[HP] Lost and Returning

Harry still didn't attend Quidditch practice the next day, he and Hermione rehearsed for something all day, and at dinner time, everyone in the Gryffindor dormitory went to the Great Hall, except Harry and Hermione.

As the prefect of Gryffindor, Hermione has a separate dormitory, which is a benefit. She arranged the cauldron on the table, showing the appearance of making some potion: "Harry, are you sure?"

"I've been thinking about it for a long time." Harry said slowly.

"what?"

"Snape and I have been hostile for six years." Harry showed a wry smile: "But in fact he is not what he appears on the surface."

"Then?" Hermione tried to catch up with her friend's thoughts.

"I mean, maybe Draco? Malfoy doesn't look like what we saw." Harry sat on the sofa, looked up at the ceiling, and recalled something: "Last night, I suddenly thought of when I was in the first grade, The scene of him reaching out his hand arrogantly, I wondered if he really wanted to be my friend at that time."

"Maybe." Hermione answered after a few seconds: "But his theory of blood is always annoying."

"Abraxas also looks very indifferent." Harry continued: "At first glance, he is indeed similar to other Slytherins, but he is willing to get in touch with us. We saw his friendly face, so we thought he This man is lovely."

"Harry?"

"Slytherin students may not have a good side, it's just that they don't want to show it to us." Harry set his sights on Hermione: "This time, it's not just to get close to Snape, I also want to Take another look at what it's like to be a Slytherin student."

Hermione silently took out a bottle of potion, which was given by Professor Wilson to... create a stir, cough, literally.She poured the potion into the cauldron and lit the flame, then she walked up to Harry and went around behind the sofa: "Harry, I sincerely hope that Professor Snape won't kill me for this."

"How could it be?" Harry smiled and pulled Hermione to hide behind the sofa: "He will be very happy with the fact that the great savior's brain is broken."

"Boom——" a loud bang resounded throughout the dormitory, and even reached the Hogwarts hall, considering that the two were not far away.

Hermione covered her ears reflexively, Merlin, what exactly did Professor Wilson give her!Harry was also very surprised. He didn't expect such a shocking effect. When the two opened their eyes again, the explosion was in one direction and continued on a certain track. Very good, at least it could explain the fact that the two people in this room were not injured. .

"See you in the medical room, Hermione." Harry drank the sleeping potion he had prepared, and fell down immediately.

Hermione sighed, took out another potion and smashed it beside Harry, which also tested her acting skills.

So, when the Gryffindor students heard the noise and ran to the prefect's dormitory, what they saw was the panicked face of Miss Know-it-all, and the unconscious Harry lying on the ground?Porter.

Medical room.

Madam Pomfrey glared at Harry viciously?Injured repeatedly?Potter: "What's going on here?"

Ron and Neville carefully laid their friend on the bed. The latter hadn't woken up yet. Madam Pomfrey drove away all the Gryffindors watching outside the medical room within a minute. She looked at the man standing on the bed. On the other side, the sobbing girl waved her wand in frustration and used a few detection spells, but there was no response.

Frowning, Madam Pomfrey emphasized, "What happened?"

Sniffing, Hermione said, "...Harry couldn't sleep well, and then came to me for some potions..."

"Then?" Madam Pomfrey frowned even deeper, it was always troublesome to do with potions.

"I let him take it by himself, because I was making a euphoria." Hermione wiped her eyes, and then said: "Then I turned around to find some medicinal materials, and then, with a bang, I don't know what happened."

"That means the great savior has overturned the cauldron again, this time it's not his own." A cold and gloomy voice interjected, was it Severus?Snape, he stepped into the medical room with a bad expression on his face: "It's really stupid and hopeless." Of course he heard the explosion, the direction of Gryffindor, and the missing Gryffindor on the long table was even more obvious. No need to think of who it is!

Neville's feet softened when he heard the sound, and he wanted to cry, but he was most afraid of Professor Snape.Ron supported Neville, turned to a certain witch with a puffy face, "Is Harry okay?"

"No trauma, just fainted from shock." Madam Pomfrey made a diagnosis objectively: "It looks fine now, we'll see the rest when he wakes up."

"Great!" Ron nodded in relief, and he carried Neville out. He didn't want to wait for Neville to pass out before going out.Before leaving, he gave Hermione a look, indicating that he would be right back.

The Potions Professor snorted and left, the boy who lived was always lucky.

Next, Professor McGonagall and Principal Dumbledore came over, and after being yelled at by Madam Pomfrey, they left in a hurry. Finally, Ron came back, and he sat on the chair beside the bed under Madam Pomfrey's terrifying death ray. When Harry was unconscious and Hermione was not in a good mood, he didn't want to leave.

In less than 10 minutes, the boy on the hospital bed finally slowly opened those green eyes.

"Harry?" Ron exclaimed in surprise, he quickly turned his head: "Madame Pomfrey, come and see how Harry is?"

Hermione froze when she saw the almost blank look in Harry's eyes.

Madam Pomfrey gave Ron a sideways look before looking at Harry: "This is the fourth time you've been in the medical room this semester." Her tone was full of reproach.

The green-eyed boy scratched his head slowly with his right hand, and then said: "My mind is a little messed up, I'm sorry, Madam Pomfrey."

"Uncomfortable?" Ron and Hermione said in unison.

"Fortunately, thank you for your concern, Mr. Weasley, Miss Granger." The tone was polite but alienated.

"What did you call me?" Ron was dumbfounded when he heard the sound. He pointed to his nose and looked at Hermione, who also looked surprised.

"Weasley..." The former friend said completely unfamiliar words: "Is there any problem?"

Madam Pomfrey lowered her head abruptly, staring carefully at the boy's slightly empty eyes: "What's your name, which college do you attend, who do you know, and what friends do you have?"

The savior froze for a moment, tilted his head and answered seriously: "Harry Potter, a seventh-year Gryffindor student, I know almost all the students from the same school, as well as from other schools, friends..."

The boy was stuck, he straightened his head, showing a confused expression: "I don't remember."

"What?!" Ron excitedly said, "Dude, what are you kidding!"

Madam Pomfrey gave Ron a hard look: "You two go and invite Professor Snape over."

Ron and Hermione only paused for a moment, then followed the instructions and ran to the cellar.

Madam Pomfrey lowered her head again, and asked softly, "Does the person you hate remember?"

The boy maintained a puzzled expression and shook his head.

In a moment, the head of Slytherin came over with his robes rolled up like a black whirlwind, and the two Gryffindor cubs couldn't speak clearly: "What's the matter?" , he turned to stare at Madam Pomfrey.

Snape's obvious low pressure made the teenager on the bed flinch, but soon, he showed politeness: "Good evening, Professor Snape."

Ron, who followed closely into the door, almost fell, his expression looked like he had eaten a slug, Merlin, why did Harry become like this!

Snape's pupils shrank sharply, and he stared at the very strange Potter kid, but what he saw was a face so dazed and innocent.

"Come and talk." Madam Pomfrey signaled Snape to come to the cubicle. Ron and Hermione chased after him, especially Ron, who didn't flinch under the eyes of the two adults. Power knows the physical condition of his best friend!

Using a sound-proof spell, Madam Pomfrey said, "He has lost his memory."

"How is it possible, he remembers me!" Ron spoke first.

"...but it's weird." Hermione added in a low voice.

"Now is not the time for you to show your opinions." Snape said gloomily, "Shut up, or get out."

The two children fell silent.

"There are many ways of amnesia," Madam Pomfrey sighed, "The most common one is to forget everything and everyone in a certain period of time, but Harry's is very rare, he remembers the people he knows, but forgets He has forgotten all the related things, as well as his feelings for them, whether he likes or dislikes them."

Ron's feet were a little weak, no wonder Harry called him Mr. Weasley just now.

"So to Harry, we are all strangers?" Hermione carefully avoided Snape's sharp gaze.

"Yes." Madam Pomfrey affirmed, "It's most likely a potion problem, Miss Granger."

Hermione's eyes widened, she lowered her head and twisted her fingers: "He probably took the tranquilizer, and my euphoria is only half boiled..."

The mixed potion accident is the most troublesome! ! !Snape's face was as dark as coal.

"I'm afraid I need your help, Severus." Madam Pomfrey said.

"Hmph, the savior has always been a troublemaker." After finishing his words dryly, Snape walked out of the cubicle.

"Don't irritate Harry too much, it's better to let nature take its course." Madam Pomfrey revoked the sound-proof spell after speaking to the two children.

Ron looked at Hermione who bowed his head silently, thinking that the other party was guilty, so he comforted in a low voice: "Harry will be sad to see you like this."

Biting her lip, Hermione didn't say anything in the end.

Stepping out of the cubicle, they saw the way Harry was smiling at them, the polite kind of smile, at everyone present, including Snape.