Harry Potter: The Party of the Orient at Hogwarts

After leaving the secret room, Jiang Li and Harry sent Draco to the medical wing, while Ron took Ginny back to the Gryffindor dormitory to rest.

"Merlin, Malfoy, you have at least six broken bones, did you jump directly from the top of the castle?" Madam Pomfrey checked Draco's injuries, and then exclaimed, "I think I have to Tell your dad."

"No, I just fell down while practicing Quidditch, and I happened to meet Li and Potter. There is no need to tell my father about such trivial things. After all, the treatment of this kind of injury is not worth mentioning to you." Draco stopped Madam Pomfrey quickly, he didn't dare to let his father know that he beat Voldemort, it was too scary.

Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry and Jiang Li, who were in tattered clothes, and said helplessly, "Look at the two of them, Malfoy, did you hit them when you fell?"

When Harry tried to explain aloud, Dumbledore walked in, and he was released by the Ministry of Magic.

"The three of you should know that in the past few hours, you have violated more than a dozen school rules." Dumbledore looked around, "Oh, and Ron, I haven't forgotten him, there are enough The evidence will expel you."

Harry and Draco tensed up at the expulsion, and Draco's face, pale with pain, paled even more at the cold word.

Jiang Li rolled her eyes at Dumbledore, she didn't believe that the old bee would fire them, it was obviously in his expectation, and she was still scaring the children.

"Therefore, the most reasonable thing to do is to give you an award for special contributions to the school." Dumbledore changed his serious expression and smiled playfully at them.

Sure enough, this was very Dumbledore, Jiang Li was not surprised, Harry looked at her and Draco in surprise, and Draco lay there pretending to be calm, but the upturned corner of his mouth exposed him, Finally this time Potter wasn't alone in the limelight.

"Harry, Li, what's the matter with Malfoy, he won't die!" Ron opened the door and ran in. After sending Ginny back to the dormitory, he hurried over to join them.

"Ron, Professor Dumbledore is going to give us a Special Contribution Award, the same as Riddle's one 50 years ago!" Harry shouted excitedly to Ron.

When Ron heard that it was the same award as Riddle, his original bright smile suddenly stopped, and he showed an indescribable expression: "Same as that villain Riddle? I suddenly couldn't be happier."

"Mr. Weasley, now please ask the owl to send the release order to Azkaban." Dumbledore took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Ron. "It's time for our gamekeeper to return."

Ron happily went out with the parchment, and Hagrid was very happy to be back.

Jiang Li looked at the back of Ron leaving, showing an indescribable expression, and looked at Dumbledore: "Are you sure Ron's owl can find Azkaban, professor?"

"That depends on Hagrid's luck!" Dumbledore shrugged, and then continued to say to her, "Then please take care of Mr. Malfoy."

Dumbledore turned to Harry and said, "Harry, come out with me."

Harry followed Dumbledore out of the ward and returned to the headmaster's office.

"First of all, I want to thank you, Harry." Out of the hospital wing, Dumbledore said to Harry with a smile.

"But it's not just my credit, Li, Ron, Hermione, and Malfoy, they all helped a lot." Harry said to Dumbledore sincerely.

"You must have shown your absolute loyalty to me in the Chamber of Secrets. Only in this way can Fox be summoned to you." He moved closer to Harry, "Also, I want to say that I feel that something is bothering me. You, am I right, Harry?"

Harry thought for a while, and confided to Dumbledore: "Principal, I can't help noticing certain aspects. Tom Riddle and I are similar in certain aspects."

"I see, Harry, you speak Parseltongue because Voldemort spoke Parseltongue, and if I'm not mistaken, Harry, when he gave you that scar, he transferred some of his power to about you."

"Voldemort transferred his mana to me?" Harry was a little puzzled.

Dumbledore nodded: "Although he didn't do it on purpose, it's true."

"So the Sorting Hat is right, I should go into Slytherin." Harry frowned.

Dumbledore smiled at him: "Harry, you have many qualities that Voldemort himself cherishes, determination, resourcefulness, IMHO, and a certain degree of disregard for the rules, but why did the Sorting Hat sort you into Gryffindor, because I asked for it."

Dumbledore looked at the sorting hat, and continued to say to Harry: "Yes, Harry, that's exactly the case, so you are different from Voldemort. Our nature is not determined by our abilities, but by our choices."

"To make sure you are Gryffindor, I suggest you take a closer look at this." Dumbledore handed Harry the sword that was stained with basilisk blood on his desk.

"Godric Gryffindor." Harry finally saw the engraving on the sword carefully this time.

"Only true Gryffindors can draw this sword." Dumbledore smiled at him.

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After Harry and Dumbledore left, only Jiang Li and Draco were left in the medical wing.

None of them spoke, and the medical wing was extremely quiet, only slight breathing could be heard.

Jiang Li felt terribly embarrassed, she had to find something to do, Draco had injured too many places, and her healing skills were too poor to heal so many bones at once.

She picked up the apple that Madam Pomfrey gave by the bedside and peeled it. She watched TV dramas before, and the characters in it accompanying the patients were always peeling apples.

Draco saw her picking up the apple and peeling it, knowing that it should be peeled for him, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Here, Draco, here I am, an apple." Draco looked at the pitted apple in Jiang Li's hand, the corners of his mouth twitched, he couldn't laugh now.

He still took the bumpy apple bravely, thinking that she could peel it with magic, but he still peeled it by himself. I must be different to her.

Draco was eating an apple, Jiang Li added two pillows behind him to make him sit better.

"The second grade is coming to an end soon, what are your plans for the holiday?" Draco held the apple and looked at Jiang Li.

"If my brother doesn't come back, I'll go to the Weasleys' house to play. I like Ron's mother so much." Jiang Li thought for a while and answered him seriously.

"The Weasley family is so poor, what's the fun?" Draco showed a disgusted expression, he thought for a while and still didn't invite her to the Malfoy Manor again, she and his father seemed a little out of harmony.

Draco suddenly thought of something, frowned and asked, "Where's Potter, is Potter going to the Weasleys too?"

"I'm afraid not. Dumbledore said he must go back to his aunt's house." Jiang Li shook his head regretfully, "Otherwise Ginny would be able to see Harry every day."

Draco smiled and teased: "Yes, Potter's little girlfriend must want to see him every day."