Harry Potter's Dharma

After a lazy nap, it was almost time for lunch when Zheng Fan woke up.

Zheng Fan had always attended classes when she was happy, and skipped classes when she was unhappy. Therefore, no one bothered to call her out.

It was common for students in the same grade to not see Zheng Fan in class.

Zheng Fan was indeed a little hungry when he woke up at this time.

He rummaged through his dormitory and didn't find any snacks. Thinking about it carefully, snacks in the magical world were a little strange. It was a good thing that he didn't find any snacks.

After washing up, it was almost time for lunch. Zheng Fan walked to the dining hall.

In fact, he wanted to go out early, but the people in the paintings on the wall would definitely greet him. They were so enthusiastic.

In addition, he would definitely be nagged to death if he didn't go to class, so Zheng Fan delayed going out until lunch time. At least they wouldn't be nagging about him.

After arriving at the dining hall and looking at the rotten food, Zheng Fan really didn't know why he thought that British food was very strange.

Not to mention that it was easy to make food delicious in the magical world.

First of all, desserts were absolutely not picky. After all, afternoon tea snacks were considered delicious in Britain.

ER......

Secondly, in fact, those tricks were generally in the noble class. The nobles would only appear when they were bored. Although it was illegal for men to cook and it was obvious that British people didn't have a talent for food, ordinary food was still acceptable.

As long as they didn't play any tricks.

EER......

Looking up at the starry sky or something like that?

Anyway, Zheng Fan had a good life here, especially when he overslept and was a little hungry. Zheng Fan still missed the food here.

After eating lunch, Zheng Fan didn't really want to rest. After all, he had rested for the whole morning. He didn't really want to go to class in the afternoon either. He was thinking about whether he should call Hermione to go somewhere to play.

Hermione only had one class in the afternoon.

But thinking about it carefully, he had been asking Hermione to go out to play these days and had missed five classes in a month.

Because of his words, Hermione didn't mind at all. But Zheng Fan still had to think about Hermione.

His reputation was already inexplicable. Of course, he couldn't let Hermione be labeled as a bad student.

No, definitely not.

Thus, Zheng Fan continued to stroll around the academy's castle, wandering around aimlessly.

But fortunately, Holvos was a typical British building, so no matter how many times Zheng Fan walked around, he wouldn't be too bored.

After all, the architectural style was still very pleasing to the eye.

Zheng Fan walked and walked, and before he knew it, it was already night time. After looking at the time, Zheng Fan decided that he had not gained anything today, so he decided to go home.

At this moment, Zheng Fan seemed to see someone walking in front of him.

He seems to be a professor here?

No … He looked like an adult, but he wasn't sure if he was a professor or not.

But behind him must be Dumbledore..

Zheng Fan calmed down and carefully thought about what he just saw.

He probably saw two people carrying a person in a certain direction. Because it was just a glance, Zheng Fan didn't see clearly who it was. But the person behind them wearing a red magician's robe was definitely Dumbledore!

If even Dumbledore was alarmed, it must be something big.

Zheng Fan had no clue how to close the door of the secret room, so he quickly followed behind Dumbledore to see where they were going.

When Zheng Fan walked up, he realized that the people carrying the person were two nurses, and the one being carried … was Colin.

Colin seemed to want to take a picture of something, but his whole body was petrified.

In Colin's hand, he was still holding his most important camera.

"What's going on?"

Zheng Fan asked Dumbledore.

"Eh?!"

Dumbledore was too concerned about Colin's situation to notice that there was suddenly someone beside him. He was shocked by Zheng Fan's shout.

"Shouldn't the students be back in the academy by now?"

Dumbledore looked at Zheng Fan, as if to ask him, "Shouldn't he be resting in Slytherin?"

Zheng Fan smiled at Dumbledore.

"I was a little lost, and then I saw you guys."

Hearing Zheng Fan's words, Dumbledore did not believe it. After all, they were already second-year students. If they were first-year students, it would be possible for them to get lost due to the complicated paths and mechanisms in the castle.

"Really, you should go back and rest now!"

Dumbledore looked at Zheng Fan and sighed. Then, he gave Zheng Fan a look, hinting that Zheng Fan should catch up with him first.

After all, there was already a petrified student in front of them. If Zheng Fan became the second one, it would be terrible.

"Is this petrification?"

Zheng Fan followed Dumbledore into the infirmary.

Colin was placed on the hospital bed. Dumbledore looked at Zheng Fan and said to Fan in an attempt to comfort her.

"It's just petrification. It will take some time, but as long as you have the Petrification Potion, you can be saved.

The nurses will send the potion over later. I'll accompany you back to Slytherin. "

Dumbledore said to Zheng Fan as if he was talking to any other student of Holwartz.

"Why would he be petrified? If it's a spell, it should only be accessible to senior students, right?"

Zheng Fan didn't want to go back yet.

"Did you see something you shouldn't have?"

Zheng Fan asked as he pointed at Colin's camera.

It was obvious that he wanted to take a picture of something.