The Periodic Table of Words at Hogwarts

"Okay, classmates, you practiced very well today!"

Shortly after Zhang Qi left the Room of Requirement, Harry looked at the old-fashioned hanging clock not far away. The time on it already pointed to 11 o'clock.

"Everyone, let's go eat. We don't have classes this afternoon, so you can continue practicing."

"Okay, Harry, see you later"!

These students were also a little tired. They said goodbye to Harry one after another, and then walked out of the door in groups and went down the stairs to the auditorium to enjoy lunch.

"It's really incredible! I didn't even expect that this tactic could have such a powerful effect"!

Hermione was still very excited there. She found that the tactics she had improved were so good that she had not expected them.

"Hilbert is a very powerful person. Maybe he likes to joke sometimes, but we have to deny that he is really capable."

"Come on honey, let's go have lunch".

Harry gently held Hermione's face, the two kissed, and finally walked hand in hand towards the stairs.

"Have you had nightmares recently?"

The two walked slowly up the stairs, Hermione still asked eagerly.

"I haven't had it in the past few days. I insist on taking hot milk with life and death water added every day. I have rarely had a good dream in the past few days."

"What did you dream about"?

Hermione asked curiously.

"Well, I'll get married and buy a house with you after graduation."

A smile appeared on Harry's face.

"Ah! You must have learned this from Hilbert! You can't say this yourself"!

Hermione's face suddenly turned red, then she raised her hand and hit Harry on the head.

"You guessed it right, but I'm curious as to how he could think of so many strange words"...

Harry gently put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulders, and the two of them walked slowly along the corridor toward the auditorium.

"Good afternoon, Harry."

Coincidentally, Zhang Qi was walking towards the auditorium from the corridor at the other end of the castle, and the two happened to meet opposite each other.

"Good afternoon, haven't you had lunch yet?"

Harry waved back.

"Yes".

Zhang Qi nodded and originally wanted to say something, but someone suddenly rushed from behind him and hugged his waist fiercely.

"Good afternoon Astoria, I extorted a jar of sweets from Headmaster Dumbledore".

Zhang Qi rubbed the girl's head helplessly, and then handed over the candy jar.

"Good lunch"!

Astoria also waved to the two of them very enthusiastically.

The four of them looked at the "Education Order No. 24" nailed on the porch at the same time, and then rolled their eyes simultaneously.

"I don't recommend that you two hold hands like this. That pink toad can't do anything to us, but it dares to attack you."

Zhang Qi pointed at the disgusting notice.

"Sometimes I really envy you Slytherin students who are pure blood nobles"...

Hermione sighed, and then let go of the hands she was holding with Harry.

"Wrong, we should be envious of you."

Zhang Qi waved his hand.

"Let's go. I heard that the toad has some objections to the dishes produced in the kitchen, saying that there are too few local British dishes. This proves from the side that toads can never taste the taste that humans can taste."

Several people walked into the auditorium together while laughing and talking.

"Hey, Harry, why are you walking so slowly?"

But just as they were about to sit down in their seats, Hermione saw Harry frowning and covering his forehead.

"Please wait a moment, my head seems to hurt a little"...

Harry frowned, as if he was really in pain.

"Did you add too much water to the milk yesterday?"

Hermione immediately held his face with concern and helped Harry slowly rub his temples.

"No, I took the normal dosage."

Harry felt his head hurt even more at this moment. He almost squeezed out these words from his teeth, and then squatted on the ground in pain.

"Harry! Harry"!

Hermione's panicked cries seemed to be getting farther and farther away, and Harry was almost unconscious from the pain.

"thump"!

Harry fell to the ground in pain. At this moment, not only did he feel as if his head was about to explode, but his left chest also began to hurt!

Harry bowed into the shape of a prawn on the ground, his hands tightly covering his heart and temples, and then he began to twitch.

"Harry! Quick! Acute heart attack"!

Hermione's cries for help had become increasingly blurry, and at this moment, Harry was even hallucinating in his mind.

In a daze, he seemed to be in a very strange perspective, as if he was crawling on the ground like a mouse.

No, my perspective is moving and winding, it seems more like a snake than a mouse.

In the hallucination, Harry seemed to be in a slightly dark corridor. He recognized this place. It was a small corridor under the Ministry of Magic, used to communicate with the Department of Muggle Affairs and the Department of Justice in emergencies.

However, employees of the Ministry of Magic usually use this place as a shortcut, and a small number of employees will come here to fish and smoke.

"Good afternoon, Arthur, you came back so quickly, I guess you haven't gone home for dinner yet"?

From that strange perspective, Harry vaguely heard a very rough voice.

That was Mad-Eye Moody's voice. Although the voice heard in this hallucination was very vague, Harry could still recognize it completely.

"Ah, Moody! Of course I don't have time to go home at noon. One of my son's classmates recommended a Muggle fast food restaurant to me. The burritos in that store are great, but I always pay for Muggle currency. It’s because I don’t understand”…

Closer to Harry's point of view, Mr. Weasley's very cheerful voice sounded.

"Ah, a very convenient store for poisoning. Those poor Muggles don't know anything about poisons."

Moody snorted, and then Harry heard the sound of a plastic bag.

"I've checked it and there's nothing wrong with it. Do you mind giving me one?"

After the sound of plastic bags, Moody seemed to think there was nothing wrong with those burritos.

After swearing and paying for half a pack of cigarettes, Moody and Mr. Weasley walked forward side by side in the small space, nibbling burritos as they walked.

“I’ve been a lot less busy at work lately.”

Mr. Weasley was still chewing food in his mouth and said a little unclearly.

"Never let your guard down, Arthur."

Moody snorted and the two continued walking forward.

"laugh"!

But just before Harry could understand the current situation, his perspective suddenly moved.

In Harry's sight, the thing possessed by him seemed to be like a spring, swooping out from the corner and shooting straight at the unsuspecting Mr. Weasley.

The snake opened its mouth and bit Mr. Weasley's throat!

"what"!

With a scream, Mr. Weasley took a step back, holding his bloody right hand in pain.

Since the Department of Muggle Affairs is also a practical department, Mr. Weasley's personal qualities are much better than those of other employees who sit in the office.

At the critical moment, Mr. Weasley subconsciously raised his right arm to block him.

So the snake bit him on the arm, but did not bite the fatal throat area.

Harry watched all this through the snake's eyes in horror, and he even felt the sweet taste of blood appear in his mouth!

"Do not"!

Harry concentrated in panic, trying to stop the snake from doing anything else.

And when Harry was desperately trying to stop it from attacking Mr. Weasley, the snake actually paused for a moment, but then lost control again and catapulted hard towards Mr. Weasley's waist!

"puff"!

This time, Mr. Weasley, who was rapidly depleting his physical strength due to the poison, did not stop the venomous snake's second attack. The very strong snake hit Mr. Weasley's waist with its mouth open, and then bit him hard. Get down!

"laugh"!

The sharp fangs pierced the clothes and pierced the soft skin!

"Ow"!

But at this moment, an extremely strong breath suddenly emerged from Harry's mouth.

It was a very strong pungent smell, with a cold feeling. The smell was similar to some strong-smelling herbs I learned in herbal medicine class, but it was particularly disgusting!

The snake fell from Mr. Weasley and twisted in pain on the ground!

Harry felt extremely painful at that moment, but the pain in his brain and heart seemed to be slowly easing.

The vision in the hallucination began to gradually darken, and soon, Harry could see nothing. The last thing he saw was Mr. Weasley leaning on the corner and covering his arm in pain, and the Justice Department enforcement team behind him. Running Moody.

"Cough cough cough"!

Harry's vision gradually changed from darkness to light spots, and the lights in the auditorium reflected in his eyes, making it particularly dazzling.

"vomit"!

Somehow, the core taste that existed in my mouth during the dream was still there, and seemed to have become stronger since I woke up.

Harry lay on the ground and retched continuously, and then spit out five or six small beads-like things from his mouth.

"He woke up"!

Harry heard Hermione's voice of surprise again, and then he felt someone holding him tightly in his arms.

"Miss Granger! Let him go! Heart disease patients can't be tormented like this!"

Zhang Qi quickly pulled Hermione away, and then gently put his hand on Harry's wrist.

Harry's pulse had become stable, and Zhang Qi breathed a sigh of relief.

"What it is"?

Harry looked at the few small yellow-brown translucent beads in the puddle of saliva he spat out, with a disgusted expression on his face.

"Suxiao Jiuxin Pill, a patented traditional Chinese medicine in China, you just had acute angina pectoris inexplicably and almost met the god of death."

Zhang Qi then ordered Harry to lie on the ground and wait for Madam Pomfrey's treatment.

"Mr. Weasley, I saw Mr. Weasley was attacked"!

The pain in Harry's chest was still there, and he didn't dare to speak forcefully, so he could only communicate with Zhang Qi in an extremely hoarse voice.

"Ah, that must be the hallucination you had due to brain hypoxia...wait, what did you say?"

Zhang Qi seemed to have suddenly heard some important news and his eyes widened.

"Mr. Weasley"!

Harry said with some difficulty.

"okay, I get it".

"Oh my god, is this kid okay?"

A moment later, Madam Pomfrey arrived at the Great Hall and gave Harry a potion after a brief inspection.

After a moment, Harry's pained expression suddenly relaxed.

"Dumbledore"!

At this moment, Professor McGonagall, who had been waiting here for a long time, finally saw Dumbledore wearing a gray robe hurriedly walking down the stairs, so he hurriedly greeted him.

"How is Harry doing now"?

Dumbledore asked sullenly.

"He is almost recovered, Mr. Principal."

Pomfrey replied from the side.

"I still have some urgent matters to deal with, Mr. Hilbert, please follow me first."

Dumbledore waved to Zhang Qi.

"Um"?

Zhang Qi frowned and finally ran towards this side.

"Have you brought your wand?"

Dumbledore asked.

"Bring it".

Zhang Qi touched his waist and replied in the affirmative.

"Please go do something with me."

Dumbledore grabbed Zhang Qi's hand and then called the Phoenix.

The two disappeared in the Great Hall of Hogwarts with flames, and then appeared on the streets of London.

"Arthur was attacked, but fortunately Moody was by his side at the time. He was rushed to St. Mungo's Hospital of Magic and Magic, and is now out of danger."

Dumbledore hurriedly walked with Zhang Qi on the street while explaining the situation to him.

"Harry just said that he had hallucinations when he was ill, and in the hallucinations he saw Mr. Weasley being attacked."

Zhang Qi frowned.

"what"?

Dumbledore stopped in his tracks, his face full of shock.

"You took me out before I could ask any more questions."

Zhang Qi spread his hands helplessly.

"Okay, let's go visit Arthur first, and then we'll learn about the situation from Harry when we get back."

Dumbledore frowned and then stopped in front of a clothing store on the street.

This clothing store seems to have been closed for a long time, and the window is covered with dust, but the doll in the window is wearing a wizard-type green robe, and there is a cane on the robe that is similar to the cane of Hermes on the ambulance. Golden logo.

"Albus Dumbledore, here to visit the sick".

Dumbledore tapped the window with his wand and said to the dummy inside.

"Please come in".

A very mechanical sound rang in their ears, and the display window slowly sunk inward, revealing a narrow staircase on the side wall.

"Come on, kid, Dark Arts Injury Unit."

Dumbledore looked gloomy and walked up the stairs with Zhang Qi.

"Let's find Mr. Arthur Weasley who was just sent here."

After reaching the second floor, Dumbledore said pleasantly to a therapist wearing a green robe.

"He is now in the ward area, room 14."

The therapist who was holding the case in a hurry did not raise his head, but pointed to a nearby corridor in a very hasty manner.

"okay, thank you".

Dumbledore and Zhang Qi immediately walked towards the corridor.