Chapter 711

"Bang!"

Even Noah didn't expect that his stomach had such excellent elasticity. After staring at the re closed door for a while, he hurriedly turned the door handle to open it.

Because just at the moment when the door closed, he did hear a scream from the corridor outside.

"Who --"

As soon as the fat man opened the door, he wanted to apologize quickly, but he found another hand on his stomach. After subconsciously looking down, he moved his eyes back to his front along the arm.

"Er..."

In front of him was a Hogwarts student with scattered black hair. Although he looked familiar, the fat man still couldn't remember who he was at the first time.

Maybe it was because when he opened the door, the other party was also reaching for the handle, but he opened the door first, so that the other party grabbed his belly inadvertently.

"Oh, well... I'm very sorry just now. I happened to be standing behind the door when you opened the door. You... Um, didn't you hurt anything?"

For the fat man's apology, the other party immediately waved his hands to show that he was okay, but his red nose still exposed the fact that he was hit by the door.

"It's okay, it's my fault - I was a little worried just now. I just wanted to go in. I suddenly forgot that I should knock first."

As he was talking, he soon remembered his purpose of running in a hurry and became anxious again.

"Ah! Is that Miss Sarah hornheim here? Is she... Is she okay?"

Noah on the other side saw that the boy's face was a little more eager. In addition, the other party immediately mentioned Sarah. He couldn't help but be a little more curious.

"Yes... But..." Noah said. "I'm her brother Noah hornheim. What about you? Also, I don't know what's the matter with you in such a hurry to find my sister?"

"Sister?" the other party was a little stunned, but soon nodded, "Hello, I'm Harry Potter, a sixth grade student of Gryffindor College... I know that it's actually a little late, and I heard that miss hornheim was seriously injured, which may be inconvenient to meet people."

Speaking of this, he hesitated a little, and then said, "I don't know if you know ma... I mean, Professor McLean, where is he now? I heard that he went back to the castle with Miss hornheim before, but I can't find him after he came back... I have something urgent to find him."

"Well..." the fat man shook his head quickly when he heard the speech. "I don't know where he is now. Well, come in first! Sarah is resting in the hospital bed, but she shouldn't be asleep... Go and ask!"

After that, the fat man stepped aside and let Harry in, who was blocked by his huge body. When Harry nodded his thanks and walked in, the fat man left by the door stared at Harry's back for a few more eyes.

"Hey! Running so fast, I asked Sarah as soon as I came up. I thought this boy had a crush on Sarah! It made me excited for nothing..."

Sarah can be said to be a very special existence in hornheim's house.

Noah had no way of knowing about Sarah's past years at hornheim's house. But at least since Noah became sensible, Sarah has been with him.

From the beginning he asked him to call him his sister, to later Sarah called him brother... No matter what kind of identity and relationship, as long as he intersperses in life all the time, he will gradually become a "family".

Noah believes that her father, who also lives with Sarah until now, has always felt this way.

However, they all know one thing in their hearts, that is "Sarah is lonely". And because of Sarah herself, this loneliness will continue forever. No one knows whether it will end or not.

Therefore, hornheim and his son were wondering whether they could find a happiness for Sarah, their "eternal family".

Of course, they all know that it is too difficult.

"Speaking of it, Marca seems to be as old as this guy?" Noah said suddenly. "That guy is so young and mature that people can't help ignoring his actual age... But think about it, isn't it just like Sarah? Well, if he... Maybe he can do it!"

The fat man was looking at the hospital bed, but his mind was full of imagination. Soon his thoughts didn't know where to go.

Not to mention his wishful thinking over there, Harry had asked.

"Well... Miss hornheim, I'm Gryffindor's Harry Potter," he whispered to the bulging quilt on the hospital bed, "are you still awake?"

"... well."

Of course Sarah was still awake, but she was still thinking about some doubts just now. After a short time with her back to Harry, she whispered.

"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb your rest..." Harry continued immediately after hearing it. "Well, I'd like to ask where Professor McLean is now... You know? I have something urgent to find him here."

"Really?" Sarah still pointed the back of her head at Harry without looking back. "I don't know. It should be at school..."

The answer was almost nothing, which gave Harry a headache.

To be honest, he has always been bad at dealing with girls, especially beautiful girls. Although Sarah looks very young, it's absolutely lovely to talk about her appearance.

Think about it. This body is man-made, and if a person wants to make a girl, how can he be ugly? Although Phillips was a little strange and paranoid, he was also a man who had married a wife and had children. He was basically a normal man.

"Well... Didn't he go back to the castle with Miss hornheim to treat you? Well, I didn't mean to say you lied to me, I mean..."

Sometimes it takes courage to question the words of others, and it is different from the courage to fight Voldemort. Harry has actually realized this. After all, he is having a good time with Ginny, but he is still not good at what he is not good at.

Of course, at present, even if he is a very strong boy, it is difficult to ask anything from Sarah.

"I don't know," Sarah repeated faintly, adding, "I've been separated from Professor McLean for a while. I really don't know where he will be now."

Naturally, her answer could not be said to be a lie. As for the responsive room that Marca took her to, she can't say it now. Because she still remembered that Maka clearly mentioned that the room was a place that could not be told to others.

When Maka has promised to help her, she doesn't want to leave a bad impression that she can't be trusted on such small details. Even she knows that the relationship between Harry and Marca seems to be good.

"But --"

At this point, Harry fully understood that Sarah didn't want to tell him anything. Therefore, although he still wanted to ask further questions, he took back the following words after hesitating.

"All right! Then... Excuse me, miss hornheim."

After reluctantly saying goodbye, Harry had to turn back. When he passed the door, he saw that the fat man was half open and seemed to be in a daze, so he just nodded his head and hurried away again.

Since they can't find Maka for a while, they have to solve the matter by themselves. Even if he and Ron knew that it would be much easier to solve the problem with Marca.

Unfortunately, the world is not a Muggle movie. The passing time will not stop for them because Maka is away.

He hurried back to the library. Ron was still here and didn't leave. When Harry entered the library door, he saw Ron sitting on a chair at a reading table, but his vision remained deep in the large number of bookshelves behind him, almost the same as before he went to Marca.

"Ron."

He turned back at once when he heard Harry calling him as he approached quickly.

"Harry, find ma -" Ron said only halfway. Seeing that Harry was not followed by anyone, he sighed, "didn't you find it?"

"Yes..." Harry nodded, took out a chair and sat down, regardless of his back. Mrs. pince's sharp eyes stabbed him straight in the back. "I looked everywhere and asked at the school hospital... Miss hornheim didn't say anything."

"Well..." said Ron, turning around again and continuing to look into the depths of the bookshelf, "Marca also has too many things to do. Tonight, there is an unidentified wizard blocking the hostage taking and blocking the school gate. In fact, I don't want to disturb him. But... The library is about to close, and Mrs. pince has been staring here for a long time."

"I think we'd better go to Luna?" said Harrington, unable to help.

He has said this sentence three times, but Ron has always disagreed. Sure enough, Ron still shook his head decisively and resolutely rejected the proposal.

"Although I'm not sure if things are the same as I think, I still think it's possible..." Ron said silently. "In short, it's best not to ask Luna for help before the last moment, because I'm afraid it will only make things worse."

When Harry heard this, he had to nod helplessly, and his eyes fell in the direction Ron looked.

"Alas... Hermione..."