Chapter 2090 Hazy Familiarity

"Hoo... ph... ph..."

In the room, Delphi, who was resting alone on the bed, couldn't help panting lightly.

On the night that Harry and Luna left the Burrow, Delphi, who was injured a little because of being involved in the battle between the two demons, suddenly developed a high fever.

In fact, when she woke up early this morning, she didn't feel that serious. Due to the original injury and fatigue, in this case, it is actually quite normal for the body to get hot.

What's more, she's just a Muggle now.

However, after continuing to rest in the room for a while on the grounds of the injury, she only felt that her forehead was getting hotter and hotter.

But fortunately, at least the sudden fever didn't seem to affect her thinking, and her consciousness was still clear.

"Sure enough, during the time when I was unconscious in the woods, did something go wrong?"

Because of this time, Delphi couldn't sort out his current state. So after thinking about it for a while, she finally locked the most likely source of her fever on the incident of dealing with those two demons earlier.

It's a pity, because I fell into a coma for a short time at that time, so I still haven't figured out any answer to this question that can relieve the doubts in my heart.

"Speaking of... Phew... When was the last time you got sick?"

Since there was nothing to gain after thinking about it, Delphi could only lie in bed, looking at the ceiling and thinking about it feebly—anyway, she needs to rest these two days, besides herself, plus here In fact, everyone here is very considerate of each other, and no one will criticize or complain.

"Forget it, what happened in the past... I can't tell the truth from the fake." She pulled the quilt, half-opened her eyes and whispered to herself.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the door, which brought back her somewhat strayed attention.

After a while, the footsteps suddenly stopped again.

"Tuk tuk."

Then there was a knock on the door—it should be the door next door. Delphi remembered that it should be Hannah and Luna who lived there these days. But Luna had gone back to France yesterday, and Hannah was the only one in the room now.

Sure enough, following Delphi, Neville's voice was heard in the corridor.

"Hannah...it's dawn, it's time to get up."

"Already up! Come out now, wait a little longer."

Because Luna's daily work and rest time has always been accurate, and she also wakes up earlier in the morning, she usually wakes up Hannah together. Suddenly there was no live alarm clock today, and Hannah seemed to wake up a little late.

As for Neville...was it his turn to watch last night? Delphi didn't pay much attention.

After staying for a while, Hannah left the room and went downstairs with Neville who was waiting outside the door, and the surroundings became quiet again. Although the outside of the window was no longer as dark as the night due to the arrival of the morning, the heavy leaden gray clouds prevented the daylight in the UK from getting there.

As time passed little by little, Delphi only felt that the seemingly drowsiness gradually began to surge again.

"Hoo...hoo..."

However, the feeling of powerlessness all over her body and the chest tightness caused by the fever seemed to make her a little confused whether it was the Sandman or something else that made her gradually drowsy.

Now that strange things can happen, Delphi pushed back the quilt when he thought that this inexplicable fever might cause him to be unable to sleep.

"Well."

At that moment, the slightly cool air instantly caressed his whole body, finally temporarily dispelling some drowsiness. Delphi pursed her lips, slowly propped up her exhausted body and sat up, then sighed slightly.

"What on earth is... what's going on?" She stroked her hair along the roots that were slightly wet with sweat, and when the strands of hair slipped through, only a dry touch was left, "Among the demons... ...Phew...are there any individuals who can make people have a fever?"

Speaking of the understanding of demons, she should be the one who knows the most here, but even so, what she knows is actually very limited.

The unknown often becomes the source of anxiety.

"Dad... where the hell are you?"

Delphi's consciousness gradually became blurred.

"Squeak—"

She didn't know how long it had passed, but she felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for her to stay awake. And at this moment, the door was opened from the outside.

"Delphi? Delphi, are you all right? Delphi?"

Hearing someone running in from the door, Delphi was still thinking when his consciousness was hazy, he didn't want others to know, but he was discovered after all.

"Is it Miss Abbott...?"

"Ah! Yes, it's me... Ah! Delphi, why are your hands so hot?"

Hannah's voice came faintly in the ear, as if it was very close, but it seemed very far away. Even though Delphi is unconscious at this time, she still instinctively realizes that her current state is indeed not good.

"I...don't know," she tried her best to open her eyes, looked at the blurred figure of Hannah in front of her and said softly, "Help me call Miss Geoffyn... If it's her, maybe she can ...see something."

Delphi was breathing hard while talking, making people feel as if he would faint completely in the next second. But relying on her strong willpower, she just managed to hold on on the verge of coma.

On the other side, after hearing Delphi's words clearly, Hannah nodded quickly and said:

"Okay, I'll go now! You are holding on!"

After she supported Delphi against the head of the bed, Hannah hurried out of the room and rushed downstairs through the corridor - she was going to come up and tell everyone to go downstairs for breakfast Yes, but now, a breakfast or something is obviously not that important.

"...Neville, don't eat yet! Go and call Miss Grofeyn back... There seems to be something wrong with Delphine's body!"

"What? Well... Fortunately, everyone doesn't need to run too far today."

The conversation between Hannah and Neville could be faintly heard downstairs, but Delphi obviously couldn't hear such a small voice clearly. She just leaned against the brass railing at the head of the bed, and while panting non-stop, swallowed a mouthful of saliva that didn't exist.

The heat from her body made her throat dry as if it was about to smoke.

"Hmm... Phew... Thirsty, water." She muttered indistinctly, "It seems, it seems... I have felt this way before? When...?"

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