Chapter 333: Familiar Plot

The words are always beautiful, which makes countless people yearn for them.

The boy lay quietly on the bed, while the timid heroine looked at the boy on the bed with a worried look.

The warm breeze gently blew the curtains and made a soft flapping sound, and the girl sat silently beside him. The flawless eyes revealed the insoluble worry and unspeakable determination.

If such a scene is not enough to make young men and women even yearn for it, then we would rather let it collapse.

Although Hermione wanted to do this, she felt that what was worse was why she brought two burdens in, especially they were clumsy, and who knows why Harry bumped into the shelf.

"What are you doing!" Hermione said dissatisfiedly. She wanted to scold Harry severely, just like she did before, to deal with Harry in the same way as she dealt with Ron.

However, girls are obviously not allowed to do this here. This is the school infirmary. They should be glad that Madam Pomfrey did not follow in, otherwise they would not come in again after making such a loud noise, of course, unless they are sick.

"Hello... sorry!" Harry said hurriedly. He came in very carefully, but Hermione suddenly slowed down. In order not to bump into Hermione, he could only choose to hide aside. God knows why there is a damn metal rack beside him. This is completely beyond his expectation.

Harry hurriedly lifted the rack up, and Ron also bent down to help, but this could not save anything.

The noise caused by the metal rack contacting the ground was too loud, especially in such a quiet occasion. They should be glad that there were no other patients here.

"Be careful." Hermione whispered dissatisfiedly. She turned around quickly. Fan Lin, who was lying quietly on the bed, frowned because of the sudden noise.

He originally wanted to sleep a little longer, but the noise in his ears made him unable to sleep peacefully.

"You..." Hermione said a word, and then the rest of the sentence was swallowed back by herself. She only needed to look into Fan Lin's eyes to answer the question of whether he was awake or not.

"Harry didn't mean it, it's just that air..." Hermione said, she really couldn't think of any reason that could perfectly explain Harry's behavior.

Fan Lin looked at Hermione in a daze, Hermione looked too nervous.

"No... It's okay." Fan Lin said, he sat up and stretched, "What time is it now, I feel like I've slept for a long time."

"Not very long," Harry said, he sat next to Fan Lin, "You fainted last night, Dumbledore checked you and you have been sleeping here, it's noon now, if you are willing to move, I think you can still catch lunch in the hall."

"Will Madam Pomfrey let me go?" Fan Lin said, he was still very clear about Madam Pomfrey's character, as a frequent visitor to the school infirmary, Fan Lin had to report here several times every semester, which was also Fan Lin's very helpless place, every time something happened, he was often the most seriously injured.

"I think so. Dumbledore said you just need to stay for a night to rest. He has healed all your wounds." Harry said. He was very happy that Fanlin woke up. If Fanlin continued to sleep like this, he doubted whether Hermione would tear him apart right there.

"Really?" Fanlin said uncertainly. He looked at Harry, and Harry shrugged helplessly.

"You, are you okay... I mean, your injuries?" Hermione said. She must be very worried about Fanlin's physical condition.

"Oh, I'm fine!" Fanlin said. Except for just waking up, he didn't feel anything strange all over his body. Facts have proved that Dumbledore's strength is used to heal those skin wounds, and Fanlin will not even have scars on his body.

"Dumbledore said you need to rest for a while. You are so tired that you fainted. I don't think it is a good choice to leave the school infirmary now."

"But I really have no problem. Please, Hermione! If I stay here, Madam Pomfrey will definitely not let me leave so easily."

Fan Lin said that he didn't want to stay in this place.

"Okay..." Hermione nodded, and this was considered to agree with Fan Lin's request.

"Where is Peter Pettigrew?" Fan Lin asked, he was unconscious in the back.

"Fudge took him away, and Snape left with Fudge. I really don't understand why Dumbledore gave this kind of work to Snape, but fortunately the result of the judgment has not changed much."

As Harry said, he took out the Daily Prophet in his pocket.

Fan Lin reached out and took it. There were four pages of newspapers, and the Sirius Black incident occupied three pages.

Fan Lin carefully read the Ministry of Magic's judgment on the Sirius incident, so he was not interested in those irrelevant things.

Regarding these decisions, his ideas are not much different.

Peter Pettigrew's appearance in the public eye means that he must have something to do with what happened back then. As long as you keep thinking, the answer to the question will be solved.

Faking his death means that there are many problems with Peter Pettigrew.

Why fake his death? Wouldn't it be more perfect to stand up and accept the obedience of everyone? Naturally, Peter Pettigrew must be hiding the truth.

The Ministry of Magic is not stupid enough to push Sirius back to his original identity as a traitor in order to maintain the image of the Ministry of Magic.

"That's good." Fanlin nodded.

"Indeed," Harry said, "This way I can have a new family. It's really wonderful to get rid of the Dursleys. Sirius will be restored to his identity. When I finish this semester, I can move there immediately."

"Move there?" Fanlin asked. He couldn't help but feel a little familiar. In the illusion set by Idun for him, Harry lived with Sirius, and he broke the illusion.

However, Fanlin was very suspicious whether this was intentional by Idun. He didn't think his brain occlusion could play a big role on Idun.

Fanlin couldn't help but look at Hermione. Idun's imitation was indeed very similar. It must be said that the goddess he knew was really bored enough.

"Why, is there a problem?" Harry asked.

"Have you told Dumbledore about this?" (To be continued)