Chapter 166： Dialogue in the ward

When Avon woke up, he found himself back to the school hospital.

He was lying on the bed yesterday, and his body was very painful. The bones seemed to split. The magic in the body was even more dry, and it was even worse than the battle with the werewolves.

The last memory of Ai Wen still stayed in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. He was taken away by Mr. Weasley’s car, and the little dwarf Peter was dragged into the spider group by the eight-eyed giant spider.

After that, what happened?

He tried to recall that the old car was carrying him out of the eight-eyed giant spider. They ran rampant in the forest. After about ten minutes of noisy and bumpy gallops, they returned to the Hogwarts site. .

Then, like last year, he was thrown out by the car.

Before fainting, he seemed to see a man coming over to himself. The figure seemed to be Professor Snape.

Ai Wen shook his head and looked up and looked around. The light in the ward was very dark.

On the bed next to him, Ron was lying there, his body covered with thick bedding, only red hair exposed.

In the corner of the ward, Harry and Hermione were arguing with Mrs. Pomfrey, and Avon seemed to hear words like her name, injury, and the like.

They immediately found that Ai Wen woke up and hurried over. Harry and Hermione came up and hugged with Ai Wen, and their faces were full of joy, especially Hermione. Her eyes were red and whispering, and she could see that she was very worried about Ai Wen.

"Ivan, you just got in by Professor Snape, I thought"

"I'm fine, Hermione!" Ai Wen patted her shoulder comfortably, but the girl blushes and hugs him tightly, as if afraid to lose him.

"Well, children, Ai Wen has woke up, and you should always believe that he will not have anything!" Madam Pomfrey squatted and said harshly, "You two should go back to the hospital immediately." You are in a bad state now and need to rest in bed."

"How is Ron?" Ai Wen asked softly.

"He will live!" said Madam Pomfrey melancholy. "Unbelievable, it is a curse of souls. The impact of this evil magic on his soul takes a very long time to recover. I will advise the principal. He was taken to the St. Mungo Magical Injury Hospital."

"He won't have anything?" asked Avon, Harry and Hermione at the same time.

"This poor child needs to rest in bed for a while, but he will recover." Madam Pomfrey wrinkled her nose and said nervously, "I really don't understand when Hogwarts became a black wizard. Gathered? Last year was a mysterious man. Today is Sirius Black. Who knows who will be next year?"

Ai Wen would like to tell her that next year may be a small Batty Crouch.

He didn't know how accurate the curse of Madam Pomfrey was, as long as it wasn't as accurate as Professor Billy Trelawney. She told her to be careful about the spider in the first divination class, and then he actually met the spider, or At the most critical moment.

"Right, Sirius!" Harry seemed to think of something. He asked quickly. "Where is he, why didn't I see him?"

"It is also said that, of course, it is being held up, and it is locked upstairs." Mrs. Pomfrey said uneasily. "I just showed him the injury and it was very badly hurt, but it will slowly recover." However, I think he should not need treatment, those dementors."

"Sirius is innocent, we have proved this, everything is"

Harry had not finished, and she heard Mrs. Pomfrey continue to say, "Yeah, yeah, if, more than a decade ago, someone told me that Black would become what it is today, I am no matter what. I don't believe it. He always mixes with that Potter. They are the most popular boys on campus. They are very good, very smart, and flattering. Who can believe that he will go to mysterious people?"

"That wasn't Sirius. He didn't sell my parents. Everything was done by the little dwarf Peter." Harry hurriedly turned to look at Ai Wen and asked urgently, "What about the little dwarf Peter?"

"Dead!" Ai Wen whispered.

Harry slammed quietly, and he and Hermione looked at Evan unbelievably.

"You, what do you say, how could he die?!" Harry closed his eyes and shuddered. "He is dead, what should Sirius do?"

Looking at Harry, pale, Ai Wen slowly shook his head.

"Well, that's what the principal and the Ministry of Magic should consider!" Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry uncomfortably. "You two must go back to bed immediately, especially you, Harry! I listen to you." Professor Snape sent it, those dementors are even ready to kiss."

Mrs. Pomfrey said, forcing Harry and Hermione to force them back to the hospital bed. Then she gave each person a few pieces of chocolate and turned back to her office.

No one spoke in the dark ward. Harry and Hermione were still immersed in the shocking news of the death of the little dwarf Peter. They didn't know what was going on in the Forbidden Forest. It would be so serious that Peter would die.

After a moment of silence, Ai Wen told them about what happened in the Forbidden Forest. Harry and Hermione listened quietly to his narrative, and heard that Ai Wen had a small elephant-sized Aragog and thousands. When the eight-eyed spider was besieged, it was terrible.

“Remember?” Hermione whispered. “We heard Hagrid say Aragog last year. Fifty years ago, people misunderstood that it came out of the Chamber of Secrets and killed Myrtle. Hagrid therefore Was fired! Time has passed so long, I thought this spider has already died?!"

"It not only did not die, but also progeny in the Forbidden Forest. No one knows how many eight-eye spiders are in the Forbidden Forest, so a large forest is their territory." Ai Wen continued, "I dare say Hagrid must have thought that Aragog would not hurt his friends."

"Hagrid's problem is here. He always thinks that the monster is not as bad as people's fiction!" Harry clenched his fist. "The eight-eyed spider kills the little dwarf Peter, which is the price he deserves. But Sirius"

I can't tell why, for the death of the little dwarf Peter, Harry didn't feel happy at all.

He was worried about Sirius Black and then thought of his parents.

Tonight, when they see the death of the traitors who sold them to Voldemort, will they be happy?

The conversation between Ai Wen and Hermione continued, and Harry blinked. He reached out and wiped the tears from his eyes. He heard Hermione say that they had encountered the dementors.

Hermione had already fainted, but he clearly saw the two silver patrons.

The two patrons who saved them in the hands of the dementors looked like they were

Who will call these two patrons, will it be his father and mother?

Then he thought of Sirius Black, and Madam Pomfrey had just said that he was locked upstairs. He had to save him. If it was too late, it would be too late!

Just as Harry made up his mind, the door to the ward was opened, and there was a calm Professor Dumbledore who had just returned from the Ministry of Magic. (To be continued.)