After dinner, Scott went to the school hospital alone.

"Mr. Trollope."

As soon as he stepped through the doors of the hospital hospital, Madam Pomfrey stopped him just in time.

She looked her eyes up and down and asked him, "Is there something wrong?" Or is there something uncomfortable? ”

Scott smiled politely, "Good evening, Madam Pomfrey." I'll take a look at Potter. ”

"Potter?"

Madam Pomfrey frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "That kid needs to rest, he has thirty-three bones to grow!" Those Gryffindor Quidditch players have been here for a while, and I've driven them away! ”

"Is he asleep?"

Scott peeked inside.

"He's asleep!"

Madam Pomfrey affirmed, and she waved Scott to leave.

At this time, Potter's voice came from inside, "I'm not asleep!" Let him in, ma'am! ”

"You need to rest, kid!" Madam Pomfrey turned her head and said sternly.

"Just for a moment." Potter pleaded, "I can't sleep, my arm hurts like a knife!" ”

Madam Pomfrey pursed her lips at this, and she glanced at Scott again before nodding, "Well, if it's you, Mr. Trollope." Note that you can only speak quietly. ”

"Of course, thank you."

Scott nodded hurriedly.

Madam Pomfrey, who was in front of him, got out of the way.

"Remember." She added, "You only have to wait 15 minutes at most!" ”

"Okay."

Scott smiled and walked into the room.

"I'm here."

Potter's voice came through a closed curtain hanging from a hospital bed.

Scott walked over and pulled back the curtain.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He dragged a stool and sat next to the bed, looking at Potter who was sleeping motionless under the covers.

"I'm fine."

Potter picked up his glasses with his intact hand and put them on.

"I didn't expect you to come and see me." He asked lukewarmly.

"Eddie spoke badly of you." Scott shrugged his shoulders, "He said half of your body turned into a rubber hose. ”

Potter's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said with some annoyance, "Only one arm!" It's all good things that Lockhart did! ”

"I see it." Scott nodded.

Potter was embarrassed, and he said vaguely, "Anyway, thank you for coming to see me." ”

Scott smiled at him, "Potter, you're mad at me because I told Dumbledore about that. ”

"I didn't." Potter immediately denied it without thinking, and then looked away.

"You're right!" He said a little loudly.

It's just that tone doesn't sound like he's convincing Scott or himself.

"The basilisk is too dangerous...... That's deadly...... Anyway, it's a good thing to be able to get rid of that monster as soon as possible! ”

As he spoke, the boy seemed to have really convinced himself.

"Now that the monster has been solved, I not only got extra points, but also a special contribution award, isn't it great?"

He turned his head to look at Scott and emphasized, "So I'm not angry!" ”

Scott asked, "I understand, even though you think I'm doing the right thing, you're still uncomfortable, aren't you?" ”

"It's just some boring negativity." Potter didn't deny it, but said earnestly, "It doesn't matter. ”

Scott laughed.

The consciousness of the "savior" is still very high.

"I'm not going to apologize to you for this." He said to the boy, "Because I thought it was necessary to speak out at that time." ”

"I didn't think about making you apologize either." Potter's tone was a little stiff.

"By the way, I brought a gift for a visit, I hope you like it." Scott decisively changed the subject.

"What?" Potter looked at him in amazement.

"Of course, it's not worth anything at all."

Scott pulled a palm-sized doll out of his pocket and placed it on the bedside table.

"Oh! This is me? ”

Potter turned to look at the doll.

This is a doll that Scott conjured up using Transfiguration, based on a Quidditch version of the three-headed Q figure of Harry Potter that he had seen on the Internet in his previous life, wearing a red robe.

"He's still wearing a Quidditch jersey and holding a broomstick!" Potter looked at the puppet and laughed, "Did you do that, thank you." ”

"It's a 'work' of Transfiguration, you can try calling his name," Scott said. ”

Potter's expression was a little strange, "Name? Harry Potter? ”

As soon as his words fell, the puppet immediately moved, raised the mini broomstick in his hand, and shouted, "Harry Potter, WIN!" Gryffindor, WIN! ”

"Oh!" Potter laughed again, "That's cute! ”

"If you like it, Mr. Potter."

Scott stood up.

"Then I won't disturb your rest."

"You can call me Harry." The boy smiled genuinely at him, "Scott." ”

"Okay, Harry."

Scott did not refuse the "savior's" move to draw closer, and also smiled.

"Hope you get better soon, goodbye."

"Goodbye, Scott." Harry shook his intact hand.

Scott waved his hand as well, turned and walked out of the room.

Then we'll have to wait, he thought to himself.

If Dobby had sneaked into Harry's hospital room in the middle of the night like the "original" that night, the [Harry Potter] doll would have recorded the conversation between the two.

This way, Scott can also understand why Dobby still chooses to cause trouble during Quidditch matches.

In addition, in order to make it easier to grasp the movements of the "savior" in the future, Scott also believes that it is necessary to plant a small spy by his side.

[Harry Potter] is a "work" that he designed specifically for this purpose.

Scott believes it will do a good job of living up to his expectations.

After leaving the hospital on the second floor, Scott went to the library on the second floor and completed his homework for two classes in one sitting.

He returned to his dormitory before curfew.

"Who is it?"

Eddie poked his head out of the curtain.

"Oh! Scott! ”

"What's wrong?"

Scott walked over to his bedside and took off his robe and hung it on the hanger.

"Roger and Milton." Eddie said, "It's curfew time and they haven't come back yet." ”

After putting his pocket watch and wand on the table, Scott turned to him and said, "Maybe Roger is dating?" ”

"I know, I think so too." "But all the time, Milton would go back to his dorm room before curfew, and it never changed. ”

"Is it because of the mysterious organ music?" Scott frowned.

"Maybe." Eddie said.

Roger had spoken about it several times before, but Scott wasn't too worried because he believed in Milton's knowledge of music.

Although Milton has been in a trance lately, he usually looks the same way when he's obsessed with notes.

"Perhaps, Roger was right to be worried."

Scott also felt that something was wrong with this.

At this point, Eddie sat up and said, "I'm wondering if we're going to the Classical Music Club." ”

Scott thought about it for a moment and decided that it would be better to take a trip.

He also wanted to feel the magic of the music.

However, just as he was about to nod his head in agreement, Milton suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.

"Oh! Milton. We're getting ready to find you. Eddie said.

"What's wrong?" Milton looked a little sluggish.

"Because you've never come back so late." Scott said.

"I'm sorry."

Milton walked over to the bed and sat down, looking tired, and said, "I've been revising that tune, you know, I'm going to change her to a symphony." ”

"Are you sure there's really nothing wrong with that tune?" Scott walked up to him and said, "Milton, you look a little bad. ”

Milton shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just too tired." ”

Scott was still looking at him.

Milton barely bred himself up, and said with some excitement: "Soon, Scott!" Soon we'll be able to rehearse that piece, and you'll be sure to come and enjoy it then! ”

"Okay, I'm looking forward to it." Scott said.

He glanced at Eddie as he turned, shaking his head imperceptibly.

He couldn't perceive anything unusual from Milton's magic.

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