The Son of Light of the Snake House

Harry finally didn't dare to come in.

After hearing Madam Pomfrey say "he has nothing to do next", he sat down on the ground, exhaustion and pain flooded his brain, and his eyes gradually blurred...

He fell asleep.

Although there are still many things and many people waiting for him: about the maze, about the Portkey, about the missing them, about Voldemort, about the Death Eaters... etc., but for now, at least Harry has some time to rest For a moment, like burying your head in the corner of the corner, curled up like a puppy tired from playing outside.

...............

"I don't want to drink." In the early morning of the next day, Dumbledore came to the medical wing, followed by Severus.

There was currently a student living in the hospital wing, and he was trying to coddle Madam Pomfrey to avoid the endless potions.

"Madame Pomfrey." Daniel pouted, his pale skin was extraordinarily transparent under the sun, which made people feel sorry for him: "I've already drank many bottles... I won't be able to continue this way Way to eat my lunch."

"No." It's a pity that Madam Pomfrey is extremely ruthless in this regard: "You can't miss a bottle, you have to drink them all."

Her tone softened again: "Honey, it's for your health."

"But I think I'm already very good!" Daniel tried to argue, after all, he is also a light magician: "Now I'm strong enough to beat a cow to death."

"Oh, honey, don't treat cattle so cruelly?" Madam Pomfrey spoke softly, but her attitude was very firm. "You bled so much yesterday, honey, you scared the hell out of us."

Then she stretched out her hand to signal Daniel to drink the first bottle in the big tray in her hand.

Daniel took the potion, closed his eyes, pinched his nose, and poured it into his stomach in one gulp: "ewwwww..." It's too bad to drink!

"This bottle is for you to heal your wounds. Although Professor Snape knows the counter-curse of the curse that hurt you, I'm not sure if it has any other effects on you."

Daniel thought of how he was almost killed for being too handsome, so he laughed dryly, grabbed the second bottle and drank it into his mouth.

If the previous bottle tasted like the mud soaked in rat corpses in a stinky ditch, this bottle was like slime's cockroach, almost making Daniel vomit on the spot.

"Cough cough cough... um..."

Madam Pomfrey explained thoughtfully: "This bottle is a high-quality blood tonic provided by Professor Snape, to prevent a series of sequelae caused by excessive blood loss - don't waste it?"

Daniel swallowed with difficulty, his face turned red immediately, and gradually turned red again.

Madam Pomfrey took a look and put the tray next to Daniel, only then did Daniel realize that besides two empty potion bottles and one full potion bottle, there was also a small bowl and a handful of silver potions on it. A shiny knife.

"Hand out."

Daniel stretched out his hand in a daze, and the fingertip of his index finger was pinched by Madam Pomfrey, and he cut it open with a knife.The scarlet blood was squeezed into the bowl drop by drop along the white fingers.

The pained Daniel burst into tears, and he choked up: "Ma'am, you are extorting a confession by torture. I don't know any secrets. Don't do this—"

Madam Pomfrey glanced calmly at the teardrops that slowly fell down her cheeks: "Be strong—this is to prevent your blood from getting too much and affecting your body's self-recovery."

"Well, then you gave me the blood tonic just now, it's not a waste..." Daniel looked at the half bowl of blood with distress, it was all the fresh blood that the blood tonic just gave me... and I So powerful, this blood can't be used as a medicine or something?It would be too wasteful to just let it go.

Madam Pomfrey: "I have the final say on medical matters. If you don't want to do it, you don't have to get hurt."

Daniel: "Sorry, I was being reckless. (Bows"

Madam Pomfrey saw that the blood was almost drained, so she got up and handed the last bottle of potion to Daniel: "It will help you rebuild the healthy circulation in your body."

"I don't want to drink..."

"It's not a good habit to hide disease and avoid medical treatment." Dumbledore made his debut with Severus.His half-moon eyes shone with wisdom in the sun, and his smile was extraordinarily kind.

"Principal! Professor!" Daniel quietly tried to stuff the potion under the quilt, but Severus glared at him before drinking it bitterly, and then stuck out his tongue in disgust.

"How do you feel now?" Dumbledore asked him with a smile on his face unchanged.

"Excellent! I think I can be discharged from the hospital now!" Daniel hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

"Not two more days?" Dumbledore asked him.

Daniel shook his head, but he could clearly see the corner of Professor Snape's mouth curling up a little...Why?

"Well, since your body has almost recovered, Daniel, remember to come to my office with Harry and Cedric in the afternoon. I may need to ask you about something..."

As soon as Daniel heard that his tone was wrong, he immediately used the acting skills he had trained for many years, closed his eyes and fell down on the bed with a sound of "Ah!"

"Professor... I'm afraid I can't for the time being—my stomach suddenly..." Daniel opened it a little bit to peek at the two of them while talking, and still kept covering his stomach with one hand.

Severus looked down at him with a calm expression: "You covered the wrong place, it's the chest."

"Cough cough cough, I'm sorry." Daniel rubbed his hand down like lightning: "The pain made me lose my mind."

Dumbledore seemed to have expected this, and he smiled easily: "So, it seems that our Jerome still needs some time to cultivate physically or mentally?"

Daniel nodded frantically.

"Well then, um, Severus, it just so happens that Harry and the others also need to take a break, maybe we can do something else during this period of time - after all, what needs to be defeated the most has disappeared." Dumbledore said Very meaningful.Severus was equally unresponsive.

"Come on," said Dumbledore.

The two walked towards the door. Daniel sat up from the bed and looked around. He didn't see Madam Pomfrey, so he gritted his teeth.

"Where his father is buried! A hillside surrounded by tombstones!"

Dumbledore's figure at the door paused for a moment, nodded with his back to Daniel, and went out, and Professor Snape, he looked back and pulled a meaningful smile.

Daniel sat on the bed in a daze for a long time, until Madam Pomfrey came back, he suddenly realized something, threw himself on the pillow, and hammered twice angrily.

"What's wrong?" Madam Pomfrey asked him strangely.

"...It's nothing." Daniel's voice was muffled, trapped in the soft feather pillow.

The Portkey has obviously been brought back by them, so if you want to go there, you can go there!

Damn! !

A group of old foxes! ! ! !

The author has something to say:

Daniel is deflated, yes.

I want to write about Conan in the next article (is it a bit early to say now?) I also want to write about One Piece, or a comprehensive series about Britain and the United States.

But writing Conan means that the outline must be very detailed and the animation must be supplemented... There are a lot of episodes 5555