Chapter 1510 Aiwen's Education

"Just close it, as if who cares." Elaine insisted.

"You don't care?" Ivan asked.

"Well, don't care!"

"Except for the dementors in Azkaban, no one prepares dragon blood for you, no one provides bloody lollipops, and there is no warm milk to drink before going to bed every night." Every time Ivan said, Elaine's His face turned ugly.

"Then what do they eat?"

"I don't know the other prisoners, but if you go in, you will definitely be made to drink the blood of the troll."

"Troll's blood, does anyone still drink that thing?!" Elaine made a vomiting expression, and said, "I don't want to go to Azkaban, but you have seen his behavior, he hit me, and Did you do such an unreasonable thing to Harry, did you let me watch and do nothing? If you followed the vampire way, that annoying ghost would have disappeared by now."

"This is Hogwarts, you should take revenge in the way of a wizard." Ivan educated, "Well, you can wait for the school to punish him and beat him up when there is no one around. If you are not relieved, just beat it until you are satisfied."

"Is this the wizard's way of revenge?" Elaine looked at him, "It's so simple."

"There are so many ways for wizards to get revenge. If you feel uncomfortable doing this, you can also use transfiguration to transform him into a mouse or something, and then lock him up with the mother mouse." Ai Wen said, "Also There are many evil spells, turning him into a bat spirit or using potions, believe me, there will be many potions that make him miserable, such as..."

Noticing that Elaine was looking at him with admiration, Ivan's voice became lower and lower, what was he talking to this child!

He was supposed to spread positive energy so that Elaine would not be so impulsive and irritable, but now...

Aiwen suddenly felt that after being with this guy for a long time, he became more and more black-bellied.

Hermione should come and talk to her about the school rules...

Just as Ivan was educating the little loli Elaine and helping her develop a correct three views, Harry just woke up.

He blinked, looked around, and found himself lying on an unusually warm and comfortable bed, staring at a chandelier casting a golden halo on the hazy ceiling for a long time before realizing where he was.

Yes, he was in the school hospital, and the sky outside was streaked with crimson indigo.

The game must have been over long ago, and the hopes of catching Malfoy had been dashed.

Harry's head felt strangely heavy, and he raised his hand to find a large, stiff bandage, like an Arab turban.

He raised his head with difficulty, and saw a familiar red-haired man with freckles on the left.

"You're all right, Harry, thanks for coming with me," said Ron, grinning.

"Ron?" said Harry. "Hiss, it hurts. What's the matter with me?"

"The skull is broken!" Madam Pomfrey said hurriedly, pushing him back on the pillow, "don't worry, I'll suture it up right away, but you'll be staying overnight, don't use excessive force within a few hours, you're better than the next The unlucky guy who was sent over at the same time was much luckier, he lost a lot of blood all over his body, and he will probably lie here for a week, did you really just have a Quidditch match?!"

"Blood loss? Skull shattered?" Harry repeated, before he remembered what was going on, the damn ball hit his head, the guy did it on purpose, he immediately lifted the sheet and sat up, Said angrily, "I don't want to spend the night here, I want to find McLaggen and kill him."

"The guy you want to kill is the unlucky guy I just mentioned. He is lying next to you. I advise you to leave him alone now, or he will die like this, and you will be unlucky too." Pang Mrs. Frey said, pushing him back to the bed resolutely, "Also, you must stay here tonight, your injury is probably 'excessive force', not just tonight, you have to stay until I discharge you from the hospital Until now, Potter, or I'll call the Headmaster."

She hurried back to the office, Harry was puzzled and furious.

He turned his head and looked to the side. The bed was blocked by a white curtain, so he couldn't see what was going on inside.

"I heard that it was Elaine who did it. She lost a lot of blood all over her body. She is terrible, isn't she?" Ron explained with lingering fear, and hurriedly added, "But I think he deserved what he deserved."

"What the hell is going on?" Harry asked. "And the game, do you know how much we lost?"

"Oh, I know that!" said Ron apologetically. "The final score was three hundred and twenty to sixty."

"Brilliant," said Harry, his eyes were red with anger. "Brilliant! Blame that idiot McLaggen..."

"I said a long time ago that he's like a troll and unreliable," said Ron. "We can wait until he recovers before giving him a hard lesson. That's what Ginny and the others said when they came here just now, and they are very Not happy, only Elaine did it at the time, and the others hadn't had time to beat him. Well, speaking of lessons, we can't do it like Elaine and make him bleed, but I personally think it's okay to use the prince's crazy toe The spell, it's interesting to think about."

There was uncontrollable joy in Ron's tone, and it could be seen that he was secretly happy that McLaggen had made such a big mess.

Harry lay there, staring at the halo on the ceiling, the freshly stitched skull not hurting, just a dull ache under the bandages.

"You can hear the commentary here." Ron continued, his voice trembling with laughter, "To be honest, I really hope that Luna will be the commentator in the future, loosing the ball, haha!"

Harry couldn't see much humor in it, he was still angry that he lost the game, and he was also a little worried for Elaine, wondering what punishment she would get, the punishment for getting a student so badly bleeding was What?

This hadn't happened at Hogwarts before, but whatever the punishment was, he felt worthless for Elaine, and it was all that stupid McLaggen's fault.

After a while, Ron's laughter died down.

"By the way, Ginny came when you were unconscious," he said after a long pause.

Instantly Harry's imagination went into overdrive, moving away from McLaggen and scrambling to conjure up a scene of Ginny sobbing into his unconscious body, professing her deep love for him, and Ron blessing them both ...

"When did she go back?" He asked, trying to use a casual tone, "Where are the others?"

"Only Ivan and Elaine didn't come. It is said that they are waiting for Professor McGonagall's punishment." Ron said, "Ginny stayed the longest. She must have cried. When Hermione, Neville, Ke When Lin, Dean, and the other players came over, Madam Pomfrey drove them away, you know, she doesn't let so many people in to visit."

Harry nodded, hallucinating again, suddenly feeling that the injury wasn't so bad.