The All-League of Legends Starts From the Heavens

When the mage was thinking about how to deal with those pure-blooded families, Harry, who was still recovering in the school hospital, encountered a little trouble.

Because the other little wizards suffered relatively minor injuries, they all left after being treated.

Draco Malfoy, who was more seriously injured than him, was sent to St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries.

Therefore, now he is the only patient left in the entire school hospital.

And Harry, who was told by the nurse to take more rest, heard that cold voice again in his sleep, only he could hear it.

And, this time, there was a sound of hard objects rubbing back and forth, like some unknown creature crawling.

He was so frightened that he jumped up from the bed.

In the end, after putting on the glasses, the terrifying voice disappeared, and now standing in front of his hospital bed was the house elf named Dobby.

"Dobby?" Harry was a little puzzled, how could it come here.

When he was at his aunt's house before, it was because of Dobby's unintentional disturbance that he was grounded and almost couldn't come to Hogwarts.

Speaking of which, apart from the fact that this house elf likes to say inexplicable things, Harry doesn't even know whose elf it is.

"Harry Potter should listen to Dobby and don't come to Hogwarts." Seeing that he was awake, Dobby immediately reminded him, "Harry Potter missed the train that day and should go straight home."

"So it's you?" Harry suddenly remembered that day, platform nine and three-quarters, where he couldn't get in anyway.

"It was you who closed the partition so that Ron and I would not pass through?"

Dobby nodded a little aggrieved.

Seeing it admit, Harry said angrily, "You almost got me and Ron fired!"

"That will at least keep you away from here." The little elf whose ears drooped in fright. He didn't seem to think he was doing anything wrong, but instead said plausibly, "Harry Potter must go home!"

"Dobby thought his Bludgers would make Harry Potter understand."

"Your Bludger?" Harry couldn't hold back at all, and growled angrily, "You asked that Bludger to chase me?"

"Did you know that that Bludger almost burned me, the whole school's teachers and students!"

At this moment, Harry felt extremely guilty. If it wasn't for him, the little wizards today wouldn't have been hurt at all.

At this time, in the face of the angry little wizard, Dobby seemed to understand that it had done too much, so he defended: "Dobby has realized his mistake."

"Dobby can only iron his hands with an iron."

As he said that, he raised his two bandaged hands, and the red wounds left by the high temperature could still be vaguely seen in the gaps between the bandages.

But Harry was still reluctant to forgive it: "You'd better get out of here before I strangle you!"

The elf, frightened by his fierce look, fell directly from the hospital bed to the ground.

He said tremblingly, "Dobby is used to death threats, and Dobby hears it five times a day at the host's house."

Harry suddenly became a little curious about this little elf, so he got up from the hospital bed and asked, "Aren't you going to tell me why you want to kill me?"

Dobby immediately denied it: "It didn't kill you, it definitely didn't kill you."

"Dobby didn't know why the Bludger caught fire. Dobby was just too worried about Harry Potter."

Just as Harry was about to ask something more, the lights outside the ward suddenly lit up, accompanied by bursts of footsteps.

Dobby also noticed that someone was coming, and hurriedly waved to the little wizard: "Listen!"

"Something terrible is about to happen at Hogwarts, Harry Potter must get out of here!"

"Because history is about to repeat itself..."

The little wizard immediately understood what it meant. The house elf was talking about the voice that only he could hear, the blood on the wall, and the petrified cat.

and what they stand for...

"Could it be that this kind of thing happened before?" Harry asked.

His question made Dobby panic, and he looked around at a loss: "Dobby shouldn't say anything, Dobby should go."

Before leaving, the house elf took out two green stones and a crystal-shaped purple sphere from behind and handed them to the little wizard.

"On your way home, I hope they keep you safe."

After speaking, he got into the bottom of the bed and disappeared like powder.

Harry was holding these three rather heavy things in his arms, and he was a little confused about the situation for a while.

What's this?

But now there is no time for him to tell the difference, because the footsteps outside the ward are getting closer.

So, the little wizard hurriedly lay back on the hospital bed, turned his back to the door, and pretended to be asleep.

After a few seconds at most, a group of people hurried into the ward, and one of them said anxiously, "put him here."

Then he asked again, "What happened to him?"

The voice was familiar, and Harry knew as soon as he heard it that it was the voice of Madam Pomfrey, the school doctor, who had just given herself medicine earlier.

Immediately another more familiar voice replied: "There was another attack, I think he was petrified."

It's Dean Dumbledore! The little wizard immediately thought of it, and a deep worry rose in his heart, it seems that another person has been hurt.

"Go, help me find Professor Ryze." The white wizard's voice sounded again.

Soon, his request was answered, and there were footsteps hurriedly leaving the ward.

Harry urgently wanted to know who the petrified person was, but he didn't dare to turn around to look. He could only guess based on the conversations of Dumbledore.

"Look, that camera! Maybe he took a picture of the attacker!"

"This is Professor McGonagall talking." Harry's thoughts flew, and his eyes quickly formed.

There seems to be a little first-year wizard named Colin who always likes to take pictures with a camera. I remember taking a picture of him a few days ago.

Could it be that it was Colin who was attacked this time?

Harry pricked up his ears and carefully analyzed the next conversation between Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall.

At the hospital bed a few meters behind him, the white wizard took the camera down from Colin's hard hands.

As soon as I opened the back cover and wanted to check the film, the camera made a muffled sound, followed by a pungent smoke rising out.

At the same time, an unpleasant burning smell began to permeate the ward.

Seeing this, Professor McGonagall hurriedly asked, "What does this mean, Albus?"

Looking at the camera that was completely damaged, Dumbledore said in a heavy tone: "This means that our situation is very dangerous."

It was the first time to see the white wizard so nervous, which made Mag's face full of unease: "How should I tell the staff."

"To be honest." Dumbledore turned his eyes to the professor: "Just say Hogwarts is no longer safe."

"As we feared, Minerva."

"That secret room was indeed opened again."