When Charles woke up, it was still dark, and there was a whistling wind outside the window.
He almost fell when he got out of bed and went to the bathroom, and the movement woke up Madam Pomfrey in the office next door.
Charles had not moved for a week and his muscles were a little weak. During this time, Madam Pomfrey fed him food through a tube.
"There's nothing wrong." Madam Pomfrey also breathed a sigh of relief after the inspection. "I think you don't like it here. If you're bored here, you can go back to the dormitory to rest. Move around more in the past two days to regain your strength." Charles thanked Madam Pomfrey and left the school doctor's office. He felt that it was too depressing.
Today is the weekend. Students basically sleep until they wake up naturally. Breakfast in the cafeteria will also be served later. Under the bright sky, the castle is quiet. Only the students who stayed up all night rushed back to the dormitory and pretended to be back last night.
The sound of footsteps.
Charles walked into the common room and unexpectedly found someone here.
He walked to the table in front of the fireplace and saw Hermione asleep on an open book, with a copy of "Uncommon Magical Ailments" next to her.
Charles felt warm in his heart. Although Hermione's father was a dentist, she herself was not interested in medicine.
Sleeping here for one night was not enough. Charles reached out and patted Hermione on the shoulder. The little girl didn't respond, so he reached out and scratched her head. As a result, the girl snorted twice in comfort and slept more soundly.
, and started to snore.
In the end, the hand knife is effective.
"Ugh...ah?!"
Hermione sat upright in a daze, looked around, and then found that her neck hurt.
As she rubbed it, she thought about why she just dreamed that she turned into a cat and was scratched, and she actually dreamed of being hit on the head by Charles with a knife.
The next moment, Hermione suddenly jumped up like a frightened cat, but was immediately held down.
"Don't move!" Charles whispered behind her, "Really, I fell asleep on the table again. My neck hurts again."
As he spoke, he massaged Hermione's neck skillfully.
This girl has often held a book and sat motionless since she was a child. Just like people holding mobile phones twenty years later, she often finds her neck sore after reading a book.
Hermione happily asked Charles: "When did you wake up?"
Charles said strangely: "I woke up last night, Harry didn't tell you?"
Hermione thought for a while and said thoughtfully: "Harry seemed to have said something to me last night, but I didn't pay attention."
Seeing that the stiff muscles in the back of her neck were loosening, Charles said to her: "It's almost dawn, go back to the dormitory and sleep for a while. I'll get up late and eat just in time to watch the game."
After Hermione stood up and stretched her neck, she remembered something and said to Charles: "Snape will be the referee in today's game. He may hurt Harry, just like what happened in the last game."
Charles helped her pack up the books on the table and put them into her arms and said: "Don't worry, if Gryffindor wins today's game, it will win its first championship in seven years. What do you think of Dumbledore?"
Maybe Professor and Professor McGonagall won’t go and see it?”
Hermione thought about it and realized that it was true. Dumbledore and McGonagall would definitely be there for such an important game. If Snape dared to cause trouble, there would be no good consequences.
After Charles sent Hermione back to bed, he also returned to the dormitory. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Seamus still snoring.
But this time, his sleep in the cage was interrupted at around eight o'clock in the morning. Wood called Harry next door to get up, but he could also hear it here.
Today's Quidditch match is very important, and Charles will also go to watch it, but the game starts at 11:30, so he came to Greenhouse No. 2 first.
Nowadays, Greenhouse No. 2 is full of vitality, with everything competing for growth. The lantern-sized Chinese cabbage has matured, and its orange-red color looks very festive, but it is a bit noisy to start grinding teeth early in the morning.
Professor Sprout came here earlier than Charles and was fertilizing Chinese cabbage. When he saw Charles coming over, he hurriedly asked how he was doing.
After greetings, Charles asked Professor Sprout: "Professor, why don't you go to the Quidditch match?"
Professor Sprout said gloomily: "Our Cedric has been training for the Potion Competition recently and has no time to train. Today's game is not interesting."
She didn't want to talk about Quidditch anymore and instead asked Charles: "How many Chinese cabbage can you fit in your bag?"
Charles pointed to all the cabbage in the greenhouse and replied: "You can put them all in."
Professor Sprout nodded and said, "That's just right. Come and take half of it away tomorrow morning before we leave. We'll borrow the other half from Mr. Scamander's box."
Charles asked in surprise: "With so much, are we going to reserve grain?"
The young leaves of Chinese cabbage are delicious when made into salads. If the leaves become old and the fiber inside becomes clogging your teeth, don’t ask why they know it. Just ask that one of them is suffering from heatstroke.
Professor Sprout said proudly: "You didn't know that, they are used in battle."
Charles blinked, and an image appeared in his mind. A group of Death Eaters rushed toward him, and a piece of Chinese cabbage flew out with his hand. In the end, even one was hanging on Voldemort's head. It was quite touching. The two were chatting, and after a while the noise from the Quidditch field became louder and louder
Professor Sprout asked Charles: "You won't go to the game?"
Charles is watering the branches of the luminous plants he brought back. They have all sprouted and can be planted in the ground when the weather warms up.
While he was busy, he said: "I will stay with you."
Today is the championship match for Gryffindor House, and Hufflepuff House has become a stepping stone. As the dean, Professor Sprout will naturally not be happy. Charles felt that running away like this would make the professor sad, so he stayed. Professor Sprout laughed and said, "You kid, like Filius, consider other people's feelings very important."
Charles raised his eyebrows, intuitively telling himself that there was gossip in this, and asked curiously: "Professor Sprout, is Professor Flitwick good at taking care of people?"
Professor Sprout smiled and said: "Filius was like this before. He took care of me and made me even fatter in those two years."
Charles instantly entered the gossip listening mode. Isn't this more exciting than a Quidditch champion?
Professor Sprout shook his head with a smile and said: "What a curious young man. It's actually nothing. Minerva also knows that Filius was my boyfriend when I was studying at Hogwarts, but later
Everyone broke up."
Charles looked at Professor Sprout in surprise, waiting for further revelations. Who would have thought that there would be such a big relationship between the deans of Hogwarts? He had only known about the two professors when they were studying at Hogwarts.
There is an overlap of two years.
But Professor Sprout didn't say much. He just said that the two of them broke up peacefully because of different ambitions. They will still be friends from now on. Now that everyone has their own families, the past things have naturally gone with the wind.
Then Professor Sprout also started gossiping: "Charles, do you have a girl you like?"
Charles replied with a silly smile: "I focus on my studies now."