[HP] Hogwarts students

I don't know how long I cried in Remus's arms, he didn't join me, he didn't comfort me, after Madam Pomfrey dragged Sirius away, he just let me lie on his chest, soaked in tears Wet patched top fabric.

He frequently interrupted my memories and sorrows, maybe trying to comfort me, but I can't listen to any comfort now, I just want to cry happily and remember this respectable hero.

We knelt at the door of the hospital wing, the closed door blocked all sound transmission, Harry couldn't hear my cries, and I couldn't hear his murmur as he walked into death.

"Kelly-"

There was a sound of footsteps, and Hermione was shouting my name, running towards us one after the other with Ron.Through the hazy vision, I saw that her face was flushed from holding back, and her forehead was covered with dense sweat. When she stopped beside us, the two of them were still panting.

"Oh my God—" I burst into tears again seeing the two of them, and soon I dropped Remus into Hermione's arms, "Harry, Harry he—"

"He said yes?" said Ron. "How brave!"

"—brave? I think so, he's the bravest man..." My cry was paused by Ron's tone, but the scene of Harry's imminent death was lingering in my mind Scattered, aroused the painful and sad feeling in the nose again, "... woo... He even told me to break up with me before..."

"What?!" Hermione grabbed my shoulder in great reaction, "How could he do this?!"

She exchanged glances with Ron in front of me, Ron was stunned for a few seconds, and hesitantly agreed: "Yes! Don't worry, you can go in later and point it at his nose! I'll stop it for you Sirius—speaking of which, where's Sirius?"

"..." I almost forgot to be immersed in sad emotions, two strings of tears rolled down my cheeks, but my eyes and my brain were full of confusion, "I'm sorry, what are you talking about?"

"Sirius is resting in the next room." Remus, who had been silent for a long time, sighed, "I've been meaning to say since just now—Kelly, don't you realize that things are not as we thought?"

The door of the medical wing opened slowly, and Snape, who was dressed in black, stood behind the door. He seemed surprised to see four people blocked at the door, and said in a daze, "Things are going well...I think you should think about it now." Understood?"

His dark eyes looked straight at Remus, who gave a wry smile and said, "If you could have made your words clearer, he wouldn't have—"

"I was going to make it clear." Snape snorted contemptuously. "Who would have thought that he would explode midway...another unintentional lapse of reason, wouldn't he?"

"Who can explain to me?!" I was still sitting at the feet of the two of them with tears and snot all over my face, and stood up tremblingly with Hermione's support, "What's going on? Didn't Harry die voluntarily?" For—in order to be able to destroy Voldemort once and for all—"

"No!" Hermione explained eagerly, "You left before you finished listening... Harry is not dead!"

The short-lived emotional agitation caused a sudden rush of cold air in my chest, my expression and body froze in place, I wiped my face with the dusty sleeves indiscriminately, and asked weakly: "...why?——I mean Yes, he's not dead, that's great! But!—why?"

"Obviously." Snape said impatiently, "The shard with the mysterious man's soul is hidden in Potter's scar. You only need to remove the scar, and the shard will disappear naturally."

"You mean . . . the pus of the balbo tuber?"

Snape stared at me for a while, then let out a heavy breath: "It's clear that Miss Morris' herbalism is pretty good—"

"Oh, Kelly!" Ron said anxiously, "Harry used snake teeth and a sword to destroy the diary and the big snake, remember? It should be only with these two things..."

"Well, no matter what." My sad mood gradually broke through, and a sense of surprise of lost and found gathered in my heart, "Can I go in and see him? - He lost that piece of soul, and he is still alive ,Right?"

"Harry probably drank some potion and fell asleep. If you're quieter, maybe you can go in and see him." Remus also relaxed a lot, he said goodbye to us and walked into the next ward to visit Sirius.

Ron was at the forefront, and I was sniffing around looking for a handkerchief to wipe my face, while Hermione was whispering to me what Dumbledore had said after I left.

"...No wonder he had to ask Snape to follow, because Harry had to drink the potion he prepared to resist the snake venom, so he asked Snape to take away the sword..."

"Uh——" Ron stood beside Harry's bed with his back to us, and made a strange voice, "Did Dumbledore say that removing souls would have side effects?...For example...changing the color...?"

"I don't think he has." Hermione seemed to realize something, and ran behind me with an ugly face.

Harry was lying on the hospital bed smoothly and quietly, his messy black hair scattered on the pillow, showing his smooth and flat forehead, without the scar, he looked about the same as usual, except-

"How did he turn golden?!"

Harry's light skin had been replaced by a shimmering gold from face to fingers, making him look like a statue made of gold - if he hadn't turned over , moved his eyelids.

Maybe it was because I yelled too loudly just now, Harry frowned and slowly opened his eyes—thank God and Merlin, his eyes are still green—looking around slowly, looking from the three of us After scanning, it finally stopped on me with a complicated face.

"Kelly...?" he said softly, "...Ron? Hermione? Why are you here...I thought I had..."

I tried my best to avoid his face, lowered my head and fiddled with my fingers to calmly say: "You, you are not dead, Harry! Snape successfully wiped out the soul, you are still alive!"

"Yes, that's right!" Hermione quickly looked up at him, then quickly lowered her head, "...you are really amazing, Harry! Congratulations, starting today, you have no scars anymore, You got rid of it!"

"Yeah, except you're perfectly fine to be placed over the fountain in the backyard now," said Ron, before being poked in the back by Hermione.

Harry didn't speak, he kept stroking his forehead, and a surprised smile gradually appeared on his face.

"Mirror! I'm going to look in the mirror!" He shouted happily, and the three of us were stuck on the hospital bed at the same time.

"Maybe you can sleep in again." I said nervously. "When you get up, you can decide whether to look in the mirror or not."

"Yeah, brother. You prepare yourself mentally in your dream..." Ron said.

But it was too late, Harry had already seen his pure gold hands gleaming in the light, he held them up high, long loose sleeves fell down his smooth arms, revealing two golden forearms.

He took a deep breath and screamed in horror.

"What's wrong?! Snotty, I warn you—"

With the loud bang of the wooden door being cracked, Sirius rushed in holding his wand, followed by Remus in a daze.

Harry's screaming stopped abruptly, and Hermione and I screamed in fright and stood in front of him.There were six people in the room, and it was unclear how frightened everyone was, especially when Sirius saw the solid gold version of Harry.

Hasty footsteps sounded again, and it was Madam Pomfrey who led Dumbledore and his party to the medical wing. She saw the mess everywhere and couldn't help blaming Sirius loudly, but after seeing Harry for the first time, she , she also stopped as if being strangled by the neck.

Including Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Cornelius Fudge and others who were following behind, Dumbledore glanced back at Snape at the end of the team, and then rested his gaze on Harry.

He turned his head slightly and said to us, "Excuse me, let's talk alone for a while, this boy must have many questions that need my help to answer."

When Professor McGonagall stepped forward to take us away together, Dumbledore paused, and then said: "Sirius and Severus are staying for the time being, I have something else to say to you." - Cornell Li, please sit down in the auditorium for a while. Minerva, please let the students go to the auditorium."

The auditorium was bustling with students, and the faculty chairs were rarely filled with people. Everyone beside them was whispering about Harry's whereabouts, where the Triwizard Cup belonged, and the anxiety of the professors.

The people around Cedric were all asking him about Harry, but he just sat on his seat with fists clenched and said nothing. Cho came to him from the long Ravenclaw table. Beside, he changed his gentle personality and began to disperse the crowd.

"Don't keep pestering Seid, if he knows, he will definitely tell the referee and the professor as soon as possible!"

The people in Gryffindor were a little uneasy, but seeing the three of us sitting silently in the middle of the long table, they stopped guessing. Fred and George directly squeezed to sit opposite us and asked in their usual tone: "You must know something, don't you?"

"Since Ron sneaked behind me in the lounge," said Fred triumphantly.

"We knew that you would sneak out to find out the news." George and he looked at each other with a curved smile on his face.

"Wait, you already knew I did it?" Ron asked in surprise.

"Of course!" they said in unison, and then George raised his eyebrows again. "That's our new product, still in the research and development stage. You're the first and only person besides us who knows how to use it."

"It worked well, didn't it?" Fred said with a smirk.

Not only is it effective!Until just now, I saw Lavender with a sad face and Parvati complaining that his hair was full of bird droppings.

"What happened to Harry?" asked George. "Where did he get transported by the Portkey?"

"Well..." I looked up at the stage, Dumbledore was followed by a man in a big cloak, walking towards the middle step by step, "The truth is coming."