Harry Potter Blood Hunter

Harry, who was left alone, was really bored in the hospital wing.

And with the effect of Bone Raising Spirit starting to take effect, Harry's new bones began to grow back, and this boredom turned into torment.

Because nothing else could divert Harry's attention, Harry felt the pain and itching in his empty arm all the time, which made Harry start to break out in a cold sweat.

Harry wished that the Bludger would hit his head one more time now and knock him out.

Harry forced himself to sleep...but it was still daytime, and the voices of little wizards could be heard outside, and Harry couldn't sleep.

There was no other way, Harry could only summon Sai Sai over.

"Xai Sai, help me find Browder and ask if there is any potion that can make me sleep peacefully now... I dare not call Madam Pomfrey!"

Harry wanted to laugh now, but the only expression he could make was a wry smile.

"Also..." Harry suddenly let Xersey approach, and then said something to Xersey in a very low voice.

Sai Sai's expression didn't change much, he just took the order and went to prepare.

Within a few minutes, Sai Sai returned to Harry with a potion in his hand.

"Mr. Harry Potter," Saisai stood on Harry's left, and brought the potion in front of Harry with both hands, "This is a sleeping potion used to promote sleep quality, the master said, as long as no one disturbs you intentionally, you You can sleep peacefully until tomorrow morning."

Harry was very happy, took the potion, and gulped it down.

This bottle of potion is refreshing and delicious.

Harry handed back the empty potion bottle to Sissy, thanked her, and settled back into the hospital bed.

This time, Harry felt much better, not in too much pain...should be able to fall asleep.

After Harry lay back on the hospital bed, Sai Sai disappeared after bowing.

Let Harry sleep well.

...

a few hours later,

Harry woke up from the darkness.

It was completely dark outside the window, and Harry couldn't tell what time it was.

But Harry didn't even bother to think about what time it was.

Because of the pain, he couldn't help crying out!

Harry felt as though his arms were all shattered now, and any movement of his arm would feel like tearing at a big wound on his body.

At that moment he thought it was the pain that woke him up.

But then, as a chill of fear spread across Harry's forehead, Harry realized that someone was dabbing something cool on his forehead right now.

"Stop!" Harry yelled loudly.

Harry seemed to gain strength from the shout, and sat up suddenly.

Then in the faint light, Harry saw a house-elf beside him.

His eyes, wide as tennis balls, watched Harry from the darkness, and a single tear slid down his long, upturned nose, onto the sponge in his bandaged hand.

"Ha...Mr. Harry Potter..." The house-elf, unexpectedly firm this time, said suddenly with a grimace out of his bulging eyes, "You must go home! It's almost too late now, and you'll only be truly safe if you leave Hogwarts behind."

Harry was convinced in his heart that this time the Quaffle was the masterpiece of the house elf in front of him, otherwise he would not have appeared in front of him again.

The reason was determined to be "fear that Harry would be unsafe".

So Harry didn't want to mention anything about the Quaffle.

"Have you finished?" Harry said angrily, "Then can you tell me why you want me to be sent home in pieces! It's better than continuing to live with my friends in Hogwarts."

"If you knew, Mr. Harry Potter! You would never leave, because you are a warrior, sir!"

"But much... I don't want the great Mr. Harry Potter to die!"

The house-elf wept bitterly, and more tears fell onto his battered pillowcase, "Mr Harry Potter, do you know what he means to us lowly, enslaved servants? Remember when YouKnowWho At the height of our powers, we little elves were seen as nasty vermin! Of course, much... I'm still treated that way!"

The house elf wiped away the tears with the pillowcase, "But largely, my life has improved since Mr. Harry Potter, you defeated YouKnowWho, and the presence of Mr. Harry Potter has allowed the power of dark wizards to be overthrown gone."

"It's a new dawn! Mr. Harry Potter is like a beacon of hope to us poor souls who thought the darkness would never end."

"So, Mr. Harry Potter will encounter things that are about to happen or have already happened at Hogwarts now. More... I absolutely cannot let Mr. Harry Potter stay here. Otherwise, history will repeat itself!"

Suddenly at this moment, the house elf might feel that he had talked too much, so he wanted to punish himself, so he grabbed the kettle on the table and hit himself on the head.

But Harry couldn't have let him do that.

"You mean the Chamber of Secrets? Is it about to open?" Harry grabbed the house-elf's arm, "Draco told me you've opened it before, but I'm not a complete Muggle-born wizard , How could I be in danger because of the Chamber of Secrets? So, what is the situation now? Can you tell me everything?"

"Ah, sir! Don't ask any more! Don't ask any more!" stammered the house-elf. Although he could break free from Harry's shackles at any time, he didn't dare, for fear of hurting Harry's still-unhealed arm.

His eyes were huge in the darkness, "Mysterious events are planned in this place! But Mr. Harry Potter must be affected when they happen! Go home! Mr. Harry Potter should not intervene." Mr. One of them. This is too dangerous!"

"Who?" Harry gripped the house-elf's wrist so he wouldn't grab anything and hit himself on the head. "Who the hell opened the Chamber of Secrets?"

Harry's throat trembled at this moment, "Is...is it Browder?"

"B...Browder?" the house-elf repeated as if he didn't understand, and then jumped up so suddenly that even Harry's arm broke free, "of course not the great Broud Lestrange Sir! Mr. Lestrange is the noblest and most amiable wizard I have ever met..."

"Even if I..." Another big tear fell, "Even if I am such a dirty underground house elf, he, Mr. Lestrange, can show genuine concern for me... Even the equally great Mr. Harry Potter can't say so casually about him!"

After hearing what the house-elf said, Harry finally felt relieved.

Great, it's not Browder! So I can rest assured!

In addition, Harry was sure of one thing, "So you have met Browder! Browder should know you too!"

Harry was going to grab his arm again, "So you stay here, I'm going to show Broud which house-elf you are!"

This can basically be somewhat certain!

Of course the house-elf jumped again, "No, I can't see the great Mr. Lestrange! I..."

Before he finished speaking, he was about to snap his fingers and transfer himself away.

But just before he snapped his fingers, another short figure appeared in front of him... One finger to him, he was restrained in place, and the transfer magic could not be used.

The figure that appeared behind him was of course Saisai...Harry had told her to hide nearby and not let anyone find out, and before a house-elf who sneaked up to Harry's side was about to run away, put him stuck in place.

Seeing her successful actions, Sai Sai naturally smiled happily.

This smile made the immobile house-elf on the other side even more fascinated by her appearance!

Hmmmm, the beauty trick was quite successful!

There really aren't many male house-elves who can ignore Sisy's charms.

But just as Saisai was about to ask for credit from Harry, suddenly there was a surge of magic power... The house-elf on the opposite side still disappeared.

Hmmmm? what happened? Sai Sai was at a loss... I caught him and used the magic that prohibits transfer, why did he still run away?

Is his magic so much stronger than mine?

Harry didn't know what was going on...how did he run away just after he caught it?

Sai Sai explained dejectedly... the magic of the house elves is innate, and there is no place to teach them the day after tomorrow!

So the magic they know is almost fixed, and the way to classify the strong and weak is also very simple, just to see who has the highest magic power... It can be said that house elves are more concerned about talent than wizards, and there is basically no possibility of counterattack.

But too much magic power is not important to house-elves, after all, house-elves are servants of wizards. It is also difficult for house elves to attack non-master wizards, so whether they are strong or weak does not have much impact on wizards.

Just look at faithfulness and ability to handle household chores.

Not everyone thinks that Browder is so relieved to let the house-elf do so many things.

Saisai's magic power beat all the house elves in Hogwarts, so she was really a bit arrogant these days... and then she was defeated by the house elf who looked malnourished just now.

In fact, if you think about it, you know that the house elves who can enter and leave Hogwarts at any time during the day... are almost at the level of Cobb!

Harry also sighed... I didn't expect that the rules of the house elves were stricter than that of the wizards, it seems that he himself took it for granted.

So, after comforting Sai Sai, Harry decided... let's continue to sleep!

That house-elf won't be coming today, will he?

However, Harry probably didn't expect that the house elf really didn't go far... and was still secretly watching Saisai in the corner!

...

Harry had just laid down carefully again when he heard voices coming from outside.

It was footsteps.

Harry didn't know why he thought of pretending to be asleep.

When the footsteps came closer, Harry's eyes were fixed on the dark door of the ward.

After a while, Dumbledore came to the ward.

But he wasn't here to see Harry.

He was dressed in a long woolen robe and a nightcap, and at the same time he held the head of what looked like a statue, inconveniently.

Professor McGonagall appeared behind, carrying the thing's feet.

Together they put it on the bed.

"Madam Pomfrey," whispered Dumbledore, and Professor McGonagall hurried out.

Harry lay there quietly as if asleep.