Chapter 154： Harry Potter's astonishment

Harry furiously opened his eyes in pain, following the reputation.

In his sight blurred by tears and pain, he vaguely saw a tall figure appearing beside Snape. Although he couldn't see his face, he couldn't admit that Harry was wrong with his white hair and beard. .

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!"

Harry tried hard to call Dumbledore's name, but his mouth was firmly stuck to the curse.

"Sigh..." Dumbledore sighed, "Why are you doing this again?"

The answer was a cold snort from Snape.

Shaking his head helplessly, Dumbledore took out his wand and waved it twice at Harry. He immediately felt the pain in his body subsiding quickly, and his legs and tongue that were forcibly stuck together by the curse were also liberated. Came out.

"Professor! Snape stole the Philosopher's Stone!"

As soon as his tongue was released, Harry shouted eagerly and quickly got up from the ground.

Then he was stunned to see that Snape took the red Philosopher's Stone from his pocket without any haste, and threw it to Dumbledore who was aside very casually.

"This...this is...huh?!"

Harry was confused, and then, seeing Snape's sinister smile, he shouted again.

"Professor Dumbledore! Don't be fooled by him! He really just snatched the Philosopher's Stone from me!"

"Okay, Harry," Dumbledore's calm voice calmed Harry a little. "Severus' behavior was with my permission," he said. "Regarding the details of this incident, You can ask your good friends Ron and Hermione, or come to the principal's office to see me later, now you need to treat the boils on your face."

"Ron and Hermione? Are they okay?!"

Hearing the names of the two friends, Harry immediately asked eagerly.

"Of course, they are all fine," Dumbledore waved with a smile, "Come with me, your friends are waiting for you."

Harry followed Dumbledore through the black flames in a daze, and returned to the room where he chose the potion.

Then he saw his two friends sitting unscathed at a round table, beside them were two other familiar figures—Fish and Professor McGonagall.

"Meow ha ha ha ha!" When Feish saw Harry, he pointed to him and laughed. "Scartou, did you steal honey? How come you got stung like this?"

Harry subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, and then he felt a pimple on his hand, and with the touch of his fingers, the pimple on his face also sent some not so strong burning sensation.

Only then did he remember that when he was learning the pimple curse, the book also specifically mentioned the characteristics of this evil curse.

Although using the healing spell can relieve most of the pain of the spell, the boil that has been spawned must be resolved with medicine... or wait ten and a half days for it to slowly subside on its own.

"Harry! Are you okay?!"

My friend Ron got up from the chair, jumped up to him, and said angrily: "Snape made it too hard! Isn't this a pimple curse?"

Ron, who was learning the curse with Harry, recognized it at a glance.

Harry pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly and smiled. The pimple curse had been calculated, and Ron couldn't even imagine what he had experienced in it.

But seeing that the two friends were all safe and sound, the smile on Harry's face gradually became sincere. He grabbed Ron and murmured: "Great, it's really great that you are fine."

Ron was stunned. After Dumbledore’s previous explanation and his own experience, he could probably guess how Snape deceived Harry, so he hugged Harry with his backhand and slapped him hard. His back.

"Moya, why are you crying? Why are you uncomfortable?"

Feishe looked at Hermione who was suddenly wiping tears with curiosity, and gave her and Harry a rejuvenation.

"No, no, I'm fine."

Hermione lowered her head shyly and wiped the tears from her face.

Then she saw the green light coming out of her ankle. Just when she was dealing with the monster, she was a little bit uncomfortable, but it was only a little uncomfortable, and she didn't feel much pain. Now she has even that discomfort. Can't feel it anymore.

"what did you do to me?"

The studious Hermione asked in surprise.

"It's a healing spell Meow! It works, Professor Youtou was bitten by Lu Wei, and I cured Meow!"? (●ΦwΦ●)?

Fisch pointed to Snape who hadn't said a word after pointing it out, and said triumphantly.

First, she glanced at Snape with a complicated expression, and after Hermione exclaimed, she looked at Harry who had also been rejuvenated by Fisch.

Harry's entire head was wrapped in a ball of green light that kept spinning around. After a while, the green light gradually dissipated.

Then Hermione realized that the bumps on Harry's face were miraculously...shrinked so little.

Harry felt that his swollen head was much more comfortable before. He touched his cheek. Although the pimple hadn't shrunk much, there was no more burning sensation.

"Thank you, Feish."

After a brief exchange, the professors returned to the ground with a few students, Harry was sent to the infirmary, Ron and Hermione went back to the dormitory, but Fisch chose to stay and play with Lu Wei for a while. .

Professor McGonagall didn't stop him either. Anyway, he won't have to go to class anymore, and compared to his previous trip to the Forbidden Forest to find Voldemort to fight, this little thing is not worth mentioning.

After playing with Lu Wei for a while, Fisch sneaked into the kitchen familiarly, took food and ran to the infirmary to look for Harry.

Although he didn't know why he did this, it was written in the story book that his friend would bring things to visit him when he went to the hospital.

"Grandma White Hat!"?●w●?

Pushing the door into the infirmary, Fisch immediately pounced on Madam Pomfrey.

"It's Little Feishe," Madam Pomfrey rubbed his little head with a smile. "Are you here to visit Harry?"

"Yeah," Feish nodded. "The book says that a good friend is coming to visit Meow when he is sick."

"Really? Nafi may be a really good boy," Madam Pomfrey continued to touch his head, "but Harry needs a rest, so Fisch, you have to leave after a while."

"Okay Meow!"? (●ΦwΦ●)?

After picking up some new candy from Madam Pomfrey, Phil Xu ran to Harry's bed.

"Scarhead, I came to see you!" (●ΦwΦ●)?

"Fish?"

Harry immediately sat up from the bed, and Fisch could clearly see that the pimple on his face had subsided a lot, and Madam Pomfrey's potion was as effective as ever.

"Great, Feish, I happen to have something to ask you!"

Originally, Harry had been tossing about in the hospital bed and couldn't sleep because of what happened today, but now that Feish has come, he immediately wanted to ask a question.

"Meow?"?w?

Fisch, who was digging out food, tilted his head and looked at Harry suspiciously.

"Can you tell me what the **** is going on tonight?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Meow tonight?" Fei Xu looked at the food in his hand, "Fei Xu came to visit you."

As he said, he raised the food in his hand to Harry and showed it: "I also brought you a gift, Meow!" (●ΦwΦ●)つ

"...I'm not asking about this..." Harry covered his forehead and clarified the question dumbfoundingly. "I asked about the things we were behind the trapdoor tonight."

"Oh," Feish recalled with his head tilted, and suddenly laughed, "Hahaha! Scarhead you are so stupid when you fight trolls! If it weren't for the teeth, you would have lost."

"Uh... Then can you tell me, when did you and Professor Dumbledore follow us? And why did they do this?"

Harry also knew that his performance at the time was a bit unsatisfactory. Although it was embarrassing, he wanted to know the truth more, so he resisted the shame in his heart and continued to question.

"I followed Meow from the beginning," Feish sat cross-legged on the bed next to Harry, shaking his body, "Scarhead, your flute is so ugly, Lu Wei can fall asleep like this..."

After mocking Harry's flute and Lu Wei's taste, Fisch finally talked about Harry's biggest concern.

"The bad old man likes to run around with us. Feish has been followed by him several times."

"What about Snape? And Professor McGonagall why did they follow?"

"I don't know Meow!" Fisch replied confidently, "Minerva took me there, they were already there when I arrived," and then he continued to add confidently, "The bad old man seemed to have I talked to Mouseya and Hongmao No. 4 for the reason, but Feish wasn't interested, so he didn't pay attention to meow!"

"..."

Looking at Fisch silently, Harry sighed helplessly. He knew it was impossible to ask Fisch.

"Really? Thank you, Fisch, then I will go to Ron and ask them tomorrow..."

It seems that there is no way to figure out the truth tonight.

Harry simply turned his motivation into appetite, and sat down with Fisch and ate the food he had brought.

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