"It's my turn to move forward - you used the wrong word, it's 'goblin' instead of 'spirit'," he pointed at the homework and gave instructions to the chessboard, "2-3, move forward two steps."
She glanced at him suspiciously, then picked up the book next to her and flipped through a few pages. Finally, in frustration, she erased the word 'spirit' on the paper and changed it to goblin.
Harry watched with great interest as his queen winked at the black queen across the street, wondering if he should also buy a chess set like this for his father - he and Uncle Erik didn't play chess all the time. . Anyway, he doesn't need those white crystal and obsidian chess pieces, ordinary wooden ones will do.
The evening time was relatively quiet for them. Due to the w system, they all agreed to do their homework in Harry's personal reading room - there was a fireplace, books, black tea and snacks, and friends with whom they could discuss their homework. For students, it seems that these are enough for an evening like this.
Their learning process was much faster than that of ordinary students, and Harry had already conceived the homework framework during class, so they finished all the homework first, and the two of them started to play with the wizard chess they brought to pass the time.
She just kept revising a bunch of papers, trying to do her best in everything. Many times, Harry felt that she worked harder than him, and he couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart.
The indoor fireplace was very warm, and Harry was still wrapped in three layers. He nodded at the table, touched his thin chin, and then pointed at a certain seat, and his chess piece automatically jumped over. The person on the other side frowned.
"You didn't cheat, did you? Use your damn ability?" he asked suspiciously.
"No, why would you think so?" Harry said with a smile.
In fact, it is not difficult for Harry to play chess - Charles taught him how to play chess when he was three years old. Chess is usually a regular entertainment in Xavier's family. Although Harry is not very good in this aspect, But obviously, although his level is good, it is not that great. And judging from Harry's emotions written all over his face, it is very easy to guess his thoughts.
While thinking this, Harry smiled and picked up the hot cup of lemon black tea in front of him and drank it in small sips - his cold was much better today, and his mood was getting better again.
It's a pity that such a peaceful atmosphere did not last long.
"Harry?" The door was knocked open, and Harry saw Anna saying hurriedly, "Get out quickly, get out quickly, the professor wants to see you for something - very urgent! By the way, there's Alfoy too, you'd better go together. , Ouch, Harry, your cold is not over yet, right? Please wear more clothes quickly!"
"What happened?" Harry asked.
"If he wears too much, he will turn into a rabbit ball!" he mocked.
"You have to follow the professor to St. Mungo's." Professor Agall's strict face appeared behind Anna. She pursed her lips tightly, but there was worry in her eyes. "When a wizard enters the intensive care unit, as a direct line member, Relatives, you have the right to visit. This is also the outing application requested by your parents for you. Xavier, Alfoy, I hope you can follow your dean to Professor P's office immediately. Others have already gone there. "
What he said was not straightforward, but both Harry and Harry's heads were spinning very quickly - regardless of the R family, the parts of their actual relatives that could overlap were so pitifully small that there was no need to circle them. A name was just there, and there was no need to circle it. Forgotten in no time.
There was a crisp sound and he turned around with a shocked expression, just in time to see Harry's face turn extremely pale, and his hands were empty. The cup under his feet was smashed into pieces, and the spilled black tea was still fragrant.
With Harry's reaction and speed, as well as his poise that was beyond his peers, he actually accidentally dropped the cup. You can almost imagine how shocked he was inside.
If it were any other time, he would definitely seize this hard-won opportunity to laugh at him - Harry has always been a model student who never leaks a drop of excess water, and he also has a strange talent - but obviously this It was not a good time, and he realized what was happening.
Hogwarts is very strict in the management of students. They are not allowed to go out unless there is nothing. Therefore, if there is an opportunity to go out, it is either a student's illness crisis or a student's family member's illness crisis. Otherwise, just wait and cry, because if the above two If this is not the case, then it only means that something more troublesome than a medical crisis has occurred, so that your parents have to apply for you to take you out.
Harry slowly turned his head and looked at each other. His eyes were blank. The latter couldn't help holding his hand and shaking it: "Hi? Hi! Why are you still in a daze? Go and pack your things... Forget it, we'll pack things later!" After saying that, he said nothing to Haste and pulled Harry and ran towards the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor's office.
"Hold our homework and the chessboard, granr. If you break a chess piece, I won't lend you your collector's edition of Slyther's Letters!"
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Ten therapists gathered around a hospital bed, and each one was as anxious as if their buttocks had been burned. When Harry and Zi arrived outside the ward through the Floo network, they heard one after another, full of anxiety and panic. call out.
"Merlin, the injuries caused to him by Li Huo are still spreading!"
"Go get the raw bone water! His bones are so broken that there is no way to correct them. Remove them quickly and let the fractures grow again!"
"Keep the temperature up! His vital signs are declining, and the frostbite on his chest seriously hinders healing!"
Harry was just anxious and nervous at first, but after hearing these shouts, his calves almost went limp and he knelt outside the ward.
"What happened?" Harry's palms were covered in cold sweat. He held his hands tightly and asked, "What happened to him? What happened to Siri? He was obviously fine before -"
The temperature on his face was rising rapidly with an uncontrollable temperature - God knows why he was so weird holding hands with his friends - he gritted his teeth and stretched out his hand to press Harry's shoulders, whispering in his ear: " Calm down! Look there, the duty list of the emergency room, ten therapists are surrounding him, and this is the best hospital in the UK. As long as he doesn't get hit by Avatar, even if he is a Muggle, he It’ll be okay!”
As he spoke, he felt that the temperature in his palms was not right, and without thinking much, he took Harry's cold hands, blew a few breaths of hot air into them, and said with a forced calmness: "Look. ——Are you so scared? Merlin, I told you it was just an injury! You must know that injuries are much easier to cure than illnesses!"
His words were effective - he could feel Harry's ragged breathing calming down.
At this moment, there was a ding in the emergency room, and the door suddenly opened. Dozens of therapists and nurses came out around the hospital bed. At that second, Harry couldn't help but pry into the faces of these therapists. His head, while he breathed a sigh of relief, he couldn't help but take a breath.
"Siri, he is out of danger..." Harry exhaled slowly, "But... the situation is very bad."
After speaking, he shook his head, trying to shake the bloody scene out of his head.
Asked suspiciously: "How do you know?"
"You know, I have some small talents." Harry pulled him to follow the hospital bed. He noticed that there was a lady following the group of people, "Is that your mother?"
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That was of course Narcissa Alfoy, the mother.
Most of the people in the bck family are either dead, in jail, or kicked out of the family. Except for the two children who are still in the first grade, only Narcissa Alfoy and her husband are the most legitimate relatives of Siri.
But of course cialfoy was not happy to see this brother-in-law who was not dealing with him, so of course it was narcissa who came in a hurry after getting the news, and the ten therapists were also appointed at her request - alfoy's family gives the holy man every year Ge donated money and even planned to take some shares this year. Under such circumstances, the only heir to the BC family certainly received the highest standard of treatment.
And the one responsible for informing her, the old house elf Kreacher, was weeping and following her. Not to mention Harry, even looking at it felt that this guy was uneasy and well-intentioned. Who knew that as soon as they caught up, what would happen? The elf bowed and shouted:
"Miss Cissy, the two distinguished young masters have arrived! They must have come to visit my poor master..." After saying that, it took out a dirty handkerchief and sniffed, looking like it was heartbroken as it cried. "Oh, my poor and respectable master... If my mistress saw such a master, she would be so happy and sad... She must be very distressed..."
As Harry looked at each other again, Harry felt a little bit crazy with some inexplicable doubts in his panicked mood.
in the end! happened! What! thing! !
"The respected master has brought back Master Regus - Master Harry's uncle," the elf immediately answered their doubts, "Oh, the dirty Inferi, the dirty black magic, they actually hurt The master..."
Master regus.
Both Harry and Harry were familiar with this name. They had seen it on the tapestry of the BC family a few days ago, and their godfather and mother respectively told them this - this person was dead.
"...He brought back Uncle Regus's body?" he asked in disbelief.
His image of Siri has always been fixed - he is a person who betrays his family, who only has eyes for Harry. He may be a godfather who dotes on his children, but he is a madman who hates his family.
And the house elf let out a louder sob.
"No!! He rescued poor Master Regus! Thanks to Merlin for his gift! Master is still alive, Master can still be saved!!!"
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It was still dark at first. The familiar darkness, the darkness that he had been unable to leave for a long time, followed by a burning pain, tearing at his senses, making his consciousness gradually clear.
Siribck then woke up from the darkness.
Maybe he had slept for a long time, but the moment he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the light. In the blur, he smelled a familiar fragrance, and the hot feeling on his face also helped him confirm this feeling. .
"Cissy?" he wanted to shout, he wanted to say you slap me again, you slapped me during the summer vacation in fifth grade, and now you slap me again.
"I rescued you from Azkaban," he heard his sister's cold and angry voice. To be honest, it was not easy. He hadn't seen her so obviously angry in more than ten years. "I didn't do it just to let you." You just wasted the last blood of the bck family in vain!"
"...It's not in vain." Siri opened his mouth tentatively and answered her in an extremely low hoarse voice. He couldn't see where Narcissa was, so he could only fumble for the direction and turn his head reluctantly, "I found it. Him."
Regardless of the fact that he was now covered like a white mummy, he smiled at his cousin, but he didn't expect that his short words caused the woman standing in front of his bed to collapse all her defenses in an instant.
The woman who had been married long ago, became a mother, and became the noble Mrs. Alfoy was in front of her cousin's bed. She covered her mouth with both hands and burst into tears, as if she was still the girl who watched her cousin walk out of the house. Weak and powerless, sad and helpless.
"Oh, Siri..." She said to Siri in a very low voice with a choked voice, "Regus... will most likely not wake up."
"...What?" Siri thought for a moment that he had heard something wrong.
"He's been frozen for too long..." Narcissa said slowly, "He's lucky that his body is frozen - but even if they thaw him, his body will probably die quickly from frostbite and other things... ... He also has wounds on his body, he may still... not survive."
Miss cissy, miss narcissa, miss bck, and Mrs. Alfoy revealed such cruel facts to their cousins.
She wanted to say that I would rather you continue to be crazy and continue to love your godson wholeheartedly. Now that no one is here, the family needs you to inherit it properly. As long as you are still alive, the name bck will continue to be remembered.
She wanted to say that such a risk was not worth it. Although such an injury resulted in such a result, although she was very lucky, it was not what she wanted to see.
But Narcissa couldn't say anything in the end.
——Because the person who was rescued was none other than Regus, her youngest cousin.
She didn't know the cause of this incident, or how Siri found her brother, but no matter what, she couldn't leave Siri alone in the first place, so how could Siri leave Regus alone?
That was her craziest cousin, a lunatic who would not change his obsession even if he died one day.
"...I can't help it." Siri whispered to his cousin, "He wants to go home, cissy, he must want to go home."
He must have been extremely cold sleeping in that damn place, under a piece of ice like that.
"This is so good," he said to his cousin, tears streaming down his face like hers, "I thought he was dead and rotting long ago... This is so good, you should be happy, cissy, we talked about it so much Many times Merlin, the old man finally gave a merciful response."
Narcissa's tears fell more and more fiercely.
She wanted to ask what if regus didn't survive after all?
Asking herself, she would rather never take him back than watch him take his last breath——
——If you make another deep cut in the area that is about to form a scab, the wound will only become deeper and more painful.
A siribck who has gone crazy to this point, his soul has been torn into pieces by the pain. If he is hit again, the pieces will only be broken more completely. At that time, he will never be able to return to a normal life, and his whole life will be shrouded in... Under the shadow of such pain, this is what Narcissa doesn't want to see.
"That's Regus, my little brother," Siri said. "He is so brave and smart. He is the best-behaved boy in our family. He should not die in that place - whether alive or dead, cissy, I have to Admit it, we all deserve to go home, and he is no exception.
When he said these words, his face was calm. Although his whole body was scarred, his mood was so calm, and he even had a shock-like surprise. When he spoke, he was like an old man who only had good things in his life. He was as crazy as ever. The despair and desperation visibly faded away from him bit by bit, replaced by a stability and gentleness that suited his age but did not fit his character.
Narcissa burst into tears again.
"I want to see him," Siri struggled to open his eyes, and this time he finally saw his cousin's crying face clearly, "go wipe your tears and take a picture for me, cissy - I think I miss him a little bit. ”
Narcissa was pulled aside by her skirt, and the blond boy came out from behind her without saying a word, holding a mirror in front of her uncle.
"?Why are you here?" Siri said.
"There's so much nonsense, look!" he said angrily, and was slapped hard on the back of the head by his mother.
The mirror in his hand is obviously a two-way mirror, and the other side should be in the hands of another person - you know who it is if you think about it - the mirror reflects the same scene in the ward, with a young man with black hair lying quietly on a There was a thin layer of ice on the bed without a quilt, and the pale face showed a lifeless tranquility.
"They were afraid to unfreeze him because the situation was not good," Narcissa said.
it does not matter. Siri thought.
——In his opinion, the fact that his brother is still alive is a rare gift from Merlin.
"I really want to get better soon," he said, and suddenly wanted to reach out and rub his chin a few times to see if his beard had grown. "I didn't feel it before - but now I really feel a little bit better." Miss him."
In fact, it’s more than just a little bit.
Siribck, misses his brother very, very much.
