Chapter 747

"The previous branch has been difficult to adapt to the requirements of the current students. Although the college that creates false hostility in the outside world seems to improve the cohesion of the college, there is no solid friendship between the students."

"All they have is a shared dislike of hostile colleges, which is not enough for students to learn to cooperate and build friendships."

"That's not it," Madam Pomfrey said with conviction. "There are very big problems with this system. Over the years, Hogwarts students have not learned anything, and they have not made many good friends. One, but learned to be hostile to each other.”

"Fortunately, everything is starting to change."

Professor Sprout said expectantly, "Everything is going in a good direction."

"Hopefully, hopefully these good changes will continue."

Madam Pomfrey agreed.

......

Friday is always a happy time, and it is even said that when school is over on Friday, it is a happier time than the weekend.

The thought of not having to get up early tomorrow, and the thought of going to Hogsmeade Village tomorrow and having a good time for two days, all the students seemed very excited and cheerful.

At dinner, Ron was still happily looking forward to tomorrow's schedule, discussing with great interest that he would go to the Three Broomsticks for two drinks with Harry.

At night, before he could fall asleep in excitement, he was called out, it was Professor McGonagall.

At night, when everyone was already in bed, it was time to rest.

Professor McGonagall came to the fifth-grade dormitory. She pushed open the door, walked quietly to Ron's bed, and called him, "Ron, get dressed and come out with me."

The unexpected situation caught Ron by surprise, and he got up from the bed uneasy.

While wearing his clothes, he asked, "Professor McGonagall, where are we going, what happened?"

"Don't ask too much, I'll take you to see the principal first, and then wait for the principal's arrangement."

Professor McGonagall's tone was very cautious.

"Anyone else?"

Ron got off the bed and started buttoning his clothes.

"Yes, Fred and Joe have already gone to the lounge first. I have to go and call Ginny. You should also wait in the lounge first."

Professor McGonagall turned to leave the dormitory, and she had to get Ginny.

Hearing his family being called up, Ron looked even more disturbed.

A sudden fear climbed into his heart, and the shadows in the dormitory seemed to have turned into a mountain and pressed down on him. It was as if there was a big hand made from a shadow, holding him tightly.

Ron asked in a sullen voice, "What happened to my house?"

He didn't dare to imagine those things, the things that had come up repeatedly in his mind, the things he had been worried about.

"You go down and wait. You will know when you get to the principal."

Professor McGonagall didn't answer directly, but these wordless replies hit Ron's heart like a heavy hammer.

He didn't ask any further questions, put on his shoes silently, and walked towards the door.

"Professor, I want to follow along."

Harry got up from the bed and quickly put on his clothes.

"This....."

Professor McGonagall hesitated.

"Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, like my family. Whatever happens, I should go and see."

Hearing what happened to Ron's house, Harry couldn't sit still, he couldn't bear to be alone.

Mr and Mrs Weasley treated him like their own children. If they did have an accident, he couldn't imagine how he would face it.

"Okay, the principal will make arrangements."

Professor McGonagall turned to the door and left the dormitory.

Harry dressed quickly, walked over to Ron, patted his shoulder, and said nothing.

They leaned on each other and left the dormitory silently.

Go down the spiral staircase.

Fred and Joe were already waiting in the Gryffindor common room.

The twin brothers are no longer as lively and relaxed as they used to be. Their clothes were all buttoned up, their hair was messy, and they were walking around restlessly in the common room.

"You are so slow."

Fred complained with some dissatisfaction.

"You know what happened?"

Ron asked nervously, wanting to hear some good news.

"Who knows."

Fred's tone was a little impatient, "The news from this time is not something that will make people happy."

Who doesn't know, in the middle of the night, the family was called to the principal's office.

They can't guess what happened, that's what they've been worried about, that's what they've been afraid of.

In the common room, there was a dead silence again.

Soon, Ginny was also led down by Professor McGonagall, her face was pale and panicked.

"Come on, go to the principal's office first."

Professor McGonagall didn't say much, and took the lead to climb out of the portrait hole.

Everyone else silently followed behind Professor McGonagall, and no one knew what to say along the way.

The dim lights in the corridor seemed more infiltrating at this time, which brought more anxiety to everyone.

The monotonous footsteps made their emotions sink continuously.

In front of the corridor leading to the principal's office, the monster in the middle had already jumped to the side.

The stone steps were taken from the stone wall, and by the time they entered the principal's office, George was already waiting there.

"What happened, Headmaster."

After seeing George, Fred asked impatiently.

George said calmly, "I just received news from Fudge, Minister of Magic, that your father, Arthur Weasley, was attacked when he was outside Diagon Alley, and he was injured."

"Is it serious? Where is my dad now?" Ron asked quickly.

"It's not that the news is too bad. Although the injury is not minor, it is fortunate that it is not life-threatening." George calmed everyone down.

He continued, "The Dementor noticed the abnormality immediately and scared the murderer away. Mr. Weasley has been sent to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries."

"I'm sending you back to Sirius' house, which is closer to the hospital, where you'll meet your mother. Tomorrow, you can visit your father."

"Then hurry up, mom must be worried now." Ginny said hurriedly.

She couldn't help but tremble at the thought of her father's injury and her mother's reaction to the news.

"How do we get there?" Fred said worriedly. "There is no fireplace connection to Sirius, so we can't pass through the Floo network."

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