Chapter 1136

"Hush, keep it down." Van Linden pulled Hermione for a moment. No matter what happened, they both missed the wonderful Quidditch match.

Although van Lin was not very good at Quidditch, he was happy to see Harry make a fool of himself.

"Why are we following him?" Hermione whispered.

Fanlin did not answer, but controlled his wand and condensed a pool of water in the corridor not far away.

Through the water, van Lin can clearly see three people, two very pinched girls, plus a tall boy.

"Malfoy So, he and the two girls Hermione hesitated and said that it seemed that Malfoy and the two girls were not afraid at all, and they were dragging forward with their hands.

"Can't you hurry up, fool. We don't have much time. " Malfoy's roar came, but then it was subdued.

"What are they doing, what don't they have time for?" Asked Hermione.

"Let's follow." Said Fanlin, seeing Malfoy disappear at one end of the corridor, and pulling Hermione quickly followed.

"Do what Harry always wanted to do." Van Lin said, watching Malfoy with the two girls turned to the second floor has been abandoned corridor.

"Myrtle?" Hermione exclaimed, "Myrtle's toilet, what's Malfoy going to do?"

Van Lin ran quickly past, only heard a thump, and then Malfoy and the two girls disappeared.

Slytherin's chamber of secrets?

Van Lin is not sure. Dumbledore should have closed Slytherin's secret room, but now

"What Harry said is true?" Hermione said, "what is Malfoy really doing..."

"I don't know. It's not a good thing anyway." Van Lin shook his head. In order not to frighten the snake, they had to leave here first.

Malfoy didn't put the vanishing cabinet in the "on demand" house. Perhaps because of D.A., the "on demand" house is no longer safe, but

Malfoy doesn't know how to get into Slytherin's chamber, and Dumbledore has promised to close the chamber

Did Voldemort give Malfoy some rewards?

However, when van Lin and Hermione returned to the Quidditch arena to see the Gryffindor team, van Lin had been looking forward to Luna's explanation, but Neville passed on the bad news about Harry.

"Shocked! Gryffindor's players didn't agree with each other, and the goalkeeper and the team's captainor broke out into a conflict. The reason behind this was actually like this... "

"Hey, I have a picture here." Neville said, pulling out Colin's camera, now Colin has his Muggle camera upgraded early.

It's clear that a swimming ball is violently hit on Harry's head by McClaren, and Harry loses control of the broom and falls.

"Hey, leave me some photos. I think Fred and George will need them." Van Lin said cautiously, "remember, be sure to..."

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"It's great that you can come with me," Ron grinned.

Harry, who just woke up, blinked and looked around. Of course: he was in the hospital. Outside, the sky was indigo with a touch of crimson. The game ended hours ago

There's no hope of catching Malfoy. This is Harry's first thought.

Harry felt his head was a little strange; he reached for it and found a stiff bandage around his head.

"What happened?" Harry was a little confused. He sat up and found Mrs. Pomfrey nearby, and then there were vaseline and Hermione.

Fanlin seems to have a picture in his hand

"The head is broken," Mrs. Pomfrey quickly put down her things, and then he pressed back on the pillow.

"There's nothing to worry about. I'll cure it right away, but you'll have to lie here all night. Don't overdo it for hours

"Oh I don't want to spend the night here, "Harry said angrily. He sat up and lifted the quilt." I'm going to find mcclargen and kill him. "

"I'm afraid it's over exerting," said Madame Pomfrey, pressing him firmly on the bed, lifting her wand and threatening. "You have to stay here until I let you go, or I'll go to the headmaster."

She hurried back to the office, and Harry fell asleep on the pillow.

"Do you know the score of our final defeat?" He asked, gnashing his teeth.

"Well, I know," said Fanlin apologetically. "The final score was 320 to 60."

"Three hundred twenty Ginny did a good job... "

"Oh, I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding." "Gryffindor's 60 points, since you left, it's not too much, and in the end, heffpav's captors caught the snitch."

"That's great," Harry said in a huff. "How wonderful! Just let me catch mcclargen -- ""Hey, man, you don't want to catch him, he's as big as a troll," Ron said wisely. "I personally think we'd better find a way to curse the prince with his toenails. Anyway, the rest of the team may have solved him before you go out, and they are not happy... "

There was an uncontrollable joy in Ron's voice; Harry could see that Ron was ecstatic when he knew mcclargen had made a mess of it.

"Oh, my God..." Harry felt a little bad. He was lying upright and staring at the small piece of light on the ceiling. His head didn't hurt. To be exact, he felt that the part under the bandage was fragile.

"I can hear the interpretation of the game here," said Ron, his voice shaking with laughter. "I hope it will be Luna who will explain the competition from now on Failure syndrome... "

In this situation, Harry was so angry that he couldn't laugh at all. After a while, Ron's laughter finally subsided.

"Ginny came to see you when you were in a coma," said Vaseline, understanding. This was probably the news Harry wanted to hear most.

This enlivens Harry's thoughts and quickly conceives a scene in his mind. Ginny Vos cries on his unconscious body and confesses to him how much she is infatuated with him. Ron is blessing them

"By the way, she said you arrived in time before the game started. How? You left here quite early. " Ron remembered.

"Oh..." Harry said Ron's words broke all the illusions in Harry's mind.

This makes Fanlin feel very cruel. You can't be so harsh on a patient. However, both of them should be regarded as patients.

"Yes Well, I saw Malfoy sneak back with two girls who didn't seem to want to follow him, the second time he didn't show up on the court with the whole school. He escaped the last game, remember? " Harry sighed. "I wish I had followed him. I lost the game so badly..."

"Don't be silly," Ron said sharply. "You can't miss a Quidditch game just to follow Malfoy. You're the captain!"

"I just want to know what tricks he's playing," said Harry. "Don't tell me it's all my imagination, especially when I hear about him and Snape --"

"I never said it was all your imagination," Ron raised himself with an elbow and frowned at Harry, "but no one rules that only one person can plot a plot here every time! You're obsessed with Malfoy, Harry. I mean, I'm willing to miss the game just to follow him... "

Van Lin and Hermione were silent Well, it's better not to discuss it with Harry, at least until Harry gets better.

"I want to catch him on the spot!" Said Harry, very depressed. "I mean, where does he go every time he disappears on the map?"

"I don't know Hogsmeade? " Ron suggested, yawning.

"I've never seen him walk through a secret path on a map. I wonder if they've been monitored? "

"Well, then, I don't know," said Ron.

They fell into silence.

Harry looked up at the circle of lights on the ceiling, thinking If he had the power of Rufus slinger, he would have arranged to follow Malfoy. Unfortunately, Harry didn't have Auror in his office to obey him He thought quickly from D.A Get some help, but that's a problem because people miss classes; after all, most of them have a full schedule.

"Oh, well, Harry, take care of yourself." "I don't think it's going to be long, but I think Hermione and I should go back," Fanlin said

"Take care of yourself, you two..."

Ron didn't reply. He was already in a semi hazy state. McClaren's accident made him very happy. His position was kept, in various ways.

Van Lim and Hermione leave, and after a while, there is a loud snore in Ron's bed. After a while Mrs. Pomfrey came out of the office, this time in a thick nightgown.

Pretending to sleep was the easiest thing; Harry turned over and heard her wave her wand and pull all the curtains up. The light went out, too, and she turned back to the office; he heard her click the door behind her, knowing she was ready to go to bed.

This is the third time he has been sent to the school hospital because of injury in a Quidditch match. The last time he dropped his broom because Dementors showed up on the court, and before that, all the bones in his arm had been removed by the hopelessly stupid Professor Lockhart It was his most painful injury He remembers how painful it was to grow a whole arm bone overnight, and even an unexpected visitor couldn't alleviate his discomfort - Harry sat up straight, his heart beating violently, and the bandage slipped to one side.

He finally found the answer: there was a way to track Malfoy - how could he forget, why had he never thought about it before? But the question is, how do you get him here? What to do? Harry whispered tentatively into the darkness."Clencher?" There was a loud bang, scuffles and screams filled the quiet room. Ron yelled and woke up.

"What happened --" Ron's face is muddled, he is dreaming of his return to the team, and then people expect, to stick to the Quidditch goal task to him.

As for other ballads, such as "Weasley is our king", oh, the simple sentence is quite good.

But all this has been destroyed Can't help, Ron a little confused, he has not yet sobered from the joy.

Harry felt a little numb in his scalp. He was not sure if the noise would offend Mrs. Pomfrey, but if they continued to do so, the result would be certain.

Harry quickly pointed his wand at the door of Madame Pomfrey's office and whispered, "whisper So she won't run out.

Then he climbed to the end of the bed to see what was going on. Two domestic Elves were rolling on the floor in the middle of the room, one wearing a crumpled chestnut Pullover and several woolen hats, and the other with a dirty rag around his waist, like a belt.

Then there was another bang, and Pippi appeared above the two elves wrestling together.

"I see it, Potter!" He yelled at Harry angrily, pointing to the domestic elf fighting below, and then chuckled loudly. "Look at these two brawling little animals, bite, bite, fight, fight --"

"cletcher can't disrespect his master in front of dobby, he can't, otherwise dobby will stop cletzee's mouth for him!" Dobby called in a shrill voice.

"-- kick! Catch it The Pippi screamed happily, and threw some chalk at them to further infuriate them, "screw! Poke

"Clencher wants to say what his master thinks, yes, and what kind of master he is, and make friends with filthy mud, oh, what will poor clencher's mistress say?"

They couldn't figure out exactly what kretcher's mistress would say, because at that moment dobby put his little rumpled fist into cletcher's mouth and knocked out half of his teeth.

Harry had no hope for kretcher, and since Vaseline threatened kretcher and brought regullus back, kretcher had changed his attitude towards van Lin and Hermione.

But what does it have to do with Harry Potter.

So, even though Harry is the little master of kretcher, he gets respect from kretcher's mouth?

If stupid Porter does

Harry and Ron both jumped out of bed and pulled the two elves apart, but they still tried to kick each other.

Pippi was flying around the chandelier, screaming and abetting them, "poke his finger in his nostrils, pull his nose, pull his ears -"

Harry pointed his wand at Pippi and read, "tongue locked!" Pippi grabbed his own throat, choked, and flew out of the room, making obscene gestures but unable to speak, for his tongue was glued to his upper jaw.

"Beautiful," said Ron admiringly, lifting dobby into the air to prevent his sprawling limbs from touching kretcher.

"That's another Prince's curse, isn't it?" Ron asked.

"Yes," said Harry, twisting kretcher's dry arm around his neck.

"Good - I forbid you to fight! Well, kretcher, I forbid you to fight with dobby. Dobby, I know I don't have the power to order you But Vaseline can, and if you don't mind, I can call him over

"Dobby is an obedient domestic elf who can obey the orders of his master and anyone he likes, and dobby will do whatever Harry Potter wants him to do." Dobby said tears trickled down his wrinkled face and onto his pullover.

That's what bothers Harry the most. Dobby is always crying.

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