Hogwarts: I am the White Demon King

When the group arrived at the infirmary in a mighty throng, Mia was already there with the remaining St. Mungo's trainees, waiting.

Madam Pomfrey directly took action and chased the noisy little wizards out of the infirmary.

Harry lay on the hospital bed, helplessly watching the trainees surrounding him in a circle.

What's going on?

Didn't Hermione just say that a mending spell could fix a fracture?

Why are they surrounding me again, and each one with a smile and eyes full of anticipation?

Are they waiting for Aunt Mia to use me as a teaching tool for a live demonstration?

And you, Hermione!

Your expression is too obvious, at least restrain yourself a little and consider my feelings!

Merlin!

This feeling is too awkward.

Maybe I should just cover my face.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Mia looked at Harry with sympathy, then straightened her face and said expressionlessly.

"Students, let's take this opportunity to learn the mending spell."

"Pay attention to your facial expressions, be serious."

"Don't forget what I told you before, consider the patient's psychological endurance during the treatment process."

"Your expressions can easily be mistaken by the patient as gloating."

Hearing Mia's words, the students put away their smiles and became much more serious.

"Let's first look at today's patient, who fell to the ground from a high altitude after being hit by a Bludger."

"In this case, you must first use a spell for a full-body examination to confirm that the internal organs have not been severely damaged."

"Remember, this is very important!" Mia's voice was a little serious, "Many times, the patient cannot feel the internal organ damage immediately."

"Therefore, we healers must help the patient eliminate this potential danger."

"Hermione and the others did just that, very good," Mia said, looking at Hermione and the others who brought Harry, praising softly.

"Next, we will officially begin learning."

Mia came to Harry's side and said to the students.

"A fracture is only a small problem for wizards, and it can be cured with a mending spell."

"However, the learning difficulty of the mending spell is not low, and you need to work hard to practice if you want to master this spell."

"The difficulty of this spell lies in the fact that you must be single-minded and have a firm will when casting it, otherwise it is easy to cause secondary damage to the patient."

"Everyone, watch my demonstration."

Saying that, Mia raised her wand, concentrated her mind, and aimed it at Harry's injured arm.

Her voice was firm and gentle: "Brackium Emendo!"

With a soft blue light, Harry felt a warmth in his arm.

Huh?

It doesn't seem to hurt anymore!

Harry tried to move his arm and found it was extremely flexible, as if it hadn't been injured.

Amazing!

As expected of Aunt Mia.

Just as Harry was happy, he heard Mia instruct the trainees.

"Everyone has seen my demonstration, now it's practice time."

Practice?

How to practice?

I'm the only patient in the infirmary, they wouldn't use me to practice, would they!

Looking at the dozen or so trainees in the infirmary, Harry's face turned pale.

Could it be that they are going to break my arm again and let these students practice one by one?

Didn't they say that this is an advanced spell, and it is easy to cause secondary damage to the patient?

What kind of torture is this!

Before Harry could ask Mia for help, the trainees' actions completely dispelled his worries.

They skillfully took out some small white mice locked in cages, and then each practiced on one.

During this time, Mia took out a kind of ointment and applied it to Harry's still swollen right arm.

"Swelling-reducing ointment, your arm will be completely healed by tomorrow morning, it won't delay your game the day after tomorrow."

Mia gently rubbed Harry's hair.

"Okay, go back and rest."

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At night, Harry, who was sleeping soundly, suddenly felt someone gently shaking him.

"Stop it, Ron, I'm sleepy, whatever it is, we'll talk about it in the morning," he muttered vaguely.

After feeling the other party still shaking him, Harry laboriously opened his eyes.

Although the scene in front of him was blurry, he still recognized that the one shaking him was a house-elf.

Harry fumbled and put on his glasses, and found that this was a completely unfamiliar house-elf.

Unlike Jeff of Swan Manor, this little elf only wore an old pillowcase.

"Who are you?" Because he had just woken up, Harry's head was a little dazed, and he couldn't figure out what this strange little elf wanted from him.

"Sir, my name is Dobby," Dobby said anxiously, "There's no time to explain so much, Harry Potter must leave Hogwarts immediately."

Tears the size of beans streamed down Dobby's eyes: "Dobby is too useless, Dobby has tried everything to stop Harry Potter from coming to Hogwarts."

"But the wizards around Harry Potter are too powerful, Dobby will be discovered every time he appears, and eventually Harry Potter still returned to Hogwarts."

Saying that, Dobby took out a stack of letters and showed them to Harry.

"You're the letter thief!" Harry shouted suddenly.

As soon as the words came out, he subconsciously looked at his roommates' beds. Fortunately, the curtains of everyone's beds were tightly closed, otherwise that shout just now would have woken them up.

Even so, Harry still lowered his voice: "Quick, return my letters to me, those were all written to me by my friends."

Because of this letter thief, he almost had a falling out with his friends.

Thinking of this, Harry couldn't help but get angry.

"No! Harry Potter must promise Dobby that he will leave Hogwarts immediately after receiving the letters, only then will Dobby return the letters to you."

"No way!" Harry said angrily, "Why should I leave Hogwarts, I want to study here."

"Besides, it's not a holiday now, it's impossible to leave Hogwarts for a long time."

"Dobby can help, beat you into a serious injury, so you can leave Hogwarts and go to St. Mungo's for hospitalization."

Harry was stunned by Dobby's words.

What a magical thought process!

He actually wants to beat me until I'm hospitalized.

Does this little thing have a grudge against me?

Suddenly Harry thought of something, he asked angrily: "Yesterday afternoon, you were controlling the Bludger."

"The purpose was to beat me into a serious injury, right?"

"Yes," Dobby groaned, "Dobby is useless, he only broke your arm, he couldn't make you seriously injured."

"Dobby is very sad, he has already punished himself with an iron."

Saying that, the little elf showed Harry his scarred fingers.

However, Harry's mind was already filled with anger, and he couldn't hear what the little elf was saying at all.

He grabbed the little elf's collar: "Why are you harming me?"

"Harm you?" Dobby said timidly, "Dobby is saving Harry Potter, Dobby is doing it all for your own good, sir."

"The Chamber of Secrets has been opened again, Harry Potter will be in danger if he stays at Hogwarts."

The Chamber of Secrets?

Hearing this familiar word, Harry's sanity returned slightly.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and questioned: "Do you know who opened the Chamber of Secrets?"

"You also know where the Chamber of Secrets is, right?"

"Dobby can't say!" the little elf screamed, "Leave Hogwarts, sir."

Just as Harry was about to continue saying something, Ron's bed curtain moved.

Dobby froze: "Sir's friend is awake, Dobby must go."

Saying that, he snapped his fingers, and after a slight cracking sound, the whole person disappeared.

Ron's bed curtain was completely opened, and he stood up and said dazedly: "Harry, are you still awake?"

"Do you want to go to the bathroom together?"

"No, Ron, I just came back from the bathroom," Harry lied a little.

It's already very late, I won't bother Ron now.

I'll talk about any news tomorrow.

Harry closed the curtain and silently calmed the anger in his heart.

Staying at Hogwarts is life-threatening?

What a joke!

There's Aunt Mia, there's Sebastian, there's Professor Snape, there's Professor McGonagall, and there's Headmaster Dumbledore.

The entire magical world can't find a place safer than here.

However, the little elf just said that the Chamber of Secrets has been opened again.

This is a remarkable clue.

Interesting!

It seems that the focus of the next investigation can be placed on this.

Go to sleep first, everything will be discussed tomorrow......

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