Chapter 94： Filch Office

"He needs a break, and you three don't stay too long."

Mrs. Pomfrey was dissatisfied with the three people, Evan, Ron and Hermione, who focused on the water and mud that fell on their clothes.

"And, you sent someone to take over his nutrition with me, which will help him replenish his strength!"

"I will go."

Ai Wen saw that Ron seemed to have something to say to Harry. This kind of life couldn't let a girl go. He got up and followed Mrs. Pomfrey out of the ward.

"I seem to see a lot of dementors?" Harry whispered, thinking in his mind that it was unknown again.

"It’s more than a hundred dementors, Harry!" Hermione said in a trembling voice. "I was so scared that I didn't know what to do. I thought it was a terrible thing in my head, thanks to Ai Wenhe. His patron saint is to wake everyone up..."

She suddenly thought of Avon's patron saint, exactly the same as the strange black cat that he encountered at the Cauldron Bar that night before the school.

There will be any connection between the two, Hermione remembered that Ivan had told me before that he learned Animagus in the summer, but he never refused to tell her what his deformity was. When she first saw Ai Wen’s patron saint on the train, she was somewhat suspicious. It was too similar to the black cat she had seen before. Ai Wen was vomiting at the time. Is his Animagus form? Is that strange black cat? !

Hermione's face turned red when she thought she would hold the cat in her arms.

God, if this is the case, she seems to be taking off in front of Ai Wen...

"Oh, Hermione!" Seeing Hermione's appearance, Ron screamed in anger, and he shouted. "Avon's patron saint is useless. It is Dumbledore who saved Harry. It is him. Drive away those dementors."

"What..." Hermione snorted.

"Everyone saw it, and Aiwen's patron saint rushed into the souls of the gods and completely dissipated without a few seconds." Ron didn't look at Hermione, saying, "His patron saint No use for children, Harry finally fainted, we lost the game!"

"But at that time, the guardian **** of Ai Wen brought courage and hope to everyone. Others can follow the release of the patron saint. I also released the complete patron saint for the first time, as if it was a otter."

"Don't you understand?" Ron gasped. "There are so many dementors there. If it is not the guardian of Avon, maybe Digore will faint, if so, Gran Fendo will not lose."

"What are you talking about, Ron!" said Hermione in amazement. "If it wasn't for Avon who had won time, Harry might have fallen?"

Seeing Hermione's appearance, Ron became more and more annoyed.

There was an inexplicable temper in his heart that he wanted to send out. He was at the Quidditch Stadium, and only let the wand shine a little, and immediately disappeared.

It is a far cry from the complete patron saint of Ai Wen, even Hermione is better than nothing.

This made him feel very uncomfortable, he shouted. "He is helping out, and saying that without him, Percy is only slower than him..."

"Okay, can you both quiet me for a while!" Harry whispered.

Ron’s voice went down and the room was an embarrassing silence.

Harry didn't understand what happened to Ron and Hermione. They didn't care about their physical condition. Instead, it was ridiculous to discuss whether Avon's patron saint had a role to play. Especially these words are still carried by Ai Wen, which makes Harry feel very bad.

"Don't worry about those **** dementors, did someone get my light wheel 2000?"

When he heard him, Ron and Hermione quickly glanced at each other.

"Oh......"

"How?!" Harry suddenly had a bad feeling.

"Hey, when you fell, it was blown away," Hermione hesitated. "Then it hit and hit the beaten willow."

Harry had a colic in his heart. He had learned the beaten willow in the last semester, and it even shattered Mr. Weasley’s car.

"And then?" Harry whispered, fearing to hear the answer.

"Harry, you know the one who beats the man," said Ron. "It doesn't like people hitting it."

"You woke up and Professor Flitwick just took it back," Hermione said softly.

She slowly reached for the bag at her feet and turned the bottom of the bag up.

A dozen pieces of wood and a piece of broom tail fell on the bed, the wreck of the faithful flying broom that Harry was finally defeated.

When Ivan returned to the ward with the nutrient, I saw three people who did not speak, and the atmosphere was terrible.

Harry sat on the bed staring at his flying broom fragments, and Ron and Hermione were silent in the chair, as if they had just quarreled.

"Don't be sad, Harry!" Ai Wen put the potion on the table next to him and comforted him. "You can use my light wheel 2001. I gave it to you. You know that stuff is coming to me." Say it is useless."

Since receiving the broomstick, Ai Wen threw it under the bed. He had not moved before he was borrowed several times by Ron.

"Thank you, Avon! I am just..." Harry looked at the fragments of his Light Wheel 2000 and didn't know what to say.

This flying broom can't be repaired, he should throw it away. But Harry didn't want to do this. He felt like he had lost a best friend.

By nine o'clock in the evening, three talents, Irving, Ron and Hermione, left Harry.

They just walked out of the school hospital, and Avon saw that Ron didn't go back to the common room and waited for Hermione.

"What happened to him?" Ai Wen said.

"Maybe those dementors have had an impact on him!" Hermione didn't know what to say, and she wasn't sure if she would tell Ron what I said.

Then, she thought of the black cat, Hermione's face instantly became red, she did not know whether to confirm this with Ai Wen.

If you have misunderstood yourself, there may not be an inevitable connection between the patron saint and Animagus. If so, it is not too embarrassing.

Hermione thought for a moment, and this matter is still a secret for the time being, and I will investigate it first.

Wait a minute, if the black cat is really Ai Wen, what should she do...

The two men walked back silently. They just turned the corner of the stairs on the second floor. They saw that Nick, who had almost no head, suddenly got out of the wall. His long hair was buckled with a very fashionable, feathered The hat is worn on a knee-length tunic with a wheel-shaped wrinkled collar.

He looks like a light smoke, and Evan can look out through the dark sky and downpour outside his body.

Since Nick has been providing news articles to the Hogwarts Magic in the past year, Ai Wen and Hermione are already very familiar with him.

"Hello!" Nick said in a melancholy voice. "I just heard about what happened at the Quidditch venue. It's just too bad. Harry has nothing to do?"

"He's okay, just can't accept the reality." Hermione whispered, "You know, this is his first time to lose the Quidditch match."

"Yeah, yeah, Gryffindor is the most powerful, but we always lose the game for a variety of reasons." Nick took a deep breath, "this time it is because of the dementors. I have been..."

Nick's words have not been finished, and Ai Wen saw a cat with yellow eyes suddenly coming out from behind him and making a sharp and screaming sound.

It was Mrs. Loris, a scrawny gray cat who was reused by the gatekeeper Filch and served as his deputy in the endless battle between him and the students.

"You'd better leave here!" Nick said quickly. "Felch is not feeling well. He has a cold. When he was in Quidditch, someone turned his office upside down. Everything was thrown everywhere. He Looking for the murderer in the castle."

"You are right!" Avon pulled Hermione hurriedly to the top of the stairs, and was about to go to bed soon. He didn't want to be blocked by Filch.

But it’s weird, who will go to the Filch office to mess up? !

Fred and George may do this kind of thing, but they are still in the Quidditch competition, obviously there is no time; Pippi ghost is also possible, but it should not be him. After the chaos, he will not run away without his name. style.

Who else besides them? !

Nick said that the Filch office was turned upside down. Maybe someone wanted to find something inside. Filch had confiscated a lot of things from the students.