A day at Hogwarts

The ceiling of the school infirmary is no stranger to Charles.

He woke up, as if he was hungry, and when he opened his eyes, he heard his stomach growling.

"Ah, you're awake!"

At this moment, Harry happened to be visiting Charles, so he hurriedly called Madam Pomfrey, and ran to the kitchen to bring back a plate of food piled like a pyramid.

Madam Pomfrey checked Charles, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong with him except that he was hungry. He could be discharged from the hospital after taking some medicine, eating and getting a sleep.

Charles drank a bottle of potion, and asked Harry as he ate, "How long have I been asleep?"

Harry said to him solemnly: "You slept for seven years, and tomorrow is the graduation ceremony."

Charles turned his head to look at this guy, shook his head and sighed: "You haven't grown up for seven years, alas... a waste of food."

Frustrated at the fact that he hadn't been able to tease him, Harry said to him, "You've been asleep for a week, and it's Friday night."

Charles thought about it, looked at the clock on the wall, and said, "Tomorrow is the Quidditch match against Hufflepuff, why don't you go to bed early."

Harry hesitated to speak, and finally said: "The whole team rests tonight. You have been in a coma for so long, and everyone is very worried. It is my turn to see you tonight."

Charles had watched him grow up, so he still didn't understand his thoughts, so he said, "Is it because Snape has bullied me badly recently, and I happened to pass by here when I went out to relax at night."

Harry scratched his head in embarrassment, a gesture he learned from Charles.

Seeing him like this, Charles understood that Snape's heart was hit in that hole, and he didn't need to think about it to know what the problem was. When he came back, he saw that Harry didn't have the black wand in and the red wand out, so he was still in good spirits.

"What's the matter this time?" Charles asked, "Snape has come up with something new?"

Harry was a little hesitant. After seeing that Charles was not interested in the matter of the Philosopher's Stone several times before, he never bothered him about it. It's just that things have made new progress now, and he has no clue, so he subconsciously wants to ask Charles for his opinion. .

There is also the matter of the Quidditch match tomorrow. I got the news that Snape is the referee. This week, Snape has targeted Harry more and more, so Ron and Hermione are worried that Harry will be killed by him.

But people will be sent here at any time, it's not a place to discuss these things, Harry changed the subject: "I'm going to see Hagrid tonight, he's been in a bad mood the last few days."

He thought that Charles and Hagrid were not familiar, so he talked about his classmates: "Did you know that two days ago, Neville defeated Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle by himself."

Charles was gnawing on a chicken leg, and said in surprise, "Tell me about it."

He was surprised by Neville's performance, and wondered how Malfoy and those two guys teamed up again.

Harry said: "A few nights ago, the dueling club selected students to go to the Waggadu Academy of Magic. Only one of the first-year students was selected. Neville was not in a good mood because of his unstable performance. Malfoy thought I was selected by myself, but I lost in the end. The few of them met in the corridor and started fighting without arguing."

"I heard that when Professor Flitwick passed by, Malfoy's lips became as big as an elephant's ear, hahahaha..."

(Madame Pomfrey: "Be quiet, or leave!")

"Oh, guess who got picked in first grade?"

Charles recalled the students of his class, and to be honest, there were not many who could beat Malfoy.

Suddenly, he thought of someone, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he tentatively asked Harry, "Could it be Seamus?"

Harry nodded, and Charles was in a cold sweat. Is this going to an academic exchange or playing games? Waggadu is not guilty of that.

"I'll tell you," said Harry triumphantly, "we've found Nico Flamel."

The few of them have been looking for Nicole Flamel since last year, and now they have finally found it, and they must use it to brag.

Charles asked calmly, eating a slice of bread with chicken grease, "Oh, did you write to him?"

Harry froze, hearing this meant that Charles not only knew who Nicole Flamel was, but also where he was.

"You knew him already?" Harry's face became grim, looking like he was going to punch someone.

I, Ron, and Hermione searched hard for so long, and finally found it by chance. It sounds like this guy knew early on that he was still watching him?

Such a person can't do without a beating!

Charles ate the cake and said nonchalantly: "When I was eating chocolate frogs, I drew a card from Professor Dumbledore, which said it. I asked Professor Dumbledore casually that day, and he told me. I I wanted to come back and tell you guys, but I just woke up now."

Harry's face crumbled, and he gave a final sigh of frustration, telling him not to strike back when there was no reason to hit him this time.

"Do you know about the Sorcerer's Stone?" Harry asked him again, "Did Professor Dumbledore mention it to you?"

Charles said with a matter of course: "Isn't there in the book?"

When Harry heard that he was going to turn the pages of the book again, his expression turned bad for a moment, so he changed the subject: "Where did you go last week? Why have you been in a coma for so long?"

Charles sighed and said, "It's nothing. It's a relic left by the predecessors. I haven't been able to see what the predecessors left behind."

He has gained something, but he can't tell Harry that he seems to have fused a piece of soul fragment, recalling the bank withdrawal password and how to play Gwent cards in his previous life, right?

As for the other harvest, he couldn't say anything. The ball of light disappeared after it was covered by his own heavenly spirit, but the benefits it brought—if it was a benefit—did not tell others, for fear of being dragged into slices.

Charles felt that the person who let go of this thing might not be an aborigine in this world.

Harry asked him curiously: "Who left that remains, it can make you faint for so long?"

"We asked Professor McGonagall, and she didn't say anything."

Charles smiled and shook his head: "I don't know, there are many powerful wizards in history, maybe they will be wizards from other planets, or maybe Harry Potter from another world came here, and she left some gifts. "

Harry took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't think I won't beat you up if you're hurt!"

Charles smiled and asked him, "When can you ever beat me?"

Harry was speechless, rolled his eyes, and said to him with the same smile, "I'll ask Hermione to give you the homework you missed this week in class tomorrow morning."

This time it was Charles' turn to stare.

Seeing him like this, Harry immediately laughed and ran away with the empty plate.

The ward was quiet, Charles lay quietly, and soon fell asleep under the effect of the medicine he just drank, before brushing his teeth with the cleaning spell.