Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 154 The Enraged Madam Pomfrey

"Harry, let's go to the school hospital." Hera leaned over and pulled Harry up, their faces showing displeasure.Only that guy Lockhart left the field directly with a haha.

Looking around the stadium, there were only seven or eight of them left in the crowded stadium just now—the Gryffindor players and Hera.

"Okay, kids, the most important thing you should do now is go back and take a hot shower, the professors will take care of it all."

Harry was supported by Hera, and the fact that the arm had been removed didn't hurt, it was just the damn feeling that made him sick.he followed hera

"Hera, Lockhart is a liar, isn't he?"

Hera turned her head and glanced around to confirm that no one would leave any evidence of bad things, and then whispered to Harry: "Believe me, he is definitely a liar. If you can, stay as far away from him as possible."

Harry nodded, taking this to heart - apparently there was no way he could forget that his arms were still like rubber gloves.

When they arrived at the school hospital, Madam Pomfrey was unhappy.

As she laid Harry on the hospital bed, she held up the poor, lifeless thing in his hands angrily. "You should have come straight to me! I can put bones together in a second—but to grow them back—"

"You will too, won't you?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Of course I will, but it's going to hurt." Madam Pomfrey said with a flattering face, throwing Harry a set of pajamas, "You'll just have to spend the night here."

The curtains were drawn around Harry's hospital bed, and the Gryffindors helped him into his pajamas.

Madam Pomfrey got off the bed and grabbed Hera's ear.

"As a professor, you actually let the students suffer such a curse?" Madam Pomfrey said angrily, her strength in her hands did not weaken at all, "And these, all because of those damned dementors." She pointed to the other students in the hospital hospital, they were obviously terrified, and they were sitting on the hospital bed blankly.

"If it wasn't for a short rest to bring them back to normal, I would definitely protest with Dumbledore."

"Actually, there's nothing I can do to stop it. That's Gilderoy Lockhart." Hera said eccentrically, his facial features wrinkled from the pain, but his ear was still in Madam Pomfrey's hand.

"Hmph, I'll let you go," Madam Pomfrey said with a straight face, letting go of her hands, "What's going on? Why did the dementors get into the school?"

Hera rubbed her ears, and slipped out of the school hospital directly, leaving Madam Pomfrey standing there in a daze.

"I won't tell you"

Madam Pomfrey heard this sentence before Hera closed the door of the colonel's hospital
Madam Pomfrey's expression was as cold as ice, her fingers tightly grasped the hem of her clothes, and she said through gritted teeth, "Hera, you'd better pray that you will never get sick in the rest of your life."

The reason why Hera slipped away was naturally not simply to get revenge on Madam Pomfrey for pulling his ear. He mainly wanted to help Professor Dumbledore. As long as the dementor matter over there was resolved, he could go to Tulip Manor to practice his Animagus.

That's the most important thing right now.

Hera went directly to the principal's office and waited for Professor Dumbledore. Time passed by, and Hera even chatted with the Sorting Hat a little bored. The previous principals in the portraits were all dozing off.

"Your days here must be boring, right?" Hera took the sorting hat out from the high stool beside it, and put it in the next room, but since it was the only thing that could communicate in the principal's room, Hera still turned it out.

In fact, if the Sorting Hat hadn't been humming softly over there, Hera wouldn't have remembered that it was still in the principal's office.

The ancient Sorting Hat was very disgusted with Hera's approach, and it protested righteously: "You are interrupting my work! Do you know how important my task is?"

"Isn't it just singing a song at the sorting ceremony? I know, it's definitely not a difficult task for you." Hera crossed her legs, chatting with the sorting hat to prevent him from falling asleep.

"Heh, do you know how difficult it is to come up with a good lyrics? I'm a Gryffindor hat, ever since Hogwarts was founded." There was a wide slit in the brim of the Sorting Hat, like a mouth.

"Okay, okay, there are no students in Hogwarts who don't know your 'prestige'," Hera waved her hand in disinterest. If the Sorting Hat is allowed to miss history here, he will definitely fall asleep.

It was more boring than Professor Binns' class.

"Hmph, you're smart. But I haven't chatted with anyone for a long time. The last time I was with that child, he had a very strong impulse. I even saw the characteristics of Slytherin in him, even though I finally sorted him to Gryffindor." The Sorting Hat interrupted its thinking by saying that it disliked Hera, but now it is actively looking for a topic.

"Child? Which one?" Hera raised her eyebrows. He didn't see anyone with Slytherin's wisdom in Gryffindor's children.In fact, most of the children who are sorted into Gryffindor will be infected and become stupid lions without brains.

"That...Harry Potter, yes, that's the name. He kept telling me 'Sort me into Slytherin', but he obviously has fearless courage, and he is not as cunning as Slytherin." The Sorting Hat pouted and moved on the table.

Hera fumbled her chin. Harry wants to be in Slytherin?
Forget it in his mind, if he was in Slytherin, Professor Snape would have to keep calming potion on hand - so as not to get a cerebral hemorrhage from Harry's anger.

In other words, he seems to have not figured out the sorting rules of the sorting hat for so long.

What personality determines the academy, Hera absolutely does not believe in this kind of planning. An 11-year-old child has no three views, but can he judge the appropriate college through his personality?

"I think it might be good to be in Slytherin, and you can also make sincere friends. It is obviously easier to achieve glory than other academies." Hera said lightly, expressing his opinion softly.

"Oh - there is no doubt about it." The Sorting Hat said boredly lying on the table. He is a Gryffindor hat and has never had much affection for Slytherin.Although the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin was rumored to be somewhat ambiguous for a time, they eventually separated because of disagreements.

"In fact, I've always been curious about how the rules of the division are judged. Does it all depend on the communication with the students?"

"Obviously."

　I took the time to code a chapter Chapter 2 a little later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)