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"Let it go, let it go, it's useless for you to surround him like this. Silver squeezed through the crowd of onlookers. Wood frowned and tried to stop him, but Fred and George stopped him: "This is the kid of the Silver family, he has a good way, you might as well let him try, maybe he can help Harry." ”

Silver looked at Harry who fell to the ground and shook his head: "This kid, he fainted and grabbed the Golden Snitch so tightly. Silver drew his wand: "Recover quickly." ”

The spell worked, and Harry, who had been unconscious, quickly opened his eyes, but immediately let out a groan of pain - his arm was broken. It was still raining heavily, and Harry was soaking wet.

"We'll have to treat him urgently and get him to the school hospital for Madam Pomfrey to heal her, because it's raining so hard that if she gets pneumonia, she'll be in trouble. Silver said.

"Let me come, I've studied medicine and worked as a therapist, and I'm good at dealing with all kinds of emergency injuries. Lockhart squeezed through the crowd and walked over to Harry. He bared his row of snow-white teeth and said to Harry, "Don't worry, I can heal you in the blink of an eye." ”

Harry looked a little scared. "No!" Harry said, "Just make it this way, thank you......"

Harry clearly wanted to, but he broke his bones so hard that everyone heard the crisp click. Colin was holding his precious camera, apparently trying to get some close-ups of Harry, covered in mud and with a broken arm.

"I don't want to take pictures like this, Colin. He exclaimed. But by this time Harry couldn't stop Colin. Colin happily pressed the shutter.

"Lie down, Harry," Lockhart comforted him, "a simple spell that I've used countless times. Lockhart began to spin his wand in a flashy way. Silver looked up at the sky, not wanting to see that tragic scene-

"No!"

A dazzling green light shot from Lockhart's wand towards Harry's broken arm. Lockhart said briskly, "Look, it doesn't hurt." I've healed you, Harry. Don't thank me, it's what I'm supposed to do-"

Silver bent down to look at the arm, "Professor Lockhart, it seems to be worse. Silver shook Harry's arm, which now resembled a thick, flesh-colored rubber glove. "Professor Lockhart, you pulled Harry's bones away. ”

"Ugh. Lockhart was a little flustered. "This spell occasionally has a little bit of a surprise. But overall, the goal was achieved. Harry doesn't hurt anymore. Maybe Mr. Weasley could send Harry to the school hospital, and Madam Pomfrey could make some minor corrections to Harry's arm. He said, hurrying to leave, "I'm very busy, and I used the time to help Harry with his illness, and I have to rush back to my fans." Then goodbye, all of you. Lockhart left the pitch at a blistering pace.

"Looks like Harry has to be sent to Madam Pomfrey. Silver shrugged.

Madam Pomfrey was upset.

"You should come to me directly!" She huffed, holding up the poor, lifeless plaything, which had been a moving arm just half an hour ago. "I can connect the bones in a second—but I have to make them grow back—"

"You will too, will you?" Harry asked urgently.

"Of course I will, but it will hurt. Madam Pomfrey said with a straight face, throwing Harry a set of pajamas, "You're going to have to spend the night here......

Harry clearly didn't want to spend the night in the hospital, but he had no choice.

"Harry, I wish you a speedy recovery, Hermione and I won't bother you to rest, you still have to grow bones in your whole arm. Sylphor pulled Hermione to say goodbye to Harry and the others. By the way, he helped Harry close the curtain. Ron stayed behind to help Harry change his clothes.

"Wouldn't it be rude for us to just walk away?" Hermione said. "Won't you spend a little more time with Harry?"

"Growing bones is a painful thing, and Madam Pomfrey won't let us disturb the patient's rest. Silver said. "Instead of thinking about it, let's think about that weird Bludger. That Bludger must have been enchanted. Could this have something to do with the last attack?"

"I don't think so, the monsters in the Chamber don't know how to cast spells. ”

"What about the heirs of Slytherin?"

……

The next day, the Great Hall.

"Hey, did you hear that? There's another attack. It's not the cat that's suffering. This time it's a first-year Gryffindor, Colin Creevey. ”

"Yes, I heard that when he was revealed, he was as stiff and petrified as the cat. ”

"It is said that he was attacked while he was going to see Harry Potter. It must have happened that the monster was going to attack Harry Potter. ”

"Not necessarily, you know. Colin Creevey was a Muggle-born wizard who was probably premeditated when he was attacked. The monster doesn't know who the pureblood is, someone must be behind it......"

"What are you talking about?" Silver walked over to the crowd that was talking.

"Jack, you don't know yet. Michael Corner said with a mysterious look on his face, "Something happened yesterday!" Silver punched him angrily. "If you want to say it, just say it, don't be pretentious. Terry Bout laughed and said, "Let me tell you, there was another attack at the school hospital last night. As in the previous attack, the victims were petrified. But this time it's not a cat, it's Gryffindor's first-year student, Colin Creevey. He was found at the top of the stairs by Madam Pomfrey, and it is assumed that he was attacked when he tried to sneak in to see Harry Potter. However, it has also been suggested that Colin Creevey was attacked because of his Muggle ancestry. ”

"Isn't there a murderer?" asked Silver.

"No, no, nowhere to be seen. Terry Bout said. "However, I would like to recommend one product to you." Terry Bout pulled a crumpled amulet out of his pocket - "This is the high-grade amulet I bought for three Galleons to protect you from monsters, Jack, why don't you have one too?"

Silver walked away with a straight face. "Don't go, Jack. Terry Bout shouted from behind. "If you're not satisfied, I've got amethysts and magic onions here, don't you think about it anymore?" ”

"These money-hungry imps. Silver muttered. Suddenly, he grabbed something hanging from his chest, "Maybe, this is also an opportunity......"