Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

Monday, Professor Si Bing’s History of Magic class.

Even without Umbridge's presence, Harry felt extremely bored and fell asleep listening to the old ghost's tone. To be honest, if he hadn't hated Snape from the bottom of his heart and thought Trelawney was a psychopath

, History of Magic class can definitely be listed as one of his most hated subjects.

Harry was imagining the party this weekend, with thirty students flying up and down with wands, and he was also looking forward to what Louis would teach them.

"What's wrong?"

His thoughts were interrupted by Hermione's push and elbow, and he was a little dissatisfied. It wasn't until he saw Hermione's annoyed expression that he realized that there was something important.

She pointed to the window, and Harry looked in the direction of her finger. It was a snow-white owl, visible through the glass, with a letter tied to its foot.

Harry recognized that it was Hedwig, but what surprised him was that it did not deliver the letter at the usual time of breakfast, but instead chose the time of his class.

Many students around me recognized it and pointed at it in a low voice, many of them praising it.

Harry didn't pay attention to what those people were saying. Professor Spin's class was relatively less disciplined. He walked through the rows, lowered his body, and tried not to disturb the few students in class. Then he opened the

window, wanting Hedwig to hand over the letter.

But the owl didn't do that. Its expression was slightly painful. Harry noticed that the white feathers looked a little messy, and there were even some scars on some parts of its body. The feet holding the letter were dripping with blood.

"It hurts."

This was the first reaction that popped into Harry's mind. He quickly returned to Hermione and Ron. The girl covered her mouth in horror, wondering who would do such a cruel thing to an owl.

"Professor Spencer, I feel a little uncomfortable and I need to go to the campus hospital."

Harry stood up and said loudly, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and the ghost lecturing on the stage stopped.

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay, you can go ahead..."

Professor Spencer sounded a little at a loss. He seemed to have never dealt with urgent cases in the classroom.

Without waiting for the professor to say anything more, Harry and Hedwig hurriedly left the classroom.

The first person in his mind who thought of curing owls was Hagrid, but this idea was quickly rejected by him, because so far, he could not find any information about Hagrid, the former Hogwarts.

The gamekeeper seemed to have disappeared from this world.

So for the next choice, the only one he can trust is the Head of Gryffindor, Professor Minerva McGonagall.

After all, there is no need to bother Dumbledore and Alastor Moody on such a trivial matter.

"This matter is urgent, please let me in first."

At the door of Professor McGonagall's office, Harry followed the stone statue and said hurriedly.

"Oh? It's urgent? But we are discussing things inside." The stone statue said disdainfully, "To put it simply, I am very busy now and have no time to see you students..."

"But she is the only one who can help me now. If you don't let me in..."

"Is that Potter outside the door? Come in."

Professor McGonagall's voice came from inside the door, the stone statue slowly made room, and Harry knocked on the door and walked in.

There were two people sitting across from Professor McGonagall in the office, who happened to be Louis and his son. Meiselis looked at the boy in front of her curiously, while Louis nodded friendly to him.

"Potter, we are discussing matters related to the Order of the Phoenix." Professor McGonagall explained to him, she pulled up her glasses, "Why are you being detained by Umbridge again?"

"No, it's not." Harry quickly defended himself. Since the last incident, he has been much more honest with Umbridge and others.

"My owl is injured, I think..."

"Owl? Show me." Meseles became interested and stood up from her position.

Harry suddenly realized that the woman in front of him was the professor of Care of Magical Creatures who was taking Hagrid's place. He carefully placed Hedwig into Meselice's hand.

Meserys looked at Hedwig's wounds carefully, while Louis stood next to Harry. After a while, she slowly spoke:

"It looks like it was attacked by the Thestral. This wound looks a bit like its paw prints. Hmm?" Meselis frowned, "But the wounds on its feet are very rough and were not caused by magical animals.

.”

"I remember that the Thestrals in Hogwarts have been tamed by Hagrid and will not attack birds, unless you, an owl, fly over the Forbidden Forest, but the creatures in the Forbidden Forest never come out to look for food during the day.

"

"This is a black magic wound." Louis said, "Hedwig should have been attacked by a dark wizard."

"Black magic? It's very possible." Meseles nodded in agreement, "The magician who cast the spell was very far away from the owl, or the use of black magic was not perfect, so it was not completely hit. It is a blessing in misfortune."

"Potter, where did this owl come from to deliver the message?" Professor McGonagall asked suddenly, because she felt a little scared when she thought of the dark wizard.

"Well, London, you know." Harry glanced at Professor McGonagall quickly, because from her expression, he could know where he was pointing.

"What?" Professor McGonagall's tone was a little urgent, "Do you know, Potter."

"Relax, Minerva, the situation is not as bad as you think." Meserys calmly comforted Professor McGonagall, "It can't fly very far with its level of injury, so it is obvious that it is

Injuries sustained near Hogwarts."

"However, Harry, you should not contact Sirius recently." She followed Harry and said softly, "And the same goes for you, Louis, these are extraordinary times."

Louis spread his hands helplessly. His owl had been sleeping in the school's owl loft for several months, but he had never used it to bring messages to people from the Order of the Phoenix.

Professor McGonagall was naturally worried about the exposure of the Order of the Phoenix, especially when he heard that it was done by a dark wizard. He was even more worried about whether the Death Eaters would know the location of the Order's base. Just because Harry sent a letter to expose it, that would be terrible.

It's too much of a loss.

Now it seems that this is not necessary. Although Hedwig was injured, the letter on her feet was intact.

"Leave it to me, and I will return it to you intact in three days." Meseles promised Harry, "Oh, by the way, keep the letter and don't take it so far in the future.

It’s been a long distance.”

Meserys took Hedwig and backed out of the office. Professor McGonagall stopped Louis and Harry at the same time and ordered:

"I don't care what you are doing, but remember, you must not be discovered by Umbridge, and all members of the Order of the Phoenix will support all your actions within the school."