Dudley reluctantly gave up the idea at the thought of the school doctor, Ms. Pomfrey. According to Ms. Pomfrey's character, it is impossible to get him out.

Although I have to lie down in the school hospital, I can't lie down for a few days, as long as I insist on it, it's summer vacation.

"I'm telling you," the look on Ron's face turned disgusted, "during your absence, Malfoy has been arrogant, and he looks like he's not afraid of heaven and earth, and he's mocking you in all sorts of ways. ”

"What are you doing with all this. Hermione looked at Ron unkindly, and she thought that since she had come to visit a patient, there was no need to reveal such unpleasant information.

"Why can't you say that you saw Malfoy yourself," Ron said angrily, Malfoy was very annoying to him, Hermione didn't even let him complain, this was afraid that it was going to explode, he snorted, "I don't want to go to the year-end party tomorrow." ”

"Oh, is it?" Hermione's mouth lifted slightly, "it's not up to you to decide. ”

Dudley saw that the two of them were about to quarrel again, and hurriedly said, "Since the year-end banquet is about to start, the scores of each college have already come out?"

As soon as the words fell, Hermione's face became even more ugly, "yes... It came out, Slytherin got first place, and we were bottom. ”

Dudley really wanted to give himself a mouthful, what kind of topic did he transfer, he didn't expect Slytherin's house score to really rush to the first place, after the last incident, Slytherin was originally at the bottom, and he didn't pay much attention to the house score.

"Calm down," Dudley smiled fearlessly, not to be afraid of the bottom, "It's not the House Cup or Slytherin's, maybe there will be changes in the future." ”

Ron looked at Dudley in surprise, what else can change in this situation now, the score is already clear, the score is at the bottom of the fate, his only unhappiness is Malfoy's arrogant face.

"Can you come to the year-end party tomorrow?" asked Hermione.

"Probably......" Dudley and Harry glanced at each other, anyway, now that their bodies were just a little weaker, they should have a night's rest, but I don't know if Madam Pomfrey will let them go.

If Madam Pomfrey didn't let them go, Harry would probably use his trick again.

Dudley couldn't help but speculate maliciously that if Harry had a buff in women's clothing, he smiled evilly and touched his chin, Snape would like it, this has yet to be verified.

"You don't have to laugh so disgusting. Harry didn't know what Dudley was thinking, but the smile sent chills through him, comparable to Voldemort's hideous face.

Dudley: "(?' -?'?)?”

Dare to say that he is disgusting, and he will not be on the house for three days!

"Well said," Hermione bent over with one hand over her stomach and the other over her mouth with a smile, and after a long pause, she walked up to Harry and patted him on the shoulder and said, "'Disgusting' is a good word, I like it!"

Just then, Madam Pomfrey hurried in. She glared at Hermione and Ron and shouted resolutely, "You've overtimed, you've been visiting for nearly fifteen minutes, hurry up, get me out." ”

The world finally fell silent, and Dudley sighed, but then he drank the special recovery potion that Madam Pomfrey had brought.

When he heard that he was going to drink the potion, Dudley's expression changed again and again, because as long as it was related to the school hospital, 99% of the potions were super bitter. This must be Professor Snape's bad taste, who made almost all the potions in the hospital boiled by him!

Dudley held the potion bottle and drank it as if he were dead, and sure enough, it was still the original formula, produced by Snape, and it must be a bitter medicine.

Not long after the potion entered his stomach, a feeling of sleepiness hit Dudley.

He lay down and fell asleep in a trance, and when he woke up the next day, he felt that he could be cute again.

"We want to go to a banquet," Harry said to Dudley as she tidied up the messy candy boxes on the bedside table, "Is it okay?"

Miss Pomfrey shrugged, and she said disapprovingly, "Of course, Professor Dumbledore told me that you were allowed to go to the banquet. ”

Dudley was disappointed, he didn't expect Dumbledore to say hello in advance, and now he couldn't even see Harry's tricks. At this time, he patted his head and shook it vigorously, this thought is unacceptable, what the hell is that expectation in his heart?

Madam Pomfrey looked at Harry and Dudley pitifully, as if it seemed to her that Dumbledore didn't realize what was wrong with letting her two children, who had not fully recovered from their bodies, go to the banquet, and stopped when she reached the door, "Someone has come to see you again." ”

After saying that, she left, without a trace of stay and warning, presumably she had given up the treatment, and there were people who came to disturb the patient all day long, and she was also helpless.

Harry glanced at Dudley and wondered, "Who could it be?"

Before he could finish speaking, Hagrid leaned sideways through the door. This is also the reason why Hagrid is reluctant to come to the castle, and it is very painful to enter the door.

Hagrid walked between the two of them and looked back and forth between Dudley and Harry, crying sadly.

"Both... Blame me... This one... Stupid!" he cried as he put his hands over his face, "I was the one who told that demon how to get through Lowe myself! That's what I told him! He already knew about the other levels, but he didn't know about me, and I, a big idiot, just told him! I almost lost your life because I hurt you! I never wanted any dragon eggs or any wine, and I would never drink them again! I should have been kicked out a long time ago! I would have been an honest Muggle for the rest of my life!"

Dudley looked at the crying Hagrid and didn't know what to do, the last thing he was good at was facing this situation. Should he tell Hagrid that Dumbledore had arranged all of this, and his heart was torn apart.

"Hagrid!" said Harry. He was shocked to see Hagrid tremble with grief and remorse, and large tears seeping into his beard. "Hagrid, we don't blame you at all, and we shouldn't blame you, you have to know that we're dealing with Voldemort, and even if you don't tell him, he'll always have another way. ”

"But you're almost dead!" Hagrid said with a sob, "What? Stop that name......

"I'm going to say, Voldemort!" Harry shouted. He saw Hagrid panic and stopped shouting.

"We've faced him, and he's not so scary, not to mention that we've kept the Philosopher's Stone. Now you should be happy and eat a chocolate frog, I've got a whole bunch of them......"