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Two tall, turbaned Dementors stood guard on either side of the gate.

There seemed to be another cold wave coming over the carriage, and both Vio and Harry shrank into their bumpy seats to varying degrees, closing their eyes until they walked through the door.

Hermione and Ron sat by the door, clutching the handle of the carriage tightly to prevent anything from outside from entering.

The carriage picked up speed on the long ramp to the castle, and Hermione leaned out the window to watch the many corner towers and towers approaching them.

At last, the carriage wobbled to a halt, and they got out of it one by one.

A few people joined the crowd as they walked up the stone steps, through the large oak door, into the deep antechamber, where torches were brightly lit.

The hall has a magnificent marble staircase leading upstairs.

The door to the right of the Great Hall was open, and they followed the crowd towards the hall, and before they could look at the magical ceiling, which was dark and dark tonight, they heard a voice shouting, "Santrel, Potter, Granger, I want to see you three." ”

Vio, Harry, and Hermione turned around, surprised.

Professor McGonagall, Head of Gryffindor, was looking out over the crowd to enduring them.

She was a stern-looking witch with her hair combed in a tight bun and a pair of square glasses over her sharp eyes.

Vio glanced at Hermione, and suddenly understood Professor McGonagall's intentions, she was supposed to talk to Hermione about the time turner. But what was she going to talk to herself? Was it Pomfrey going to check Harry and herself?

This is really a redundant move, there are only two possibilities for facing the Dementors, the soul is sucked and the soul is intact, and Madam Pomfrey's potion is useless.

"Don't be so sad, I just want to talk to you in the office. She told them. "Weasley, go over there. ”

Ron watched as Professor McGonagall led the other three out of the chattering crowd, and for a moment he was depressed and joined the rest of the Weasleys.

The three of them walked into her office, a small room with a welcoming fire burning in the fireplace, and Professor McGonagall immediately motioned for them to sit down.

She sat down behind her desk and glanced at them one by one, "Professor Lupin sent an owl first, saying that you, Potter and Santriel, are sick on the train,"

Before they could reply, there was a gentle knock on the door, and Madam Pomfrey, the head nurse, hurried in.

Vio glanced at Harry quietly, his face flushed and his expression as desperate as if he had been caught red-handed by a thief.

He seemed disgusted by the fact that he had fainted, or felt that whatever he did, even if people didn't make a fuss about it, it was bad enough.

Sure enough, he paused and muttered, "I'm fine, I don't need any ......"

But Madam Pomfrey's eyes lit up at the sight of someone who might be her patient, and she ignored his arguments.

She had been moving between Harry and Vio for a while, not knowing who to look at first, but Vio's composure made her sense that Harry needed her examination even more, so she bent down and moved closer to him. "Did you do something dangerous again?"

"It's a Dementor, Pomfrey. Professor McGonagall said.

"Oh. Madam Pomfrey solemnly straightened up and exchanged glances with Professor McGonagall, giving a disapproving gurgling.

"Have the Dementors stationed around the school," she grunted, brushing Harry's hair away and touching the corner of his forehead. "He's not going to be the first to break down. yes, he's cold and wet. It's horrible stuff, and the effect they have on those who can't stand it ......"

Vio and Hermione glanced at each other, and a deep resonance struck their eyes: Madam Pomfrey really couldn't speak.

really

"I'm not incapable of being touched!" Harry said angrily.

"Of course you're not. Madam Pomfrey pouted absent-mindedly, touching Harry's pulse. Then she happily asked, "What does he need?" Bed rest, should he spend tonight in the hospital?"

"I'm fine!" Harry said, jumping to his feet. "Professor Lupin gave me some chocolate and I was fine. ”

"Really?" said Madam Pomfrey approvingly, "then we have a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher who has mastered healing methods. Has Miss Santrill ever eaten chocolate too?"

Vio nodded deeply. Madam Pomfrey was satisfied, and smiled comfortably at Professor McGonagall.

"Very well, please wait outside for a moment, Miss Granger and I are going to say a word about her schedule, and then we can go to dinner together. ”

Vio nodded and followed Harry out.

They stood in the doorway, and Madam Pomfrey watched them for a few more moments before leaving. As soon as Madam Pomfrey left, Vio suddenly felt her head dizzy again, Harry in front of her had become blurred, and the grooves on the doorposts that should have been straight began to twist and bend.

Just as she felt shaky, Harry grabbed her, and Harry sat her down next to the door.

"Vio, I'll go find Madam Pomfrey right away!" Harry said as he anxiously ran in the direction Madam Pomfrey had left.

Vio stood up as he left, glancing towards the office behind her, then pulling out her wand and casting an amplification spell on her ear.

"That's right, it's a magical object that can turn back part of time," Professor McGonagall's voice came clearly into Vio's ears, and the effect was satisfying. "It's called a time converter that helps you take several different classes at the same time, and as long as you use it to go back a few hours ago, you can repurpose those hours with your memory. There aren't many of them anymore. ”

"And how do you use this?" Hermione paused, then asked, Vio thinking she might be looking at the time-turner Professor McGonagall gave her. "What if I were seen by another moment of my self"

"Oh, be careful that this kind of thing is absolutely avoided," Professor McGonagall said sternly, but Vio unfortunately missed the main part.

Hurried footsteps and Harry's panting sound came from around the corner: "Madam Pomfrey, hurry up Vio I don't know how the situation is now, I think it may be the after-effects of the Dementors"

Vio quickly closed her eyes again and lay down where she was, and Madam Pomfrey threw herself around the corner, feeling horrified. (To be continued.) )