early morning.

In the ward of the Hogwarts hospital.

Michelle slowly opened her eyes.

Her eyes were a little distracted and her consciousness was a little blurry, she just stared blankly at the ceiling.

This is not the first time she has woken up.

From the previous brief awakenings, she learned about John and Alice's situation.

She doesn't understand.

Why did things become like this?

John is gone, and so is Alice.

Some people say they were driven away.

But some people said that they were looking for revenge on the goblins.

Michelle also wanted to find them.

However, Dumbledore was not allowed to do so.

The reason given by Dumbledore was so good that Michelle didn't know how to refute it - John hopes that you can stay safe and happy in Hogwarts, and when the matter is over, he will return and reunite with you.

Michelle knew that if she just ran over to find John and Alice.

Not to mention helping them.

On the contrary, it will bring them danger.

"call--"

With a long sigh, Michelle finally regained consciousness.

She gasped and raised her right hand in front of herself.

This is a prosthetic leg made for her by Alice. It is quite advanced and not only has free movement, but also has great strength and even has a sense of touch.

Alice is right.

To some extent, this prosthetic arm is indeed more useful than her original arm.

And just as she was looking at the prosthetic limb, the ward door suddenly opened.

"Michelle? You finally woke up!"

The visitor is Professor McGonagall.

It had just been a while since I last saw her, and her face, which was not young at first, had become even older.

But at this moment, every wrinkle on Professor McGonagall's face revealed joy.

She stepped forward and hugged Michelle warmly.

It was only then that Michelle discovered that Harry, Hermione and Ron were following Professor McGonagall.

Hermione was bursting into tears at this moment.

Harry and Ron's eyes were also a little red.

The few people communicated excitedly for a long time, until Michelle's stomach made a growling sound, and Professor McGonagall suddenly reacted.

During these days, Michelle relied on magic medicine to supplement the nutrients her body needed.

After all, she hadn't eaten for a long time.

"My dear, you must be hungry, right? Let's go! It's lunch time now, let's go to the auditorium!"

Professor McGonagall excitedly arrived at the auditorium with Michelle and others.

Michelle's appearance also caused a sensation in the auditorium.

Almost all the students in the school were rushing to see Michelle.

This made the whole auditorium a mess.

Fortunately, Draco stood up.

John is gone.

Draco felt that he should help John protect Michelle.

He organized a large group of Slytherins and managed to push away most of the crowd, giving Michelle a relatively quiet dining space.

Michelle smiled gratefully at Draco and then began to eat with her head covered.

She ate very hard and quickly, living up to her reputation as Gryffindor's big eater.

Everyone was very happy to see it and felt that the Michelle from before was back.

But what they didn't know was that Michelle just wanted to eat more and take good care of her body.

Only when her body is well, can she think of more ways to help John!

However, Michelle's wonderful meal time did not last long.

"Oh - what's going on here?"

A sickeningly sweet voice suddenly sounded.

As soon as this voice appeared, the originally cheerful atmosphere in the auditorium instantly turned gloomy.

The expressions of the students who were watching also became extremely ugly.

Finally, the owner of the voice pushed through the crowd and came to the dining table.

Looking at the man, Michelle looked a little surprised.

Because standing in front of her was a middle-aged woman wearing rose-red felt clothes, with a broad, saggy face, and a small black velvet bow on her short curly hair.

Her appearance was completely inconsistent with that sweet, high-pitched voice.

"Oh! It turns out to be Michelle Shafiq!" the middle-aged woman fussed like a little girl, "I remember you, you are not the... sister of the wanted criminal John Shafiq? Or your lover? Hahaha

——I don’t understand you young people!”

Michelle's face darkened, and her right hand holding the fork tightened instantly, actually deforming the silver fork.

"She's Dolores Umbridge, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and she's so annoying!"

Harry covered the back of his hand and said with disgust on his face.

The voice he used was very small.

But Umbridge still heard it.

"Mr. Potter, you should call me Professor Umbridge." Umbridge still said in a high voice, "It seems that your parents have died and you did not receive any good tutoring! Fortunately, there are

I am here!

Haha! Come to my office at nine o'clock tonight to continue the confinement, and I will teach you what politeness means!"

Hearing this, Harry's face turned red and he clenched his fists.

Beside him, Michelle stood up suddenly, frowned and glared at Umbridge:

"John is not a wanted criminal!"

"Wow--"

Umbridge pretended to be shocked and said, "Miss Shafik, do you want to beat me? But even so, it cannot change the fact that John Shafik is wanted by the Ministry of Magic and is a wanted criminal.

oh!

And given that you share nearly the same violent tendencies as John Shafiq.

I think you should join Mr. Potter and come to my office tonight.

When the time comes, I can teach you a lesson and change your temper.

This is for your own good, Miss Shafiq.

If it weren't for the fact that you can still be saved, unlike that sinful John..."

Before Umbridge finished speaking, Michelle couldn't help it anymore.

She almost instinctively wanted to reach for the wand.

But Professor McGonagall stepped in front of her.

"Umbridge, your excuse is completely unfounded!" Professor McGonagall said coldly, "Michelle will not go to your office!"

Umbridge thought about it for a while, then said with a smile:

"That seems to be the case, so forget it! But the fifth-grade students are coming to my class this afternoon. Now that Miss Shafiq is awake, she should be able to come to class, right?"

"Umbridge!" Professor McGonagall frowned, "Michelle just woke up! She is still very weak!"

"You call this weakness?"

Umbridge pointed to the dining table with a surprised look on her face and said, "I have never seen a little girl who can eat like this! This is just like a pig...ahem! I mean this is too exaggerated, it doesn't look like a serious illness at all.

People who have just recovered.

So, you can't convince me.

Miss Shafiq!

You must come to class in the afternoon!

Otherwise, I will deduct points from Gryffindor and put you in solitary confinement!"

After saying this, Umbridge ignored Professor McGonagall and others, walked out of the crowd with a smile, and met a goblin in a purple silk robe in the foyer.

The goblin's greedy eyes were locked on Michelle, and he even stuck out his long tongue and licked his lips and fangs.

"Shafiq...hehehe!"
Chapter completed!