Chapter 276: Harry's Growth

"Harry!" Hermione and Ron looked at Harry worriedly, he didn't look like a man who was fine, anyone could tell at a glance that Harry was hurt so much. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

They wanted to call Madam Pomfrey, but they didn't think Harry wanted anyone else to see him as he was, so they anxiously gathered around Harry, worried about him.

After a long time, Harry slowly recovered, like a fish about to suffocate, and began to breathe slowly.

He began to speak, in a dry, breathless voice, and he said, "Thank you... Thank you, you guys.. You Hermione, thank you.. Ron. ”

"If there is anything to be proud of in my life. That's my mother, and you. Harry began to choke again.

Hermione immediately waved her hand and said, "Harry, don't say it, don't think about it. You need to get some rest now, we'll be seeing you later. ”

Harry's deathbed farewell was a little unaccustomed to Hermione and made her even more worried. She didn't want to see Harry like that, she wanted Harry to wake up with Quidditch and games in his head, not memories of a dying farewell.

Harry nodded tremblingly, it would take a lot of effort to keep himself under control.

"George... When you come back, please ... Tell me. With the last of his strength, he buried his whole body under the covers.

Hermione and Ron couldn't see Harry's expression, but they could see the twitching, trembling life, and hear the sobs.

They were worried, Harry was going to cry to death, they had never seen anyone like this, let alone their friends, it was a terrible day.

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Fortunately, this bad and terrible did not continue, and they soon met George, who did not chase the big black dog. The engulfing storm and the pouring rain that obscured all traces of it, and this was not the weather suitable for tracking.

The big black dog seemed to be very familiar with the surroundings, it was extremely fast, and it seemed to be used to escaping, George used many methods, but it still escaped.

"It's a pity that it escaped. "The good news is that we've at least found a prototype of its Animagus, and it's unlikely to be in the castle again." ”

He gloated, "The Dementors couldn't beat me, and I burned several of them, and they should be angry." As soon as Blake is caught, the Dementors may immediately execute him. ”

"That's great, he can't hide for a few days. Hermione nodded vigorously, the clouds were over, and the bad things were finally over. Sirius Black's hidden methods had been discovered, and it was only a matter of time before he was caught.

"Unfortunately, he couldn't get Snape anymore. Ron said with pity, fantasizing about Snape's fate.

"Thank you, George, I owe you so much. Harry said with emotion.

Covered in the quilt, a dark, dead and alive cry, Harry cried out almost a lifetime of pain and sorrow. After some rest, he was much better.

George slapped Harry on the back and said, "Don't look old-fashioned, young man, be mental." It's called investing, and you're still growing, and it looks like you have nothing, but you're going to have everything in the future. ”

George's hot slap made Harry grin his teeth, and he smiled bitterly, "I'll adjust soon, Madam Pomfrey said I'll be discharged from the hospital at the weekend." ”

For the next few days, Harry was quietly recuperating, and he did adjust well.

Hermione told him that his Light Wheel 2000 was blown away by the wind and hit Beater Willow, who was then beaten to pieces.

Harry nodded, comforted Hermione, and said, "I guess it definitely doesn't like to be bumped into, so it's not to blame." ”

He packed the remaining dozen pieces of wood and broom tails in a book from the light wheel 2000. He didn't sort them out, he didn't throw them away, he just put them aside, feeling like he had lost an important friend.

Everyone came to see him, and everyone tried to make him happy in their own way. Hagrid gave him a yellow cabbage, which he called a centipede flower.

Ginny gave him a homemade recovery card, which would scream and sing, and Harry had to press the card under the heavy dishes.

Gryffindor's teammates had come to see Harry again on Sunday morning, and Wood had arrived. Wood was dejected and lifeless, and he had been standing in the rain as if he were about to drown himself when he lost the game. It wasn't until the teacher drove him to sleep that he returned to the castle.

Harry also tried to encourage Wood, though he was far more hurt than Wood.

The friends were doing their best to make Harry happy, and Harry was trying not to worry his friends. He forced a smile, and slowly he really started laughing, and he began to understand George's words.

"There is no such thing as easy in the human world. But no one, nothing can stop you from thinking about happy things. ”

"The Patronus Charm is exactly that spell that will cheer you up at any time. ”

Harry repeated it over and over again in his mind, the spell of the Patronus's spell, over and over in his heart, building up a joyful scene.

Harry could feel that he was getting closer and closer to summoning the Patronus of the entity, and he was confident that he would soon be able to summon the true Patronus in his heart. Summons a Patronus who will always watch over him and will always be able to cheer him up.

At night, often when Harry is at his worst, his friends leave. He lay alone in the hospital, staring blankly at the cold moon on the ceiling.

Those terrible whispers came to his ears again, and again and again, the darkness came upon him, and the cold melted into his body. But he was no longer afraid, he became one with the darkness. He could hear his mother's dying words, and she tried to protect him, with her own life, with everything she had.

He could also hear Voldemort's shrill laughter as he killed his mother, and he could still feel the damp, sticky, rotting hands, the Dementors devouring everything, but he wasn't afraid, he watched it all coldly, and fell asleep when fatigue came.

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On Monday, Harry returned to the hustle and bustle of school life, and everything was really fine. Not even Malfoy's taunts could interfere with him, and he was busy with his homework and training, filling himself up and tiring.

As soon as one is busy, many things disappear naturally, or rather, they are hidden. Human energy is always like this, where you put time, where you will attract your energy.

(To be continued.) )