Hogwarts Survival Sim

Saturday morning was a clear, sunny day with a gentle breeze, perfect weather indeed.

Today was the Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff, and Harry got up early.But he noticed that Ethan had gotten up earlier than him, his bed was neatly arranged, and there was no one on it.

It's probably time to go for morning exercise again, Harry thought, and he stretched hard to drive all the sleepiness out of his body.Now he is going to the auditorium to have an energetic breakfast to prepare for today's game.

It's a pity that Hogwarts does not provide a certain Muggle brand of chocolate, otherwise Harry would be able to overcome hunger in an instant, have unlimited energy, and be himself.

Just thinking about it makes me excited.

But when he came to the auditorium, he was surprised to find that all the teachers were gathered here, with heavy and disturbing expressions on their faces.

Harry suddenly felt an ominous premonition in his heart.

Professor McGonagall noticed him first. She waved with a serious face and called him over.

"Potter," her voice was a little hoarse, "Today's Quidditch match has been cancelled. Please go by and inform Miss Weasley and Miss Granger that you should come to the school hospital together."

"What happened, Professor?"

Professor McGonagall pursed her lips tightly, and after a while she spoke:

"Ethan Granger did something good. The principal found him this morning in the corridor on the third floor."

Harry suddenly felt his head buzzing and his heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

'Impossible, Ethan has obviously killed the basilisk, how could he still...'

He quickly asked: "Professor, are you saying that Ethan... was he petrified?"

Professor McGonagall didn't answer his question this time, but Harry noticed that the expression on her face grew sadder.

"Please don't tell other students the news, Mr. Potter."

After saying these words, Professor McGonagall turned and left.

Harry stood there blankly, and the ominous premonition was like an inflating balloon, inflating in his chest and about to explode.

At this moment, he saw a familiar figure and quickly followed him.

"Professor Lockhart, please wait a moment."

Lockhart today was dressed in red, like blood.Hearing Harry's cry, he stopped and waited for Harry to come to him.

"Professor, do you know what happened to Ethan?"

"Harry," Lockhart was silent for a while, "I'm sorry that Ethan...Ethan has left us."

"Be strong." He patted Harry on the shoulder and walked out of the hall.

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Ethan didn't know how he got back to the common room, and he didn't know how to tell Ron and Hermione the news.

Especially Hermione, he couldn't imagine how she would react after hearing the news.

But no matter what, reality always has to be faced.

He found them quickly and told them the bad news.

"What did you say?" Ron couldn't help but screamed.

After confirming that Harry was not joking, Ron's mouth widened and he could not speak a word, as if a chicken bone was stuck in his throat.The circles under his eyes quickly turned red visibly.

After Hermione heard the news, her body shook violently, but her emotions quickly stabilized.

"Let's go to the hospital," Hermione said solemnly, "I don't believe Ethan will die, even...even if it's true, we have to find the murderer and avenge him."

"You're right!" Ron jumped up suddenly, "We must catch the murderer and send him to Azkaban!"

"Let's go," Harry reluctantly regained his composure, "Maybe Ethan will leave us some clues."

The three of them quickly ran to the school hospital, and at the door of one of the wards, they saw Principal Dumbledore.

"Mr. Granger is inside. Children, I think you should go in and have a look." Dumbledore's voice was low and lacked the humor it had before.

"Thank you, Mr. Principal."

Seeing the three people rushing into the ward, Professor McGonagall wiped her eyes and walked over.

"Albus, this happened in the school. I think we should send the students home first."

"Now is not the time, Minerva." Dumbledore shook his head. "I have to admit that it is my responsibility to put a second-year wizard in this situation, but we still have to keep going."

"I don't understand, Albus, what happened at school?"

"I think we'll see what happens soon."

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In the ward.

Harry, Ron and Hermione soon discovered Ethan, who was lying motionless on the innermost hospital bed.

The three people hurriedly approached to take a look. Although he still had the familiar face, Ethan's face was pale at this time, his eyes were hollow, and he seemed to have lost his soul.

His body was curled up tightly and wrapped in a strange robe that they had never seen Ethan wear before.

Just when Harry wanted to observe further, a sudden sharp pain came from his forehead, his vision went dark, and he almost fell to the ground.Fortunately, Ron caught him in time.

"Are you okay, Harry?"

"It's okay, I just don't know why the scar suddenly hurts," Harry rubbed his forehead, "I always felt like there were a few green lights flashing just now."

"You'd better sit down and take a rest." Ron helped Harry to the hospital bed next to him, and then they heard Hermione let out a scream.

Harry and Ron's hearts sank, and the last remaining hope of luck disappeared.

They looked at Hermione and saw that she was covering her mouth with her sleeves, trying not to cry.But tears still fell silently from her eyes.

"Hermione..." Harry and Ron didn't know what to say. In fact, they both wanted to cry.

Fortunately, Hermione was much stronger than the two of them imagined. She quickly wiped away her tears and started rummaging around Ethan's body.

In less than a moment, Hermione found a note and a small ball in Ethan's arms.

The three people quickly read what was written on the note:

[Give it to Hagrid and ask him to take it with him. 】

"Give it to Hagrid? Are you talking about this thing?" Ron picked up the small ball and looked at it for a long time but didn't find any mystery about it.

"But what does this have to do with the murderer?"

Several people looked at each other, and no one could figure out the reason behind it.

"No matter what, since Ethan asked us to do this, he must have a reason." Harry said firmly, "Let's get it to Hagrid first."

"But Professor McGonagall said we must stay in the castle unless we have classes in the classroom..."

"I think," said Harry, his voice softer, "that it's time to get out those old robes of my father's."