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0070 Aini: Sorry, I can’t help you

 Glancing at the old principal angrily, Aini really couldn't bring up the interest in talking to him.

"Hermione, do you want to go to the school doctor's office with me? Or should we talk to Principal Dumbledore first? He must have a lot to ask."

The little witch who respected her teachers in the past did not hesitate to put the old principal aside this time. Before Aini could finish her words, she hurriedly responded: "I'll be with you, and I'll leave the two of them for other things later."

Let's take it to the school hospital."

After saying that, I felt a little rude to Dumbledore and smiled apologetically at the old man.

Although based on the little witch's intelligence, it is not difficult to tell from the behavior of Ani and Dumbledore that there is nothing serious between them.

But they were not professionals after all. Hermione, who came from a family of doctors, was more convinced of Madam Pomfrey's conclusion in this regard.

"What about you? Dear Headmaster." Recalling Voldemort's violent attack on Harry not long ago, Ani naturally couldn't put on a good face when facing Dumbledore, and opened his mouth like an old hermaphrodite.<

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"Let's go together, and we can talk about other things after they are settled." The old principal said in a gentle tone, and was not angry because of Aini's attitude.

On the contrary, Dumbledore was very satisfied when he saw that he could sincerely protect his students.

Some words were not suitable to be said in front of Hermione, so Dumbledore and Ani did not communicate much on the way to the school hospital.

The old man just asked Hermione a few questions. By the time they arrived at the school doctor's office, the little witch had already told them about their experience tonight.

"A very smart response, Miss Granger. You have potential that some powerful wizards in history have never had. I believe your achievements in the future will be extraordinary." After hearing their experiences, Dumbledore gave the little witch very high praise.

evaluation.

Hearing the praise from the old principal, even though the status of the two friends had yet to be confirmed, and the many hurdles she had just passed made her physically and mentally exhausted, the girl's heart suddenly jumped for joy, and even the heavy fatigue seemed to be soaked in

After getting into the water, I became much lighter.

That was the greatest white wizard in the world, so his praise was naturally different from others.

Ani stepped forward and knocked on the door, and his excellent five senses allowed him to hear the sound of Madam Pomfrey getting up.

It sounded like the school nurse was a little anxious, and her voice was very urgent.

It didn't even take a minute for Madam Pomfrey to open the door for them.

The lady's daily attire was always meticulous, and this was the first time Hermione saw her wearing pajamas.

Looking at the two unconscious boys floating in mid-air, Madam Pomfrey let out a exclamation and quickly called them into the school doctor's room.

When she turned around, her left eye was wide open. When her gaze passed over two Hogwarts employees, one senior and one junior, the lady's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction and contempt, as if she wanted to label them as incompetent.
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Then she shook her head impatiently, her unmanaged hair always covering her eyes, which made her look a little embarrassed. Paired with her pajamas with indentations, if another woman appeared in front of her like this,

Hermione must have laughed out loud.

At this time, she didn't feel funny at all. On the contrary, she was full of respect for the school doctor - this was a real doctor, a person who valued the patient's safety more than herself.

Commanding Aini, he placed the two boys on the hospital bed. Madam Pomfrey waved her hand, and the school doctor's robe flew over and pulled her into it.

Without doing much tidying up, after driving the three people out of the ward, the lady hurriedly began to check on Harry and Ron.

"Mrs. Pomfrey has always been like this, always caring about her patients." Dumbledore said helplessly, spreading his hands.

Apparently, the school nurse regarded Dumbledore as the culprit who caused the students to faint. When driving people away, he moved wildly and showed no trace of his usual elegance.

If the wand in Madam Pomfrey's hand was replaced with a feather duster, it would be more picturesque.

Aini thought a little unkindly, and secretly called out to the school doctor, "Mighty". With Dumbledore's current status, it is rare to see him in such a miserable state.

What makes Ani especially happy is that the coma of the two children can be said to be Dumbledore's fault. Watching him being shooed out of the school doctor's room by Madam Pomfrey like flies is really relieved.

When Ani smiled evilly, Hermione's little mouth opened into an O shape, feeling that the tall image of the old principal had collapsed in an instant.

But I feel a little closer in my heart. This feeling seems familiar.

Not far from Hermione's house lived an old man, a great master in physics and the winner of the British Acton Prize.

After hearing the news, Hermione was shocked. The old man was obviously very easy-going and liked children, but every time she saw him on the street, the girl would be very nervous.

Until one day I saw an old man holding a lamppost and rubbing the dog feces on the soles of his shoes...

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From then on, when the old man greeted her with a smile, the girl would smile back and often chat for a while.

Thinking of the deceased old man, the little witch felt nostalgic in her heart. She mentioned that her thirst for knowledge was related to him, but it was a pity that she would never see him again.

I don’t know what the old man’s expression would be like if he learned that there really is magic in the world.

A scene from my childhood replayed in my mind. The old man was throwing apples in the garden and telling himself the story of Newton's discovery of gravity.

If I could have made the falling apples float, the scene afterward would have been wonderful.

Under Aini's doubtful gaze, the corners of the little witch's mouth turned up in a nice arc.

What's wrong with Hermione? She feels depressed sometimes and cheerful sometimes? Could it be that today's experience has stimulated her too much?

Aini turned around and was thinking about whether to go over and comfort the girl, when there was a sound of footsteps behind her.

"Squeak~"

In the quiet atmosphere, the sound of the door hinge turning was particularly heartbreaking. When Ani sucked her back molar and turned her head, Madam Pomfrey was already standing at the door.

"Mr. Weasley is fine. If everything goes well after tonight, he can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." After opening the door, the school nurse lady had no intention of getting out of the way. She stood there and announced to them.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, what about Harry? How is Harry? Can you let me go in and see them?" After hearing Ron's news and seeing that Madam Pomfrey had no intention of continuing to talk, the little witch was furious.

asked a series of questions.

"It is forbidden to visit the school infirmary at night. Miss Granger. Mr. Potter is a little overworked. I have given him medicine. I am afraid he will need to sleep in the school infirmary for a few days." At this point, the lady looked at him reproachfully again.

Two men, one old and one young, how did you make a child so tired?

"Let me see them, just for a moment." The little witch begged, trying to get past Madam Pomfrey.

"I can understand your feelings, Miss Granger. But rules are rules, and patients need to rest, please go back." Madam Pomfrey reached out to stop Hermione, and the helpless little witch looked behind her as if asking for help.

two men.

Dumbledore suddenly became interested in the patterns on the ceiling, and kept looking up, seemingly not noticing the girl's request for help.

Ani returned a helpless look. Madam Pomfrey when taking care of patients was like a female cat protecting her cubs, and there was nothing he could do.


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