Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

This study tour from Hogwarts...or more accurately, it should be a "refuge" trip. It was really a long journey from traversing the oceans to returning to the mainland and landing in Italy. In order to ensure that the students can receive timely and effective treatment when they encounter injuries on the way, Madame Pomfrey has naturally become one of them.

Just to be honest, as a school doctor and head nurse who has been working at Hogwarts for many years, Mrs. Pomfrey's treatment level is naturally unclear, but after all, she is still very old. For her, this trip is more exhausted after all.

However, due to the fact that she has been working for Hogwarts since she was young, her affection for this school and the batch of teachers and students in the school is obviously extremely strong. Even if due to physical reasons, she has not been able to get a good rest these days, but once a student needs treatment, she will still resolutely put on a snow-white headscarf and come out to treat each other in person.

Just like now, in this large room specially reserved for her by Professor McGonagall, Mrs. Pomfrey is carefully examining the unconscious Colin.

As for Jimmy and the others, who had just sent poor Colin here, they were bombarded by Madam Pomfrey and waited as soon as they put down Colin.

"True."

Suddenly, accompanied by a mess of footsteps and voices, the door of this temporary ward was knocked.

Mrs. Pomfrey, who had heard the knock on the door, was bending over to see if there was any abnormal change in Colin, frowned slightly-she did not like being disturbed by someone while she was working. Many students did. Knowing that this tough old lady even had a strong record that even Dumbledore was blasted out of the ward.

As a result, even though Jimmy and the others who brought Colin back to their backs were turned away, they did not try to disturb her anymore, but waited outside with great anxiety for the door to open.

Madam Pomfrey obviously knew this too, so when she heard the door knocked, she knew it was mostly McGonagall or which other professor had arrived.

"Please come in."

With the consent of Madam Pomfrey, the door was gently opened with a "click".

"How is Mr. Crevy?"

The visitor was naturally Professor McGonagall who hurried to hear the news, but apart from Sirius who came with him, the students, including the little wizard who reported the letter, still failed to enter the ward.

"Mr. Crevey himself is okay. I just checked it and it seems that the head was only hit by a curse that is not too strong... It's kind of like using the wand forcibly after it was damaged-you know Yes, it’s like having a wrong spell and then biting yourself back.”

Mrs. Pomfrey briefly recounted her own judgment, and it is obvious that this situation is not too rare among the little wizards over the years...especially among the lower grades, and often some students accidentally confuse it. Own magic wand, and then was hit by some abnormal spells generated by the faulty cast.

As a school doctor with a lot of work experience in the magic school, Madam Pomfrey would definitely not be wrong about this kind of thing.

However, just as Professor McGonagall's heart hanging in the air also fell slightly...

"But the problem is," Mrs. Pomfrey said again, "I just saw Mr. Crevey's wand... it seems to be intact."

While she was talking, she picked up a white enamel tray from the cart with potions and therapeutic supplies nearby, and inside it was a magic wand with some branches and a slight curvature.

It was Colin's wand, hornbeam, about ten inches, very resilient.

Professor McGonagall looked at Colin who was still in a coma, then drew out his wand and waved it at it lightly. It swept past Colin's wand in the tray, and his brows suddenly frowned.

"Indeed, there is no damage, but it is well maintained... Flashback to the previous curse."

In the end, McGonagall cast a flashback curse on the wand, and then he saw Colin's wand tremble slightly, and a coma curse suddenly popped up. This coma spell was not powerful enough, and McGonagall only casually wiped out the brilliance of the spell again.

It seemed that this curse was probably the culprit that caused Colin to faint.

But what can this show? Explain that it was actually Colin holding his own well-maintained spell, and then turning the tip of his staff upside down and hitting his forehead with a coma spell?

Oh! Merlin is on... Colin Crevey, the Gryffindor lion cub, does have a lack of roots in his head, but he is not stupid enough to do such a thing. What's more, if he did so, would Jimmy who was with him at the time not say it?

"Mr. Perks, please come in!"

After a short pause, McGonagall turned around and called to the door. At the next moment, Jimmy, who was already waiting outside with great anxiety, pushed open the door and rushed in.

"Professor, Colin... is he okay?"

As a good friend of Colin, Jimmy actually entered school a year later than him, but whether it is mentally or physically, Jimmy, the little fat man, is much more mature than the skinny Colin. To be honest, Jimmy would be a good seed for a Quidditch hitter without this disaster!

However, he was still only over thirteen years old. This time Colin suddenly fainted, and he was really panicked. Had it not been for the presence of other people, he might not have even remembered the incident of bringing Colin back to Madam Pomfrey.

"It's okay, Mr. Crevey may be able to wake up in a while, don't worry." Professor McGonagall first calmed him down and calmed him down. Then he turned around and asked, "Mr. Can you tell me more about the details of Mr. Crevey before and after his coma? The more detailed the better!"

"Ah...good! Okay!" Jimmy was stunned, and then remembered vigorously, "At that time... Colin and I just happened to see Ms. Rich and they are coming again, so I want to inform everyone..."

Regarding the process of Colin's fainting, Jimmy was actually a bit confused, because he really didn't remember what caused Colin to become what he is now. But since Professor McGonagall asked, he still recounted everything he remembered in detail.

But while Jimmy was struggling to search for his memories, Sirius who followed McGonagall seemed to be a little distracted, as if thinking about something else.