usual,

"The scene there can make people have nightmares for a whole year, Albus, there are corpses all over the place, there are werewolf corpses everywhere, and there are two centaurs. I found Severus and sea on a pile of corpses. G, luckily they're still alive, I don't dare to waste time—"

Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled as he left Harry's side and strode over to Severus and Hagrid on the stretcher.

"I need you to take a look at their injuries, Poppy—"

The silence that followed was tormenting, but fortunately, Madam Pomfrey gave her judgment not long after.

"Severus is just out of strength, Headmaster, he needs a good rest, Hagrid, I don't need to tell you, you can see that he has suffered a lot, there are at least seven or eight bite marks on his body, a dozen bite marks, those terrible Creatures do it, man, this could lead to-"

Professor McGonagall's body shook violently, and she clutched her heart, showing pain on her face.

"Don't worry, Minerva—"

Dumbledore's sharp gaze was projected on Hagrid's body through the half-moon lens, observing the state of Hagrid's body through a special perspective,

"You know, Hagrid's blood is very resistant to that virus, and he won't suffer what Remus suffered."

"Are you sure, Albus?"

Professor McGonagall grabbed Dumbledore's arm and asked almost beggingly.

"I can assure you, Minerva—" Dumbledore answered the question gravely.

At this moment, Dumbledore obviously knew what everyone needed, his voice and emotions recovered in a very short time, and he ordered everyone in an undeniable voice,

"Both Severus and Hagrid need professional care, Bobby, only you can do this, Pomona, I need you to help me look after Mr Weasley, he's not a big problem, luckily just After being frightened and bumped, and Felius, Mr. Malfoy can only be handed over to you. I have sent a message to St. Mungo, and they will send someone to take Malfoy back to the courtyard as soon as possible, but Until then, I wonder if you can find some way to alleviate the trouble Mr. Malfoy is facing-"

Dumbledore's orderly order made the panicked people find their backbone. They followed Dumbledore's instructions and left this separate ward one by one. In the end, only Harry and Professor McGonagall were lying on the bed.

"Is there something I need to do, Albus?"

Professor McGonagall looked at Harry on the hospital bed and said with a heartache.

"Although Miss Granger has told us some surprising things, now is not the time to let down your guard, Minerva,"

Dumbledore said calmly,

"Sirius is still in a coma. Several faculty members are already guarding him. I need you to watch him too, Minerva. If possible, I hope you can call Miss Granger here for a while."

The noise just now left like a dream, and Harry couldn't wait to talk to Dumbledore. Maybe it was his anxious mood that played a role, maybe it was the sudden warmth pouring into the ground from his forehead. In short, Harry finally opened his eyes, and the first scene he saw was that Dumbledore was retracting his wand.

"Excuse me, Harry, I had to do something to wake you up early—"

Dumbledore said apologetically, but Harry wasn't in the mood to care about it at all, he jumped up from the bed like a spring,

"Sirius is innocent, Professor, it's Scabbers, Ron's mouse is actually an Animagus, and he's Peter Pettigrew!"

Harry yelled,

"Professor Lupine, he was seriously injured, you have to hurry to rescue him!"

"Yes, it can be expected that Remus is in a difficult situation now, but Harry, I'm afraid this is not the only thing that is urgent... Ah, Miss Granger is here."

Dumbledore whispered, and then the door hinges creaked, and Hermione, whose forehead was wrapped in a layer of gauze, ran in. When she saw Harry who had awakened, tears welled up in her eyes.

"Harry!"

Hermione rushed over like a fawn and hugged Harry tightly.

There was urgency in Dumbledore's eyes, but he didn't disturb the warm scene in front of him.

"I can't believe it, Harry!"

Hermione's voice was full of tears

"Professor McGonagall told me that they rescued Hagrid and Professor Snape, and none of them died. It's so lucky!"

Harry nodded thoughtfully.

"Now is not the time to celebrate, Miss Granger—"

Dumbledore whispered,

"I'm afraid we still have a lot of troubles to face. As I just told you, Miss Granger, helping Sirius clear up his grievances is not that simple."

Harry was anxious to speak, but Dumbledore's stern face made him momentarily intimidated.

"--The dementors have notified the Ministry of Magic. I think Connelly and his Aurors may appear outside the school gate at any time. Before they see Sirius, if we are unprepared, then the matter I'm afraid it will fall into a great passive."

Dumbledore said in a low voice,

"Sirius is still in a coma. According to Ms. Pomfrey's judgment, it may take dozens of hours for him to regain consciousness. Let some originally feasible means of obtaining the truth be unusable, unless we want to kill him, and now, except for the two underage wizards, everyone who saw the truth tonight is in a bad state."

"But you believe him innocent, don't you, Professor?"

Harry couldn't help but interjected.

"Yes, I believe."

Dumbledore nodded quickly,

"To be honest, Harry, the truth is not so unexpected, but you must know that the Ministry of Magic probably does not want the public to know that they have held an innocent person in Azkaban for twelve years, and we Critical evidence is now lacking."

"Professor Blaine!" Hermione exclaimed suddenly. "He knows everything. He is the one who helped Sirius enter Hogwarts."

When Hermione mentioned Professor Brian, Harry noticed a light flash in Dumbledore's blue eyes, which seemed to be angry and helpless.

"Yes, Amostar knows everything,"

Dumbledore nodded with a complicated expression,

"But he's nowhere to be found now either, but I'm sure Connelly will get here before him. Let me just say that Connelly won't accept magic unless he can put Peter in front of the Ministry of Magic. suffered such a failure.”

"What do you need us to do, Professor Dumbledore?"

Hermione had already reacted, and she took a deep breath, not thinking about the battlefield of the broken limbs.

"It's like this—"

Under the gaze of Hermione and Harry, Dumbledore took out a piece of yellowed parchment from his pocket,

"When I found you, I found this thing by accident at the same time. It fell out of your pocket, Harry. I won't waste time telling you how surprised I was when I saw it. In fact, I I also noticed a little special power remnant from it.”